At the foot of the mountain, a large army was stationed.
Ji Wuye mobilized thousands of elite soldiers and surrounded the entire foot of the mountain. From a distance, the darkness was like a thick wall, exuding an invisible sense of oppression.
Accompanied by the sound of neat footsteps, these thousands of elite soldiers made way for a path.
Ji Wuye, Han Fei and others walked out of it.
Ji Wuye's fierce eyes glanced at Han Fei, who had a solemn expression beside him, and said calmly: "Ninth Young Master, the mountain in front of you is not small. If we search step by step, it will probably take a lot of time. And with these ordinary soldiers alone, it is not easy to catch the thieves.
What's more, the prince and princess are both in each other's hands. If you are not careful, your two highnesses may be harmed.
If so, it will be difficult for the king to explain. "
He stared at Han Fei with a faint look. It was impossible for Ji Wuye to issue the order to send people to search the mountain. At this stage, he did not want to push Tianze and others too hard. Bai Yifei's poison controlled Tianze. Ze, there is no way he can lose this game.
In this case, Ji Wuye naturally didn't mind playing slowly. He really wanted to watch Han Fei step into desperation, showing a look of despair.
Think of this.
The corners of Ji Wuye's mouth naturally turned up slightly, obviously in a good mood.
Han Fei glanced at Ji Wuye, who had an ugly face, and said softly: "The general only needs to send people to watch the major roads at the foot of the mountain. As for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Hong Lian, I have already sent people to rescue them."
"?!"
The smile on Ji Wuye's face froze, and he stared at Han Fei with a gloomy expression. He asked in a bad tone: "Ninth Young Master, this matter is so important, why didn't you discuss it with the general in advance?"
"It's because the matter is so important, the less people know about it, the safer it is."
Han Fei said slowly with a confident and calm smile on his face.
He had already learned about the transaction and cooperation with Zhao Jia from Wei Zhuang, and also knew that Zhao Jia had obtained the antidote.
Han Fei...Ji Wuye gritted his teeth and screamed in his heart. He felt Han Fei's face was more and more disgusting, and couldn't help but sneered: "General, I will wait and see. I wish the ninth master a quick success and successfully rescue the crown prince and the princess."
"Will do."
Han Fei nodded.
Ji Wuye snorted coldly and strode to the side of Xueyi Hou. He glanced at Bai Yifei who was silent, frowned and asked, "Han Fei seems to have made some preparations. Do you want to send someone to check."
This farce has gone so far that it has deviated somewhat from the route they originally planned.
"Tianze's antidote is gone."
Bai Yifei suddenly said something so coldly that Ji Wuye's eyes widened in shock. He stared at Bai Yifei in disbelief, "What do you mean?"
"The antidote to control Tianze was stolen. I suspect that this matter has something to do with Zhao Jia, because during that time, he was the only one who entered the palace. Of course, it is not ruled out that Han Fei and others arranged manpower in the palace. "
Bai Yifei's expression remained indifferent, and he did not panic at all because of the loss of the antidote. His expression did not even show much concern.
He was a little careless about this matter, but that was all, and the matter was not out of control.
"Zhao Jia? Why did he get involved?!"
Ji Wuye frowned and said with some confusion.
Bai Yifei emphasized the important point: "The important thing is not why he got involved, but that the antidote was lost."
Tianze has been imprisoned for more than ten years. The hatred and resentment in his heart can be imagined. Coupled with the hatred of family and country, once the other party is completely free, he will inevitably retaliate wildly.
An uncontrolled mad dog will undoubtedly cause some trouble.
"...What does the Marquis plan to do next!"
Ji Wuye naturally thought about the key points clearly. He did not blame Bai Yifei for being careless, he just asked.
"It's useless to keep a disobedient mad dog. I will personally take action and solve this matter completely."
Bai Yifei said lightly, then turned and left.
Since the antidote was lost, he had to prepare for the worst, such as getting rid of the people who needed the antidote.
"Zhao Jia..."
Ji Wuye glanced at Han Fei and didn't understand what agreement Zhao Jia had reached with Han Fei, so that it was Zhao Jia who could take action in person, even if he did not hesitate to offend the Blood-clothed Marquis and Ye Mu. He didn't think Princess Honglian was worth the price.
Whether Zhao Jia is an enemy or a friend is becoming increasingly unclear.
When Han Fei saw Bai Yifei leaving, a hint of worry flashed in his eyes. He looked at Wei Zhuang beside him and said softly: "Do you want to go pick him up? The Bloody Marquis just left, and Ji Wuye looked wrong."
This was an intuition. He felt that Bai Yifei's departure was related to Zhao Jia.
No need for Han Fei to remind him.
Wei Zhuang had discovered this a long time ago. He pondered for a while, then walked into the dense forest with his sword in hand. As for Han Fei's safety, he was undoubtedly safe surrounded by thousands of elite soldiers, and Ji Wuye did not dare to let him Something happened, especially now that something happened to the prince and the princess one after another.
If something happened to Han Fei, the Ninth Young Master, or something happened under the protection of thousands of elite soldiers, once Han Wangan learned about it, Ji Wuye would not have to sit in the position of general.
An incompetent general is not qualified to continue sitting in this position.
There are many people staring at this position.
For example, the Fourth Young Master Han Yu...
As Bai Yifei and Wei Zhuang left one after another, the foot of the mountain became quiet for a while, and everyone patiently waited for the result.
…
What is the attitude of the bloody Hou Bai Yifei towards the Korean prince?
As a hereditary marquis of South Korea, Bai Yifei's arrogance is almost engraved in his bones. How can he have a good look on a puppet who was supported by Ji Wuye, especially when he saw that his lower body was dirty and messy, his eyes were even colder. He had no intention of dismounting and saluting.
Like a high king, overlooking the ants on the roadside, even if he is the prince of South Korea.
"Hou...Hou Ye."
The Korean prince obviously knew Bai Yifei, but his eyes were a little frightened, and his body was even trembling slightly. He had no sense of being a Korean prince, as if his identity was just a decoration.
Bai Yifei is dressed in blood-colored red clothes. Her neatly combed silver hair is dancing in the wind under the restraints of her headdress. She has sharp-edged facial features and full texture. Her scarlet eyes are cold and evil. She has an aloof temperament and is riding a white horse. , escorted by dozens of cavalry behind him, came slowly.
The cold mist was rising all around, surrounding the cavalry, condensing and not dissipating, as if they were stepping on clouds.
Ice crystals formed on the ground beneath my feet, freezing all the way.
He looked at the killers surrounding the Korean prince, and the scarlet in his eyes became more intense, because at this moment, Bai Yifei confirmed the name of the thief.
When Luowang Killer saw Bai Yifei, the leader took a step forward and said respectfully: "We are ordered by Marquis Changxin to escort the crown prince of South Korea."
"Where is he?"
Bai Yifei ignored the Korean prince, stared at the leader of the snare killer indifferently, and said calmly.
The Snatcher hesitated for a moment and did not directly answer Bai Yifei's question: "We don't know where Marquis Chang Xin is now."
"Unfortunately, you gave the wrong answer."
As Bai Yifei finished speaking, a strong cold air swept across an area of hundreds of meters in an instant, and the Korean prince inside was frozen in an instant. Bai Yifei didn't care about him at all. Life or death.
The dozen or so snare killers put up some resistance, but were soon surrounded by ice crystal thorns swarming around them.
Bai Yifei was riding on a white horse, stepping on the ice road rising into the air, overlooking the struggling Snare Killer below, like a god of death, cold and ruthless.
Wei Zhuang, who was following Bai Yifei, saw this scene with an extremely solemn expression. He did not expect Bai Yifei to be so ruthless, nor did he expect Bai Yifei to be so strong. What surprised him most was that Bai Yifei could actually use the military formation. By linking one's own inner breath with the ice crystal puppets behind him, he can release the cold energy unscrupulously.
Bai Yifei in this state is undoubtedly extremely troublesome. He doesn't even need to use his hands. He can easily crush most people in the world with the cold energy he releases.
Wei Zhuang hesitated for a while and did not choose to take action.
A good-for-nothing Korean prince and a dozen killers were not worthy of his and Bai Yifei's desperate efforts.
"Master Marquis is going too far to make things difficult for my subordinates."
At this moment, a sound of laughter sounded from the distant woods. The sound was not loud, but it could be clearly heard in everyone's ears, which showed that the speaker had control over his internal power.
Wei Zhuang's eyes flashed, and he secretly thought in his heart that indeed, he had thought that Zhao Jia was unusual before, and now his suspicion was undoubtedly confirmed.
Bai Yifei was riding on a white horse, using the ice road in the air to look down at the people coming in the distance. A cold light flashed through his scarlet eyes, an evil arc appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said with a slight chuckle: " I'm surprised that you dare to appear in front of me like this. Mingzhu is right, you are really brave!"
He repeated the words again.
It's just that the two meanings are completely different.
Zhao Jia appeared in front of Bai Yifei with Frightened Salamander and Red Lotus. He glanced at the snare killer surrounded by ice crystal thorns and the frozen Korean prince. The corners of his eyes twitched involuntarily. He looked up at the unscrupulous Bai Yifei and said with a bitter smile: "Master Hou, this is a bad person~"
Bai Yifei said calmly: "From the moment you stole the antidote, you should have thought about the current ending."
Zhao Jia does have a special status. Not only is he the eldest son of the State of Zhao, but he is also the chief minister of Qin. If anything happens to him, the two countries will definitely hold South Korea accountable.
But what if the Korean prince and Zhao Jia die together in Tianze's hands?
Then South Korea will also become a victim.
As for the 10,000 war horses...these 10,000 war horses are Ji Wuye's business, and Bai Yifei is not involved in it, so he doesn't mind that the business ends here.
"The antidote? I don't know what the antidote the Marquis is talking about is. I am only here to rescue my fiancée. As for the rest, I don't know. The Marquis may have misunderstood."
Zhao Jia chose to play dumb and didn't admit the matter at all. He had not been caught on the spot, and there was no surveillance record. How could he admit to this unfounded crime.
Wei Zhuang, who was not far away, twitched the corner of his mouth and couldn't help but glance at Zhao Jia.
This man's ability to tell lies with his eyes open is really amazing. How did he manage to say these words without changing his face, making the noble prince of the country lose his face?
Bai Yifei looked at Zhao Jia's innocent expression and hesitated for a moment, but this hesitation only lasted for a moment, and he continued to take action, because no matter whether the antidote was related to Zhao Jia or not, he had to take it first. By the way, he also wanted to Look at Zhao Jia's strength.
If Zhao Jia is strong enough, then what he said in the palace before will be convincing, and both parties will have a basis for cooperation.
If Zhao Jia didn't have this strength, he would be dead.
"Kaka~"
Huge ice crystal thorns rose from the ground, and the sound of the ice crystals squeezing and rubbing was extremely harsh, like dozens of giant pythons strangling Zhao Jia and others.
Zhao Jia didn't need to say anything. The Frightened Salamander on the side took action, with an ethereal figure. As the long sword was unsheathed, as the figure swayed, dozens of pale pink sword energy shot out of the air, instantly crushing the strangled people. Ice crystal thorns, at the same time, she stepped lightly on the ground and rushed towards Bai Yifei very quickly.
Compared with the speed of the Frightened Salamander, the ice crystal thorns waving around were just decorations, unable to catch up with her shadow.
"clang!"
Bai Yifei drew his sword to block, and the next moment he was enveloped by the sword energy, forcing him to abandon his horse and retreat, holding the sword in both hands to resist. For a while, the sound of gold and iron intertwined could be heard, and the sword energy overflowed and directly crushed the condensed surroundings. The ice crystal thorns turned into crystal powder under the moonlight.
The horse that Bai Yifei was riding fell directly from the sky, broke its leg, and neighed in pain.
"brush!"
Bai Yifei ignored his beloved horse and was forced to retreat continuously by the Frightened Salamander. For a while, he was unable to condense the ice crystal thorns to strangle the Frightened Salamander. In other words, how could a mage who was approached by an assassin have time to cast a spell and even follow him? The ice crystal puppets that got up were all turned into decorations, standing there in a daze.
At this moment, he was no longer as graceful as before, and he even quickly became famous.
Blood spurted.
"Tsk, I'm restrained~"
When Zhao Jia saw this scene, he couldn't help but let out a joking laugh. He had guessed before that a swordsman like Jingyu who pursues speed would be a dimensionality-reducing blow to a mage swordsman like Bai Yifei.
The so-called slow to fight fast, that kind of realm requires a master-level swordsman, and the speed will naturally become faster and more fierce.
Whoever draws the sword faster will have the upper hand.
Bai Yifei is obviously not a qualified swordsman. He is better at using cold energy to fight enemies than swordsmanship.
Honglian on the side opened her eyes wide, like a curious baby, looking at the battle in front of her, it seemed that masters of this level were fighting. It was obviously the first time for her, the good baby in the palace, to see it. He was so shocked that he let out a sigh at the same time: "It will be great if I can be like her."
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but glance at Zhao Jia, and she couldn't help but feel Xiao Jiujiu in her heart.
Compared to Zhao Jia's theater viewing.
Bai Yifei was undoubtedly cornered at this moment. This was the first time in so many years that he had been cornered in such a panic, and his expression was no longer as calm as before...
(End of chapter)
