This sentence was blown by the wind and clearly reached the ears of the third prince.
"Today, you are the one seeking death."
He spoke coldly.
I thought I was very calm this time.
Lu Feng wanted to laugh a little.
But he couldn't laugh too hard. He looked at the third prince and silently applauded the second prince in his heart.
The last one was the eighth prince who jumped in line, and now there is the third prince.
He doesn't even have a chance to cause trouble.
"Actually, have you ever thought that if you didn't come to me, I wouldn't have come to you so quickly."
A sincere inquiry from Lu Feng.
But now the third prince couldn't hear anything. He looked at Lu Feng.
"Because of you, I lost the qualification to join the Splitting Cloud Sect and become a direct disciple. Do you think everyone has such a good father like you? I have nothing!"
"Lu Feng, why are you so lucky?!"
Yes, yes, this is the first prince to say harsh words in front of Lu Bao.
Lu Feng glanced behind him. There was no sign of anyone else. He came here alone.
He felt that even if this person was not broken into his hands, he would be dragged into a dead end one day in the future, and he would die without knowing how.
The dark clouds became heavier and heavier, and a drop of rain fell on the ground, leaving a rain mark.
The third prince only heard Lu Feng calmly speak in the light rain:
"Then come and kill me."
Did he think he didn't dare? !
The wind was blowing louder and louder, accompanied by the sound of the third prince drawing his sword. It was a heavy sword, which was very heavy in his hand.
"Eaaah!!"
One sword!
Lu Feng did not dodge or dodge, letting the killing intent sweep over him.
After all, he was guided by Wu Zun. The third prince aimed at what he considered to be his absolute weakness, the heart!
As long as he kills Lu Feng, everything will be different.
The Splitting Cloud Sect will not have any scruples, he can join the Splitting Cloud Sect again...
This beautiful fantasy stopped when the sword in his hand could not move forward, and the third prince looked at the sword blankly.
Why can't it be punctured?
There seemed to be a wall in front of Lu Feng, and the sword began to bend slightly.
"Release the original power?"
Impossible, never heard of such a thing.
It was already raining heavily, soaking the third prince's hair and clothes, but he found that Lu Feng's body was fresh and refreshing, not stained by any rainwater.
This, this, this...
Even the white tiger is the same? !
Lu Feng raised his foot and moved forward. The sword became more and more curved as he moved forward. The third prince held the hilt of the sword with both hands, but the reaction force of the sword forced him to step back.
Lu Feng still wanted to make some things clear.
"Among the three Martial Lords who came to kill me, I know that only one is from the Splitting Cloud Sect, and the rest belong to the Second Prince."
"So from the beginning, the second prince was my goal."
"You come here by yourself now because you really don't want to live longer."
Can Lu Feng kill him?
The third prince didn't believe it at all in the first ten seconds, but now he believes it.
"I am the son of the current Martial Emperor, Lu Feng. If you kill me, aren't you afraid that my father will find the Hou Mansion and have you and Lu Qingtian executed in a hurry?!"
"Kill the prince at the foot of the capital, Lu Feng, you don't dare!"
The third prince said with bloodshot eyes.
The prince's status is enough for him to be unscrupulous.
"If I really didn't dare, then how did I destroy Xiao Luoshan?"
As Lu Feng spoke, he held the tip of the sword.
He used a little force to bend it, and the heavy sword broke with a sound. The third prince was hit by the force of the shock and was knocked back several steps.
At the same time, Qi and blood surged, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.
Then I heard Lu Feng say:
"By the way, if you want to say that I don't have the guts to kill you, sorry, I do."
The third prince looked at Lu Feng and backed away slowly, holding his chest.
"My courage was not given to me by my father, but from your father."
What's the meaning?
"Father allows you to kill us? Impossible, we are all his biological flesh and blood!"
He didn't believe it.
Lu Feng didn't care whether he believed it or not, his eyes fell on the river beside him, thinking of a way to die for the third prince.
If he remembered correctly, the river would pass through the capital.
Might as well...drown.
The third prince watched helplessly as he floated up and towards the center of the river. Big raindrops hit the surface of the river, and the turbulent water was vaguely visible.
"Lu Feng, Lu Feng... Lu Feng, what are you going to do?!"
"This is a crooked trick! Put me down!"
Some people are responsible for their own stupidity, and Lu Feng will not bear this responsibility for them.
He watched as the person gradually submerged into the bottom of the river. The water pouring into his lungs must have made the third prince feel very uncomfortable.
But it's okay, he will be free soon.
When there was absolutely no movement there, Lu Feng sat down on Po Jun and patted his head.
"Let's go back and have a bowl of ginger soup."
"Ouch~"
Po Jun responded positively.
When Bai Hu ran, there was no rain dripping on his body. When he noticed this, Po Jun ran faster.
Someone on the other side has already discovered that the third prince is missing.
People in the mansion knew that the third prince was in a bad mood, but it was raining heavily outside and they had no idea where the third prince would go.
"Is it possible that he went to find the Venerable Master of the Splitting Cloud Sect? Should we go and have a look?"
They had also been to the inn where the Splitting Cloud Sect was located before, so they knew the location.
The housekeeper didn't hesitate long before he decided to take someone to ask first.
In the past, no matter what His Highness went out to do, he would always inform him, but now there are no more people who say nothing. It is hard to guarantee that something has happened.
Inside the inn, Mu Hu Rong and others were resting, and they were not in a hurry to leave. It was raining heavily outside.
When the housekeeper came over, Mu Hurong frowned.
"We didn't see the third prince coming. Did he go out on his own?"
"Your Highness, Your Highness will tell us when he gets out. This time, even the secret guards don't know about it. Could you please help us find out His Highness's whereabouts?"
The housekeeper had watched the third prince grow up, so it was inevitable that he would have feelings, and his words were very sincere.
Seeing him like this, Mu Hurong looked at the Martial Lord standing outside the door.
"The third prince has a token in his hand. You should be able to find it by following the breath left by the token. Come back after you find it."
"yes."
Seeing that the other party was willing to help, the housekeeper quickly led the person outside.
They moved through the streets, guards searching everywhere.
Wu Zun, who was called over, held a pointer in his hand. The few people walked for about a stick of incense. The direction was roughly determined, but no one could be seen.
"Strange, it's clearly here."
Although the housekeeper is older, he is still very sharp and there are no other obstructions around him.
So, he set his sights on the lake.
Before the guard could react, the housekeeper threw away the umbrella in his hand and lay on the bank of the river looking down.
When I saw what was on the river clearly, my suspicion was verified.
The housekeeper's vision went dark and his brain was buzzing.
