After Zhang Yifeng left, Sima Ji looked puzzled.

Is this earth the name of a city or a town? Anyway, I have never heard of this place in the Kingdom of Dali.

Shaking his head, Sima Ji returned to the counselor's office and went straight to the room where Sima Long was.

"Father, he is gone?"

Sima Long's inquiry sounded.

Sima Ji nodded, looked at Sima Long with a deep look, and asked with a serious look: "Xiaolong, are you still unwilling to accept it in your heart?"

Sima Long pursed his lips and said nothing.

Sima Ji frowned. He could see from Sima Long's eyes that Sima Long was very upset about Zhang Yifeng's serious injury to him.

Even until now, Sima Long is thinking about how to take revenge.

Sima Ji's face darkened and he said sternly: "Answer my question!"

Hearing Sima Ji's words, Sima Longquan's body trembled, gritted his teeth, and said, "Father, I know he is very strong, but if I give me time, I..."

Before Sima Long could finish his words, he was interrupted by Sima Ji.

"Damn it!"

Sima Ji scolded angrily and said coldly: "Do you think you can catch up with the footsteps of the special envoy with time? Humph, it's a foolish dream. Do you know that the special envoy is not only strong in his own strength, but by his side,

There is also a servant with even more strength!”

A powerful servant!

Hearing Sima Ji's words, Sima Long was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "How powerful is that servant?"

“How powerful?”

Sima Ji sneered and said, "Even the commander of the King's personal guard, Lord Yuwen, is not her opponent. How powerful do you think is?"

When Sima Long heard this, he took a breath of air conditioning, and at the same time, a deep sense of powerlessness arose in his heart.

Yu Wenxin, the commander of the King's personal guard, is the strongest person in the Dali Kingdom. He has always regarded Yu Wenxin as his idol, but he never expected that a servant around Zhang Yifeng would have to cultivate.

Better than Yuwen Xin!

If someone else said this to him, he would definitely be disdainful, but it was his father Sima Ji who said this, and he could not believe it.

"Father, I know what to do."

After a while, Sima Long said this to Sima Ji and fell into silence.

When Sima Ji heard this, he nodded with satisfaction and said, "Now, I am the lord of Yong'an City. I am just yours. Sooner or later, this position will belong to you. You are my Sima Ji's son.

You should know which one is more important.”

After saying that, Sima Ji left, leaving only Sima Long with a frown and contemplative face.

At this time, on an ancient road, a man in green was riding a spiritual deer and was rushing forward quickly. This person was Zhang Yifeng.

The spiritual deer is covered with colorful starlight, and the auspiciousness is rising under his feet. If someone is here, he will definitely be very amazed, because the spiritual deer's speed is simply too fast. Although it cannot be said to be a thousand miles in a flash, it is faster than an ordinary monk flying on his sword.

I don't know how many.

Zhang Yifeng looked ahead and murmured to himself: "This road is the only way to the royal city. If you continue at this speed, I will be able to catch up with them in two more hours."

He looked down at Linglu, and a curious look appeared in Zhang Yifeng's eyes.

Before he came to Yong'an City, Linglu didn't know where to go. The disappearance of Linglu made him depressed for a while, and he thought Linglu would not come back.

But what he didn't expect was that just when he left Yong'an City and was about to chase the twenty-two princes and Yuwen Xin, he met Ling Lu halfway.

He was a little curious. When he came to Yong'an City, Linglu did not follow him. How did it know its whereabouts?

Even with his knowledge, he was full of doubts. Even though he had read all the ancient books in his previous life, he did not know the origin of Linglu.

Of course, he didn't care much about this issue, because he could feel that Linglu was very friendly to him, which was enough.

After abandoning the messy thoughts in his mind, Zhang Yifeng and Linglu continued to rush forward quickly, and their figures gradually disappeared at the end of the road.

Time passes, a place with dense forests, three figures and weapons fly.

These three people are the twenty-two princes, the man in gray robe and Yu Wen Xin.

At this moment, the twenty-two princes suddenly stopped, turned to look at Yuwen Xin, and asked, "General Yuwen, why are we leaving in such a hurry?"

Seeing that the twenty-two princes suddenly stopped, Yuwen Xin also stopped and frowned and said, "Your Highness, have you not found out that Zhang Yifeng is full of hostility towards you?"

"hostility?"

The twenty-two prince sneered: "I have known this for a long time, and I am also full of hostility towards him. One day, I will kill him with my own hands!"

In his life, he had never hated a person so much, and Zhang Yifeng was the one he wished he could cut into pieces.

After hearing the words of the Twenty-Two Princes, Yuwen Xin was silent for a moment, and then said, "Do you know that when he was in the valley before, he had already murdered you. If we were still in the city lord's mansion, maybe you

Already dead."

Upon hearing this, the twenty-two princes changed his face and said coldly: "I am the prince of the Kingdom of Dali, I don't believe it. How dare he kill me?"

Yuwen Xin shook her head.

"Your Highness, let's hurry up and hurry up. He will catch up at any time. Only by returning to the royal city can we be safer."

However, after hearing Yu Wen Xin's words, the twenty-two princes sneered: "Hmph, I don't believe it. He really dares to catch up?"

Just as his words were finished, a voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"Your Highness, I'm afraid you will be disappointed."

Hearing this voice, the Twenty-Two Prince's face changed drastically.

He was very familiar with this voice, and he could even say he hated him to the bone.

At this moment, he felt a burning pain on his face. He didn't expect that as soon as he said that Zhang Yifeng would not catch up, Zhang Yifeng appeared.

On the side, Yu Wen Xin's face also changed drastically, as if she was facing a great enemy.

He yelled at the twenty-two princes: "I'll hold him back, go!"

The Twenty-Two Prince's face was gloomy and terrible. Of course he knew what Zhang Yifeng was catching up with him, but he didn't expect that Zhang Yifeng was so brave!

He was a person who cherished his life very much. After understanding that Zhang Yifeng was really here to kill him, the only thing he thought about was to escape.

Because he knew very well that there was a red spirit around Zhang Yifeng, even if the three of them came together, they would definitely not be able to do anything to Zhang Yifeng.

"Walk!"

In a moment, the twenty-two princes had already made the decision, took off the flying sword, and flew out forward.
Chapter completed!