"As for the hair and blood … well, they didn't pay much attention to them before, so they'll be able to get their hands on them. After all, the princess of the Senal Grassland is still in Emperor Wu's harem."
Leng Yexiao gave Lord Jing an approving look.
Feng Wu had no idea that the black-robed man who had lured the princess into Emperor Wu's harem back on the Senal Grassland was none other than Lord Jing himself.
The two of them thought that they had done it without being noticed, but Little Phoenix was hiding in the secret room.
Because the plan was so important, Little Phoenix had been following Leng Yexiao everywhere, and Leng Yexiao hadn't noticed it at all.
Feng Wu was astonished when Little Phoenix told her about the plan.
So, Lord Jing had her and Jun Linyuan's blood and hair?
And that princess of the Senal Grassland had gotten them?!
Feng Wu was furious!
He was trying to frame her and Jun Linyuan … Very well!
Feng Wu immediately told Little Phoenix to collect the hair and blood from Leng Yexiao and Lord Jing.
Leng Yexiao was worried that something might go wrong, so he wanted to end the battle as soon as possible.
They couldn't afford to waste any more time. What if the emperor of East Sang suddenly changed his mind?
It was a dark and windy night …
A dark figure dashed into Princess Flame Spirit's manor and tried to assassinate her in broad daylight!
"An assassin!"
Princess Flame Spirit cried out when she realized what was going on.
Ma Quanquan was cultivating in his room.
To a Martial Sage who was at the peak of the Martial Sage rank, the person who had just arrived was indeed very powerful. He had almost been fooled by him!
"Who is it?!"
Ma Quanquan bellowed.
He shouted at the same time as the sword in his hand!
Soon, he heard the clanging of a battle outside.
Ma Quanquan frowned.
The intruder was so powerful that the formation around the princess's room was about to collapse.
Ma Quanquan immediately sent a message to Yao Yuan in his mind.
Yao Yuan was a peak Spiritual Saint who had come with Ma Quanquan from Dayan Dynasty. Ma Quanquan and Princess Flame Spirit had been in East Sang recently, while Yao Yuan had gone to the far north. He had an important mission to attend to as well.
But today, Ma Quanquan felt extreme danger, so he immediately spread the news.
The ancient technology of the Great Yan Dynasty was very advanced, so they quickly connected with each other.
"Come to Donglin Town immediately, it's urgent!!!"
Ma Quanquan sent three exclamation marks!
As soon as Yao Yuan heard the news, he rushed toward Emperor Wu as fast as he could.
His speed was so fast that no one could react.
But with Yao Yuan's current speed, it would take him at least a quarter of an hour to get to Donglin Town at full speed.
But between experts … how could a quarter of an hour wait?
Bang, bang, bang!
In the cold night, the sounds of battle rang out continuously.
Ma Quanquan retreated as he fought, but his opponent closed in on him. In the end, he had no choice but to tear open space and enter it.
Ma Quanquan was secretly awestruck!
Who would assassinate the princess tonight?!
Were they from Dong Sang Country?
Or someone from the Junwu Empire?!
Ma Quanquan's eyes lit up as he stared at the Martial Sage in front of him and laughed coldly, "This is Dong Lin Town. I have already sent a letter to the Imperial Palace for help. If the Emperor of Dong Sang knows about this, he will definitely send someone to help. Who are you? Are you sure you want to fight again?! "
The person he was facing was none other than Senior Brother Min of the emperor of Dong Sang Country.
If the emperor of Dong Sang Country was going to send help, it would be Sir Min.
Sir Min knew that Ma Quanquan was testing him. He didn't say a word, but his attacks became more aggressive!
Ma Quanquan glanced in the direction of the imperial palace, but it was pitch-black in that direction, and there was no sign of movement.
Given Sir Min's capability, there was no way he wouldn't know that there was a fight going on here.
Moreover, there was more than one Spiritual Saint in Donglin Town.
That was enough to prove that —
Ma Quanquan's eyes flickered with astonishment!
"You're from Dong Sang Country!
"You're going to kill an envoy from the Great Yan Dynasty?!"
Ma Quanquan was indeed astonished.
All these years, the Great Yan Dynasty had been supporting Dong Sang Country. How dare they … How dare they?!
Sir Min's eyes flickered with vexation.
Sure enough, the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. Things were starting to get out of control.
The original plan had been to kill Princess Flame Spirit and keep Ma Quanquan alive so that he could get the strand of hair … When it was proven that Jun Linyuan of the Junwu Empire was the culprit, the Great Yan Dynasty would vent their anger on Dong Sang Country. But now —
Now that Ma Quanquan had discovered the truth, he couldn't live.
Hence, Sir Min, who had been holding back, unleashed his sword intent!
Ma Quanquan's eyes burned as he murmured in disbelief, "How dare you? How dare you!!! "
Sir Min's combat ability answered him.
Since Sir Min had lured Ma Quanquan away, the princess's residence had become a piece of cake for the king of Jing.
That was because of the betrayal of the guards …
Feng Wu, who had disguised herself as the elite guard, had told Princess Flame Spirit that he was a guard of King Jing's residence.
Hence, the king of Jing decided to do it himself this time.
He was a Level 2 Spiritual Saint, while Princess Flame Spirit was only at the peak of the Spiritual State Stage. Therefore, the king of Jing was confident that he would win.
The formation around the building had been destroyed, so the king of Jing arrived quickly. It didn't take long for him to reach the building.
Princess Flame Spirit didn't realize the danger she was in.
Because she was in a state of extreme bliss.
She had been stuck at the peak of the Spiritual State Stage for a long time, but she suddenly had an epiphany tonight. She was now on her way to the Spiritual Saint stage.
The door opened with a click.
It was the servant sword who guarded Princess Flame Spirit.
It was supposed to be Feng Wu's, but Feng Wu was a smart girl. She wouldn't expose herself at such a dangerous moment.
She wasn't afraid of the king of Jing, but she was afraid that a peak Spiritual Saint would show up out of nowhere. If that happened, she might lose her life.
This was a battle that she had carefully planned, and all she needed to do was watch from afar.
Hence, Feng Wu had hidden herself long ago.
As expected —
When the king of Jing arrived at the door and saw Princess Flame Spirit's maid, he stabbed her with his saber. Before the maid could react, she was already dead.
The king of Jing pushed the door open and entered.
The door opened with a click. The king frowned a little, but he soon realized that the sound didn't affect Princess Flame Spirit's cultivation at all. Her breathing was even and she wasn't panicking at all.
Holding the sword in his hand, the king of Jing soon entered the room.
He immediately saw Princess Spirit Flame, who was sitting on a cushion and absorbing spiritual energy.
He didn't know whether to say that Princess Spirit Flame was lucky or unlucky.
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