The Lovely Wife's Magical Calculation

Chapter 429 Fighting Again (3)
"Why are you laughing? There's nothing ridiculous about this. Hurry up and think of a way to separate the two of them." Ye Lu looked up at Long Zhi and Mai Tang on the altar, apparently neither of them expected such a thing to happen.

They all knew about the fight against the dead today, but no one expected that Shentuyi would fight Yingyan.

Just when they were anxious, the two fighting each other suddenly jumped up, and then fell to the ground and took two steps back.

Stabbing the ground with the sword in his hand, Shentuyi and Yingyan looked at each other, as if there was a flame dancing between them.

Ye Lu rushed over immediately, stood in front of Shentuyi, and snatched the sword from his hand, "Don't fight." In a low voice, Ye Lu felt that even if he fought again, he couldn't fight at this time.

Looking down at Ye Lu, Shen Tuyi casually threw away the sword, "I just sparred with Prince Ying, I never thought that Prince Ying's kung fu is so superb."

On the opposite side, Yingyan also handed the sword into the guard's hands, and then said with a smile: "The city lord Shentu has won the prize, and the city lord has not used his full strength. If there is a chance next time, I hope to compete with the city lord again."

These two simple two-sentence exchanges completely resolved the embarrassment just now, and it looked as if they were really discussing each other.

"Okay, next time I have a chance to compete with Prince Ying again. The sacrifice to heaven is over, let's go back." On the altar, Long Zhi spoke, but he didn't say a word when the killer attacked just now.

The crowd didn't say anything, they retreated to both sides, and Long Zhi walked down with Mai Tang.There were some bloodstains on the viewing platform, but they didn't seem to see it.

Under the Dragon Altar, the forbidden army quickly carried away the corpses all over the ground, as if nothing had happened.

Holding Shen Tuyi's hand, waiting for the others to leave first, Ye Lu felt that he couldn't get any closer to Yingyan now, otherwise he might have to fight.

Shen Tuyi's face was as cold as Hanchuan, Ye Lu shook his hand and said, "My city lord, you really fought him. Thanks for not seeing any blood, otherwise it would be a mess."

Looking down at her, Shentuyi took a deep breath, "Sooner or later he will see blood."

Pursing his lips, Ye Lu shook his head, "All right, let him see blood, but definitely not now."

Without saying anything else, Shen Tuyi dragged Ye Lu down the long steps and returned to the Prince's Mansion.

Before leaving, Ye Lu glanced back, the imperial army cleaned up very quickly, and all the corpses were removed, but there was still blood on the ground, which proved that everything just happened was real, not just a show.

However, everyone was extremely calm as if nothing had happened. It can be seen that such a thing will happen today, and everyone knew it in advance.

Riding back to the Prince's Mansion, the mansion is singing a stage opera at this time, it is the troupe in the palace, and the singing is very good.

All the guests came to the Prince's Mansion, and it was very lively for a while.

Ye Lu returned to the small building, but before he took off his cloak, the guards from the mansion came over.

"Girl, Your Highness has a gift for you. I don't know where to put it? The prison in the mansion, or send it here?"

In the blink of an eye, Ye Lu realized what the 'gift' they were talking about, what Long Zhi gave her was what she needed.

"Chili's envoy is still there, let's send it to the prison first." This 'gift' is the woman that Chili gave to the old emperor.

"Yes." The guard took the order and left quickly.

Today's battle was the old emperor's last struggle, and those killers were his dead soldiers.

However, Long Zhi had been prepared for a long time, and the last struggle was just a thump, like a stone falling into the water, with only a few splashes, it calmed down.

Moreover, it didn't hinder today's joy at all, just listen to the noisy opera singing.

(End of this chapter)