When everyone heard the sound, they went out and saw an extremely luxurious carriage driving out from the city gate.

The person who poked his head inside the carriage was none other than His Highness the Prince of Ling of Southern Chu.

"This Nanchu man is quite courageous. He actually dares to let you stay in such a grand manner, which is quite courageous." Xia Dong couldn't help but find it a little funny when he heard the words of His Highness Prince Ling.

Mu Nihuang now commands the whole of Yunnan and Nanchu, which have been in conflict for more than ten years.

It is not an exaggeration to call the two parties mortal enemies.

Who can know the purpose of Mu Nihuang's return to Yunnan today? He, the king of Southern Chu, actually dared to come over, which is indeed a bit courageous.

Mu Nihuang was extremely calm and looked towards where the Prince of the Tomb was. She did not change her expression even as Mount Tai collapsed in front of her. She wanted to see what the prince wanted to do?

The carriage stopped, and Prince Ling walked down quickly.

"Nanchu Yuwenxuan has met the princess."

Prince Ling stepped forward and greeted Mu Nihuang as a greeting.

Mu Nihuang clasped his fists and returned the salute.

"Is His Royal Highness Prince Ling going to leave the city? I wonder why he called me to stop?"

"I came here specifically to see the princess off." Prince Ling looked forward, confidence revealed in his eyes, and he said very calmly.

Hearing this, Mu Nihuang couldn't help but want to laugh. She turned her head slightly and suppressed the laughter in her heart.

Mu Qing frowned, feeling a little unhappy.

In his eyes, this behavior is no different from provocation.

"You've almost finished delivering them. It's time to go back."

There was even a bit of hostility in Mu Qing's tone.

Jamel Xiao patted him gently on the shoulder.

Mu Qingruo felt something, nodded slightly, and did not continue to argue.

Unexpectedly, when King Ling heard this, his eyes slightly turned away, even with a hint of disdain and ridicule, and then he said:

"I wonder who this is...?"

How can these people not know that this is provocation?

Mu Qing is still the nominal real leader of Prince Mu's palace. Since he knows Mu Nihuang, how could he not know about Mu Qing, the prince of the frontier army?

After hearing this, Mu Qing's anger, which he had finally suppressed, suddenly flared up.

"Oh!!!" Before Mu Qing could get angry, Prince Ling put his hands behind his back and said with a look of realization on his face:

"It turns out to be Mr. Mu, but it's such a pity!"

"We Chu people! We have always only known Princess Nihuang, not Prince Mu."

"I let my sister fight this battle. The young prince is so lucky! What do you usually like to do? It can't be embroidery, right?"

"You!!!" This combo of attacks directly caused violent injuries. Mu Qing's anger was suddenly aroused, and he immediately said angrily:

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

As he said that, he wanted to rush up and hit him.

Mu Nihuang stretched out her hand to stop Mu Qing. Looking at Prince Ling's somewhat arrogant face, she opened her mouth to fight back:

"His Royal Highness Prince Ling looks strange to me. Nihuang seems to have never seen His Highness on the battlefield."

"They are all people who don't fight, except His Highness Prince Ling, who usually entertains himself with embroidery at home?"

These words were a kind of treatment for others. Since he said that Mu Qing was doing embroidery at home, Mu Nihuang used his words to mock him.

But King Ling's expression did not change at all. Apart from the arrogance just now, he did not even show any anger. Instead, he continued to smile and said:

"Princess, I have misunderstood. I am not a prince who goes to war in the first place. Of course, my martial arts skills are not as good as those of Prince Mu's family."

"I am very similar to your Prince Ji from the Liang Dynasty. We are both idle princes who like to live a life of idle clouds and wild cranes."

"How can it be compared with a local-guarding master like Prince Mu?"

Xiao Jingyang felt a little uncomfortable when he heard this.

What does it mean that you are the same as Prince Ji?

Who are you? What qualifications do you have to be like my father?

Gan!!!

Xiao Jingyang moved his fingers slightly, and an extremely thin and transparent needle appeared in his hand.

He is now looking for opportunities to strike when no one is aware of it, trying to achieve his goal with one blow.

After all, Mu Qing was still a hot-tempered young man. He was so angry that he immediately pulled out the long sword in his hand and pointed it at the opponent.

"Let me tell you, since I have inherited the throne, I will naturally not let my sister work hard in the future. If you are a real man, then I will see you on the battlefield. I hope you will not be a coward in the future."

Mu Nihuang reached out and pressed down the long sword in Mu Qing's hand. Although she was unhappy in her heart, this was the capital of Daliang after all, and Prince Ling was a guest visiting Daliang through official channels.

There are certain manners and manners that cannot be lost.

"Hey! Are you angry now? Now that the marriage between Chu and Liang is about to happen, how can there be a war with each other?"

"Even if there is a war in the future, I have already said that I will never go to the battlefield. Why would an idle prince like me go to such a dangerous place?"

"So I just let Prince Mu have his way."

"Hey! What do you mean?" Xiao Jingyang thought for a while and decided to stand up and say a few words.

"Are you here to see me off today, or are you looking for trouble?"

"If you are here to see me off, we will naturally welcome you. After all, you also know the purpose of our Princess Nihuang's trip to Yunnan. If you are looking for trouble, you should also be aware of my martial arts skills, even though you left your sister and ran away early that night."

"Why do you want to fight with me?"

"Oh? Prince Ji!" Prince Ling said with a smile:

"Look at what you said. The purpose of my coming today has just been mentioned. I am here to see Princess Nihuang off."

"As for your martial arts, who in the world doesn't know the elegance of the number one young person of our generation? It's really remarkable that you can fight against the top ten masters on the Nirvana List before you are twenty. I also saw you that night.

That shot really makes him the best of the younger generation, but my meager skills are really not as good as yours."

"I won't show my shame in front of you."

"You said that you don't dare to fight, but you want to say these useless words here. What do you mean?" Yan Yujin was also a little unhappy, so he retorted.

Prince Ling glanced at everyone. He naturally understood provocation and could not go too far.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After all, this is Daliang. Although he believes that Princess Nihuang will not let them take action, after all, they are a group of young people in their early twenties. If they are really angry, they will take action.

Come on, he himself might not even be able to defeat Yan Yujin.

Now that his goal has been achieved, it's natural for him to leave.

"That's it! That's it! Princess, since I have sent you off today, it's almost time for me to go back and rest."

"After all, I am a laid-back person. I am certainly not as strong as you warriors physically."

"Then I'll leave."

Prince Ling bowed again, raised his eyebrows slightly at Mu Qing in a provocation, and walked towards the carriage.

Everyone stared at his back angrily. Xiao Jingyang took the opportunity to use his inner strength and quietly ejected the fine needle in his hand.

If it weren't for the fact that this kind of thin needle was a rare material and couldn't be recycled after use, Xiao Jingyang would really want to use it as a hidden weapon.

Because of the extremely fine structure, even if it is ejected using the strong internal force in the body, there will be no sound of breaking through the air.

It penetrated Prince Ling's body so quietly, and he would only feel a little pain. It was like a mosquito bite, and he would not think about anything entering his body.

I saw King Ling touching the back of his neck as he walked and mumbling something.

Xiao Jingyang smiled when he saw this, finally settling the matter.

Judging from the degree of internal force he used, King Ling would not be injured until one month at the earliest.

By then he must have left the realm of Daliang and returned to Nanchu.

Mu Nihuang turned her head slightly and looked at Xiao Jingyang.

Xiao Jingyang immediately pretended to be stupid and looked at him with a smile, as if he had done nothing.

After all, Mu Nihuang is in the top ten of the Nirvana Ranking. After all, he can be regarded as a master of the second echelon of contemporary times. No matter how slight the fluctuation was when he first used his internal power, Mu Nihuang still sensed it.

As for why it was possible to lock Jamel Xiao immediately?
Chapter completed!