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Chapter 717: Prince Zhaonan has long been prepared(1/2)

It takes less than half a stick of incense.

Li Beifeng still stood where he was, his expression unchanged.

And among the dozen or so men in black who originally appeared around him, no one was standing anymore.

Leng Feng Xiaoxiao, Li Beifeng at this moment really has the temperament of a peerless master!

He didn't know any martial arts more than a year ago, but under the guidance and training of several top masters, his martial arts improved at an astonishing speed.

Especially since she met the Taoist nun, in order to give Li Beifeng enough ability to protect himself, the Taoist nun has taught Li Beifeng everything she has. She has taught Li Beifeng her decades of martial arts experience and skills without any concealment.

Under such instruction, even if Li Beifeng was a pig, it was inevitable for him to improve his martial arts.

Today, Li Beifeng's strength is close to the best in the world!

In fact, it has almost reached the first-class level.

There is no clear distinction between the realms of martial arts in the world, and Li Beifeng's current strength is at a subtle point in this.

The best in the world, already a rare existence!

Li Beifeng glanced around. There were more than a dozen men in black lying on the ground, and they had been completely eliminated by him quietly.

These people underestimated him!

Perhaps I didn't expect that Li Beifeng's strength would reach this level.

As for the origins of these people, it is self-evident!

Li Beifeng's eyes turned slightly cold. From the moment the servant drugged him, he had already expected that this would be a trap.

From the moment Prince Zhaonan met him this morning, it was already a game!

What is the purpose of Prince Zhaonan's move?

Li Beifeng squinted his eyes, and at the same time, there was sudden movement in the originally silent air around him.

In the distance, several figures quickly approached.

The next second, Li Beifeng's figure disappeared from the spot.

Soon, several figures wearing armor appeared on the street. When they saw a dozen unconscious men in black lying on the street, and Li Beifeng was no longer around, everyone's expressions changed.

"Where are the people? Where have they gone?"

"Hurry, go and report to the prince!"

"..."

In the military camp.

Several figures were busy discussing something. In the main seat of the crowd, Prince Zhaonan had an expressionless face and slightly squinted his eyes, quietly watching the discussions among the generals in the lower hall.

The military advisor on the side saw this and quietly came closer.

"Your Majesty, everything is arranged!"

Prince Zhaonan nodded slightly: "Yes."

The voice was neither cold nor indifferent, without any ripples.

"In my opinion, we should take the initiative to attack. Now, while the Jokhang imperial army is tired and their army's morale is in chaos, the army is pressing forward and marching directly to Chaoyang County. As long as we can capture Chaoyang County, the entire Nanzhou will fall to us.

Under control, when the time comes, we will be able to truly share the world equally with Dazhao!"

"You're talking lightly. How many soldiers and horses are stationed in Chaoyang County? Is it so easy to win it?"

"Then what do you think we should do?"

"In my opinion, we should plan for it slowly. Now the decline of Dazhao has been determined. We just need to recharge our batteries and use up our strength. Dazhao will definitely be defeated!"

"Are you still trying to figure it out? I'm trying to figure out your mother..."

"You're an old man and you still use foul language?!"

"..."

In the military camp, there was chaos and quarrels.

At this moment, a burst of noise suddenly came from outside the door, breaking the chaos in the military camp.

"what happened?"

Everyone was stunned and looked outside the military camp, just as someone was about to walk to the door.

"boom!"

There was a violent collision, a scream, and the figure of a soldier flying in, causing the general camp to be thrown into chaos.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of everyone present changed!

what happened?

How dare anyone in the military camp dare to be so presumptuous?

Is there an assassin?!

"Someone is coming!"

Just when someone was about to speak in shock, the next second, a man dressed in cold white appeared outside the military camp.

Holding a long sword, he stepped into the military camp coldly, his whole body enveloped in an icy murderous aura.

The eyes and pupils of the people who originally spoke angrily suddenly shrank.

"Princess, eldest princess?!"

Someone stammered.

Princess, she, what is she going to do?!

Zhao Ying, who was dressed in a long white dress and shrouded in a robe, had cold eyes at this moment, and a cold murderous aura continued to rage in the room.

Outside the military camp behind her, countless soldiers were blocking the door vigilantly.

And she stepped into the military camp on her own, ignoring everyone, and her indifferent eyes fell on Prince Zhaonan.

"Where is he?!"

Cold tone and temperament.

he?

Everyone present was confused and didn't know what was going on.

"You all go out first!"

Prince Zhaonan's faint voice came from the military camp.

All the generals woke up from a dream and left the military camp one after another anxiously.

Soon, only Prince Zhaonan and Zhao Ying were left in the military camp. After everyone left, Prince Zhaonan's eyes fell on her and sighed softly: "Ying'er, why are you doing this?"

"Where is he?!"

Zhao Ying just repeated it coldly.

Those cold eyes stared at him, expressionless.

Prince Zhaonan shook his head gently: "Ying'er, don't worry yet!"

"He is very good. The emperor didn't give him any trouble..."

He said softly: "I was just a little curious about his origins and wanted to know more about him, so I called him over. Ying'er, you don't need to worry too much!"

Zhao Ying had no expression on her face and said nothing.

Obviously, she didn't believe it.

Upon seeing this, Prince Zhaonan sighed softly: "Ying'er, it seems that you still don't trust your uncle very much!"

"Do you still need me to explain your uncle's purpose?"

Zhao Ying spoke expressionlessly.

Prince Zhaonan was startled, as if he had realized something, his eyes were slightly complicated.

After a while, he sighed heavily.

"Sure enough, Ying'er, you are so smart that I can't hide it from you!"

Prince Zhaonan said: "I do have selfish motives for keeping him!"

Then, he looked at Zhao Ying quietly and said, "Uncle Huang hopes that you can stay here."

Zhao Ying's face was expressionless, her beautiful eyes slightly cold: "Uncle Huang wants to imprison me?"

Prince Zhaonan shook his head: "Uncle, I won't hurt you. Ying'er, you are pregnant now. If you rush back to the capital all the way, the journey is long, and your body and bones may not be able to bear it. If the child has an accident on the way, the gain will not be worth the loss.

…”

"If you stay here, the emperor will invite the best midwives in the world to take care of you, so that Ying'er can give birth to the child smoothly and safely..."

"When the time comes, wherever you want to go, Ying'er, the emperor will never stop you, how about that?"

Zhao Ying's face was expressionless, her eyes filled with coldness: "With this move, the emperor, doesn't he still want to put me under house arrest?"

Prince Zhaonan was silent.

Indeed, no matter how he explains it, he can't seem to get rid of this fact.

He really wanted to keep Ying'er.

If Ying'er, the eldest princess of Dazhao, stays with him, her purpose is self-evident.
To be continued...
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