Zhao Tong said anxiously: "I have been discovered. They are too powerful. I am no match at all. Sir, please save me quickly. My Nascent Soul can't hold it anymore."
At the end of the story, Zhao Tong even started to cry, which was the fear of facing death.
Langfeng roared angrily: "Answer me, where are they?"
Zhao Tong's expression changed and he quickly said: "They have left the inn. Sir, please save me. As long as you are willing to save me, I will do your best for you in the future."
left?
Hearing Zhao Tong's words, Lang Feng's expression changed.
Before coming, he had sworn to the Twenty-Two Princes that he would complete the mission brilliantly, but now they didn't even see the shadow of their target.
Even if he goes back, he will never be able to explain it to the Twenty-Two Princes!
Thinking of this, Langfeng roared angrily, and in Zhao Tong's horrified eyes, he smashed Zhao Tong's Nascent Soul to pieces with a knife.
Zhao Tong never thought that the enemy did not kill him, but he would eventually die in the hands of his own people.
After killing Zhao Tong, Langfeng led everyone outside the inn.
"Sir, are we leaving like this?" a man in black asked after leaving the inn.
Langfeng frowned: "What else can we do if we don't leave? Those people discovered Zhao Tong, and now they may have run away without a trace."
All the men in black were silent, and they were all frightened in their hearts.
Because they knew very well that if they went back like this, what awaited them would definitely not be glory, but severe punishment from the Twenty-Two Princes.
"I didn't expect that our Death Squadron was always invincible, but we ended up here today. It's really sad!"
Langfeng sighed. Although he felt very helpless, he could only take everyone back to recover.
Since no trace of the enemy was found, everyone was in a low mood.
At the same time, in a hidden corner, Zhang Yifeng turned and looked at Hong Ling beside him.
"Hong Ling, it's your turn to appear."
Hong Ling had been waiting impatiently for a long time. When she heard Zhang Yifeng's words, she said excitedly: "Don't worry, leave it to me."
After saying that, Hong Ling's figure flashed and disappeared.
"Father, let's take action too." Zhang Yifeng said to Xu Nantian.
Xu Nantian nodded and disappeared in front of him in a few flashes of light.
At this time, Zhang Yifeng said to Qiu Lin beside him: "Qiu Hou, you stay here while I go to pick up Hong Ling and my adoptive father."
Qiu Lin nodded. He also knew that among them, he was the least powerful, and there should be people left here to take care of them.
"My dear nephew, you can go with peace of mind, I will leave this place to you."
Zhang Yifeng nodded and chased after Lang Feng and others in the direction they left.
What Zhang Yifeng didn't know was that as soon as he left, two figures quietly descended into Yuelai Inn.
"Strange, why is there no one?" A sinister voice sounded.
The voice was still floating, and a man covered in blood robe walked into the room where Zhang Yifeng and others had been.
Then, the man in blood robe saw Zhao Tong's body on the bed.
"Isn't this Zhao Tong? How could he die here? And this arrow seems to have been prepared by the Twenty-Two Princes for the Death Squadron?"
The man in blood robe looked at the arrow stuck in Zhao Tong's body, with doubts in his eyes.
He knew the plan of the Twenty-Two Princes. Langfeng's Death Squadron was here to confuse the enemy. It was he and Yin Wuji who really wanted to kill the target.
But how could the Death Squadron's arrow hit Zhao Tong?
Inexplicably, the man in blood-robed felt an unpleasant feeling in his heart.
Not long after, a very feminine voice came from outside the door.
"Blood Demon, you old guy are one step ahead of me again."
Hearing that feminine voice, the Blood Demon narrowed his eyes slightly and said dissatisfiedly: "Yin Wuji, you bitch, I told His Highness you just killed a few people, I alone am enough, what are you doing here?
"
As he said that, the Blood Demon looked towards the door.
At this time, a handsome young man with a pale face and an extremely feminine face walked in.
This person is exactly Yin Wuji.
After hearing what the Blood Demon said, Yin Wuji's face turned a little cold: "Gore Demon, if you call me a sissy again, I will tear your mouth to pieces!"
Having said this, Yin Wuji paused and suddenly smiled.
"Oh, by the way, your mouth is already rotten, so I didn't even need to tear it apart, haha."
"snort!"
The Blood Demon snorted coldly, then became serious and said: "Okay, let's not bicker here, let's find someone first."
When Yin Wuji heard this, his expression became serious. When he saw Zhao Tong's body on the bed, he was stunned for a moment.
"Isn't this Zhao Tong? What is going on?" Yin Wuji asked in a deep voice.
The Blood Demon shook his head: "I don't know either, but one thing is for sure, there must have been some accident. Otherwise, Zhao Tong would not have died here."
Afterwards, the two looked at each other, and both released their spiritual consciousness, spreading out to the surroundings.
Under the exploration of their spiritual consciousness, Blood Demon and Yin Wuji soon discovered the traces of the Death Team.
At the same time, through their spiritual exploration, they discovered that several figures were rapidly approaching the Blood Demon team.
"No, the Death Team is in danger, leave quickly!"
The Blood Demon screamed and rushed out first.
When Yin Wuji saw this, he followed closely.
Langfeng led a group of men in black to Qingshui Street. Qingshui Street is the only way back to the palace, but it is sparsely populated. Even in broad daylight, there are not many people.
And now it is raining, and there is no one on the whole street.
Walking on Qingshui Street, Lang Feng felt an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart. He had a vague feeling that something bad was about to happen.
Thinking of this, Langfeng quickly said to everyone: "Go forward quickly!"
However, as soon as he finished speaking, a scream came from the team behind him.
"ah!"
Hearing the scream, Lang Feng's expression changed drastically and he quickly looked back.
I saw a red figure rushing into the team. This figure shattered the chest of a man in black with just one punch.
This shows that the enemy is very powerful.
"Enemy attack! Prepare to fight!"
After all, Langfeng was the captain of the Death Squadron. He quickly calmed down from his brief shock and immediately issued an order to the Death Squadron.
"ah!"
At this time, another scream sounded, and a man in black died tragically on the spot again.
The remaining seventeen men in black all looked horrified. They reacted instantly and quickly formed a formation to surround the red figure.