Catching Monsters

Chapter 43 I'm Not a Temptress

Two bangs.

They both fainted on the ground.

"Huh." Jiang Yun felt relieved as he looked at the two people who had fainted on the ground.

Then he hurriedly dragged the two men into the woodshed.

He changed into a guard's uniform and took one of the guard's badges.

After tidying up his clothes and making sure there seemed to be no major problems, he pushed open the woodshed and walked out.

The palace was indeed very large, and servants would pass by in a hurry from time to time.

However, their attention was not on Jiang Yun.

Jiang Yun lowered his head and looked for the exit of the palace.

Wandering around for a while.

Finally found the gate of the palace.

There were four guards guarding the gate, and Jiang Yun walked quickly towards it.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind him: "Stop!"

Jiang Yun was slightly startled and looked back. A man who was obviously the leader of the guards was walking towards him.

The man was in his thirties, frowned, and asked, "Whose subordinate are you?"

Jiang Yun's brain worked rapidly. How could he know who was in the palace?

He forced a smile and said, "I am the dungeon guard."

"From the rear palace?"

“Okay, I…” The moment this person spoke, he suddenly drew his sword and attacked Jiang Yun, and shouted, “This person has a ghost!”

Soon, the guards at the door drew their swords and surrounded them.

"Why didn't your people from the back house leave the palace through the back door? Why did they go through the front door instead?"

Jiang Yun slapped his forehead and said, "Sir, I remembered it wrongly. I am from the former mansion."

"I am the former commander of the government, how come I don't recognize you?"

"Go, capture this man!"

As the man shouted, more and more guards rushed over.

Soon, more than twenty people arrived and surrounded Jiang Yun.

They rushed towards Jiang Yun with weapons in hand.

Jiang Yun took a deep breath, stepped on the Seven Stars Steps, and began to chant: "The Mysterious Sect of Heaven and Earth, the root of all Qi. I have practiced for billions of kalpas to prove my supernatural powers. Within and outside the Three Realms, only Taoism reigns supreme. There is golden light on my body, covering my body."

In an instant, his body shone with strong golden light, and a powerful magical power spread out in all directions with him as the center.

Many guards were repelled by the powerful and dazzling golden light.

"This, this is?"

The guards were shocked when they saw this scene, but they didn't dare to step forward.

Jiang Yun took this opportunity and rushed out of the palace without hesitation.

"Chase, chase!" the commander shouted loudly to his men.

"Boss, that person knows magic. If we chase him, we might just end up getting killed..."

The commander cursed: "What are you afraid of? If you let this man go, the prince will blame you later..."

"Boss, why don't you chase after him?"

The commander was suddenly speechless. How could a mortal with his flesh and blood fight against someone who knew magic?
He looked around and saw that no one else had arrived yet.

"Hurry, lie down."

Everyone lay on the ground together, and soon, hearing the noise, other guards arrived.

"What happened?"

The commander covered his chest, bit his tongue, and spat out a mouthful of blood, saying, "We just met a master with powerful magic."

"That man used only one move to severely injure more than 20 of us."

"So scary!"

There was a strong smell of blood in the prince's bedroom.

Tang Wanxin was sitting in front of the bed, holding various knives in her hands, carefully replacing Xiao Yukang's heart.

Her forehead was covered with sweat.

Her previous experiments were all conducted by captured ordinary people.

To cut open the body, all you need is a burst of brute force.

But now that she was giving a heart transplant to Prince Su Xiao Yukang, she dared not be careless at all.

Finally, the replaced heart began to beat rapidly.

She also breathed a sigh of relief. Xiao Jingyuan, who was beside her, also showed joy on his face and said, "Miss Tang is really a miracle worker. She is so skilled in heart transplant."

"If this technique succeeds, I will report it to His Majesty. I'm afraid His Majesty will be very happy..."

But before he could finish his words, Xiao Yukang on the hospital bed suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

This heart also beats at a strange speed.

Tang Wanxin's face changed. She was very familiar with this scene. It was an immune rejection reaction.

"Quick, find another heart."

When Xiao Jingyuan heard this, his face changed, he quickly drew his sword and walked out of the bedroom.

Outside the bedroom door stood many royal guards, as well as Xiao Yukang's children and concubines.

They all knew that the prince was in poor health, so they came early to prepare for the funeral.

"Brother, how is father?" At this time, a seventeen-year-old young man stepped forward and asked anxiously.

Xiao Jingyuan took a deep breath and said, "My father asked me to tell you to follow me."

Upon hearing this, the young man showed joy on his face and hurried to follow.

Before my father died, he was thinking about me, perhaps he wanted to give me a lot of benefits.

Xiao Jingyuan winked at several guards.

Several bodyguards quickly followed.

Soon, a fresh heart was delivered to the dormitory, and Tang Wanxin continued the heart transplant.

After the replacement, the rejection reaction continued. Tang Wanxin's forehead was covered with sweat and she said, "This one still doesn't work?"

Xiao Jingyuan took a deep breath, his eyes red, and said, "I understand."

After saying that, he went out and found another younger brother.

So back and forth.

It was getting dark.

All of Xiao Jingyuan's seven younger brothers are dead.

This is the last heart.

Tang Wanxin replaced the heart with trembling hands.

But soon, the rejection reaction occurred.

"Prince, it still doesn't work." Tang Wanxin trembled all over.

At this time, Xiao Yukang, who was lying on the hospital bed, raised his trembling hand and pointed at Xiao Jingyuan.

"Jingyuan, I love you the most."

"Give your heart to your father as well."

Xiao Jingyuan took a deep breath, took out an exquisite dagger inlaid with gems, and suddenly jumped up and stabbed the dagger into Xiao Yukang's beating heart.

In an instant, blood flowed and Xiao Yukang's hand fell down.

Xiao Jingyuan took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "The prince is seriously ill and has passed away. Do you understand?"

Tang Wanxin next to her was completely stunned.

This is patricide!

Don’t worry about whether Xiao Yukang is dying or not.

He was killed by Xiao Jingyuan before he breathed his last, which was patricide.

In the Zhou Dynasty, even commoners killed their fathers.

That is also a capital crime.

Not to mention that this is the prince.

Tang Wanxin widened her eyes, nodded repeatedly, and said, "Don't worry, my lord. I understand. The prince died of a serious illness. I saw it with my own eyes."

"No, no, no, I didn't see anything."

Puff.

Xiao Jingyuan's dagger pierced Tang Wanxin's heart.

Tang Wanxin lowered her head in disbelief, looking at the dagger stuck in her chest. She opened her mouth, but blood flowed out of it: "Prince, you..."

"You witch, you have killed so many people, do you really think that I will let you go?" Xiao Jingyuan's eyes were red.

boom.

Tang Wanxin lay on the ground, her body shaking uncontrollably, and she kept mumbling, "I'm not a witch."

"This is my magic to cure diseases and save lives."

"It's magic."

"Magic."

　There is another chapter, I am writing~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)