"Eighth Prince?" Ye Feng didn't have much impression of the few imperial uncles who died, but he only heard that after Emperor Ye Ying ascended the throne, he ordered no one to mention the matter of the imperial uncle.

"Big brother, I once heard my father mention the Eighth Prince, saying that he is the person he admires the most in his life!" Zhao Xiaoyue poked his head out and said with a small mouth: The Eighth Prince's name is Ye Chen, he has been intelligent since he was a child, erudite, and far-sighted, and is known as 'the first genius in the country of Ye'. Ye Chen was deeply loved by the previous emperor, and when he was fifteen years old, he was crowned the 'Eighth Prince', and was supported by many people, and often stayed to visit the people for the benefit of the people!"

"What happened later?" Ye Feng asked, having obtained the spirit sword, he naturally wanted to inquire more about the previous owner of the sword.

"Later...... There is no future, and even my father doesn't know where he is going!" Zhao Xiaoyue shook her head.

Ye Feng was stunned, could it be that the Eighth Prince disappeared out of thin air.

"Childe, the villain has heard some rumors that Ye Ying spent a lot of money to invite some masters from outside to kill the eighth prince for the throne!" Situ Jiexing said with some pity: "There are also rumors that the eighth prince didn't want to kill each other for the throne back then, so he chose to leave the country of Ye;

Ye Feng was indifferent, the reason why the rumors are called rumors is because he only heard the news, but he didn't see it with his own eyes, and the rumors are not credible.

"Forget it, let's go out now!" Ye Feng knew that if he asked again, he would not be able to find a result, so he was going to go to the cemetery of the eighth prince when he had time in the future.

He took the Blooddevouring Sword and the curved bow from before, and asked for some feathered arrows, but no other weapons.

There is blood devouring in melee combat, and there is a curved bow in long-range attack, which is already enough.

"Childe, do you want to pick up some more weapons?" Situ Jiexing regarded the blood devouring as a sword, thinking that Ye Feng only took a curved bow, could this work?

"No, there are more weapons, but they are miscellaneous, and they are still single and practical!" Ye Feng waved his hand and took the lead in walking out.

......

When I walked out of the weapons shop, it was already dark.

Ye Feng was at the door, and his divine sense swept around, and he found several suspicious people, who were expected to be the prince's subordinates.

"Childe, what should we do?" Situ Jiexing also found those people and reminded.

"Act when the opportunity arises!" Ye Feng responded in four words, and at the same time secretly probed the strength of those people, they should all be Qi Refining Realm cultivators, and there was no big threat.

The three of them walked not far and ran into an acquaintance.

"Fifth Prince, you finally dare to come out, Young Master Ben still thinks that you want to be a turtle with a shrunken head, and you are going to hide in the turtle shell of the weapon shop all the time!" A fat figure stood swaggering in the middle of the road, needless to say, this person was Young Master Wenyang.

Behind Wen Yang, he followed a few subordinates, all dressed as people from the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Heh, I thought it was who, it turned out to be Xiao Wang Ba, who didn't buy weapons in the store before!" Ye Feng smiled and glanced around, "What's the matter? Wang Ba can't buy weapons, so he's ready to rob?"

"What about robbery, anyway, you are now a fish in the net!" Wen Yang sneered in his heart, smiled on the surface, and said: "Young Master Ben has always been magnanimous, this time I want to give you another chance, and I am willing to exchange the white bow with you with something of the same value, what do you think?"

"Do you want to exchange white bows?" Ye Feng's mouth curved slightly, there must be demons in this impermanence, he didn't believe it, this fat man really came to change the bow, and said: "It's not impossible to exchange white bows, but you have to come up with something that satisfies me!"

"Of course!" Young Master Wenyang was overjoyed, hurriedly took out a package of white cloth from the ring, and leaned towards Ye Feng without thinking, "Please look!"

The moment the words fell, he quickly raised and spread the white cloth.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa......!"

A misty white powder spilled out of the cloth, spreading towards the three people centered on Ye Feng.

"Carving insect skills!" Ye Feng is a person who has lived for tens of thousands of years, how could he be deceived by this little trick.

The hands instantly turned into palm shapes, with long sleeves, whistling like a gust of wind, and the speed was beyond reach.

Even without Zhao Xiaoyue and Situ picking up stars, those white powders consciously changed direction, and all fell towards Wenyang like a dense rain.

"Ah...... I'm poisoned, I'm dying, help!"

Wen Yang's pig-like voice shouted, jumping around, rolling on the ground, slapping the powder on his body, "Mr. Du, I'm poisoned, save me!"

Those followers wanted to help, but they couldn't do anything, so they could only watch blankly and be in a hurry.

"Hey, Young Master Wen, don't panic, those fans won't kill you!" Du Jiu, a hunchbacked old man, held a snake-headed scepter and walked out slowly, and several black-clothed masked people appeared behind him, holding big knives in their hands, eyeing at each other.

"Mr. Du, give me the antidote, I feel weak, my eyes are blurry, I'm about to die......" Wen Yang rolled for a while, paralyzed on the ground, and his voice became weaker and weaker.

"Hey, you're just an ordinary ecstasy, you can wake up after sleeping for three hours!" Du Jiu's eyes showed a look of disappointment, useless things, more than enough to succeed, pointing to Wen Yang's subordinates, "You guys, what are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and carry Young Master Wen back!"

"Yes!" several people hurriedly set up Wen Yang and left in a hurry.

After Young Master Wenyang was carried away, the hunchbacked old man Du Jiu turned around leisurely, his sunken eyes staring at Ye Feng: "The fifth prince's ability to adapt just now is so fast, let the old man admire it!"

"No, no, it's not that Ye reacts quickly, it's just that the fat man's speed is too slow!" Ye Feng shook his head indifferently, he obviously felt a pungent yin aura from this old man, coupled with the ecstasy powder just now, it was expected, this old man should be a poisoner, be careful.

"Big brother, this old man is not a good person at first glance, we have to be careful!" Zhao Xiaoyue on the side reminded in a low voice, and the jade hand was placed on the waist of the willow, ready to draw the weapon at any time.

"Hmm!" Ye Feng nodded, arched his hand to Du Jiu, and said, "Ye has no grudge against Your Excellency, I don't know what is the reason for blocking our way?"

"Hey, the fifth prince is a person who understands, we don't want to be your enemy for the time being, as long as we hand over that person, we will treat everything as if everything happened today!" Du Jiu's eyes turned, and he pointed his finger at Situ Zhuxing next to Ye Feng, and at the same time, the masked people around Du Jiu, holding big knives, spread out and surrounded Ye Feng and the others.

Today's primary goal is to get the letter back, as for the five princes, the old man will let you go, and there will be opportunities in the future.

"You asked me to hand over someone?I'm sorry, this person is now my subordinate, and it is difficult for Ye to obey!" Ye Feng shook his head, and took out the bow and arrow in the ring, and the feather arrow immediately hit the string and was drawn into an arc.

Zhao Xiaoyue and Situ Jiexing glanced at each other, and took out a colorful whip and a strange-shaped scimitar respectively.