Zi Qinghao's calm eyes secretly froze, knowing that this was by no means a good errand!

Now the army of fire demons has been wiped out by Hangchuan, but Panhong also ordered himself to go deep into the hinterland of Hangchuan alone, which is simply a chance to risk his own life!

Seeing that Panhong showed a demeanor of "those who oppose me die", Zi Qinghao simply said: "Obey!"

"Qing Hao—Qing Hao—" A dying cry came from the water.

Zi Qinghao looked into the water, and saw that Lu Qi was soaked in the water, and he was about to sink, desperately waving his arms to call for help.

Lu Qi has been Zi Qinghao's right-hand man since he was in Zijiacheng, so when Zi Qinghao was assigned by his father to Panhong, he also brought Lu Qi with him.

Without saying a word, Zi Qinghao fished Lu Qi out of the flood and carried him with his sword.

"Lu Qi, that old thing in Panhong wants me to sneak into the high ground to sneak attack, if I take you to death, I will send you ashore, and you will run for your life!" Zi Qinghao avoided the heavy siege of the Hanging River Guards while transporting Lu Qi to the rear.

"Qinghao!wait-" Lu Qi choked a few mouthfuls of water, coughed a few times, grabbed Zi Qinghao's elbow and said, "If you want to live, you have to find Hangchuan!"

Zi Qinghao knew that Lu Qi had always been sharp-witted, and hurriedly asked, "What do you say?"

Lu Qi leaned close to Zi Qinghao's ear and muttered a few words.

Listening to Lu Qi's words, Zi Qinghao's face was cloudy, he hesitated for a moment, and said awe-inspiringly: "I have to do this now!"

While resisting the encirclement and suppression of the Hanging River Guards, Zi Qinghao quickly counted more than 20 people who could still resist the sword, avoided the confrontation between the two armies, and quietly swept towards the last high ground of the Hanging River!

And on the side of the Hanging River Prince's Palace, a group of busy palace people surrounded a young man, carefully dressing him in a blue soft armor suit.

The young man held his head high, and proudly the palace people tied the rope of his helmet, and at this time, two young men, one fat and one thin, came from outside the hall.

"Prince—" The tall and fat young man said with a flattering smile, courteously helping the palace people pick up Yan Jie's armor.

Most of them praised first: "I almost can't recognize the prince's dress, I will definitely be able to show my skills later!"

Yan Jie's chin lowered slightly, and a pair of fine eyes with flying eyes stared at Dadu and the long pole and said: "Less nonsense, you are indispensable! Change your armor and go with me!"

"Ahh

"What, don't you want to go with me?" Yan Jie looked at the two of them with cold eyes.

"Oh, I'll go, I'll go! Most of them laughed loudly twice, and immediately picked up their outfits and changed them on the spot.

The long pole on the side still hesitated and lowered his head and rubbed his hands, and said in embarrassment: "Prince, don't embarrass me, you also know that I don't have much strength, and when the time comes, I will trouble you to save me-"

"Okay, okay! It's really long-winded! Don't pull it down!" Yan Jie didn't know what he was thinking, he just glanced at him blankly, not wanting to talk to him more.

After a cup of tea, Yan Jie and Dadu had finished changing their clothes, and hurriedly walked out of the main hall, walking towards the thousands of light cavalry guards who were on standby, Yan Jie and Dadu each stepped on a huge snow sculpture and led their troops to rush to the periphery of the high ground.

This rider had just left the dust, and a sneaky figure appeared between the pillars outside the prince's palace.

This man is weak and can't help the wind, but he is better than the long hands and feet are very flexible, he borrowed the cover of the thick round columns, quickly put it through and through, and in a moment, he came to the back garden of the prince's palace.

This person is one of Yan Jie's entourage-Long Pole.

He carefully brushed aside the ice grass in the back garden, watched for a moment, saw that there was no one around, and conveniently jumped to the spacious ground in the middle. There was also a stone arch in the depths of the back garden, and from inside came a whimper of varying lengths.

The long pole stood on tiptoe and walked to the dimly lit round door.

"Ha-woo-ha-"

Under the shadow of the tree lay an iron cage more than a man high, and a huge living creature sensed that someone was approaching, and immediately waved its limbs and slapped the cage frantically.

The long pole trotted all the way, put his face close to the iron cage with both hands, and whispered to the spirit beast imprisoned inside: "Little monkey, don't make noise, I'll save you out!"

"Ha-ha-ha-" The spirit beast gasped sharply in its throat, its sharp nails scratching at the long rod.

The long pole was afraid that the louder and louder screams would attract people, so he hurriedly took out a ripe fruit from his arms, fed the spirit beast through the cage, and whispered: "Little monkey eat, I am your master, don't make noise-"

"You're not going to work. A voice rang out behind the pole, but when the man came behind him, the pole didn't notice.

When the long pole turned back in horror, he saw a dignified-looking young man, smiling kindly at him.

"Who are you!" the long pole stood up sharply, and stared at the man who looked seven or eight years older than the long pole, and was a head taller.

The young man did not answer the words of the long pole, but put his left hand on the front of the robe, and pinched out a dying sable between his index and middle fingers.

Suddenly, the young man's right arm flashed around his waist, and the soft sword wrapped around his waist slashed at the iron cage, instantly cutting a one-foot-long crack in the iron cage.

The young man pinched the sable's tail and threw it into the cage, and the next second, the spirit beast in the cage keenly bit the sable's throat and quickly swallowed it into its belly.

"This is a ghost ape, and it does not eat fruit. The young man smiled at the pole.

Although he did not know this young man, he saw that he had no ill intentions, so he snorted boldly: "Of course I know that this is a ghost ape, but this is my little monkey, and no one else knows, it used to be very fond of eating fruits." ”

"yes. The young man bowed his head and smiled, his smile was rather bitter, and he said slowly: "Not only does it love to eat fruit, but it also often picks fruit for its master, if it were not for it, its owner would have starved to death in the wilderness." However, this little monkey is so naughty that he has to go to the Necromantic Tree to pick fruit—"

The young man muttered to himself, but his face was blue and white......

The long pole stared at the young man with round eyes, and said in astonishment: "You—you know everything!"

The young man did not pay attention to the stunned look of the long rod, but still said to himself: "Although the little monkey has become a ghost ape, he has not forgotten his master, even if there are bad people who use the master as bait and let the little monkey eat the master, the little monkey will not ......"

"You-you-you-" The long rod straightened his eyes, his chest heaved violently, and he staggered backwards.

The young man held the long pole steadily, his palm hung in the air, and as soon as he loosened the lanyard wrapped around his fingertips, an old jade plaque fell in front of the long pole.

The long rod stared in disbelief at the jade plaque in the young man's hand, only to see a name engraved on it that was about to be smoothed out - Qin Changhui.