Chapter 5, Necromancer

The sound outside the tent shocked the soldiers in the tent. Several of them came out to check, and were immediately stunned by the situation outside the tent. They can't help screaming and turning back to pick up weapons and boldly surround the zombie-shaped men, but no one dares to come too close, let alone take action against them.

"Mrs. Yan, hand over that thing, or my children will be killed!" The old man in green clothes shouted in the tent from afar, and his voice was as harsh as a night owl. As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone unconsciously closed their mouths, and the field suddenly calmed down. After a long time, the lady in the tent replied coldly, "You want that thing unless you kill me first."

"Isn't that easy?" The old man in blue sneered and shook the bronze bell in his hand. Those men who looked like zombies suddenly rushed to the soldiers around them like rabbits, making extremely fierce and cruel. At the beginning, several soldiers had no time to react, and their necks were broken in an instant. The rest of the soldiers screamed, threw down their weapons and turned around and fled, but under the ghostly pursuit of those men, none of them escaped the fate of being torn apart.

"Go!" At the far away bonfire, Yaxin pulled up Ji Xuanxuan and Princess Yaoji and ran away in the dark, but he didn't see Xia Feng move. He couldn't help but turn around and said, "Run! This has nothing to do with us. They won't chase us!"

Xia Feng watched those men kill people with cruel methods he had never seen before. In addition to nausea, he was more curious and really wanted to know what they were. From their movements, manners, demeanor, and indifference when killing, they are obviously no longer living people. Hearing Yasin's greeting, he retreated a little distance, away from the light of the bonfire, hid himself in the night, and then whispered Yasin, "What are they? Zombies?"

"They are dead spirits! The dead spirit controlled by the necromancer!" Yasin hid the two girls in the secret grass and turned back to pull Xia Feng. "Let's get out of here quickly. If they find out, we will definitely die!"

"Dead?" Xia Feng frowned and didn't want to leave. "What's the difference from zombies?"

Yasin whispered: "Zombies are changed by dead people, while dead spirits are refined by living people and controlled by necromancer. In fact, they are also dead. Their last trace of soul is controlled by the mage who refined them with his own mind and spiritual power. A top necromancer can control up to seven undead spirits at the same time.

Xia Feng counted the number of those dead spirits and couldn't help laughing quietly, "There are six dead spirits. It seems that the level of this old demon is not low."

While talking, the dead spirits had killed all the soldiers and began to surround the tent where Mrs. Yan was. The tent sounded with the crying and pleas of maids and servants, but for those dead without intelligence, their pleas did not work for them at all. They rushed to the tent, but they seemed to be blocked by something outside the tent. The six dead spirits opened their teeth and claws like fierce ghosts, but they seemed to never break through an invisible wall. In the tent, mixed with the crying of the maid and servant, there was a faint sound of praise.

"I didn't expect Mrs. Yan to be a fellow, but I would like to ask for advice!" The old man in blue shirt said and began to chant spells in a low voice. Six deadingtons seemed to be helped by gods. Finally, they slowly rushed to the tent and began to tear the tent, leaving cracks on the tent in a blink of an eye.

"We should help them!" Xia Feng suddenly said, "That lady not only took us in, but also had a kindness to us. We can't watch them die at the hands of those monsters."

"I don't want them to die either!" Yasin almost cried out, "But we can't help anything but die for nothing!"

"Will the dead die?" Xia Feng suddenly asked. Yasin was stunned, "I don't know. They are not living things in the first place!"

"How can living animals move, run and kill people?" Xia Feng raised his eyebrows, and his eyes gradually flashed with excitement. "Do you think we are going to cut off their hands, feet and necks? Will they still move, run and kill people?"

Yasin can't answer, and he has never considered this question. Xia Feng smiled silently and pulled out the cicada wing knife with a choking voice: "Try it and you will know!" With that, he strode towards the field.

It is rare to encounter such exciting challenges and opportunities. Of course, he will not let go of Xia Feng's nature. He doesn't even care about the adventure of challenging the limit and seeking excitement with his life in reality. What's more, it's just a game. The words of saving people and repaying kindness are just a high-sounding excuse for yourself.

The sudden appearance of Xia Feng stunned the old man in green. It was the first time he met such a bold guy. The old man inevitably felt a little curious and couldn't help shouting, "Who is it?"

"Summer wind!"

"Summer wind? What do you do?"

This question made Xia Feng hesitate for a moment, "Everyone says that I am a bard. Well, let's call it a bard."

Bard? The old man curled his lips and thought he was a lifeless warrior! The old man seemed to have a good impression of the poet, and his words were a little polite: "This is not a place to recite poems. Go quickly and be careful that my children hurt you."

"How can that work?" Xia Feng smiled strangely, "The lady in the tent has taken us in. I can't help her. Besides, I also want to learn about the killing methods of your children. I don't know whether their hands are fast or my knife is fast.

"I don't know what's alive or dead!" The old man's face darkened, and with a curse, he immediately shook the copper bell in his hand, and at the same time controlled the six dead spirits to rush to the summer wind with "distraction". After special refining, once the necromancer is launched by the necromancer with mental strength, its movements are much more agile and flexible than ordinary people, just like ghosts.

Unfortunately, this time they were restrained by the spell in the tent, and they met the summer wind that almost reached the limit of human reaction speed. The knife flashed in the field, and a hand that wanted to hold his neck first separated from his arm. The cicada wing knife is really sharp enough! Xia Feng was overjoyed. Unexpectedly, the dead spirit with a broken hand had no pain, and his posture remained unchanged, and he still poked his broken arm to Xia Feng. For the first time to cut off a hand so seriously, Xia Feng's heart was somewhat strange. This distraction was actually poked in the face by the broken arm and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, there was no blood spewing from the broken arm, which did not make Xia Feng more embarrassed.

This negligence, the hand holding the knife was twisted by another necromancer, struggling for a while, and several other necromancers also surrounded him. Xia Feng was not good at using knives, but he was a good fighter freely. He jumped up in the air and kicked out five feet like lightning, kicking away a few steps away, but his right hand was still caught by a dead spirit. The power of the dead spirit was so powerful that he wanted to break his arm.

"Ah!" Xia Feng shouted in pain, and his left fist kept stabbing. He hit the door of the dead spirit like lightning, which only made his head shake and his face blurred, but he never fell down. Xia Feng was shocked when he saw this: It's over. This guy is more resistant than the best boxer. He won't let go of his eyes, let alone fall to the ground. It seems that my arm can't be preserved.

In panic, a cold light flashed through the neck of the dead spirit, and its neck suddenly broke from it, and its head rolled far away. Xia Feng immediately felt that his arm was loose, and the dead man holding his arm finally fell to the ground like a zombie. Yasin, who showed his pale face behind him, saw Yasin holding a knife in his hands and looked stunned, as if he couldn't believe the situation in front of him.

"You have proved that the dead can be killed again!" Xia Feng cut off the neck of another dead spirit who attacked Yasin with a knife. After a few fights, he has gradually adapted to using a knife. Although he has no knife skills and is not very smart, isn't the unparalleled speed the biggest advantage?

The two fought side by side and cut off the necks of the remaining dead spirits in an instant. Looking at the necromancer who commanded them, he had already fled. The two looked at each other with knives and smiled, and their hearts surged with pride in overcoming fear.

"The dead are nothing more than that." Xia Feng smiled and was quite proud. Yasin shook his head and said, "Today we are very lucky to meet relatively weak dead spirits. If we meet dead spirits with real super fighting power, I'm afraid this will not be the result." Neither of them knows that it is actually a deep spell in the tent, which partially limits the killing ability of the dead.

"Thank you to the two warriors for saving me. The little woman is very grateful!" A nearly thirty-year-old young woman bowed down to Xia Feng. As soon as she encountered such a horrible thing, her face was still a little pale, but she still lost her graceful demeanor. What's more surprising is that her appearance is dignified and beautiful, and she is very aristocratic. Yasin hurriedly returned the gift, and Xia Feng waved his hand carelessly, "You're welcome, it's just by the way."

"I haven't asked the names of the two warriors yet. The little woman keeps them in mind and prays for you all the time!" Although the young woman had just lost all the soldiers, she quickly recovered from grief and calmly thanked the two benefactors.

"My name is Xia Feng, and his name is Yaxin." Xia Feng had no city, or he didn't want to guard against anyone at all, so he didn't hesitate to say it as soon as he asked him. The young woman couldn't help but be stunned when she heard Yasin's name and looked at him carefully. "I heard that the owner of Dongling City has a wise and brave son who once killed a sea python alone. His name also seems to be Yasin."

"That's not a talent." Yasin saw that the other party had already heard about his deeds and only nods to admit it. The young woman's eyes lit up and said happily, "It turned out that Yaxin is indeed a famous young hero. I don't know why Mr. Yaxin dressed up as an ordinary people and only took one attendant to walk in Dafeng Mountain?"

"I'm not his entourage, but his bodyguard." Xia Feng hurriedly corrected. The young woman was a little puzzled for a moment, "The bodyguard? Why didn't the prince lead the army and hire a bodyguard?

Yaxin was speechless. At this time, Ji Xuanxuan and Yao Ji saw that the battle here was over, so they also came together. Ji Xuanxuan shouted to Xia Feng from afar, "Ugly, I can't see that you are still brave, and your martial arts are also unusually good!"

Ugly? Xia Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly. It was really the first time to enjoy such a title. Seeing the inquiring look in the young woman's eyes, Yaxin quickly introduced, "That's my two cousins. This time it's an eye-opener to go to the capital with me." He didn't dare to reveal Yaoji's princess identity easily. Hearing what he said, the young woman's eyes lit up again: "Are you going to the capital? That's great. I happened to go back to my mother's home in the capital to worship my deceased father. I forgot to introduce myself, and I dare not hide my savior. I am Shen Dan, the princess of the South. For the convenience of walking on the road, I took the surname of the Southern King as my husband's surname and called Mrs. Yan.

"Princess Nan?" Yasin couldn't help but be shocked. Dongxuan is divided into four kings with different surnames, guarding the southeast and northwest of the border respectively. To the east, it is called the Eastern King, and Dongling City is part of his fiefdom. The south and north are called the southern king and the north king respectively, and only the west are called the king of martyrs. That's because the Great West is the old enemy of Dongxuan, and "West" is a royal taboo, so the king of the West is renamed the King of Lie. These four kings have a high status in Dongxuan, which can be called second only to the monarch.

Yasin hurriedly saluted Princess Nan and introduced her to everyone. Ji Xuanxuan and Yaoji both showed surprise, but Xia Feng didn't care. In his eyes, there is no difference between a princess and an ordinary woman, which is better maintained than ordinary people.

The two groups of people naturally came together and went to the capital overnight. Now that the goal has become bigger and the responsibility has become greater, Yaxin is more worried about safety on the road. Fortunately, you can walk out of Datong Mountain the next day. Out of Datong Mountain is a densely populated town. Neither the necromancer nor the gangster wolf are likely to kill people in the downtown.

Xia Feng only calculated along the way how to find his opponent Dumas on the continent across thousands of miles, and Princess Nan also seemed to be worried and silent. Everyone had their own minds and silently rushed to the capital of Dongxuan.

The autumn night in Jincheng is cold and humid, and the cold air always surrounds people like a lingering shadow. No matter how thick the clothes you wear, it can always penetrate into your bone marrow through your skin, making people feel cool from the heart. Cao Bianxiu, who was old, shrank himself in front of the oil lamp, as if he could borrow the warmth of lighting the lights. There was a faint sound of drumming outside the window, but he was still sleepless and was still deduced in his hand.

After experiencing the earliest Zhengde Emperor, later Yong Emperor, and now Emperor Yu, Cao Bianxiu is the only elder of the three dynasties in the dynasty. In addition to occupying an insignificant editor's position and managing all the books and history of the royal family, he is silent and never offend any force is a major reason. But in addition to these, he believes that the most important thing is that he is good at deduction and calculation, and he can avoid good luck from time to time and avoid danger everywhere.

However, today's calculation is almost broken by myself, and I still can't figure out what kind of danger I will encounter today. Even the three chips are constantly predicting the great murder! Fierce! Still a big murderer! But there is no other hint or method of cracking, which is a situation I have never encountered in my life. He couldn't help but doubt his deduction. A few days ago, Lenovo inadvertently deduced the general trend of the world and the fate of Dongxuan Kingdom, which actually predicted that there would be a devastating disaster between heaven and earth, and such a disaster would not happen once in 10,000 years. He was puzzled about this and had to sigh in his heart: probably old, and even the deduction didn't work.

After collecting his calculation, he decided to leave the study and go downstairs to rest. As soon as he picked up the oil lamp and turned around, he had a chill all over his body. Suddenly, his back was cold and his scalp exploded, and he almost fell to the ground. I saw a dark shadow standing quietly behind me, less than a foot away from me.

"Who?" His voice trembled and fell back three steps to the chair. The shadow seemed to take a step forward, and then his answer sounded. His voice was cold and piercing: "Am I the messenger of God?"

"God's messenger?" Cao Bianxiu unconsciously repeated it once, which was incredible! He couldn't help but weigh the messenger of God. Although the other party tried to pretend to be friendly, his black robe and white face were still too gloomy. It was almost impossible to think about Cao Bianxiu to be sure that the other party would never be the messenger of God, and the messenger of the devil was almost the same! Thinking about it, he said, "You are not!"

"Do you want to see the certificate?" The man in black grinned and showed his white incisors. As he spoke, he slowly raised his hands, and the palms of his palms were far away. Gradually, a little light lit up in the center of the palms, getting brighter and brighter, and finally turned into a twinkling bright line connecting the palms of the two palms, like lightning flashing in the sky on a thunderstorm. The bright line became brighter and brighter, and finally a faint blue light flashed out. At this time, he suddenly waved his hand to the void, and the bright line passed through the void from the palm of his hand and landed on the desk next to Cao Zhixiu, flashing like lightning. The room returned to its original appearance, and his hand was also taken back, and there was no longer shining. Cao Bionxiu couldn't help looking at the desk beside him and wanted to know what the blue and bright line was. At this glance, I was surprised to find that the desk had cracked in half and was slowly falling to both sides. The fracture was neat and smooth, flatter than the thinnest saw marks.

Cao Bianxiu was stunned and couldn't say anything. Not to mention seeing such a thing with his own eyes, he didn't even hear it. However, even so, he still does not believe that this is a messenger of God, and even a messenger can only be a messenger of hell. He suddenly remembered his deduction just now, and it seems that this time it is accurate.

"Actually, what does it matter if I am a messenger of God?" As if he had seen through Cao Bianxiu's mind, the man in black smiled indifferently, "I just want to inquire about some old things more than ten years ago."

"What's the matter?"

"Seven years ago, Emperor Zhengde was killed by the usurpering Yong Emperor, and the palace was in chaos. After the riots, the newly ascended Yong Emperor did not find a treasure of Dongxuan Kingdom. I want to know where this heirloom has gone?"

"Didn't the national jade seal be found in the end?" Cao Bingxiu looked puzzled.

"It's not the heirloom jade seal, it's a more sacred and precious thing than the heirloom jade seal," the man in black robe said and took a step closer. His pale face sparkled with a strange light under the dim lights, and his dark eyes were like a bottomless ancient well, staring at Cao Bianxiu. "I'm talking about 'Dragon Blood Dan'

"Dragon Blood Elixir?" Cao Bianxiu stambed, "I don't know what that is!"

"If you, the elder of the Three Dynasties, don't know, I'm afraid no one will know." The man in black shook his head regretfully, and his eyes seemed to be shining. Cao Zhixiu hurriedly dodged his eyes and argued incoherently, "I really don't know that it's not with me."

"Of course I know it's not in your hand," the man in black said, slowly closing his eyes and quietly stopped talking. His seal seemed to be gradually lighting up, and there was a faint light in his eyebrows. Looking closer, there was nothing. After a while, he opened his eyes and said indifferently, "There are twelve silver coins in your left sleeve, two copper coins and a square scarf in your right sleeve, a red birthmark on your waist, and a scar on your back. There is a lady in her twenties in your bedroom downstairs. There is a jade pendant used by a man under her pillow. I don't think it's yours.

Cao Pianxiu showed unprecedented surprise on his face and was stunned for a moment. When the man in black saw that he had been shocked, he asked, "Say, where did Emperor Zhengde hide the 'Dragon Blood Elixir' back then? It is impossible for him not to let his editor make secret records.

The sweat rolled down Cao Bianxiu's old face, but he gritted his teeth and did not open his mouth. The black-robed man softly persuaded him, "Say it, it's very hard to keep secrets, but don't make up lies. Lies can't deceive me."

Seeing that Cao Bianxiu still gritted his teeth and did not speak, the man in black sighed, "Do you have to force me to turn you into an idiot?" With that, a faint light flashed in his dark eyes again, slowly shining Cao Bingxiu's eyes. The old man struggled desperately, but he couldn't turn his face away or close his eyes. The old man's eyes gradually blurred. He struggled to reach his hand to his waist, touch the dagger in his waist, and then suddenly pulled it out and inserted it into his chest. This time, the man in black expected that it was too late to save it. He quickly checked the old man's injury and found that the knife was directly inserted into the heart, and blood gushed out along the blood tank of the dagger. Cao Biaoxiu grinned at the last point and said triumphantly, "If I die, you can't see through my heart."

Seeing the old man slowly falling to the ground, the man in black shook his head regretfully and floated out of the window like a ghost. A moment later, he was galloping on the empty long street, and the four-hoofed meaty horse fell silently, making the man look like a ghost in the dark night. Ren Yan, a man in black, ran freely, and he looked at the night passing by on both sides and asked himself silently: The sky is thousands of miles away. Why can I not see it? Is the 'Dragon Blood Elixir' no longer in Dongxuan?

Cao Yixiu's death did not attract much attention in the court. First, although the grade of the editor is not low, he has never had real power and is insignificant in the court. Second, Cao Yixiu kept a low profile, and many people only regarded him as a royal decoration, and he committed suicide. Therefore, his accidental death only allowed the officials to have an extra talk after dinner. At most, they can guess the cause of his suicide and exercise their imagination by the way. No one knows that there is a desk cut in half in his study, and the strangeness of the cut, which are deliberately covered up.

Only Lin Xiaoyu, the martyr king, is really concerned about this matter. Since he escorted Emperor Yu to ascend the throne, he has been stationed in Beijing and has not returned to the Xizhou fiefdom. When he heard the news of Cao Bingxiu's death, he rushed to the scene as soon as possible. Seeing the desk that had been cut in half, he gasped. Even after hundreds of battles, he couldn't think of what kind of magic weapon it was that could cut the section so smoothly and neatly.

"Is it the legendary 'Dark Blade'?" He hesitated to speak out his doubts. An old man in white robe immediately shook his head: "I'm afraid I can't even do the 'Dark Blade'."

Lin Xiaoyu was stunned and knew that the old man's words would not be wrong. He couldn't help but be even more surprised: "If it's not the 'Dark Blade', how can it be? The Sword of Light?"

The old man did not answer immediately, and sighed after a long time, "I haven't even seen such a cut."

Lin Xiaoyu was even more shocked. After checking Cao Yixiu's body again, he touched his jaw thoughtfully and was stunned. Thirty-six years old, he has a short beard on his jaw, which makes his national face more majestic and solemn. His appearance is not handsome, but at most he can only have good facial features, but with his bright eyes and his strong body, it gives people a feeling of excellence, and even a faint posture of dragons and tigers.

"It seems that someone is thinking of 'Dragon Blood Elixir'," he finally sighed. "Who is still careful about the thing that has been lost for more than ten years?" With that, he suddenly turned around and stared at the old man in white robe and asked, "Besides Cao Bianxiu, who else might know the whereabouts of the 'Dragon Blood Elix'?"

The old man in white robe thought for a moment, "Maybe only Grandpa Jiang is still possible."

"Come on! Invite Euke Jiang to the royal palace immediately!" As soon as Lin Xiaoyu finished speaking, someone outside reported through the door: "Your Highness, Master Tianxiang is back."

"Let him in quickly."

After a while, an old man with a blue shirt, white socks and a with a withered face pushed the door and entered. He first bowed to the King and the old man in white robe, and then lowered his head with a shame, "Master, Your Highness, the King of Lie, is incompetent and failed to get that thing, and folded the six dead spirits he took away."

The two were shocked at the same time, and the old man in white robe asked unhappily, "In whose hand is it folded?"

"He claims to be a bard named Xia Feng."

At the same time, in a remote cold palace in the imperial city, the old Euke Jiang was thrown into the corner of a barren palace. Grandpa Jiang, with colorful eyes, saw the pale black-robed man in front of him for a long time. He couldn't help but be shocked and struggled to get up. At the same time, he asked fiercely and asked, "Who are you? How dare you break into the imperial city?"

The man in black smiled indifferently, "I am the messenger of God, so I can enter and leave the imperial city at will."

The old eunuch opened his mouth and said, "What do you want to do?"

"I want to know the whereabouts of a treasure handed down in Dongxuan Kingdom, that is, the 'dragon blood elixir' lost more than ten years ago!"

"Dragon Blood Elixir!" The old eunuch panicked, "I don't know. You let me go."

"Do you want me to turn you into an idiot?" The man in black smiled coldly, "But at your age, even if you suddenly get Alzheimer's disease, it's not surprising." As he spoke, his dark eyes gradually flashed, and he fixedly stared into the old eunuch's eyes. At first, the old eunuch could still insist on not being confused, but gradually his eyes became hazy, and his eyes gradually lost their aura. The door of the soul slowly opened to the other party, and the secrets in his heart were completely exposed to the other party's mind

Fires ignited everywhere in the imperial city, full of the screams of palace maids and the shouts of rebels. In the golden hall, a young man in a dragon robe turned pale and was shaking his hand to open a brocade box on the dragon case, which contained a red and dazzling pill. Jiang Gonggong, who was at a loss, held a crying baby waiter next to the dragon case, and Cao Yixiu, who was pale, awkwardly served the waitress on the other side. The man in the dragon robe looked miserable. He trembled and took out the red pill. He hesitated for a long time. Finally, he gritted his teeth, turned around and pinched the baby's mouth, and stuffed the pill into her mouth. Danwan's mouth melted and was soon completely sucked into her stomach.

The blood-stained general in front of the "Your Majesty" dragon case was stunned and suddenly fell to the ground. The man in the dragon robe rolled down with tears and suddenly held the baby tightly in his arms and muttered, "Child, don't blame your father. The 'dragon blood elixir' can't escape the peeps of the spirit. Only by dissolving it into your blood can you ensure that it will not fall into the hands of people with ulterior motives." After saying that, he reluctantly handed the baby to the kneeling general in front of him, "Send her to Dongling City and give it to Abedu, the lord of Dongling City. Please!"

The general tied the baby to his back with tears, worshipped the man in the dragon robe three times, and then got up and decided to go

"So that's it!" The man in black withdrew his eyes and smiled faintly at the corners of his mouth. In just a moment, sweat appeared on his face, and his face became paler and thinner, as if he had just experienced a fierce struggle. Eunuch Jiang in front of him sat on the ground with a blank expression, dull eyes, and a long saliva flowing down from the corners of his mouth, as if he had really become an idiot.

When Eunuch Jiang was finally carried to the Liewang's mansion, the old man in white robe only looked at him and sighed, "We are one step late. He has been hit by 'heart peeping', and all the secrets in his heart can't be kept."

"Do you have any news about Princess Yaoji?" The king suddenly shouted outside, and a general hurriedly reported: "In return, the magic machine camp in Dongling City, which escorted Princess Yaoji, was ambushed by the bandit wolf in Dafeng Mountain, and almost destroyed the whole army. Commander Yang Hao died in battle, and the whereabouts of Princess Yaoji and Deputy Commander Yaxin are unknown.

"I sent my own guard Hu Ben camp and immediately went to Dafeng Mountain to search for Princess Yaoji. Anyway, you must find her first!"

"The first snow in 2002 came later than usual. The second-way car parked on the eighth floor took away the last falling yellow leaf." Seeing that it was not far from Jincheng, Xia Feng was in a good mood and couldn't help revealing his "bard" nature. As he walked, he "groaned" loudly to the wilderness. His "poem" made everyone intoxicated. It was not until he finished chanting that the crowd couldn't help applauding. Ji Xuanxuan said with a little regret: "Your poetry sounds good, but it's a pity that you don't understand it very well. What year was 2002? What is a car?

Xia Feng smiled lazily, "That's all in heaven. No wonder no one can understand it."

"Heaven?" Everyone couldn't help showing surprise, but Ji Xuanxuan curled her lips disapprovingly, "Listen to him bragging and inserting two green onions in his nostrils, just think he is an elephant; just make up two crooked words and think he is a fairy?"

Xia Feng smiled meaningfully: "To tell you the truth, you think I'm talking nonsense, but I'm telling you the truth. Forget it, you'd better continue to be my bard."

While several people were talking and laughing, they saw a fast-headed horse in front of them running silently against the crowd, running wildly without a sound of hoofs. This has made everyone feel strange, but the rider on the horse's back made people feel even more strange. He was dressed in a black robe hunting and dancing in the wind, and the high cloak was almost covered. His whole face, looking from afar, looks like the legendary death. Seeing that he had no intention of slowing down, everyone couldn't help but leave a road on both sides of the road for him to pass.

"Who is Princess Yaoji?" He shouted from afar. Out of instinct, Princess Yaoji immediately agreed, "I am."

As soon as the voice fell, the horse rushed to her, and the speed did not decrease. Without waiting for everyone to react, at the moment when the two horses staggered, he suddenly stopped his waist and took Princess Yaoji to his saddle, followed by the horse's abdomen. The Marton rushed out at a speed beyond ordinary people's imagination and shot in the opposite direction of everyone's progress.

" Stop!" Put down the princess!" Xia Feng and Yasin shouted to chase the horse almost at the same time. Unexpectedly, the speed of the white horse was so amazing that even if it was with two people, it was much faster than Xia Feng and Yasin's horse. The two chased the horse desperately, but they still watched the horse in front of them run farther and farther and gradually escaped from their sight.

After chasing for a while, they could no longer see the other party's trace. Seeing the fork in front of them, the two couldn't help looking at each other and knew that chasing was also in vain, so they had to turn back and meet Ji Xuanxuan and Princess Nan first. After discussing for a long time, they had to go to Jincheng first to ask the King for help. Xia Feng promised Yaxin to send Princess Yaoji to Jincheng safely. Now Jincheng is far away, but he has been swept away by the princess in front of him. Whether in terms of face or reputation, he can't ignore it. I couldn't help shouting bad luck in my heart, and vowed that I would never stop if I didn't find Princess Yaoji!

"Your Highness! Yasin was incompetent and let people take away the princess. Please ask the martyr king to be punished!" After rushing into the city, Yasin broke up with Princess Nan and said goodbye, and then hurried to visit the King of Lie, and carefully told the King the story of Princess Yaoji's looting. Lin Xiaoyu, the fierce king, looked pale and angry, but he did not attack. He only raised his hand coldly and signaled, "It's not your fault. I underestimated the other party!"

Seeing Xia Feng and Ji Xuanxuan who came to the royal palace on the same road as Yasin, there was a trace of doubt in the Liewang's eyes, "These two are"

As soon as Xia Feng looked at the spirit of the king, he knew that he was a person with real power. In accordance with the principle of offending a gentleman rather than a villain, he restrained his indifferent look and saluted him a little, and maybe he would ask him for help in the future.

"Xia Feng, the bard Xia Feng?" When the king heard that Xia Feng's name changed slightly, he couldn't help looking at him carefully and then smiled, "If you work hard for me to escort Princess Yaoji, will I treat you badly? Come on! Reward!"

In a short time, a waiter came out with a tray, and the plate was full of yellow and white things. The boldness of the action made Yaxin and Ji Xuanxuan, who came from a rich family, stunned. However, Xia Feng didn't care at all. He only glanced at those things and held his fist lazily and said, "Xia Feng is already ashamed that he failed to send the princess safely to Jincheng. How dare he ask for a reward from the king?"

Xia Feng's unconcerned look stunned the martyr king. He didn't know that Xia Feng was also a rich and spoiled master. What kind of gold, silver and jewelry he hadn't seen? Seeing his refusal, the king's face darkened: "I have never recovered what I have rewarded."

Seeing that the other party was unhappy, Xia Feng had to say to himself in his heart, "Don't do it for nothing", and then arched his hand to King Lie: "Then thank you, Your Highness King Lie."

The king looked slightly pale and waved his hand to Xia Feng: "You're welcome. You still need to work hard to find the princess. Go down and have a rest and prepare. I will inform you as soon as there is news.

The three quickly left and were taken to the guest room by the insider to rest. It was not until they went far away that the King asked the white-robed old man beside him, "What kind of person do you think he is?"

The old man hesitated for a moment, "I can't see through it. He has the skill of a warrior and the temperament of a magician. He is the only strange person I have seen in my life. If he can be used by the king, he will be a rare wizard in a hundred years. Speaking of this old man's words, "How to find Princess Yaoji, what's the best way for Your Highness?"

The king thought for a moment and smiled gloomyly, "In addition to informing the horses everywhere to pay attention to inquire, it seems that we have to ask for help."

Walking on the streets of Jincheng, Xia Feng marveled at its prosperity and couldn't help sighing: "I didn't expect that the ancient city was so prosperous, but such a rich and prosperous city is not afraid of attracting the looting of wingers?"

"Don't be afraid, the wingmen have little endurance and usually can't go deep into the hinterland of the mainland. Besides," Yaxin pointed to the tall wall in the distance. "At the head of Jincheng City and many important places, there are Jingshi magic machine camps. They are equipped with powerful light arrows, which are the nemesis of the wingmen."

"Tranking arrow?"

"Yes, it is a special rocket launched by gunpowder. After igniting, it will blow fire and fly into the air, so it is called a twilight arrow," Yasin said and explained, "It's a bit like a diamond monkey played by children. It will explode after rising into the air, and the iron fragments wrapped in it will fly out and shoot in all directions to kill. With a force of several feet, it is the most feared high-altitude weapon of the wingman.

"Oh, I understand," Xia Feng suddenly realized, "it's like a high-altitude bomb!"

Seeing Yaxin's confusion, Xia Feng didn't want to explain to him what a bomb was, so he turned to the topic and asked, "Where are we going?"

"I know there is a very famous divinationist in Jincheng. Let's go to him now and ask him to show us a clear way to find Princess Yaoji."

The dim and dark door was opened heavily. Led by the jailer carrying a lantern, the king passed through the long corridor and finally came to an almost closed prison door. Looking in through the window on the door, he saw a fair-skinned and short ** teenager shrinking in a corner of the cell and facing the prison door. The sound outside was deafening.

The king nodded with satisfaction, and then signaled slightly to the jailer, who hurriedly opened the door of the prison. King Lie bent down and got into the cell, looked around first, and then turned around and scolded the jailer outside: "I asked you to treat Prince Alette well. How can you let him live in such a place?"

This cell should be said to be very neat and clean, not like a cell at all. The floor is covered with carpets, ** bedding and pillows are complete, teapots, wine glasses and other utensils on the table, and even several crude calligraphy and painting banners are hung on the wall. Ordinary people's homes are not so neat. After scolding the jailer, the king turned around and smiled at the teenager, "Prince Alette, I was really uneasy to let you suffer in such a simple and dirty place. I hope the prince doesn't mind. I will immediately send you to a better place to recover."

Prince Alette slowly turned around and saw that his skin was extremely white and smooth, and his face was more beautiful than that of the most delicate girl. His curly blonde hair casually spread his shoulders, and his eyes were blue like the sea, which was much darker than that of the Daxi people. His body is thin and strong, his upper body is strong and his lower body is slender, which is not like a normal person's body at all.

"Your Highness, I'm your prisoner. If you have anything to say, don't bother to guess." He said lightly, with a clear alien smell in his voice.

"Your Highness, I have something to ask you for help," King Lie sighed. "I want my people to help me find someone to the west of Jincheng. I know this is your director."

Prince Alette said indifferently, "I have been imprisoned in this dungeon by His Royal Highness. How can I inform my people?"

King Lie smiled leisurely, "I know that you can make a sound that we can't hear. This sound can be heard far in the air, and you can send some simple messages from a long distance. I will transfer you to a tall building. You shout to the sky, hoping that your people can hear you, and then you tell your people what I want. I will prepare the post stations along the way, leaving food and resting places for your people, so that they can go deep into the hinterland of Dongxuan. If you can find the person I'm looking for, I will restore your freedom immediately.

Hearing the last sentence, Prince Alette's eyes lit up and couldn't help standing up, revealing the pair of meat wings tightly attached to his body on his back. He looked up nervously at the martyr king with a whole head taller than himself: "Are you telling the truth?"

"I will do what I say!"

"That's good! I'll try!"

"Du, Du, Du!" After respectfully knocking on the divine drum three times, the solemn divination master whispered to Yaxin, who was kneeling in front of the divine case, "You can start asking."

Yaxin knelt on the ground respectfully, while Xia Feng stood behind him a foot away and bit his fingers with relish. He had no chewing gum and had to replace it with his fingers. Xia Feng has always been disgusted with such pretending to be a ghost, but now in the game, any kind of setting is possible. Maybe these tricks that deceive fools in reality may really work here. Because of this, Xia Feng waited patiently behind.

"I want to ask the whereabouts of a friend. Where can I find her? Who is the guy in black who took her away? Why did you take her away? Yasin bowed respectfully after saying that. The divinationist, who was over the age of Huajia, twisted several stems and white whiskers under his jaw and lowered his eyes motionlessly: "Write her name on the sand table."

The divination master said something, and his whole body began to tremble involuntarily until he was almost crazy. At this time, some symbols and scribbled handwriting slowly began to appear on the sand table, like an invisible pen walking the dragon and snake on the fine sand until the whole sand table was full. Yaxin looked at those handwriting curiously. He was not familiar with Dongxuanwen at all, nor did he know a little about the big Spanish or Semin. He doesn't know any of those words.

The fortune teller finally breathed a sigh of relief and slowly opened his eyes, looking as tired as if he had just experienced a strenuous exercise. When he saw the handwriting on the sand table, his face turned pale, his eyes widened with fear, and his lips trembled for a long time and couldn't speak.

"Master, what do you say on the hexagram?" Yaxin asked carefully, and the fortune teller's look made him a little worried, for fear that something had happened to Princess Yaoji.

"Don't ask me!" The fortune teller suddenly raised his hand to erase the handwriting, "I don't know anything. You've never been here today, and I've never seen you, let alone count this gossip!"

"How can that work!" Yasin couldn't help but be anxious. "You said you could count everything in the world, and you also received my gossip."

"I will double the money back to you!" The fortune teller hurriedly said, "But I don't know anything. It's useless for you to ask."

"Bun bastard!" Yaxin's young master finally broke out of temper, slapped the sand table on the table, glared at the fortune teller and asked, "What did you clearly do? Why didn't you tell me? What are you afraid of?"

"I dare not say!" The fortune teller almost cried, "Your friend fell into the hands of the most horrible and evil death star. Even if you know her whereabouts are in vain, I dare not reveal the whereabouts of the death star."

"Death Star?" Yasin couldn't help frowning, "What is the Death Star?"

The divination master hesitated for a long time and finally whispered, "Recently, there have been rumors among the people that the four stars of disaster, chaos, killing and death have come to Atlandes, which will bring unprecedented disaster to the mainland. I never believed in such rumors, but after seeing the gossip just now, I knew that all this was true. No one dares to offend the Death Star at all!"

"What will happen if you offend it?" Before Yasin could speak, Xia Feng had come here lazily and was still nibbling his fingers. The divination master was stunned and shook his head in a daze: "I don't know."

"Do you know what I would do if I offend you?" Xia Feng showed a "Xing Ye" signature sinister smile on his face, stopped gnawing his fingers, and slowly fell on the handle of the knife.

"What do you want?" As soon as the divist's words fell, a white light had passed from his chest, and his front corset was suddenly cut from it, leaving a shallow knife mark on his chest and abdomen, and blood beads slowly oozed out. Seeing this, the fortune teller thought that he had been poisoned. He couldn't help screaming and fell to the ground softly.

"Oh, I'msorry!" Xia Feng wiped the blood stains on the tip of the knife with a comfortable expression. "I just wanted to scare you with this first knife, but I'm really sorry that I accidentally hurt you if I didn't learn well. I wanted to cut one of your ears with this second knife, but since the first knife has hurt you, I will only cut a pinch of your hair with this second knife. Don't shake, or I won't be able to aim."

"Don't! Don't! I said! I said!" The divator knelt down in a hurry and said to Yaxin in a hoarse voice, "Your friend has been taken to the Tongling Mountains. They are going to climb over the Tongfeng."

Now it's Yasin's turn to turn pale, his eyes are straight, and the fear on his face is even more than that of the divator. Xia Feng couldn't help shaking his hand in front of him: "Hey! What's wrong?"

Yaxin took a deep breath and said in astringent voice, "The Copper Peak, also known as the Peak of Death, is the highest mountain on the continent of Addis."