Counting on your fingers, the fifth marriage is coming

After a night's rest, we were greeted by foggy weather and a gloomy sky.

Nangong Fei's team rested for a night, replenished their food and water, and then set out again.

On the Qianren Cliff outside Yecheng, the morning mist had not yet dissipated, and the mountain breeze, carrying the chill of early spring, blew Nangong Fei's clothes into disarray.

He heard the sound of horse hooves behind him again, and when he turned his head, he saw that it was indeed Wei Canghao and his group.

He raised his hand to stop the convoy, dismounted and handed the horses to his followers to lead.

Then he stood in the middle of the road. He was dressed in a luxurious brocade robe, with a jingling jade pendant hanging around his waist and a gold-inlaid folding fan in his hand. He looked like a real dandy.

This is unfortunate.

Just when I was about to create an accident, this "accident" just came to me.
He deliberately swung the folding fan away with a "snap". The erotic picture painted on the fan was particularly dazzling in the sunlight.

In the narrow aisle, he deliberately blocked the way so that the people behind him could not pass.

Nangong Fei waved his folding fan and said frivolously, "You have been looking at me with bad eyes along the way. You clearly have other ways to go, but you insisted on following me. Are you thinking evil things? Are you jealous of my good looks and my outstanding family background? In order to avoid competing for favors in the harem, you want to eliminate me, a strong opponent, in this wilderness?"

His extremely narcissistic remarks made everyone feel suffocated, as if there was air stuck in their throats.

Wei Canghao frowned and said coldly, "Young Master Xiao, be careful with your words."

"Be careful with your words?" Nangong Fei began to shape the image of a foolish and arrogant young master from a noble family according to the nature of the cousin of Prince Shou. He sneered and glanced at them: "You hypocritical hypocrites, you look decent, but in order to occupy His Majesty, what can't you do?"

"Are you a fool?" Li Yehe laughed and said sarcastically.

But Nangong Fei laughed even more wantonly: "Why? Did I get it right? Are you angry out of shame?"

"You're talking nonsense. You have a face with very little flesh on it, and you look like a man who will bring bad luck to his wife. His Majesty is an expert at reading faces and bones, and he will definitely not look down on someone as sarcastic and mean as you." Chi Jiangdong said "Pooh".

Nangong Fei was stunned for a moment, a smile flashed across his eyes, but in the next moment he rushed up with an angry look on his face.

"You are so beautiful, why do you humiliate me like this? I will tear your mouth apart."

Seeing him rushing towards him with bared fangs and claws, Chi Jiangdong was too lazy to draw his sword and just casually tried to repel him with a palm.

Sure enough, Nangong Fei, who knew no martial arts, cried out in pain and staggered backward. The gravel under his feet rolled, and he pretended to be frightened, his feet unstable, and he fell backward towards the cliff.

"Be careful!" Wei Canghao reached out to pull it, but only grabbed a torn corner of the clothes.

Chi Jiangdong was dumbfounded. He looked at his palm and wondered if his strength was really that strong.
Li Heye immediately came to the edge of the cliff and looked down with a serious expression.

Everyone watched Nangong Fei's figure fall into the misty abyss. A moment later, a muffled sound was heard from the bottom of the cliff.

"Ah... murder! They killed Young Master Xiao!"

The convoy suddenly fell into chaos and everyone was shocked by this sudden scene.

"Impossible, I didn't push him towards the cliff at all..."

Chi Jiangdong was still in a daze. Wei Canghao recalled what had just happened and frowned, "Let's go and take a look."

Wei Canghao and others hurriedly went down the cliff and found Nangong Fei's "corpse" on a protruding rock.

The corpse looked miserable, but Nangong Fei's appearance could be vaguely seen through his clothes and body shape.

Tang Jiashan squatted down and was about to check, but he saw that the corpse suddenly turned into a paper man and drifted away with the wind.

“Not good!” Wei Canghao’s expression suddenly changed, “We’ve fallen into a trap!”

They turned around suddenly and saw twelve men in black robes carrying a black iron sedan chair coming towards them. The nine-headed willow embroidered on the curtain of the sedan chair glowed like phosphorescence in the moonlight.

A pale hand stretched out from the sedan chair, with cinnabar snake patterns wrapped around the fingertips.

"I was passing by here and happened to see such a bustling scene." A lazy voice pierced through the night, and a man wearing a bronze Taotie mask slowly stepped out of the sedan chair.

The gold-embroidered picture of a hundred ghosts parading at night on his black brocade robe flowed in the wind, as if it would burst out of his clothes at any time. Wei Canghao's pupils shrank suddenly - the Chiyou Order hanging on the man's waist was the highest order of the evil master!
"Palace Master Chiyou..." Gu Yuejiarong also recognized him.

"Killing someone means paying with your life. You even dare to touch Prince Shou's people. You are too ignorant of your own limitations." As the words came out lightly, soul-locking chains flew out of the sleeves of the twelve black-robed men.

The chain was engraved with spells, and it would block the meridians as soon as it touched the body.

The five men were shocked to find that their internal energy had stagnated and they were being dragged along like ordinary people, unable to resist.

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Yecheng
The streets of Yecheng are wide and prosperous, with shops lining both sides of the bluestone roads and rows of buildings with carved beams and painted rafters, which is in no way inferior to the splendor of Shengjing.

However, beneath the prosperity of this city lies a suffocating depression.

On the streets, magicians dressed in gorgeous clothes walked arrogantly, with various magical tools hanging around their waists and faint fluctuations of spiritual energy lingering around them.

They were arrogant and if civilians accidentally blocked their way, the sorcerers would just wave their hands and knock them to the ground.

But the people did not dare to complain at all. They could only lower their heads and step aside submissively.

"These magicians are simply lawless!" Chi Jiangdong was bound by talisman chains, his eyes full of anger.

He saw with his own eyes an elderly woman who was unable to dodge in time and was knocked to the ground by a sorcerer's spiritual power, and the vegetable basket in her hand fell to the ground.

Li Yehe sneered: "No wonder Prince Shou can dominate Yecheng, it turns out that he praised the magician to the sky."

The two palace maids in the team also followed silently. Their team had been taken over by the people from Chiyou Palace. One of them was pale, her eyes full of fear and pity.

She whispered to her companion beside her: "Why is Yecheng like this?"

The other palace maid lowered her eyes and remained silent.

The team moved forward slowly and finally stopped in front of the Shouwang Mansion. The mansion was majestic and magnificent, with two lifelike stone lions in front of the gate, their eyes inlaid with spirit stones, emitting a faint light.

The gate of the mansion was wide open, and the person who came to pick him up was already waiting at the door with a hypocritical smile on his face.

Prince Shou has always been courteous and friendly to others. He bowed and greeted them with a smile. His eyes swept over the five men bound by the soul-locking chains, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The Lord of Chiyou Palace - Nangong Fei, wears a bronze Taotie mask.

He raised his hand and the soul-locking chain suddenly tightened, dragging the five people in front of Prince Shou. "It was reported earlier that Master Xiao was murdered and fell to the bottom of a thousand-foot cliff, with no remains left. These five people are the murderers."

Chi Jiangdong glared at him: "You are slandering me! It was obviously him..."

"Shut up!" A talisman flew out from Nangong Fei's sleeve, sealing the mouths of the five of them.

Prince Shou didn't really care about the life or death of his cousin. Besides, his confidant had already reported everything along the way. He was calm inside, but his face was furious. "Thank you, Palace Master. I must give an explanation to my nephew Xiao to comfort his soul and let him rest in peace."

He waved his hand and asked someone to take the five people away first.

When Nangong Fei saw that Prince Shou did not doubt the matter, he knew that he must have investigated it beforehand and did not ask any questions until he was sure that it was correct.

He pulled up the corners of his mouth and smiled, and then said to Prince Shou: "The murderer is left to you to deal with as you wish. Besides, I have something more important to report, and I need to discuss it with you in detail."

Seeing that he was serious in his words, Prince Shou nodded and said, "Palace Master, follow me."

Inside the palace, Prince Shou and Nangong Fei walked into the secret room.

Nangong Fei took off the Taotie mask, revealing his original handsome face.

He stroked the cinnabar snake pattern under his collarbone with his fingertips and whispered, "Your Highness, I followed Master Xiao to infiltrate the palace this time and discovered a shocking secret of Emperor Yue."

Prince Shou's expression froze, and he looked at him expectantly: "Oh? Palace Master, please speak." (End of this chapter)