The scorching sun sets and the light is dim.

Inside that primitive jungle, the former ruins area of ​​Zheng State.

Si Yuan, Jing Ji, Nong Yu, Yan Ling Ji and Si Tianze, each of them sneaked into this place quietly with their own weapons.

Hundreds of meters in the air.

There is also a petite bird death puppet that floats in the air as the air flows.

He looked down at the overall situation of the Han Palace below, and carefully monitored the movements of Han Fei and Mrs. Mingzhu with the light of his eyes.

"The ruins of Zheng State..." Si Tianze walked on the ruined ground, carefully observing the surrounding situation, thinking in his heart: "The rise of Duke Zhuang of Zheng back then was too unusual."

"Unitly surrounded by strong enemies, the country will be strong in a very short time."

"Finally become the little overlord of the last era."

"The rapid rise of Duke Zhuang of Zheng is indeed extraordinary." Si Yuan walked while carefully observing the ambushing terrain here and advised Si Tianze: "However, I do not recommend that you search for Duke Zhuang of Zheng."

"The water inside is too deep and it will drown people."

When Si Tianze heard these words, he turned his head to look at Si Yuan.

I feel like I think about it.

"It seems that you know some important news that I don't know."

"So what if you know, so what if you don't know. This is not the key to the matter." Si Yuanting looked forward and talked to Tianze.

"The most important point is actually whether you have the fate to use it and turn it into your own use."

"If you can't do it, you can't keep it."

"What can I do if I know more and even take it into my own hands? I can easily take it away by a stronger person and beat you to death."

"At that time, everything will be empty."

"Like a mirror, a water moon."

"Only things that you have the ability to hold can truly belong to you. If you can't keep them, even if you have them for the time being, they will not belong to you."

"You are just taking care of others."

Hearing the words of Si Yuan of the same clan, Si Tianze fell into silence.

This moment.

He couldn't help but recall his past.

At that time, he was the prince of Baiyue, with a noble status and a special status, and seemed to have a bright and bright future.

But, what happened.

He has now become the deposed prince of Baiyue and has even been imprisoned and tortured for more than ten years.

Almost lost his life.

"What you are right, what you can't keep does not belong to you, it's just keeping it for others." Si Tianze's expression was still calm, without any emotional ups and downs.

He turned his head slightly and looked at Si Yuan.

"What are you planning to ambush?"

"This place is good!" Si Yuan took the lead in coming to the corridor and looked forward, and he happened to be able to see the interior of the Han Palace.

Seeing this, everyone was puzzled.

Si Yuan did not hesitate, and he waved his hand to summon his Prison-Devouring Sword.

The wide and thick sword blade slashed in the air, and the invisible energy dissipated. The realm space of the Prison-Devouring Sword Spirit began to unfold here.

Instantly.

The bloody and evil scene manifested and reflected in front of everyone.

The desolate and dead bloody earth, the rushing bloody river, and the ghostly clouds in the air that look like dark clouds...

As if there were and without, everyone could hear ghosts crying and howling.

The rich and condensed blood evil aura was jumping and burning like real flames, lingering in the evil scene in front of you.

See this scene.

The Qingluan cub, who was held in Nong Yu's arms, suddenly widened his small eyes as big as mung beans.

Her furry and small body was a little ready to move.

Seeing this, Nong Yu quickly reached out and gently stroked Qingluan's petite body, comforted her and said, "Xiaoqing, be good, don't move casually now."

"That's Brother Si's thing, don't destroy it."

The little guy was touched by jade and his hair was so comfortable that he narrowed his eyes.

I can't even see what Si Yuan made.

"You guys are lying in the sword spirit space and ready to attack." Si Yuan pointed to everyone and reminded: "At that time, I will force Han Fei and Mrs. Mingzhu in."

"Everyone beat up Mrs. Mingzhu together."

"Don't hit the wrong person, ambush and attack Han Fei."

Mei Ji reached out and patted her small breasts, and promised: "Don't worry, brother, we won't attack the wrong person."

Si Tianze and others said nothing.

Take the initiative to walk into the sword spirit space of the Prison-Devouring Sword.

Suishi, Yang Ji, Nong Yu and others followed closely behind, hiding in it one by one, scattering each other, and preparing for their own ambush.

After a moment, Si Yuan was left standing alone in the corridor.

"The hunting game is time to start...!"

He carried the Prison-Devouring Sword, turned around and jumped to the top of the corridor, and lay on it.

Then try your best to restrain your own breath fluctuations.

...

...

About a quarter of an hour later.

Through observing the dead puppets who were lingering in the air for hundreds of meters, Si Yuan discovered that Han Fei was being chased by Mrs. Mingzhu.

With the secret help of the Nislin Sword, Han Fei quickly fled forward.

Mrs. Mingzhu was chasing her behind, looking a little angry and angry, and her beautiful face was a hint of hideous look.

"Han Fei, how dare you ruin the big thing I have planned for a long time!"

"I'm going to cut you alive with my own hands!"

"Madam, don't do this. I really didn't mean it..." Han Fei ran ahead, complaining secretly in his heart.

This time, he didn't mean it.

It just happened to accidentally interrupt Mrs. Mingzhu's self-transformation.

This led to Mrs. Mingzhu's insistence on killing him, and she was completely unwilling to worry about her identity and position at this moment.

...

...

The top of the corridor in the distance.

When Si Yuan saw this scene, he felt that the plan had changed unexpectedly.

He no longer hesitated and decided to change his plan temporarily. Before Han Fei could directly attract people, he decided to commit suicide in person.

"Man's calculation is not as good as God's calculation..."

He murmured to himself.

Jump out of the corridor, muscles, muscles, skin, etc. in your body, and start changing positions and changing your body shape.

When he came to the interior of the Han Palace.

From the outside, he completely became another strange young man.

Even the wide and thick Prison-Devouring Sword in his right hand shrank to only three inches in size, and was hidden and held in the palm of his right hand.

Seeing that Han Fei and Mrs. Mingzhu's movements have led to more and more Korean soldiers gathering here.

Si Yuan immediately accelerated and ran wildly.

When he arrived near Han Fei, he said nothing. He raised his right hand and pressed his palm forward.

The next moment.

An invisible space appeared in front of Mrs. Mingzhu and Han Fei.

"You guys come in..."
Chapter completed!