Master Ling turned around, his eyes darkened, and he murmured: "The most ruthless emperor's family, the family ties of the emperor's family are vulnerable in the face of power."

Master Ling walked to the case and said without raising his head: "Madam, you should go to bed early! Don't wait for me."

"Okay, you should go to bed early and drink that bowl of chicken soup while it's hot." Mrs. Ling turned towards the door and closed it carefully.

There was silence all around, and the shadows of candles in the room were flickering.

Outside, black shadows were shaking, but he was completely unaware of it.

The man in black sneaked into the room quietly. His eyes were fierce and murderous. He grabbed the three-foot white cloth around his waist with his right hand. Suddenly, the man in black rushed out from behind Mr. Ling. Suddenly, the white cloth was strangled.

He grabbed Master Ling's neck.

The attack happened so unexpectedly that Lord Ling was filled with fear. Who wanted to kill him?

"Who are you……"

A few words burst out of Lord Ling's mouth. He grabbed the white cloth around his neck with one hand, and with the other hand he reached for the inkstone on the desk and threw it at the man in black behind him.

However, Lord Ling's sudden movement was caught by the corner of the eye of the man in black, and he quickly dodged away.

Snapped--

The man in black reacted in time and dodged Master Ling's attack. At the same time, he strangled Master Ling's neck and dragged him backwards, saying viciously:

"Old guy, you are very courageous. You dare to plot against me. I want you to see the King of Hell now." As he said that, the other end of the white cloth was swung hard by the man in black and thrown to the beam.

The man in black grabbed the white cloth that had been flung off the beam with his left hand and pulled hard. The tightly entangled Master Ling was suspended from the beam. His legs were in the air and he struggled desperately. His heart became more and more uneasy.

The more I became frightened, then an unprecedented sense of suffocation hit my face.

The ferocious expression on the man in black clearly meant that he was going to die.

Seeing this, Lord Ling rolled his eyes, saying it was too late, but soon, in the darkness, five sharp white lights were like lightning bolts, with a "stab" sound, piercing the white cloth on the beam.

Suddenly, a black shadow appeared in the sky and caught Lord Ling who was falling.

The white cloth was cut, and the white cloth in the hands of the man in black was instantly loosened, and he threw himself forward with inertia.

The masked man hugging Master Ling was hiding in the dark, his face was gloomy, his eyes were clouded, and his knuckles turned white from clenching tightly, all revealing his anger.

He shouted in a low voice: "Looking for death." Huo Di, his right hand became a hook, and his five fingers were filled with wind. He was fierce and threatening, and he swung it towards the man in black opposite at the speed of lightning...

"ah--"

The man in black screamed and fell to the ground, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out. Immediately, five deep claw marks appeared on the chest of the man in black. The skin and flesh of each wound were rolled and bloody, as if they had been severely hit by the claws of a wild beast.

ground penetration.

It's hard to imagine how a sharp weapon could cut human flesh into such a shape.

The man in black who was lying on the ground reluctantly got up, holding on for a breath to look. He glanced at the door with his peripheral vision, and calculated the right moment. The man in black jumped up and quickly broke out of the window.

The masked man holding Master Ling wanted to chase him out, but as soon as he got up, he noticed that Master Ling's face in his arms was extremely ugly, and he immediately helped him up and sat up.

A big hand kept pressing his breath along his chest. After a long while, Master Ling turned the corner and his complexion improved.

Seeing Master Ling's expression change, the masked man stood up and was about to leave, but heard Master Ling behind him urgently speaking: "This warrior, you saved me, why don't you meet me with your true face, so that I can be grateful to the warrior?"

A life-saving grace.”

The masked man paused and did not turn around. He was calm and calm, but asked calmly: "Are you sure you want me to show my true face?"

When he first heard the masked man's voice, Lord Ling felt his head buzzing. He stood up tremblingly, slowly raised his hand, and said hoarsely: "Your voice seems, as if, you are...

…”

Master Ling did not dare to speak loudly, for fear that he would get old and hear wrongly. He hesitated, slowly approached him, and stared at his tall back, which made Ling Ming feel familiar, really.

Could it be him?

Ling Min felt like he was in a trance, how could this be possible? He denied his thoughts over and over in his mind.

When the masked man slowly turned around, his sharp eyes stared at the very excited Master Ling in front of him. He quickly removed the mask, and a familiar face suddenly appeared in front of him. Master Ling's eyes suddenly widened. In an instant, he burst into tears.

.

Immediately, Lord Ling stepped forward and knelt on the ground with a "pop" sound. He was filled with emotion and his voice trembled, "Prince, you are the prince. You are not dead. You are not dead. I finally see His Highness the Crown Prince again."

That's right, the masked man in black in front of him is none other than the Crown Prince Gong Yun'ao who came after hearing the news.

The unexpected kneeling caught Gong Yun'ao off guard. He didn't expect Master Ling to be so excited. He immediately stretched out his hand to Master Ling with mixed feelings in his heart, "Please get up quickly, Master Ling, I am no longer here."

What a prince, don't call me any more."

Gong Yun'ao helped Master Ling up and said slowly: "This time Master Ling is in danger, it's probably because of me. I feel ashamed that you fell to your knees."

Master Ling waved his hand and said anxiously: "I know very well the people in the court who don't like me. They think that the old minister is the prince's person, and they want to get rid of them quickly. But they are too impatient and the matter is a foregone conclusion.

Are they still afraid of me, a little fourth-grade official?"

Gong Yun'ao saw through everything and analyzed: "Yes, the prince is dead, what else do they have to worry about, or they are worried that your integrity will be a stumbling block on their way."

Lord Ling's eyes turned red, and he asked what he was thinking, "Prince, I heard that you have fallen off the cliff, how could you..."

Therefore, Gong Yun'ao recounted the experiences and hardships along the way, exactly as Master Ling said in his memorial.

In a blink of an eye, it will be daybreak.

Master Ling let out a long sigh: "So that's it, the prince is in danger, and he will definitely succeed in the future."

"What are the prince's future plans?"

Gong Yun'ao pondered for a moment, his deep and clear eyes full of perseverance, "Overturned the case, I want to investigate the witchcraft incident, find the mastermind behind it, and clear the grievances of me and my mother's family."

Lord Ling looked deeply at Gong Yun'ao, with a serious look on his face, and after a long silence, he said: "Prince, you have taken the most difficult road." He knew very well that the prince's life hung on a thread, and there would be a path full of thorns when he came in blood.

The bloody road.

"I'm not afraid. No matter how difficult it is, I will do it. I can't bear the infamy and live peacefully for the rest of my life, even if the emperor no longer recognizes me." When the two of them looked at each other, Gong Yun'ao's eyes were unmistakable and firm.

Lord Ling was deeply touched. Lord Ling said again: "Hey, Prince, Prince is tough, how do you want me to help you?"

"Lord Ling, I will not let you disobey the emperor's order. You only need to help me find out the truth in the dark, find out the culprit behind the scenes, collect evidence and submit it to the emperor to reverse my case."

Seeing that he was so persistent, Master Ling was moved in his heart and responded firmly: "Okay, I will investigate in secret and help the prince."

Shanping Town

Feng Chen wandered around Shanping Town for more than a month, but he couldn't find Shu Yao. During this period, he had no electricity, no Internet, no mobile phone, no games, and no money. The whole journey was simply dark.

If he can't find the boss again, he will drink the northwest wind.

Who from tmd said this, about traveling through ancient times and playing with ancient times? The reality is too cruel, the language is difficult to understand, and there is no money. These ancient people are not what they show on TV. They are so stupid and easy to be deceived in the novel. Everyone

They are all very smart.

Feng Chen was really tired, his throat was smoking, he was hungry and in the sun. He sat on the steps of a side door of a merchant to rest. At this time, a graceful woman came over.

She wore her hair parted in the middle, pulled up into a bun at the back, decorated with pink hairpins, braided on the sides, and tied with a pink hair tie in the shape of a bow. The breeze came, and she was as elegant as a fairy. She was very beautiful.

Feng Chen was dumbfounded, staring straight at the beauty approaching, one step at a time, closer, even closer. Just when Feng Chen thought that the woman in front of him was one step closer, she stopped, and the woman stretched out her fair skin.

The catkin put a few pieces of silver in his hand.

"Little brother, take the broken silver to buy some steamed buns to eat. There are many people here, so keep the silver." The girl smiled, turned around and walked towards the jewelry shop next to her with the maid beside her.

Before disappearing, Feng Chen clearly heard the sympathy and pity shown to him by the little maid next to the girl, "Miss, that little beggar is so pitiful, is he a refugee?"

"It's good to have compassion, but you have to be moderate. Like the little beggar just now, if you have good hands and feet, you can find a hard worker, which can at least solve the problem of food and clothing." The girl's voice was gentle and pleasant, but gradually,

Walking further and further away.

The girl disappeared from Feng Chen's sight. After a while, Feng Chen came to his senses and looked at the three or five pieces of silver in his hand. He stood up and said angrily: "Damn, you treat me like a beggar. How can I be like a beggar?"

Already?"

At this time, the waiter from the merchant came out and saw Feng Chen yelling there. He said with great disgust: "You look like a beggar everywhere, why are you pretending to be arrogant? Bah!"

How could Feng Chen bear such an insult? He pointed at the waiter and said angrily: "What the hell are you talking about?"

The waiter smiled sarcastically and raised the towel on his elbow: "Huh! Why don't you use such words to reflect on yourself?" Huo Luo immediately started to chase people away: "Come on, don't stand at the door, hindering us from doing what we are doing."

Business."

Feng Chen was so angry that he was itching his teeth, blaming himself for not having much diploma. These ancient people were always obsessed with classical Chinese, which made him dumb and eat Coptis chinensis.

Seeing Feng Chen's confused look, a passerby stepped forward and explained: "He means that he wants you to pee and take a look at yourself."

Holy shit!
Chapter completed!