The soul envoy's face was pale, and he was silent for a long time.

Zhang Yang snorted coldly and said, "That's all you say, Your Excellency, let's do it for yourself!"

With that, he turned and left.

"Dad, you can't let them leave like this!" Seeing that Zhang Yang and the martial arts people from Shangzhou County were leaving, Yu Hao was a little anxious and hurriedly said.

The soul envoy waved his hand and said, "Hao'er, let them go!"

"But, Daddy......"

"No, let them go......"

At this time, both sides calmed down, and no one had the idea of making a move, so Zhang Yang took the martial arts people from Shangzhou County and left.

As soon as he walked out, he saw Li Fuzhu and Qu Linglong standing in front of him, their faces full of worry.

When Lu Changfeng saw the second daughter, he joked to Zhang Yang: "Brother Zhang, what a blessing!"

Zhang Yang just smiled and didn't speak. Then he stepped forward quickly and said to the second daughter: "This place is not suitable for a long time, let's leave first!"

The second daughter had no objection, so she followed Zhang Yang and everyone and left together.

Five miles away from here, at this moment, this huge team is stationed.

At the front of the line, there was an old man with gray hair, leaning on a Taishi chair, smoking an old dry cigarette leisurely.

His cigarette gun, which is more than two feet long, is made of gold, and the tobacco inside is even more golden in color, at first glance, it is not ordinary.

......The old man picked up his cigarette gun and took a hard puff, like a long whale sucking water, with a long breath.

The golden tobacco, ignited by the sparks, suddenly lit up from the edge of the pipe, and instantly turned red.

"Huh......" The old man leisurely spit out a circle of eyes, and the thick smoke enveloped his whole person in it, and the clouds were swirling.

At this time, a middle-aged man cautiously knelt in front of him and said, "Master, the prince's people have retreated, and the young master is no longer in danger now!"

"Oh......" The old man replied lightly, and smacked hard at the cigarette holder.

Although the old man's words were plain, the middle-aged man kneeling in front of him was full of caution, as if he was very afraid.

Another puff of smoke came out, and the old man snorted softly and said slowly: "But I heard that someone wants to kill my son......"

Tick!

A drop of cold sweat instantly fell from the middle-aged man's face, and his body couldn't help but tremble, and he said in panic: "They didn't know the identity of the young master before, so they made a move." Fortunately, the young master is fine, and the other party is from the imperial court, you see......"

Click......

Before he finished speaking, a trace of evil suddenly appeared on the old man's face, and the golden smoking gun in his hand was also broken by him, and the burning red tobacco splashed everywhere, and many of it poured into the middle-aged man's neckline.

The middle-aged man didn't dare to dodge, and let the scorching sparks fall on his skin, and the pain was unbearable for ordinary people. But the middle-aged man twitched slightly, except for the corners of his mouth, and then the ten fingers of both hands slammed into the dirt on the ground, and he didn't say a word!

"What do I see? I still want you to teach me how to do things, isn't it that I have been used to showing off my power in front of the prince all these years, and now you don't even pay attention to me, an old man?" The old man's eyes showed a cold essence, and he smashed the cigarette gun broken into two pieces in front of the middle-aged man.

As soon as he said this, the middle-aged man was immediately frightened, his head was like pounding garlic, he kept knocking on the ground, and said in a panic: "The apprentice doesn't dare, in the eyes of the apprentice, the cultivation grace of the teacher, how dare the apprentice forget his roots!"

"Hmph, it's good that you haven't forgotten your roots! Go back and tell the prince, don't rely on the little power in his hands, don't take others in his eyes, dare to touch my son, even if it is his son, you have to weigh it!" The old man snorted coldly, and then said to the left and right: "Go back!"

"Yes, old man!" replied left and right, and said loudly, "Get on!"

The old man got up from the Taishi's chair, paused when he passed in front of the middle-aged man, and said, "There is one more thing, tell the prince, I want an explanation!"

After speaking, the old man ignored him and got into the soft sedan chair.

With the soft sedan car, the huge team is gradually gone!

After they were completely gone, the middle-aged man got up with difficulty, and his face showed the ease of the rest of his life.

"Lord Zuo Xiang, what is the origin of this old man, you are afraid of being like this, and he even dares to threaten the crown prince, he is really impatient!" Behind the middle-aged man, one of his subordinates said with some indignation.

Before he finished his words, a ray of light suddenly appeared in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he slapped his hand and pulled it over.

"What are you, what do you dare to say? Next time, if you talk more, I will chop you up and feed the dog! Come on, give me a beating!" After a slap, the middle-aged man was still angry, and rushed up and stomped on the subordinate fiercely.

The others listened to the order, and naturally did not hesitate, and immediately punched and kicked the subordinate.

After that, he looked in the direction of the old man's departure, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

"If you want to die, don't harm the official! Can he be provoked by people like you and me, even the current emperor has to be afraid of three points of character, and it is your turn to teach a lesson?" The middle-aged man looked at the subordinate who was standing on the ground and was dying, and scolded coldly in his heart.

An hour later, the prince of Shangzhou County camped!

"Zuo Xiang, what did he say?" Prince Ying asked lightly as he played with the tea cup in his hand with gloomy eyes.

Under him, the middle-aged man he called Zuo Xiang got up in fear, and said in fear: "He said...... Want...... Want an explanation?"

The prince's eyes narrowed, staring at the middle-aged man and said, "Explain, what explanation?"

"This ......" The middle-aged man hesitated, not daring to continue.

At this time, the crown prince suddenly threw the tea cup in his hand to the ground.

"Since you want to explain, that is, you want a head, Zuo Xiang thinks, it is more appropriate to send that one over?" asked Ying Rang with a smile.

After hearing his words, the middle-aged man's body trembled suddenly, and his lips trembled: "This...... This ......"

"It's you!" Suddenly, Ying Rang suddenly got up, grabbed Han Lichun who was kneeling on the ground, and slammed his five fingers on his Heavenly Spirit cover, and in an instant, his fingers were like sharp spikes, piercing into Han Lichun's scalp.

A large amount of blood spilled from Han Lichun's head, instantly staining his face red.

Then, Win Rang sneered, shook his hand outward, threw Han Lichun's body out, and said in a cold voice: "Cut off his head and give it to Lord Zuo Xiang!"

"Lord Zuo Xiang, is this explanation okay?" Win let a pair of beast-like cold eyes fall on the middle-aged man, causing the latter to be soaked in a cold air.

"Good...... Good ......" The middle-aged man trembled all over, and his butt went limp, and he didn't know where he got the strength to answer the other party.