The Demon Prince

Xiao Xingyue shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Guards, seize this lecherous old man who has insulted the ruler of a foreign nation and damaged diplomatic relations between our two countries."

The sound of armor clanking rang out outside. Li Shunhua led his troops into the courtyard, clad in black armor, spear in hand, exuding a menacing aura.

"Surround them, don't let a single one escape."

The guards of the King's Palace and the old troops from the northern border climbed over the wall.

Zhao Yuanbao led his men to block the back door, and Chen Manfu even brandished a stick, his beard flying wildly with anger.

"Cao Bi, you old bastard."

By day, he blocked the coffin of the old prince; by night, he made disrespectful advances towards the queen.

You spend twelve hours a day, but not a single hour of it being a human being!

Cao Bi's face turned ashen.

Jin Yueji had already retreated behind Xiao Xingyue, and her frail appearance made Cao Bi so angry he almost flew to heaven:

"Xiao Xingyue, you tricked me!"

And Jin Yueji, you, you, you!

Jin Yueji said coldly:

Minister Cao was cautious in his speech.

"I came here today only to discuss the subsequent reparations between the two countries, but who knew you would harbor such malicious intentions."

Cao Bi was so angry that his vision went black:

"You bitch!"

Xiao Xingyue immediately shielded Jin Yueji in front of him:

"And to swear at people, that's an even bigger offense!"

Cao Bi looked at the chaos outside the courtyard; his trusted men had already been entangled by Li Shunhua's men.

Shouts rose from the surrounding area, but the private residence was not large, and if they really wanted to break out, they might have a chance.

His gaze fell on Xiao Xingyue.

As long as Xiao Xingyue is killed, everything will fall apart tonight, and he will have a sliver of hope. Given the Emperor's dislike for Xiao Xingyue, he could even turn the tables and say that Xiao Xingyue was the one who harassed Jin Yueji.

Thinking of this, Cao Bi's inner energy surged violently, sending the broken cups on the ground flying. He leaped up and charged straight at Xiao Xingyue:

"You little beast, die before I can!"

Xiao Xingyue remained expressionless, raised his hand, and activated the fourth level of the Sacred Dragon Technique, condensing golden true energy into a ball in his palm.

Cao Bi struck with his palm, and the two palms collided.

The table was shattered into pieces, and wine was spilled all over the floor.

Cao Bi staggered back three steps, his arm going numb.

Xiao Xingyue only took half a step back, his sleeves fluttering in the wind.

Cao Bi's eyes widened suddenly, utterly shocked:

"You! How did you get stronger again?"

Cao Bi felt his blood and qi surge.

Xiao Xingyue shook his hand:

"Isn't it normal for young people to progress quickly?"

Cao Bi felt a sweet taste in his throat, but he forced the blood back down.

wrong!

That's completely wrong!

Xiao Xingyue's ability to suppress Pan Yungong in the military camp last time had already made him uneasy.

Pan Yungong was only a fourth-rank official, while Cao Bi was a seventh-rank official! A full seventh-rank official! Even though he hadn't fought on the battlefield for many years and had indulged in officialdom and wine and women, his level of cultivation was still evident!

But just now, Xiao Xingyue was not killed by his palm strike, and was even knocked back!

What did this little beast eat to grow up like that?

Jin Yueji stood at the back. The fear she had just feigned on her face had just disappeared when a new fear surged into her heart.

Xiao Xingyue's strength also exceeded her expectations... Wasn't it said that he was too weak to go to the battlefield?

How come his strength is almost catching up with his eight older brothers?

Cao Bi glanced around the courtyard. The main gate was blocked by Li Shunhua's troops, and the back gate was also blocked by the Prince's men. But there was still an opening on the west wall. His mole should be here by now.

Thinking of this, he suddenly kicked over the table, which shattered, sending pieces of wood flying everywhere. The lamp was knocked down, and half of the room was instantly plunged into darkness.

He took advantage of the momentum and rushed towards the window.

"Stop him!" Li Shunhua drew her gun and gave chase.

Three iron beads flew out from Cao Bi's sleeve. The iron beads were filled with true energy and crashed into the doorpost with a series of bangs, causing wood chips to explode.

Li Shunhua shifted her stance, swept her gun barrel horizontally, deflecting two bullets, and aimed the third directly at Xiao Xingyue's brow.

Xiao Xingyue raised his hand and grabbed, using the true energy of the Holy Dragon Technique to forcefully draw the iron bead into his palm.

Cao Bi crashed through the window and climbed into the backyard.

Sure enough, several sharp whistles sounded outside, and a dark figure leaped in from outside the wall.

There were six people in total, all dressed in black, with short knives and fast steps. They attacked without any unnecessary moves, heading straight for Xiao Xingyue and Li Shunhua.

Cao Bi was overjoyed: "Fight our way out!"

He had just finished shouting when a loud yell suddenly came from outside the wall:

"Who gave you permission to fight your way out?"

The voice was as loud as a bell, and the men in black paused in their movements.

The next moment, a section of the wall collapsed with a crash, and Qin Zhenyue arrived in full armor!

The old general was tall and imposing, his beard and hair flying wildly in the night wind. His long sword exuded a chilling aura as he slashed down with it.

The man in black at the front didn't even have time to scream before he was sent flying, crashing into a stone lantern in the courtyard and shattering it on the ground.

Qin Zhenyue swept his sword a second time, breaking the short swords in the hands of the two men in black, denting their breastplates, and they fell to the corner of the wall and remained motionless.

The remaining three turned to flee, but Qin Zhenyue stomped his foot, cracking the blue bricks, and charged out, his long sword pressing down from above!

Bang! The three men were struck on the ground by the back of the knife and fell to their knees, their kneecaps shattered!

Qin Zhenyue turned his head, his gaze sharp as an eagle's and a wolf's:

"Minister Cao, you secretly met with a foreign ruler, even bringing assassins to meet you. Are you plotting treason?"

Cao Bi's face turned pale. Oh no, how could Qin Zhenyue be here?

A chill ran through him, and despair welled up inside him.

This is all a trap, a complete trap. From the front of the Ministry of War to this private residence, from Jin Yueji's letter to Xiao Xingyue kicking down the door, he was led into the trap step by step!

He roared like a madman:

"Xiao Xingyue, even if I die, I will drag you down with me."

His true energy exploded!

Broken wood, shattered porcelain, and dust were all shaken up.

He stopped running and rushed straight at Xiao Xingyue, unleashing the final desperate attack of a seventh-grade martial arts expert!

Li Shunhua rushed the fastest, but Qin Zhenyue was even faster.

The old general strode into the room, his long sword slashing diagonally. With a flash of light, Cao Bi's right hand, which was holding the sword, flew out from his wrist with a crack.

Blood splattered, and before Cao Bi could even utter a scream, Li Shunhua's spear had already arrived.

Thud! The spear tip pierced his left rib, and blood dripped down the shaft.

Cao Bi knelt on the ground, his body swaying.

Qin Zhenyue stepped on his shoulder, pressing him flat against the ground:

"Take it down."

The guards of the Prince's Palace immediately rushed forward.

Cao Bi's severed wrist was still bleeding profusely, his face was ashen, and blood foam kept coming out of his mouth.

He stared intently at Xiao Xingyue, his old face filled with resentment and venom.

"You...you'll die a horrible death..."

Xiao Xingyue walked up to him, his playful smile gone, replaced by utter indifference:

"Lord Cao, Lord Cao, are you trying to get His Majesty to order my execution?"

A hissing sound came from Cao Bi's throat, and blood oozed out.

Xiao Xingyue continued:

"You're letting your apprentice interfere with my selection of military officers, aren't you?"

Are you trying to stop my father and brothers from returning to their coffins?

"So you want me to prove that the person lying in the coffin is my father, is that it?"

Cao Bi's eyes trembled. Xiao Xingyue reached out and patted his face, the force not heavy, but extremely insulting:

"Go in peace."

Cao Bi opened his mouth to curse, but blood gushed out first. His body convulsed twice, and then he fell completely silent.

Chen Manfu stood to the side, still holding the stick in his hand. Only when he saw that Cao Bi was dead did he put it down, trembling.

Jin Yueji also came out.

Her clothes were now neatly arranged, and she had regained the aloofness befitting a queen of Gouli Kingdom.

"Your Highness, you have made a promise to me."

Xiao Xingyue glanced at her:

"Don't rush, Cao Bi just died, don't be too greedy."

Jin Yueji's gaze darkened.

Qin Zhenyue looked at the two of them without saying a word, but his expression was already very bad.

Xiao Xingyue immediately put on a righteous expression:

"General Qin, don't look at me like that. I just saved the ruler of a foreign country and maintained the diplomatic relations of Great Xia."

Qin Zhenyue looked at Cao Bi's corpse, then at Xiao Xingyue, and sneered, "You brat, you're really ruthless!"