Chapter 42 Ghost Mandarin Duck

Style: Heros Author: The third update of the southern monthWords: 2626Update Time: 24/01/11 18:36:43
It was dark in Tianzhan City, but in the Zhennan Palace located in the center of the city, a maid ran out of the Prince's courtyard in a panic.

While running, he shouted: "General Manager, it's not good, the Crown Prince's life card is cracked!"

Whoosh!

A tall old man in brocade clothes appeared in front of the little maid in an instant.

"What did you say?"

"His Royal Highness's life card..."

Without waiting for the little maid to finish speaking, the old man in golden clothes rushed to the Prince's courtyard and personally checked the life tablets placed in the secret practice room.

This old man in brocade is none other than Du Zhong, the general manager of Zhennan Palace.

As soon as he arrived at the secret practice room, the second and third managers heard the noise and arrived.

"Boss Du, has something really happened to His Highness?" the second manager asked in shock.

Du Zhong stepped aside, and the second and third stewards stepped forward to take a look. They saw that the prince's life tablet, which was originally hanging on the Duobao Pavilion in the secret room, really cracked and became two halves.

This proves that their noble and noble Crown Prince is really dead.

The third manager asked: "Are there no remnant souls returning?"

The life tablets used by most of the Immortal Family are called soul-returning life tablets. In addition to indicating that something happened to the person being sacrificed, they can also send back a trace of the remaining soul in the event of death in an attempt to revive.

The Broken Blade Sect's Yin Yan was able to escape with a trace of his soul only by carrying the soul-returning life tablet.

As the eldest son of King Zhennan of the Great Wei Dynasty, Huangfu Zhao naturally had the most mysterious soul-reviving life card in addition to various life-saving means.

However, upon hearing the third manager's inquiry, the chief manager Du Zhong shook his head gloomily.

This caused a layer of cold sweat to break out on the foreheads of the second and third managers.

His Royal Highness is completely gone!

It was obvious that the person who attacked His Royal Highness was ruthless and experienced. He had already expected that His Highness was wearing a life card and killed the last remaining soul.

"Boss Du, what should we do now?"

"What else can we do? Of course, report it to the prince."

Du Zhong said coldly and walked out.

The second manager and the third manager looked at each other and saw the uneasiness in the other's eyes.

His Royal Highness is the only son of the prince, and if something happens, it will inevitably cause a huge disturbance.

They, the slaves, cannot escape the blame.



Two quarters of an hour later, Tianzhan was at Tianji Peak outside the city, at Biyeye in the south of the town.

A majestic middle-aged man wearing a python robe sat on the throne and said, "You said that my son Zhao'er is dead?"

"Yes, Your Majesty. Your Highness's life card has been broken, and... no remnant soul has returned!"

The chief steward, Du Zhong, replied bravely. The three chief stewards all knelt on the ground, their foreheads touching the ground, and they did not dare to raise them.

"Okay, very good! My only son, Huangfu Changtian, died unexpectedly. You did a good job!" The man on the throne said coldly.

Eucommia lowered her body lower to apologize.

The second manager and the third manager directly grabbed the ground with their heads, and did not dare to stop even if they were bleeding.

"Euzhong, why is there only one Yu Hui beside my son? Didn't I decree that even in Tianzhan City, Zhao'er must be protected by at least two masters, one light and one dark?"

Du Zhong still didn't dare to raise his head and replied: "Your Majesty, when His Highness went on a trip, in addition to Yu Hui, there were also two masters, Gao Yao and Yang Qian, following him."

"However, according to the news from the secret guards around His Highness, His Highness left Tianzhan City and passed by Gao Yao's hometown. He wanted to summon Gao Yao's wife and daughter to sleep with him, but Gao Yao refused and left with his wife and daughter."

The man on the throne was silent, his son could do this.

And with Gao Yao's character and status as a Nine Realm Grandmaster, he would definitely not allow it.

"What about Yang Qian?"

"Yang Qian, His Highness asked him to go to Baihuazhou, but he failed to return before His Highness entered Linggui Town."

Baihuazhou - a famous women's sect in the middle of Gezhou in the north. The women in the sect are all beautiful and incomparable.

But it is a serious sect, not a sect of obscene music such as Hehuangu and the Bliss Sect.

Its sect leader is the famous female Grand Master in Gezhou, Beizhi.

Du Zhong didn't say anything, but everyone present knew that with His Royal Highness's temperament, he must have asked the Baihua Nunu to be his concubine when he sent the sheep to move to Baihua Continent.

"Oh, are these interconnected things to show that my son is destroying himself?" The man on the throne sneered.

Du Zhong didn't dare to answer.

The second manager and the third manager knocked harder, and the bang bang bang sound of their foreheads hitting the ground resounded throughout the entire hall.

"brush!"

The man on the throne waved his python sleeve, and the second and third stewards flew out and fell on the rockery outside the hall. They passed out and did not know whether they were alive or dead.

"Eupcommia ulmoides."

"The old slave is here."

"No matter where Gao Yao and his wife and daughter escape to, kill! Yang Qian, kill! Let Jiang Han of Baihuazhou send ten true disciples over, otherwise I will crush her Baihuazhou!"

"yes!"

Eucommia responded, but did not leave immediately because he knew that the prince would definitely have more instructions.

Sure enough, after giving these three instructions, the man on the throne looked at an old man in a long gown on the left side of the hall.

"Mr. Xin, I want to know who is so bold as to kill my son, Huangfu Changtian."

This old man in a long gown, who has been silent all this time, is named Xin Kehui. He is a master of the Yin Yang family. His ability to speculate on heaven's secrets is second to none among the saints in the entire Beizhi Gezhou.

Hearing the words of the man on the throne, he shook his head and said: "Your Majesty, the old turtle Taixu stepped into the sky and has completely recovered, so it is impossible to deduce."

Huangfu Changtian raised his eyebrows slightly.

Xin Kechui added calmly: "Not just me, except for the Divine Lord of Donghua Mountain and a few other people, all the heavenly mystics magicians have difficulty in calculating what happened in the Spirit Turtle Cave."

"That old turtle, his rank is too high!"

Huangfu remained silent for a long time.

Du Zhong, the chief steward, reminded in a low voice: "Your Majesty, according to the old tortoise's migration history, only a few people who have obtained the letter talisman can return to their hometown with them. All other foreigners will be left behind on the way."

"As long as we find those people who were left behind, we will know who killed His Royal Highness!"

Huangfu Changtian looked at Xin Kechui: "Mr. Xin, please worry, I want to know when and where the old turtle will leave these people behind."

"It should be."

Huangfu Changtian left, but the entire Bieye Hall and even the entire Tianzhan City were filled with a cold murderous intent.



Linggui Town, the ruins of the Demon Burial Ground.

After Zhang Yiguan crushed the last remnant of Huangfu Zhao's soul with his fingers, he put away the paper man Yin soldiers and prepared to leave.

The domestic slaves and secret guards that Huangfu Zhaohe brought from his Zhennan palace, as well as the newly vassal monks, were all dead.

Except for those ferocious guys like Li Changyi, Daoye Zhang really didn't see too many strangers.

"Hey, there are two fish that slipped through the net?"

Zhang Yiguan rolled his eyes and turned into a dark wind, sneaking over.

More than ten miles away, in a hidden cave.

Guan Ruofeng, the direct descendant of Shuangfeng Valley, and his junior sister hugged each other.

"Brother, the evil man is finally dead!" The soft and bright woman said with a sobbing voice and a trembling sound of relief.

"Yes, the evil thief finally died, and not even a trace of his soul escaped. He suffered retribution!" Guan Ruofeng hugged his junior sister hard.

"Brother, let's never be separated again! Let's leave this town as soon as possible. It's too dangerous here."

"Yeah, yeah, just listen to junior sister."

"Senior brother, do you still love me?"

"Of course I do."

"Senior brother, you are so kind, I..."

laugh!

Just as the charming and charming woman was about to step up and kiss her senior brother, a dagger was inserted into her chest.

"Senior brother, you——" The charming woman was stunned, her expression was painful and full of confusion.

"I love you, I love you so much, so..."

Guan Ruofeng said as he stabbed the knife one after another.

Soon the soft and bright woman's eyes lost all color and fell to the ground.

"Junior sister, I'm sorry!"

Guan Ruofeng threw away the blood-stained dagger and slumped to the ground, his hair disheveled and looking like a ghost.

"Tsk, tsk, what a pair of infatuated women and heartless men. I didn't expect to see such a drama. It's so exciting!"

A joking voice suddenly sounded.

Guan Ruofeng was shocked and looked back, only to see a fat Taoist priest in the cave.

"Why are you here?"

"Master Tao has long since realized that living people are not good things, and dead people are cuter. Let me help you become a pair of ghost mandarin ducks."

After saying that, a large ghost-faced flag appeared in his hand. He rolled it up casually, and Guan Ruofeng disappeared from the place.