Chu Yunli escorted the Ninth Prince back to the palace to report back to the Emperor. This was an order secretly given to him by the Emperor. The news was not made public and everything was done in secret.
Fortunately, the Ninth Prince was fine and was rescued safe and sound.
All this was thanks to Jiang Ning. If Jiang Ning hadn't discovered this a long time ago and took action to treat the Ninth Prince, the Ninth Prince would have been brutally murdered by now.
Hearing the sound of the study door on the second floor, several people chatting happily raised their eyes.
They saw Wen Li walking slowly down the stairs.
Su Jingjing stopped talking to Li Ruobing, stood up and walked to her.
"Otherwise? Practicing martial arts is such a hard thing, so of course I choose to cultivate spirit."
Murong Yun's fingers flashed with green wood spiritual energy. As she turned, she threw a few seeds towards the opponent. As Miao Miao continued to use her skill 'Wu Sheng', the snowfield was filled with green vitality.
This time, sharp thorns sprouted from the growing vines, which looked very sharp under the snowy light, and they rushed towards the man without hesitation.
Hearing the cold voice, Zhuang Wei was confused.
Ninth Prince? What Ninth Prince?
Could it be that the Ninth Prince is... that boy?
A white sports car lies in front of a black off-road vehicle. The car lights shine brightly on the white body of the car, and the reflected light dazzles the eyes.
Xia Chen stepped on the brakes and looked at Li Ruobing, who was getting out of the car surrounded by bodyguards.
Today is the first day of competition. Li Ruobing changed into a warm pink jacket, and her long, straight black hair was fixed behind her head with a pearl headband.
"What you said makes sense, but I don't want to hear it."
Murong Yun hesitated in her steps, but still had a smile on her face. This action caused those people from Pingyun Kingdom to stand up immediately, drawing their swords and knives.
Not to be outdone, the Luan Guards also took out the weapons that Murong Yun had spent a lot of money to prepare for them. Suddenly, their swords were at war with each other.
Zhuang Wei felt a chill running down his spine. The woman in front of him knew all of his plot and was deliberately trying to get close to him. She probably wanted to attack him secretly.
Heh, this is a good thing.
By taking the initiative to deliver herself to his door, he doesn't have to look for opportunities carefully.
