The Imperial Capital of the Wilderness, the Imperial Palace.

Long Dingtian was lying on a dragon couch, holding a charming woman in one hand. The two women were lying on his chest, feeding him fresh fruits. His hands were not idle, moving back and forth on the two women's bodies. The two women giggled non-stop, which was called joy.

Long Dingtian suddenly remembered something. He pushed the two women away, then sat up and said loudly: "Here comes someone!"

Hearing Long Dingtian's shout, a father-in-law walked in with his head lowered and said, "Your Majesty, what are your orders? I'll do it now."

Long Dingtian suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart: "Eunuch Zhao, is there any news from Queen Murong?"

Eunuch Zhao pondered for a moment and then said: "At this time, the Queen and her army should have arrived at Blue City. It is estimated that Xia Yi has been killed by the Queen."

"I don't know why, at this time, I feel a little uneasy?" Long Dingtian looked at Eunuch Zhao and said.

A woman giggled: "Your Majesty, are you too tired from playing with our two sisters just now? You are out of breath from exhaustion, is your heart beating too fast?"

Another woman wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, after strenuous exercise, you will be fine if you take a rest."

After hearing the words of the two women, Long Dingtian suddenly became full of animalistic instincts. He pushed the two women down on the dragon bed and laughed "haha": "Here we go again, I haven't had enough fun yet!"

Eunuch Zhao saw the three of them fighting together again and hurriedly left the hall. The indescribable sounds of warblers and swallows suddenly sounded in the hall.

This Long Dingtian was the counterfeit arranged by Murong Chunxue in the palace.

……

At this time, Huo Ling'er and the other five had arrived in the palace and found the seventh prince through secret methods. She quietly came behind the seventh prince and patted his shoulder gently.

The seventh prince trembled and was startled. He turned around and saw Huo Ling'er, and said in surprise: "Are you here?"

Huo Ling'er smiled "hehe" and said, "Little Ma, we meet again."

"Please, go and save my father!" The seventh prince knelt on the ground and pulled Huo Ling'er's trousers and said.

He knew that only they could save his father now.

Huo Ling'er sniffed hard and said, "There is such a strong smell of the devil's religion in this palace!"

The seventh prince nodded and whispered: "Yes, since the queen imprisoned the father, the queen's people have been placed everywhere in the palace."

Huo Ling'er turned around, looked at Broken Sword, and said, "What should we do now?"

Duan Jian thought for a while and said, "We should follow Huo'er's arrangement and go to Murong Villa to rescue Long Dingtian first, and then kill the impostor."

Everyone nodded and said, "Okay, let's rescue Long Dingtian first."

……

Murong Villa is located in the northern suburbs of the imperial capital.

The land here is very large, the scenery is beautiful, the pavilions, carved beams and painted buildings, and various buildings surrounded by mountains and rivers make it look like a wealthy family.

The head of the Murong family, Murong Lin, has dispatched additional manpower to patrol Murong Villa around the clock. He didn't dare to treat what Murong Chunxue said as child's play. He knew that this woman was ruthless and would do what she said, even his biological father was no exception.

"Jing'er, you didn't listen to your father and wanted to go to Blue City to be a small city lord. Now, you have lost your life in Blue City..." Murong Lin gently touched Murong Fu Jing's spiritual tablet and burst into tears. , the grief of losing a son in old age made this man burst into tears.

As night fell, under the cover of darkness, the Seventh Prince quietly came to the outside of Murong Villa with Huo Ling'er and five others.

Huo Ling'er sniffed it vigorously with his nose again and said, "It smells like a devil."

Yan'er smiled "hehe" and whispered: "Sister, your nose is much more sensitive than a dog's nose."

Huo Ling'er glared at Yan'er fiercely, raised her hand and pretended to strike her down, and said, "Little guy, do you dare to scold me? Are you itchy?"

Seeing that the two little guys were about to fight again, Duan Jian quickly said: "You two little guys, stop fighting, let's do business first!"

"Okay." Huo Ling'er looked at the broken sword and said.

Duanjian looked at Candi and Wuxian: "Lao San and Lao Wu, it's up to you now."

Can Di and Wu Xian nodded and said, "Okay."

There were only two of them. The one with smaller eyes took out a broken flute, and the taller one took out a stringless harp. One played and the other played, and they started playing.

In an instant, the whole world fell silent, with only the melodious sound of the flute and the weeping sound of the piano floating in the night sky.

"What a beautiful melody, it really makes people intoxicated." The seventh prince shook his head and said sleepily.

Huo Ling'er widened his eyes, looked at the broken flute and the stringless instrument, and said in disbelief: "I didn't expect that these two worn-out instruments could actually play such a wonderful piece of music!"

Yan'er said: "Sister, I really want to sleep comfortably."

Duanjian smiled and said, "Hurry up and cover your ears."

The three of them were so excited that they quickly covered their ears.

After a while, the sound of the flute and the piano stopped. Candi and Wuxian looked at Broken Sword at the same time and said, "Okay."

Broken Sword looked at the Seventh Prince, Huo Ling'er and Yan'er, indicating that they could let go, and then said, "Let's go in and take a look."

The three of them had not yet come to their senses. They looked confused, nodded, and said, "Okay."

The Seventh Prince led everyone into Murong Villa and saw several people lying beside the door, snoring and sleeping soundly.

The road was smooth, and occasionally I heard snoring coming from the roadside. It was the sound of the patrolling soldiers of the Murong family.

"Let them sleep happily!" Duan Jian said with a "hehe" smile.

Yan'er took Huo Ling'er's hand and whispered to her, "Sister, it's so fun."

Huo Ling'er didn't expect that the sound of the broken flute, stringless flute and piano could be so powerful. She quietly looked at the two of them and remained silent.

At this time, the most shocking thing was the Seventh Prince. He didn't expect that there were so many strong people around Xia Yi, and each one was more powerful than the last.

He thought to himself: "Xia Yi's thigh, I must hold it tightly from now on."

The Seventh Prince led everyone to the dungeon. On the passage of the dungeon, many people were lying in various places, snoring one after another. It was obvious that Murong Chunxue had sent heavy troops to guard the place.

They found Long Dingtian in the deepest part of the dungeon.

At this time, Long Dingtian, although restrained by the prison dragon rope, looked like he was sleeping soundly, breathing evenly and snoring very calmly.

The broken sword opened the dungeon door with one stroke.

Huo Ling'er looked at the sword in Duan Jian's hand and thought to himself: "What a magic weapon!"

The seventh prince ran in, hugged Long Dingtian, and shouted loudly: "Father!"

However, Long Dingtian seemed to have fallen into a coma, and no matter how much the Seventh Prince shouted, he could not wake up.

Duanjian looked at Long Dingtian and said to Wuxian: "Wake him up."

Wu Xian smiled and said, "Okay."

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