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Honglian also took off her hat, and looked at Ling Junwu in surprise. If she read correctly, the owner of this mansion is the prince, and he is the fourth prince who is under house arrest by the new emperor. Acquaintance, what is the relationship with this fourth prince?Doubts filled my mind one by one, making people confused.

Ling Junwu went up the steps, walked to the door, put one hand on the iron lock, and pulled back, the iron lock and the chain on the lock were torn off, and then it seemed that with a slight push, the heavy door It was pushed open, and the seal on the door broke into four pieces, one of which was blown off by the wind, and jumped away.

"Ah! Young Master!" Hong Lian didn't expect Ling Junwu to do such a thing, she yelled out in shock, covered her mouth with her hands, and looked around vigilantly. Fortunately, there were no pedestrians passing by here, otherwise, if someone saw Reporting it to the Holy One is a crime of genocide that despises the holy authority.

Ling Junwu stepped into this forbidden mansion, and the people who watched in the dark quietly left to report to his master. Hong Lian didn't notice this, Ling Junwu really didn't look sideways, and ignored the people in the dark, walked through the front After passing through the side hall, they finally stepped into a round stone gate and entered a quiet and elegant courtyard.

With panic in her heart, Hong Lian looked at the person in the yard curiously, and saw that the person was wearing a plain white robe, the style was very simple, but the material was indeed extremely expensive, and only the royal family could wear it. silk.His long jet black hair was not tied up with a hair crown, but was only tied with a white embroidered silver headband. He looked extremely relaxed. This person must be the rumored Fourth Prince!However, now it seems that there is no sign of embarrassment under house arrest.

The fourth prince was fiddling with the flower branches with his hands boredly. When he heard the movement behind him, he turned around with a flat face. He was shocked when he saw the person coming. Originally, he thought it would be the person sent by his second brother to silence him. It has become a forbidden place for outsiders to enter and exit.

"Who are you?" The fourth prince looked at Ling Junwu suspiciously, and suddenly realized, "It turns out to be Brother Ling, and Brother Ling is indeed very human. After being separated for more than ten years, he is still the same as when we first met!" Looking at Honglian at the back, she smiled slightly and said, "Is this woman Brother Ling's confidante?"

Ling Junwu ignored the fourth prince's ridicule, and said as he walked: "Xuanyu has indeed undergone earth-shaking changes!"

The fourth prince smiled wryly: "I didn't expect Brother Ling to remember this name. I'm making you laugh. Now that I'm a prisoner, I'm not a place to stay here for a long time. Brother Ling should leave as soon as possible! To avoid getting into trouble, after all, I Those two imperial brothers are now the emperor."

Ling Junwu looked the fourth prince up and down: "I'm very surprised, why didn't he kill you? Keeping your hidden danger, can your brother who just sat on the throne feel at ease?"

"Brother Ling really thinks highly of me. Now that I have no power or power, and Brother Second Emperor has already established himself, how can I shake him? As for why I haven't been killed yet, it's just a matter of time. In the midst of disease and disaster, you have nothing to do with the emperor, and you can earn a good reputation as a friendly brother and a big heart, why not do it?"

Ling Junwu held the fourth prince's right hand, put his fingers on the pale wrist, raised his eyes and said: "Chronic and highly poisonous, but it is much less toxic than when I first met you."

The fourth prince withdrew his wrist and sighed softly: "This is 'lingering', affectionate, lingering to the bone, the poisoned person is like a person who is in a desperate situation of love, love can't be loved, love has no place, tortured people are getting weaker and corroded The flesh and blood of the body, when it seems to be dying, is the time when the toxicity is brought to the extreme, and it is also the time of death."

"Where is the medicine I sent you?"

The fourth prince was stunned, and after a moment of silence, he said: "If it wasn't for the elixir gifted by brother Ling, I'm afraid I would have died in Huangquan long ago, and there is only one elixir left, but it is indeed on my side now." In the hands of the Second Emperor Brother."

Ling Junwu didn't ask why the elixir fell into the hands of the second prince, but took out another small bottle and handed it to the fourth prince.

"Thank you, Brother Ling, but no amount of elixir can only save me for a while. Brother Huang wants me to die, so don't waste Brother Ling's elixir."

"Live a moment longer in this world, and there will be an unexpected turning point. Are you such a cowardly person who gives up lightly? What about the loser? The winner can only write his own victory, and cannot change the loser's mind. Why should Xuan Yu give up? Why don't you give it a go!" Ling Junwu's voice was full of temptation, and he didn't know whether he was convincing the fourth prince or himself.

The fourth prince looked at the small bottle in Ling Junwu's hand in a daze, his body seemed out of control, and he took the living things.

The imperial guards surrounded the palace, and a large number of armored guards poured into the palace. The emperor stood in the crowd, his eyes fell on his younger brother, and he waved the soldiers to get out of the way.

"Your Majesty, be careful!" The commander of the guards at the side warned.

"No problem!" The emperor walked up to the fourth prince, glanced at Ling Junwu and said, "Is this person a friend of the fourth prince?"

The fourth prince clenched the small bottle in his hand, and looked at the emperor: "The Holy Majesty came to my little palace, why do you know?" He casually swept a leaf off his body with his sleeve, and said contemptuously, "Is it possible that the Holy Majesty Are you still afraid that I, a half-disabled person, will threaten you?"

The emperor frowned, turned his head to look at Ling Junwu and said, "It seems that your friend holds a lot of weight in my fourth brother's heart!"

Ling Junwu smiled and said: "Naturally, the relationship between me and Xuan Yu is not ordinary."

"He actually told you this name..." The emperor seemed to be talking to himself. He took a deep look at Ling Junwu, turned to the soldiers and said, "Go back to the palace!" Then he said without turning his head, "Four Brother Huang, it will be Brother Wei's birthday in a few days, I hope that the fourth brother can enter the palace to be with Brother Wei."

"Your Majesty's order, you dare not refuse." The fourth prince looked at the mighty imperial guards who came here and then left like the tide ebbing, and he ignited a spark of fire in his already ashamed heart.

Hong Lian looked at Ling Junwu silently, she never thought that she, a little prostitute, would be lucky enough to see the emperor's true face today, but today's incident always feels that there is an inexplicable strange feeling in it, which is really strange .

The fourth prince put the small bottle into his arms, hesitated for a while before saying: "Brother Ling, would you like to stay and help me?"

"I don't intend to stay here for long."

"I was reluctant, and besides, it's better to leave as soon as possible in such a place." The fourth prince showed a relieved smile, "I don't know when Brother Ling is going to leave?"

Ling Junwu thought for a while: "Tomorrow! Let's have a drink with Xuan Yu today."

"It's so good! It's so good!" The fourth prince clapped his hands and laughed heartily.

The two stayed up all night, drinking and chatting, while Hong Lian poured wine for her, or danced for fun, until the sky turned white, the fourth prince fell asleep on the table, and Ling Junwu drank the last glass of fine wine, Wake up Guren, who was lying on the side, and leave quietly.

A man in black clothes walked up to the pavilion, looked at the sleeping man, and sat down opposite him. He heard himself call "Brother Ling" indistinctly, and stretched out his hand to brush away the man's messy black hair. Looking at that quiet and pretty face, she sighed, "Fourth brother!"

Ling Junwu left the imperial city without looking back, Honglian followed behind, staggering along the way, and couldn't help complaining in his heart: What a master who doesn't know how to pity and cherish jade, what a miserable life!

"Young master!" Hong Lian trotted behind Ling Junwu and asked curiously, "How did you know the young master and the fourth prince?"

"I am to him, he is to me, there is a life-saving kindness between us!" Ling Junwu couldn't help thinking of the time when he first arrived in the human world and was seriously injured.

Hong Lian was surprised, not because of the relationship between the two, but because the young master was willing to talk to her, it was really strange, the young master hardly spoke a word to her on the way here.Now, it was Honglian's turn to be silent.

Hong Lian didn't know how long she had walked, she just felt that she had already walked all the distance in this life, and her legs were weak, but she didn't say anything about rest anymore, because for Ling Junwu, these It's all nonsense, and I won't pay attention to her at all.

From the small forest ahead, there was the clear and clear sound of weapons clashing. The sound was continuous, and it seemed that the battle was very intense.

Ling Junwu deviated from the main road and walked towards the small forest. He saw that the two men had exquisite sword skills and were fighting in full swing.

These two people are exactly the one-sword lore "Ghost Master", Qi Qunke, the young master of the Songshan Sword Sect, and the mysterious "Feiyun Sword" Zhuo Bugui.

Qi Qunke's sword is decisive, and the sword is fierce and ruthless. It seems that he will not give up until he kills his opponent under the sword. The shadow of the sword is heavy, and the cold light is shining.

Zhuo Bugui, however, seemed to be scruples about something, he actually showed mercy to the sword in such a life-threatening situation, his hands and feet could not be fully used, and the sword's power was cut by more than half, so the original sword He, whose law is higher than that of Qi Qunke, was suppressed at this moment.

Perhaps the two were so engrossed in each other that they failed to notice Ling Junwu and Honglian who were standing not far away.

With a sneer and sarcasm on Qi Qunke's face, he drew his sword sharply, cutting off a corner of the opponent's clothes, the sword edge pierced the skin, and a trace of blood spread in the air.

After Zhuo Bugui backed away, avoiding the opponent's attack, his aura suddenly changed, his whole body was like a sharp sword that had just been unsheathed, and the sword in his hand echoed his aura, reaching the level of "concentration" realm.

"Concentration" is the highest state of swordsmanship. One's own "essence" and "spirit" are transformed into substance, and one holds the sword in one's hand. At this time, no matter whether it is one's senses or reactions, it is different from the usual state.

Qi Qunke laughed loudly: "Good! Good! Good! Zhuo Bugui, no wonder you came to challenge my Divine Sword Sect. It turns out that the swordsmanship has reached its peak. It's really great! But, that's all, don't you think my Divine Sword Sect? No one, can you insult me ​​at will?"

Zhuo Bugui looked at Qi Qunke firmly, and said calmly, "You know, the purpose of my coming here is only for you."