In a small alley not far from the palace, Princess Wanling and her group, who were going to rush back to the palace, were stopped, and the person who stopped Princess Wanling was a woman, this woman was wearing a black tights and holding two slender daggers...... Right!"

Although the woman said it was a question, but in an affirmative tone, Wan Ling knew that the comer was not good after hearing it, but Wan Ling also knew that since the woman stopped herself and others, she must have already known her identity, and even if she quibbled, it was useless, so Wan Ling nodded generously and said: "Yes, I am Wan Ling, who are you? Why did you stop us?"

"Princess Wanling, may I introduce myself, my name is ...... Poor cicada!" said with a smile, yes, this woman is the poor cicada who had a grudge with Xuan Fantasy ten years ago, only to hear the poor cicada laugh: "Princess Wanling, I have no intention of being an enemy of you, I just want to ask you to borrow one...... Stuff. ”

After hearing the words of the poor cicada, Wan Ling subconsciously touched her waist, there was a bag hanging there, and the bag contained the golden key that Taikang gave to Wan Ling, Wan Ling knew very well that there was nothing worthy of the poor cicada's attention except for this key, and the thing that the poor cicada wanted to borrow must be this key, and sure enough, I heard the poor cicada smile lightly: "What I want to borrow is the golden key in the bag on your waist!"

"Don't think!" Wan Ling immediately refused, this key is the key to the secret vault of the royal family of the Great Xia Dynasty, the relationship is very serious, Wan Ling will not give it to the poor cicada no matter what, and the poor cicada also knows this very well, so her question is just a formality, the poor cicada sighed slightly: "Alas, I originally wanted to let you live, but unfortunately you won't cherish it yourself, then you can't blame me!"

As the poor cicada's words fell, a scream suddenly came from among the disciples of the Tianji Camp who were guarding Wan Ling's side, and everyone hurriedly turned their heads to look, only to see that the disciple of the Tianji Camp who had just screamed was now covering his abdomen in pain, and the bright red could be seen from the gap between his fingers, it was obvious that someone was secretly attacking, and everyone immediately strengthened their vigilance, but unfortunately it was of little use, and the screams sounded one after another, and in about three minutes, more than ten elite disciples of the Tianji Camp had fallen to the ground.

Although Taikang asked Ding Yong to send elite disciples of the Tianji Battalion to protect Wan Ling, because the golden key that Wan Ling carried was very important, in order not to be discovered by Youdu, the smaller the target, the better, so Ding Yong only sent more than ten elite disciples to protect Wan Ling, but although the number of these disciples is not large, but each of them is a master who has been in battle for a long time. A hundredfold number of Youdu soldiers can also protect Wan Ling's whole body and retreat, but after all, the disciples of the Tianji Battalion are practicing the art of battlefield fighting, and they are far inferior to the Lingyu disciples who specialize in this way in terms of preventing assassination, so in front of the killers brought by the poor cicadas, these disciples of the Tianji Camp are simply difficult to resist.

"If you give me the key earlier, won't there be nothing?" Poor Cicada said as he walked towards Wan Ling, Wan Ling looked at the disciple of the Tianji Camp who fell to the ground, and held the bag with the key tightly in her hand with both hands, although she was the only one left now, but Wan Ling did not show the slightest fear, and the poor cicada couldn't help but sigh when she saw this: "It is worthy of being the princess of the dynasty, and she is really brave, I will give you another chance, give me the key, and I will leave, how about it?"

"Don't give it!" Wan Ling said categorically, the poor cicada showed a look of helplessness on her face after hearing it, she shook her head and said: "I have given you two chances, but you didn't grasp it, since that's the case...... You're welcome, kill her and take the key!"

With a soft cry from the poor cicada, a dagger stabbed out of the space behind Wan Ling, and Wan Ling was unaware of this, just when Wan Ling was about to be poisoned, a golden light crossed Wan Ling's back, and then a figure in white appeared on Wan Ling's side, with the appearance of this man in white, Wan Ling's back suddenly revealed the appearance of a poor cicada dead man, this poor cicada dead man held the dagger in his hand and made the appearance of stabbing Wan Ling, but his movements had stagnated because he was dead.

"I haven't seen you for so many years, you're still the same, you're still doing these shady things, poor cicada!" The man in white looked at the poor cicada and sneered, the poor cicada saw the pupils of the man in white shrink, and then the poor cicada also sneered: "I haven't seen you for many years, but you have changed a lot, fantasy!"

"Fantasy, is he the fantasy that my father asked me to find?" Wan Ling looked at Fantasy and thought in surprise, why did Fantasy appear here? In fact, it is a coincidence that Xuan Xuan Xuan planned to go directly to the palace after chasing and killing Wu Zhongxian, but on the way, Xuan Xuan felt a few very familiar breaths, not that the owner of these breaths Xuan Xuan knew it, but because the aura of these people had an obvious poor cicada dead man style, and the appearance of these people attracted Xuan Xuan's attention, so Xuan Xuan temporarily gave up his plan to go to the palace and instead tracked down these poor cicada dead soldiers.

Soon after tracking, Xuan Fantasy found the breath of a few poor cicada dead soldiers, and the location of these poor cicada dead soldiers was exactly the same as the location of these poor cicada dead soldiers he tracked, Xuan Fantasy immediately realized that this was someone calling the poor cicada dead soldiers, and Xuan Fantasy, who was very curious about the identity of this person, had been secretly following, because Xuan Fantasy's cultivation was much higher than these poor cicada dead soldiers, and the extremely high realm of Xuan Fantasy could perfectly control his own strength, so under the full concealment of Xuan Fantasy, even the poor cicada dead man who was good at concealment could not find out that he was being followed, so Xuan Fantasy followed all the way, and finally saw the scene of Fang Cai。

Through the dialogue between the poor cicada and Wan Ling, Xuan Xuan understood that the poor cicada's goal was a key in Wan Ling's bag, although Xuan Xuan didn't know how important that key was, but looking at Wan Ling's table must be very important, otherwise it would not have been so guarded by a dynasty princess, and at this moment, the poor cicada ordered the poor cicada dead man who was ambushed behind Wan Ling to kill her, and Xuan Fantasy, who couldn't stand it, killed the poor cicada dead man with a sword and appeared in front of the two.

Although Xuan Ling indicated her identity, Wan Ling didn't dare to believe her immediately, although Wan Ling also knew that Xuan Ling's identity was very likely to be true, but she really couldn't afford to gamble, and Xuan Ling also knew that it was a bit unrealistic to let Wan Ling believe in herself immediately, and the top priority was not to let Wan Ling believe in herself, but to defeat these poor cicada dead, thinking of this, Xuan Ling sneered: "It seems that Youdu doesn't have much trust in Wu Zhongxian, even he doesn't know that you, the Lord of the Poor Cicadas, are actually in Jiuli City!"

Wu Zhongxian...... Oh, you mean that big fat man, he's just a dog raised by our secret capital, what do we masters want to do, he doesn't want to know!" The poor cicada said indifferently, hearing the words of the poor cicada, Xuan Xuan couldn't help but shake his head in his heart, it seems that this Wu Zhongxian is indeed a failure to be a man, and then Xuan Xuan asked, "What do you want the key for?"

"What to do? of course open the Imperial Treasury and take something out of it. Poor Cicada said, and at this moment, Wan Ling, who had been listening, couldn't help but say: "Don't be delusional, the dynasty secret vault can only be opened by the royal bloodline with the key, even if you get the key from me, you will definitely not be able to open the dynasty vault!"

"Royal blood, good royal blood, hahaha...... You have royal blood, you think I ...... Isn't it?" Poor Cicada smiled, Wan Ling's face changed after hearing it, but Xuan Xuan suddenly remembered a story he had heard when he was in Tianhe Pass, and that story was the origin of the two sects, Xuan Xuan immediately said: "It is rumored that the poor cicada line originated from the Emperor Xuan, and the bloodline of the Great Xia Dynasty was passed on from Xuan Huan, Xuan Huan and Emperor Xuan Xuan were uncles and nephews, if it is calculated according to this, it is ......"

"I and Princess Wanling are still distant relatives by blood!" Poor Cicada smiled lightly, Xuan Xuan's face sank slightly, if there has been no error in the bloodline inheritance of the poor cicada, then the poor cicada can really be regarded as having royal blood in his body, if so, once the key falls into the hands of the poor cicada, the things in the royal secret vault will also become the poor cicada's bag, and the Xuan Illusion, who wants to understand this, immediately said: "In this case, I can only use my strength to cut off your heart to grab the key!"

"Strength...... Do you think I'm still the same person I was ten years ago?" the poor cicada said with both hands from his waist, and two daggers appeared in the hands of the poor cicada, these two daggers were all jet black, and there was no reflection in the sun, Xuan Fantasy immediately saw that these two daggers were extraordinary, maybe there was still some gap with his own Seven Killing Sword, but it was definitely a top-level weapon in the wilderness, the non-reflective dagger with the poor cicada's assassination technique, it was really an excellent combination, it seems that the poor cicada has made a lot of progress in the past ten years.

"Whether you are the same ten years ago or not, the result will be the same!" Xuan Xuan said indifferently, he did not have the slightest sign of drawing his sword, as if the poor cicada's dagger was two toothpicks, and it could not pose the slightest threat to him, the poor cicada's face sank when she saw this, she was not angry, because she knew that Xuan Xuan was trying to provoke her, once a killer lost her normal heart, then she would not be able to exert all her strength, and the poor cicada took a deep breath and slowly disappeared.

Seeing this, Xuan Xuan took two steps back and protected Wan Ling's body, he couldn't figure out if the poor cicada would be attacking the west, on the surface, it seemed that he was going to do it with himself, but in fact, he took the opportunity to sneak attack Wan Ling to snatch the key, the cautious Xuan Xuan didn't like to take that risk, it was better to be cautious, the poor cicada didn't make a move for about five minutes after it disappeared, if it weren't for the fact that Xuan Xuan could still vaguely feel the breath of the poor cicada from the surroundings, he would probably think that the poor cicada had gone.

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed, this black shadow stabbed her heart from the back of Wan Ling, Xuan Xuan suddenly retreated a step back to Wan Ling's side, he reached out and grabbed the black shadow's wrist, but then Xuan Xuan frowned, because when he caught an ordinary poor cicada dead man, not the poor cicada himself, at this moment, dozens of black shadows attacked from all directions, and the other hand of the poor cicada dead man who was grabbed by Xuan Xuan's wrist suddenly grabbed Xuan Xuan's right hand, and then held on to it and didn't let go.

'Oops, fooled!' Xuan Xuan was shocked, he finally understood the poor cicada's plan at this time, she first let a poor cicada dead man sneak attack Wan Ling, but in fact, her purpose in doing this was to restrict her actions, the purpose of this poor cicada dead man was his right hand from the beginning, as long as he held his right hand to the death, then he would not be able to draw out the Seven Killing Sword, and his actions would be greatly restricted, Xuan Xuan sighed in his heart: "The poor cicada has indeed grown a lot over the years, at least he will play these little tricks." ’

'But you want to deal with my fantasy...... It's still too naïve!' Xuan Fantasy said, since he couldn't draw out the Seven Killing Sword, then Xuan Xuan simply didn't need the Seven Killing Sword, his left hand slapped the back of the poor cicada dead man, and the poor cicada dead man was killed immediately, but although he was dead, he still didn't let go of Xuan Xuan's right hand, and at this moment, the assassination of the poor cicada dead soldiers came, Xuan Xuan shouted at Wan Ling: "Squat!" After that, he waved the corpse in his hand as a weapon.

The corpse of the poor cicada dead man is like an indestructible shield under the infusion of fantasy mana, even a dagger of good quality is difficult to pierce, and for a while, the tiger and tiger wielding the corpse of the illusory are quite powerful, but in fact, Xuan Fantasy knows very well in his heart that this is not a good way, after all, the weight of the poor cicada dead man is hundreds of pounds there, and the swing of one hand of Xuan Fantasy will consume a lot of body, and it will inevitably reveal flaws after a long time.

Suddenly, two black rays flashed behind the fantasy, these two black rays were the two daggers of the poor cicada, the poor cicada who had been waiting for a long time finally made a move, the dagger in her left hand stabbed at the back of the fantasy, and the dagger in the right hand stabbed at the back of the illusion's heart, if these two daggers were stabbed, even if the illusion would not die on the spot, but it was estimated that he would not live long, fortunately, the illusion was very good, he had a vague premonition of the position of the poor cicada, so at the moment when the poor cicada made a move, the illusion blocked the corpse in his hand behind him.

The poor cicada's blow was to do his best, how could a mere corpse resist this blow, and in an instant the corpse was reduced to pieces in front of the poor cicada's dagger, Xuan Xuan took the opportunity to pull out his right hand, Xuan Xuan knew that it was too late to draw the sword to protect himself at this time, so he directly pressed the hilt of the sword, so that the scabbard across his waist suddenly raised and swept away the dagger stabbed by the poor cicada, and then Xuan Xuan drew his sword out of the sheath and returned to his hand with three swords in a row to force the poor cicada back.

At this moment, the poor cicada suddenly waved her hand to signal the poor cicada dead to stop attacking, she knew very well that once the fantasy sword was unsheathed, then her subordinates would just be sent to death if they went up, although the poor cicada died soldier was not afraid of death, but the senseless sacrifice should not be good, the poor cicada signaled the poor cicada dead soldiers to retreat and then took a deep look at the fantasy, and then her figure disappeared, leaving only one sentence: "Fantasy...... Our account will be settled another day!"

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