"What about adding another snare?" Jing Zhou said lightly, then turned around and left.
Zi Nu frowned slightly: "The net..."
"Is the net going to be involved in South Korea's internal strife?"
At dawn, it was quiet in Zilan Pavilion, and the building was quiet.
Arriving at Yan Lingji's room, Jing Zhou knocked on the door twice and walked in.
The room was empty, and the beautiful figure had long since disappeared.
"You, you have left after all. Since you are reluctant to leave, why bother yourself? A drop of kindness should be repaid with a spring of water, and you are clear about your grudges."
How could Yan Lingji's abnormality be hidden from him?
But this was her own choice, and Jingzhou couldn't say much.
Perhaps Yan Lingji, who has clear grievances and grievances, is the Yan Lingji in his impression.
The next day, news came from Xinzheng that the prince had been kidnapped.
The king of Han was furious and the whole country was shocked.
At this time, the entire three floors of the Prince's Mansion were densely packed with Korean forbidden troops wearing armor and carrying weapons.
"Ninth Young Master, the streets of the Prince's Mansion have been blocked, surrounded on three floors, and entered a state of martial law. The General's Mansion has also sent help." Zhang Liang briefly explained the situation outside the Prince's Mansion.
"Ah haha, the general is still thoughtful." Han Fei looked around for a few times, turned to Mo Crow and smiled: "I heard that you are the right-hand man of the general, Zifang, we have to do a good job this time Thank you, General Ji, for sending Commander Mo Crow over."
"I have met the Ninth Young Master in my humble position." Mo Ya bowed respectfully.
Han Fei nodded, "Has Commander Mo Crow ever investigated the situation in the Prince's Mansion?"
Mo Ya took out a map and said: "I have already investigated the situation. All the guards in the Prince's Mansion have been controlled by thieves. Tianze's three subordinates, Bai Du Wang, Yan Ling Ji and Wushuang Ghost, have controlled the east, west and south respectively. An entrance."
"Yan Lingji?" Han Fei sighed and said, "Zifang, tell me, how should Brother Jing compensate us this time? Miss Yan Lingji, this is a hot potato."
Han Fei stood up from the ground, took two steps forward, stared at the walls of the Prince's Mansion and said, "What about these walls?"
"The wall is covered with strange poisons and cannot be crossed. Brother Han, since it is a hot potato, why bother to pick it up with your hands? When it cools down, it will naturally stop being hot."
A voice came from above.
What followed was the sound of horse hoofbeats.
The guards on the three floors inside and outside heard a slight commotion when they heard the sound of horse hooves. They all looked up at the sky and saw a black horse approaching slowly in mid-air.
A man was hunched over immediately.
Every time the horse took a step forward, a stream of water emerged from the void and turned into a path, falling under the horse's hooves.
The water flow that originally dispersed at the first touch was now able to lift a person and a horse, which shocked everyone.
"Brother Jing, the way you came here is too... too special. I know you are extraordinary, but you don't need to use this method to prove that you are handsome. You say so, Brother Wei Zhuang... "Han Fei turned around and saw four horse hooves through the thin water.
Wei Zhuang hugged Shark Tooth and turned a deaf ear to Han Fei's words. He was really constantly evaluating Jing Zhou's strength in his heart.
As far as he knew, the Yin and Yang family had five branches: metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, and each branch had a very powerful technique. Presumably what Jingzhou used at this time was the Jiuqi Feng Shui of the water branch.
"It's him!" Mo Yatong shrank, and then remembered the leg skills that followed him everywhere. Even in the fight with Wei Zhuang in the prison two days ago, he did not suffer such serious injuries.
"Da da da"
"Da da da"
The sound of the horse's hooves sounded louder and clearer, as if they were stepping on white marble.
"Hiss~"
With a rein of the horse's head, Jing Zhou stopped in front of Han Fei and the others. He picked up a bottle of wine from the horse and threw it towards Han Fei: "I knew you had no wine to drink here, so I brought you a bottle of wine." Pot, how about this compensation?"
"Do you still feel that potato is hot to your touch at this time?"
"Hahaha, Brother Jing still understands me." Han Fei held the wine bottle in a panic, smiled and breathed a sigh of relief, then took off the lid and asked, "Well, the wine is good, but this one seems to be a little short." Well, with Brother Jing’s status, you can still have ten pots and eight pots at least."
"This potato is naturally hot to the touch. Even if you don't pick it up with your hands, it will come over and scald you. If you wait until it cools down, you don't know how long it will take. What do you think about the ovary?"
Zhang Liang smiled bitterly.
Jingzhou smiled and said: "That's right, Zifang, you can judge it. Should this be ten pots or eight pots?"
"This...ah haha..." Zhang Liang smiled awkwardly and shook his head quickly at Han Fei, "Brother Han, if you want a drink, there is no need to make such an excuse..."
"Zifang, you...how can you stand with Brother Jing?" Han Fei sighed and said with great disappointment: "Forget it, forget it, it's good to get a bottle. Well, this wine is really good. ."
At this time, a person came up to Han Fei and said, "Ninth Young Master, taking the Crown Prince as a hostage, the price demanded by the other party is obviously high for such an important bargaining chip. It concerns the safety of His Highness, the Prince, and both the King and the Fourth Young Master are worried. I wonder, what good advice does Ninth Young Master have?"
Jingzhou followed the voice and saw that the person speaking was wearing a black shirt, with a resolute face, and was carrying a big bow.
If he remembered correctly, this person should be Han Qiancheng, the adopted son of Fourth Young Master Han Yu. This man is good at using a bow, and his archery skills are on par with Zhong Limei's. He is a famous marksman, and his strength is not inferior to that of Bai Feng.
Han Fei said "hmm", yawned and said, "Now that Brother Jing is here, it's only a matter of time to rescue the prince. Qiancheng doesn't need to worry."
Han Qiancheng nodded and stepped aside.
Jingzhou turned on his horse and came to the forbidden army: "Give me the gun in your hand."
The Imperial Guard was stunned for a moment, then straightened up and handed the gun to Jing Zhou.
After taking the gun and weighing it in his hand, Jingzhou drove his horse towards the prince's residence: "Leave Wushuang Gui to me, and leave the rest to Brother Han."
Han Fei chuckled, turned to Wei Zhuang and said, "Brother Wei Zhuang, let's make a battle plan first. Brother Jing will deal with the Wushuang Ghost. You go..."
"What a waste!" Wei Zhuang snorted coldly, interrupted Han Fei's words, and walked towards the direction of the King of Hundred Poisons.
"Hey, I know you are all cool, but you don't have to act cool like this, right?" Han Fei shouted, the air was so calm that it was scary.
Seeing no one reply, Han Fei sighed, hugged Zhang Liang and said, "Zifang, do you think those who know kung fu are all so straightforward?"
"Brother Han, I don't know if they are going straight or not. Liang only knows that Brother Jing is not only powerful in kung fu, but also capable of mind control." Zhang Liang's eyes fell on the former forbidden soldier, and he saw his eyes were dull. After a long moment, Yes, I thought for a moment, my body trembled, and my eyes returned to normal.
Han Fei pouted and said, "Zifang, can you tell me something I'm good at? For example, drinking wine and reciting poems?"
"Look, whether it's you or Brother Jing, Brother Wei Zhuang, well, even Honglian can do some kung fu. Now I regret it a little. Why didn't I learn some cool kung fu in the first place?"
Zhang Liang shook his head and smiled bitterly.
Prince's Mansion
Wushuang Ghost closed his eyes tightly and sat on a giant pillar. He was like a door god, guarding the courtyard of the Prince's Mansion.
The whole yard was empty except for a large pine tree standing on the side.
"Da da da"
The horse's hooves stepped on the stone slabs, and the sound was crisp and clear.
Wushuang opened his eyes fiercely, got up from the stone pillar, held the iron chain around the stone pillar with one hand, raised the stone pillar upright, and smashed it to the ground with a "bang", smashing the stone slab under his feet.
"Interesting, I don't know how you will deal with that big man this time." Mo Ya followed Jing Zhou and looked at the spear in his hand with interest.
The last time he and Jing Zhou fought, he didn't see the man using weapons.
Jing Zhou saw Mo Ya following him, looking like he was watching a show, and couldn't help but smile: "Mo Ya, your injury healed very quickly. We haven't seen you for a few days, and you look lively and energetic again."
"In the business of licking blood from the edge of a knife, wounds are commonplace, so I'm used to it." Mo Ya crossed his arms in front of him, his eyes turned back and forth on Jing Zhou and Wushuang Ghost, and thought to himself: "This big man looks quite intimidating. , that man is also very strong, I don’t know how long the two of them can fight.”
Jingzhou said, "Then do you want to change your career to something other than licking blood with a knife? People will never get tired of licking blood all day long."
"I don't need to worry about this, Young Master. If Mo Ya wants to change one day, he will naturally not forget Young Master." Mo Ya jumped up and landed on the eaves, with a look on his face like "I'm just watching a show" look.
"Kacha"
"Kacha"
Wushuang Ghost pinched his fingers and made a crisp sound.
Then the other person roared, the sound was deafening, like an ancient giant beast.
Jing Zhou clamped his legs between the horse's belly, the man and the horse became one, and stabbed the Wushuang Ghost with one shot.
"What a fast gun!"
Mo Ya's expression condensed. Even from a distance, he could feel the chill on the tip of the gun.
Wushuang Ghost did not dodge, his eyes were slightly closed, and his hands were stretched out in front of him to resist.
The tip of the spear pierced his hands, and the flames shot out. Invisible air currents spread from his palms to all sides, shaking the thick pine trees on the side and scattering pine needles all over the place.
Mo Ya was startled and asked in shock: "You blocked it?" Judging from the momentum of that shot, Mo Ya felt that if it were him who took the weapon forcefully, he would at least be shocked to the point of blood boiling. If he took it with his bare hands, he would be shocked. A gun can kill you or make you cripple you.
"Copper skin and iron bones are indeed a defense that even shark teeth cannot break." Jingzhou sighed secretly. Although the gun in his hand cannot keep up with the Aoxue Plum Blossom Spear given to him by Ying Zheng, and the black horse cannot keep up with Tayun, but with the blessing of his great strength and true energy, the power of this gun is enough to easily pierce through the gate of the Prince's Mansion. A stone lion as tall as a person.
"Dang Dang Dang"
Jing Zhou stabbed out several spears in succession, hitting Wushuang Ghost's body, but only sparks flew out, and not even an inch of skin was broken.
He steered his horse away from Wushuang Ghost's iron fist, and Jingzhou whispered: "No wonder Wei Zhuang was beaten to the point of vomiting blood by this guy!"
This is the first time I fight Wushuang Ghost. If I don’t know his background, I’m afraid I’m going to suffer a lot.
This queen is not only copper-clad and iron-clad, but also extremely powerful. Even Shengqi is far inferior to him in terms of strength alone.
