We are all reborn, of course we have to overthrow it and start over again to take the whole family f

When the prince saw the face clearly, his heart skipped a beat.

Brother, is it really you? He was so excited that tears started to fall.

His behavior frightened Ji An and others who were waiting outside the door, and they looked at each other in surprise.

They didn't know how to comfort the prince, as he was apparently fine just now.

Uh, Prince, is he okay?

Midnight.

In silence.

Everyone in the capital has gone to bed and is asleep, only the night watchmen are walking along the streets, beating the watches.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

"It's dry, be careful with fire. Beware of fire, theft and best friends..."

Uh... wrong, try again.

"It's dry, be careful with candles, prevent fire and theft..."

The night watchman walked by, and he didn't notice that something was wrong in the capital compared to the past.

A-choo--

What kind of weather is this? Why is it so cold?

The night watchman sneezed, shrank his neck, and walked forward while knocking the door, cursing.

The night watchman only complained about the cold, but did not notice that a faint white mist was slowly spreading towards the capital.

As the light fog passed, the barking of dogs and the crying of children could be heard from the streets and alleys from time to time.

Legend has it that dog eyes, as well as the eyes of babies, can see or perceive things that ordinary people cannot see.

Now, the abnormal barking of dogs and the crying of babies are intertwined. Could it be that there is another disaster in the capital of Daliang?

The prince sensed the abnormality, he withdrew his spiritual power and put the glass bottle into his arms.

The contents of this bottle are extremely important to Master, and he must always carry it with him.

"Soul, come back, soul, come back..."

Just as he put away the bottle, he heard a melodious chanting voice calling.

The chanting of calls was desolate and ancient, seeming very far away and yet very close.

The fragments of the soul in the glass bottle trembled slightly when they heard the calls, as if responding to the desolate and distant calls.

"Soul, come back, soul, come back..."

The singing sounded very far away just now, but in just a few blinks, it was so close that it seemed to be right in front of us.

The Longquan sword hummed on the wall, and the prince took down the sword hanging on the wall. At this time, the barking of dogs and the crying of babies became louder and louder, as if all the dogs and babies in the capital were in this state.

Those who planted flowers and waited for the moon also noticed it.

Hou Yue felt that it was because of the golden silkworm's restlessness that disturbed her and made her unable to sleep.

Shihua felt as if there was some kind of power calling her.

She stood up and put the small bag on her back. The baby Jiuying in the bag was also awake, moving up and down in the bag, making excited baby cries.

"Xiaojiu, stop now. If you wake up mother, you won't be able to get out."

Shihua scolded Jiuying in a low voice, and baby Jiuying immediately shut his mouth.

She quietly slipped out of the room, went outside the yard and whispered to the white mastiff, then rode on the mastiff and left the Yun residence through the corner door in the backyard.

Ten Joys Tower.

On the top floor, Prince Ning and the great wizard leaned on the railing and looked into the distance. Their eyes were fixed on the East Palace.

At the dragon feast, the prince took the glass bottle away, and the great wizard felt sad for a minute. But then he thought that the glass bottle was taken from the underground palace, and this thing was probably related to Voldemort.

When the gods and demons found out that the bottle was missing, they would definitely follow the scent and look for it. The prince took the bottle away, so he could divert the blame and make the gods and demons think that the prince was the thief.

Originally, he went to the underground palace of the sacred mountain to steal the flower of hell in order to refine the secret medicine and control the gods and demons to kill the prince and make room for Prince Ning.

Now, he doesn't have to spend so much energy, and the prince is eager to attract the gods and demons himself.

Earlier, he had smelled the scent of Voldemort's coming out, and he was so excited that he couldn't sleep.

He must find a place, prepare tea and a small stool, and enjoy this wonderful show he directed.

"Young Master, why don't you please go back! The gods and demons are destroying the world, and if they start a fight, you might get hurt."

Sensing that the aura of the gods and demons was getting stronger and stronger, stronger than any time he had gone out in the past, the great wizard knew that Voldemort was very angry this time.

In order to prevent Prince Ning from being affected and injured, the great wizard carefully advised Prince Ning to avoid it.

King Ning waved his hand, indicating that he rejected the suggestion.

Being able to see with his own eyes Voldemort killing the prince was the most enjoyable thing in his life so far.

How could he miss such a rare opportunity and such a wonderful thing?

Zixuan had already given him some advice: if he wanted to reach the top, he had to fish in troubled waters.

If he wants to fish in troubled waters, he must find a way to muddy the waters and cause Daliang to face internal and external troubles, then he will have a chance.

The death of the crown prince was the best fuse for civil strife.

At the same time, in the Yingbin Inn, Princess Jin, the High Priest and three others also heard the call.

Soul, come back! Soul, come back!

The calls, with their ancient desolation, struck deep into Princess Jin's soul.

This damn familiar feeling!

Princess Jin cursed inwardly, but her eyes were filled with tears that were about to fall.

The handsome young man walked a few steps to the wall, took down the sword hanging on the wall, and was about to go out.

But he was stopped by the high priest, "Be patient, this round is not yours."

The young man struggled but failed to break free from the high priest's hand. "High priest, I, I won't do anything. I'm just going to take a look. Yes, take a look."

The calling voice really disturbed him, and he had to go and see it to feel at ease.

The high priest gently turned a copper bell in his hand and thought for five seconds. "Then let's go together. But this dress is too conspicuous. Change it."

The fog was getting thicker and thicker, and the shouts of "Soul, come back" were getting closer and closer.

In the middle of the road across the street from the East Palace, a tall black figure gradually emerged from the thick fog.

Looking at the figure, it was undoubtedly a man. He was wrapped in a long black cloak, with the hood pulled very low, covering most of his face, making the whole figure look cold and mysterious.

He stood there for a while, then opened his thin lips and returned to his soul...

He slowly raised his head, raised his right arm and placed it lightly on his heart, as if sensing something.

What was strange was that when he raised his hands, his exposed hands, and the lower part of his cheeks were faintly covered with a layer of white hair, which was extremely creepy.

After a while, he seemed to sense something, his figure swayed slightly, and he went straight into the East Palace.

The guards of the East Palace, as well as the eunuchs and palace maids, were all stunned when they saw the sudden appearance of such a great god.

You should know that the main gate of the East Palace and the doors of all important palaces are posted with talismans drawn by the masters of Daguan to ward off all kinds of evil spirits.

But even this did not stop the figure. The guards drew their weapons and blocked the prince's bedroom.

The black shadow just said coldly and mechanically.

"Give it to me! Give it back to me!"