Even the bright fireworks could not dispel the coldness around him. The white frost mist in the night continued to fill the air, making Han Fei tighten his clothes in front of his chest.
Wei Zhuang lowered the shark-tooth sword in his hand, glanced at the Xueyi Hou lightly, and said nothing.
However, as hundreds of famous soldiers gathered around, the situation in the field was about to break out.
"General Bai, the red lotus is still in their hands." Han Fei reminded.
Hearing this, the Bloody Marquis glanced at him and said, "The king's order is for us to rescue His Highness the Crown Prince. Since the Crown Prince is safe and sound, the Ninth Young Master can leave."
Han Fei flatly rejected this proposal, "No, my father has always doted on Honglian, so nothing can happen to her."
While he was speaking, Bai Yifei had slowly drawn out his sword from the side of the saddle, "People are always worried about things they can't accomplish. Young Master Ninth should know that the best way to get rid of nightmares is to give up soberly."
Han Fei heard what he meant and smiled softly, "If you don't persist, how will you know whether what follows is a nightmare or a sweet dream?"
Listening to Han Fei's voice, Bai Yifei's blood-stained lips slightly raised, revealing a bloodthirsty smile, "Then, Ninth Young Master, let's have a good experience and see if that illusory dream is as wonderful as you expected."
As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding temperature instantly dropped several degrees. The frost that was originally just hanging on the grass and trees has gradually condensed into a thin layer of ice.
At the same time, the ice spears originally inserted into the ground suddenly began to extend, as if limbs grew out of thin air, heading towards the people in Baiyue.
Seeing this, Tianze swung the iron rope behind him and broke several ice spikes with difficulty, but the endless ice tentacles continued to surge towards them.
Even as the Xueyihou on the white horse approached, the surroundings became a bit colder, and there was a feeling that the soul was trembling due to the cold.
The horse's hooves stepped on the ice, and the blood pupils stared closely at Yan Lingji who was holding the red lotus.
An evil smile appeared on her face, and she said softly: "A beauty like you shouldn't play with fire."
Several flames splashed around the body, but they were quickly extinguished in the icy cold air. Yan Lingji pulled Hong Lian and leaned back.
"Do you think you look handsome when playing swordsmanship? In my opinion, you are more like a pervert!" Even though the surrounding frost has completely enveloped the others, Yan Lingji's eyes are still indifferent and indifferent.
Contempt.
Listening to the beauty's disdainful voice, the smile on Bai Yifei's face deepened, "A tough talk can't save any of you, it will only bring you more pain."
In response, Yan Lingji ignored him, put away the wooden hairpin that was staring at Honglian's neck, chuckled and said in her ear: "Dear little princess, it seems that he doesn't listen to your brother's dissuasion and wants to kill you too.
It’s over!”
Honglian's bright eyes were wide open, and she stared at the Xueyi Hou who was getting closer, but what she felt more deeply was that it was so cold here.
Before Yan Lingji's instigation could work, the Xueyi Hou sneered, raised the blood-red sword in his hand, and came to Tianze in the next moment. Without giving him a chance to take action, he broke through his defense composed of six iron ropes with one sword.
The next moment, Tianze's entire body was thrown into the air.
The area was already surrounded by white-armored guards. When Wushuanggui and others saw that Tianze was injured, they immediately moved towards Bai Yifei to prevent the opponent from finishing the attack.
However, in the surrounding field formed by ice spears, Bai Yifei's combat power seemed to have reached an unprecedented height. With just one sword strike, all three of them fell to the ground.
Turning his head, he looked at the only person still standing in Baiyue, Yan Lingji.
Pointing the blood-red sword at the fallen man, "One chip can only exchange for one life. It's your turn to make a choice."
"It's up to me to choose!"
At this moment, a discordant sound sounded, causing everyone to look to the other side.
I saw a young man appearing next to me at some point, waving to everyone, seemingly curious.
Seeing him, Han Fei pursed his lips but said nothing.
But when he appeared, Yan Lingji looked at him closely. She knew that Zheng Ze would definitely appear at this time!
However, the ones who reacted the most were not Han Fei and her, or Wei Zhuang and Bai Yifei. The one who watched the most carefully was Hong Lian who was held hostage by Yan Lingji.
Recalling the voice just now, she had a very familiar feeling, but the scene was a bit messy and she was not sure.
Seeing Zheng Ze finally appear, a strange smile appeared on the Xueyihou's face, "I'm curious, who are you looking for to convince me this time?"
At this time, Wei Zhuang also slowly put away his shark teeth. When Zheng Ze appeared here, he had already completed his role as quicksand.
The purpose of the Bloody Marquis tonight is very simple. He wants to take away his own prey. Zheng Ze is not on the list, but his appearance is an unexpected surprise.
In response, Zheng Ze shrugged, walked to a white-armored guard, put his hand on his shoulder, took out a piece of paper and spread it out in front of him.
"Brother, let me show you something good."
The soldier glanced at the Xueyi Hou and saw that he had no expression, so he had no choice but to let Zheng Ze look at the paper in his hand in this posture.
But it was okay not to look at it. When he looked at it, his face instantly turned pale, his eyes trembled a little, and he turned to look at Zheng Ze's side face.
He smiled deeply and handed the paper to the other party's hand, "I'll show it to your Marquis, he likes to see it."
He didn't dare to delay, and quickly ran to Bai Yifei with the paper in hand, handing it to him with trembling hands.
A pale hand picked up the paper, and after scanning it twice to read the contents, his expression did not change at all. However, the paper in his hand instantly condensed with a thin layer of ice, and was eventually crushed into powder by his palm.
His eyes moved to Zheng Ze again and he said lightly: "So you like to use this kind of trick."
Ignoring his comments, Zheng Ze just said: "If His Highness the Crown Prince stays in such a cold place at night, the Marquis cannot bear it if he catches the wind and cold."
Hearing this, the Blood-clothed Marquis smiled evilly, turned to look at the prince who seemed to have lost his soul, and said, "Take His Royal Highness back to the palace."
As his words fell, the surrounding white-armored guards immediately followed the order and escorted the prince away from here in front of Han Fei.
The Bloody Marquis turned the horse's head and put the blood-red long sword in his hand back into the scabbard. The horse's hooves stepped on the ground and passed by Zheng Ze, making him feel a chill.
"A fish that likes to jump out of the water is not only ignorant, but also stupid, because it will be caught quickly."
As the sound of horse hooves faded away, Bai Yifei's voice came back. He wanted to go to Mrs. Mingzhu to confirm the content on the paper, but this was more like the prey's last helpless struggle. Only when the real murderous intention appears, the prey will understand that he is facing
What a despair.
As he left, the cold atmosphere here eased, and most importantly, the oppressive feeling in people's hearts disappeared.
Zheng Ze pursed his lips. Although he worked hard every day, there were some things that he couldn't rush.
At this moment, Han Fei said softly with a helpless tone: "Brother Zheng, let her let Honglian go."
But as soon as he finished speaking, he saw Hong Lian walking over angrily, "It's you, you disciple!"
She would never forget this annoying sound. Recalling how he pretended to be deaf and dumb before, everything clicked!
The princess pinched her waist, her pretty little face was full of annoyance, and she stared at Zheng Ze angrily with her big eyes open.
Han Fei was slightly stunned. He looked at Honglian and then at Zheng Ze. He really didn't expect that when did Honglian know Zheng Ze?
However, Zheng Ze looked at Yan Lingji on the other side with a half-smiling expression, and it was not difficult to guess that she did it on purpose.
"Honglian, do you have any misunderstanding?" He scratched his head and asked softly.
Before Honglian could answer, Yan Lingji suddenly appeared behind her, and a soft and charming voice sounded in her ears, "It seems that someone has made the noble little princess angry. He really deserves death. Let your brother beat you up now."
Beat him to death!"
The voice she put close to her ear made Honglian's anger stagnant. She instantly remembered that she had caught her that time, and they were obviously in the same group.
Although I have great confidence in Brother Ninth's intelligence, if he were to roll up his sleeves and hit someone, he might not even be able to beat himself...
Wei Zhuang glanced here indifferently, then walked aside with Shark Tooth in his arms, showing no interest in the involvement between them.
Looking at Hong Lian who was "held hostage" by Yan Lingji again, Han Fei said to Zheng Ze: "Although I don't know how Brother Zheng persuaded the Blood-clothed Marquis, the preparation for the night will not be so simple."
Hearing this, Zheng Ze smiled and stretched out a finger, "The only thing that can defeat the rumors is another kind of rumor. But I think the ninth master should advise your sister to be more sensible."
Hong Lian, who had not acted rashly under the threat of Yan Lingji, heard his words, and anger emerged in her beautiful eyes again. Thinking of this guy squeezing her pure, beautiful and flawless face without mercy, she wanted to put his hands on him.
All chopped down!
"Reason? Why do you want me to be rational? Disciple, you wait for this princess until I return to the palace and let my father..."
Before she could continue, Yan Lingji's hairpin pressed against Hong Lian's delicate neck again, "Your Highness, don't forget, this is not a palace!"
Seeing Honglian being bullied in front of Han Fei, Zheng Ze still felt that this was not good. He raised his hand and said softly: "Let her go."
Hearing this, Yan Lingji glanced at Zheng Ze, snorted softly, ignited flames at her fingertips, and burned the rope that bound Hong Lian's hands.
Hong Lian, who was freed from the trap, immediately grabbed Han Fei's sleeve with one quick step, and half of her body was behind him, watching Zheng Ze and Yan Lingji warily.
"How about letting you go and wiping out what happened last time?" Zheng Ze said softly.
Honglian looked at him with some disbelief. He kidnapped him once and bullied her, and then kidnapped him again and it was written off. What's the point?
…
Hundreds of white-armored guards escorted the prince back to the palace. The blood-clad Marquis glanced at the soldier who had just handed the paper to Zheng Ze and said softly: "Your heart beat a little extra."
The soldier turned around and looked at him doubtfully, and then heard the second sentence, "You shouldn't be afraid."
I only had time to hear the last word clearly, and the next moment I felt like I had lost all perception.
The team of white-armored guards continued to move forward, leaving behind a human-shaped ice sculpture wherever they passed.
