"Wait a minute!"
The prince is the decision-maker for this trip.
Although he is only thirteen years old, his thoughts are far more mature and stable than those of ordinary people.
He forcibly suppressed the idea of making achievements and temporarily suspended the plan to search for Fu Bugui.
The group of people he led were slightly embarrassed when facing Jinchang. If they were penetrated by others, big problems would inevitably arise.
The snipe and the clam competed for the fisherman's profit, and the prince obviously did not want to be the snipe and the clam.
He focused on the two figures on the white curtain, and then looked at Dong Zhongshu.
"How long can Dr. Dong's spells last?" the prince asked.
"A quarter of an hour!"
Behind the curtain, Dong Zhongshu pinched his fingers and gave a brief response.
If he hadn't used means to adjust Zhang Xuezhou's air points so that the opponent's mana at the peak of the pulse state could be infused into the blood throughout his body, the time for this spell would have been even shorter.
This does not stem from the persistence of his magic power, but from the insufficient casting medium.
It is obviously difficult for Zhang Xuezhou to continue extracting mana for a longer period of time.
For Zhang Xuezhou, this continuous extraction of mana is no different from the consumption of spell casting.
Once Zhang Xuezhou's mana enters a state of exhaustion, Dong Zhongshu will be unable to do anything.
Even when Zhang Xuezhou's magic power declined significantly, it became difficult for him to cast spells, and it was difficult for him to maintain the unity of heaven and man, and he was easily noticed by Jinchang.
The world is big, but the world of great cultivators is not big. There are less than a thousand cultivators like Dong Zhongshu in the territory of the Han Dynasty.
Dong Zhongshu needed to obey the court's arrangements, but he also couldn't afford to cause trouble like Jinchang.
There is no good fault among the leaders of any faction, not to mention the leader of a large faction like Jinchang, whose cultivation level is even higher than that of Dong Zhongshu.
If Jinchang finds out that he is paying attention to him behind the scenes, regardless of whether the attention is directed at Fu Bugui or something else, as long as Jinchang finds out, the other party will definitely take advantage of Dong Zhongshu.
The prince will be fine, but Dong Zhongshu is hard to say.
This made Dong Zhongshu extremely conservative when casting spells. Once he found it difficult to maintain his condition, he would not be able to continue casting spells.
On the curtain, the sound of slaps was still loud.
"If you have the guts, slap me harder!" Hao Bugui yelled in pain, "Just slap me to death."
"It's just to invigorate your brain," Jinchang said calmly: "If the fan is too heavy, it will easily overfill your blood and vitality, which will affect the quality of my puppet creation!"
"伱......"
"Senior Brother, don't worry, Junior Brother will be very careful when making puppets," Jinchang said: "I will be very careful to insert the puppet wires into your body, so as not to hurt your life!"
"You are so cruel!"
"I will keep your head so that you can still maintain the ability to think independently. When you pass on the Nine Heavens inheritance to me, you will be free at that time. It will be up to you to choose whether you live or die," Jinchang said.
"Ah~"
Jinchang did what he said and exceeded everyone's expectations.
His slap almost turned Hao Bugui into a pig's head, and then he started to directly target Hao Bugui's body.
On the curtain, the screams of Fu Bugui echoed dozens of meters away.
Everyone saw Jinchang take a small hair-like silk thread and insert it from Hao Bugui's wrist.
As the blood circulates in Fu Bugui's body, this thread continues to penetrate deeper.
Maybe it was fear, or maybe it was pain, but the screams kept coming.
The prince frowned upon hearing this.
He still had the simple sense of justice of a young man in his heart. He tightened his grip on the sword at his waist and tried to stand up several times, but he forced himself to sit down again.
The prince couldn't afford to gamble without knowing another wave of people.
Even Jinchang was afraid of that wave of people, and they had to use extremely cruel punishments against Gu Bugui. Obviously, they could not act wantonly.
If the prince's guess was correct, the wave of people should arrive very quickly.
He needs to plan ahead and not rush in headlong.
With the full view of the scene, it was impossible for him to miss on his own initiative.
The screams of Fu Bugui lingered in the prince's mind, and he finally closed his eyes to hide the impact of the screams in his body.
One general's achievements will lead to thousands of bones drying up, let alone an emperor.
If he wants to be a true emperor, his heart cannot be soft.
He will see many people die, including those close to him.
The painful screams before him were just the beginning.
This was far from the limit of the grief he had to bear in his life, nor was it the limit of the horrors he had seen.
"Your Highness?"
When Wei Qing's voice whispered in his ear, the prince came out of his thoughts and opened his eyes.
"somebody is coming!"
Wei Qing pointed at the curtain.
Perhaps it was because Cuo Bugui's cry was too high-pitched and tragic, and the speed of another wave of people coming was faster than Wei Qing imagined.
"she?"
The prince concentrated, paying attention to the sudden appearance of a female figure on the curtain.
"She's the only one?" the prince asked suspiciously.
"She is the only one at the moment!" Wei Qing replied.
Jinchang was talking about a group of people, but only one person came now.
The prince closed his eyes and didn't notice how the other party came, and Wei Qing didn't see clearly how the other party came with his eyes open.
The figure of the other party appeared on the scene suddenly.
If a reason needs to be given, perhaps only Dong Zhongshu knows it.
"Her speed was too fast. My technique didn't capture her figure. It didn't show anything relevant until the woman stopped!"
Behind the curtain, Dong Zhongshu quickly cleared up the doubts.
At the same time, the woman's voice came from the curtain.
"Jinchang, you can't escape my grasp!" the woman said.
"Kong Ning!"
Jinchang slowly stood up as he kept probing the puppet string into Hao Bugui's body.
He stared at this extremely dangerous woman, and there was no lack of hatred for Cuo Bugui in his heart.
If he could gather all the cultivation skills of the Yin Yang family, why would he end up running for his life in such a mess?
Hundreds of years ago, the ancestors of the Yin Yang family were so powerful that they were treated with courtesy by the king, and were on equal footing with the strongest lords of the Holy Land.
And today, the leader of the nine-person sect of the Yin-Yang family was actually wanted.
Even the Holy Land of Evil Luoschuan directly issued a killing order to him, whether he wanted to die or live.
Of course Jinchang knew the reason for this killing order.
But he prides himself on doing things well, so there should be no clues left.
He suddenly looked back, only to realize that the strength of his attack was still a little weaker, perhaps because he was involved in the death of the Shiyin Holy Son.
It was probably King Jinchan who fanned the flames, which led to his current end.
However, killing Dharma King Golden Toad and eradicating the roots will inevitably lead to the investigation of the Evil Luoschuan Holy Land, and he may even have to bear the main cause of the matter. If he does not kill Dharma King Golden Toad, he will have to take the back seat. This consequence makes it difficult for Jinchang to have many choices.
In the final analysis, Dharma King Jinchan was too arrogant. He kept fighting for his master and others, and he happened to be clearing Jinchang.
"Son of a bitch!"
After thinking clearly about the reason for the killing order, Jinchang couldn't help but cursed.
His curse made Hao Bugui's body tremble slightly, and Kong Ning, the woman opposite, also narrowed her eyes slightly.
"Come and die!"
Kong Ning stretched out his arms, and the man attacked nearly a hundred meters in a short moment.
The Yan Shuang Fei Sword in her hand was thrust towards Jinchang, and then plunged into an afterimage.
As soon as the blow fell, Jinchang's figure was nowhere to be seen.
Kong Ning stood up and stared at the undulating terrain around him.
Her speed is not the strongest in the Three Realms, but she is among the top ones. No one can escape under her nose so easily.
"He used the puppet silk thread to pull and dodge. The man is behind a tree fifty steps to the right!"
When Kong Ning kept searching, she only heard a low voice on the ground, which made her have no hesitation.
With a rapid body strike, she slashed behind the tree fifty steps away with her two daggers.
There was a slight sound of the thread being cut, and Jinchang's hidden figure appeared behind the tree.
"My good senior brother..."
Jinchang made a low gnashing sound, but he had no more time to speak.
The violent figure came again, and Jinchang's body immediately twisted.
"Die!"
Kong Ning used two daggers, one piercing his chest and the other piercing his waist.
The distance of dozens of steps was only between the steps of ordinary people, and the rapid attack made her blow particularly terrifying.
Anyone who practices magic will have a headache facing such an opponent, and may even fall in an instant.
There was a dull explosion from Jinchang's body, and a trace of satisfaction appeared on Kong Ning's face.
"Jinchang used puppetry to replace his real body, and the real him has fled westward!"
"Um?"
The voice describing the traces came again, and Kong Ning slashed with the double daggers he held.
The body in front of him was cut off horizontally, but strangely no blood was shed.
In this body, there are no internal organs, and it lacks flesh and bones.
Like an inflated person, as Kong Ning cut it off, the body quickly shriveled up and fell to the ground along with a pile of clothes.
"Brother, I am already five hundred meters away from you at this time. You can no longer determine where I am after the operation!"
There was a faint voice in the air, obviously full of Jinchang's hatred.
"But don't think that the person coming in front of you is the savior. Hehe, the leader of the Yin Yang Jiutian Sect has refused to return!"
This time, Jinchang did not call Zhao Bugui his senior brother, but directly called him by name, and even added the title of Zhao Bugui.
"So you're not returning? I worked so hard to find you!"
Kong Ning took a deep breath, feeling a little annoyed about missing Jinchang again.
But when she heard Jinchang Xu's name, her eyes suddenly became more interested.
It is difficult to kill Jinchang, and there is no difference between capturing Cuo Bugui and completing the tasks in the Holy Land Killing Order.
Kong Ning felt that she could not find anything after wearing iron shoes. Everything was obtained without any effort. She actually encountered Cuo Bugui when she was chasing Jinchang.
Compared with Jinchang, who had various methods, Cuo Bugui, who was lying on the ground and twitching, was obviously much easier to deal with.
