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Chapter 323 Prince's Will

Wang Xianrui growled, as if he was about to pounce on the scholar in blue clothes like a mad tiger. However, as his figure moved, he rushed to the cliff covered with thick fog next to him, and jumped directly towards the canyon below.

Seeing the figure of the doctor suddenly disappear into the thick fog, the face of the scholar in the blue shirt did not change at all. The canyon below was not high. Even if a practitioner was injured, he would definitely not fall to death. Moreover, there was a colleague who had a slightly inferior cultivation level to him waiting in the canyon below.

No matter how fast the falling figure is, it cannot be faster than the flying sword of a cultivator like him.

The thin sword light passed through the thick fog at an astonishing speed and immediately caught up with Wang Xianrui's body.

Wrapped in the thick fog, Wang Xianrui gritted his teeth and reached out to slap the flying sword.

He didn't have any weapons on his hands.

With a light sound, the flying sword easily pierced his palm as if it were penetrated by tofu.

However, when his true energy and blood surged through the runes of the flying sword, the power contained in the flying sword instantly disintegrated.

Wang Xianrui let out a howl like a wounded beast, pulling out the flying sword that pierced his palm.

There was a bang.

He fell into the woods.

The figure of the scholar in the green shirt was already at the edge of the cliff above, but at this moment, the scholar in the green shirt was extremely pale.

He didn't know what kind of means Wang Xianrui used, but his flying sword actually lost contact with him in an instant.

There was a sharp sound of footsteps in the mountains and forests, followed by a tremor, followed by a sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

The scholar in blue shirt calmed down and pursed his blood-lost lips, like a big bird falling down. In just a few breaths, he reached the place where the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground sounded.

A practitioner wearing a bamboo hat fell to the ground in dejection, with a clear fist mark on his chest.

Looking at the scholar in blue shirt who appeared in front of him, the practitioner reluctantly raised his head and wanted to hold on to speak, but in the next moment, he let out a mouthful of blood and fainted.

...

On the official road in the distance, a carriage continued to travel north.

Later, some military information was spread to Chen Jinru in this carriage, including what happened in the mountains of Ningzhou.

If you make suggestions and mobilize all the resources in your hands to do things for the owner, no matter how good the plan is, there will always be accidents. However, in the past ten days, there seems to be too many accidents.

The failure of the medical officer in setting up a series of ambushes a few days ago was a slight possibility that this medical officer had some special practice methods, which seemed to make the true energy of ordinary practitioners useless.

And the battle that took place today has confirmed this.

Even the scholar in blue clothes could not capture the medical officer. Unless he recalled two subordinates sent elsewhere, it would be difficult to achieve success if he mobilized the practitioners in several states.

He pondered about what to do next, and did not stop the convoy. However, not long after, the convoy stopped. The blue-shirted practitioner who was often summoned by him and would talk to him alone arrived in front of the car.

"It's the prince of the matter in Jiange." The cultivator in the blue shirt bowed to Chen Jinru in the carriage, and then said.

Chen Jinru's breathing suddenly, his brows frowned deeply, with a little disbelief: "The news is correct?"

The cultivator in blue shirt nodded and said very simply: "No mistake."

Chen Jinru fell silent.

This is another biggest accident.

He had always believed that if even the Chen family could not decide on the matter of Jiange, it must have been that the Xiao family's attitude towards Lin Yi had changed. However, he never expected that the one who eventually led to this matter was the prince in the palace who had always been very low-key.

The emperor was in his prime, and the prince was too young, so he could only study with peace of mind. Before that, the prince in the palace was a good student in the eyes of all the powerful.

However, no one doubted the emperor's love for the prince.

Xiao Yan's nepotism is also well reflected in this regard.

He almost never refused many requests from his son.

But Chen Jinru thought about it for a long time. The prince who was born in Liangzhou and came to the imperial city from his home in Liangzhou for three years in Tianjian. Not to mention that he had no intersection with Lin Yi, he had no intersection with Chen Baowan and Xiao Shufei.

So who is the relationship between the prince and Lin Yi?

In the world of powerful people, no one has ever been kind enough to help for nothing, but only exchange of interests.

What is the prince’s plan for the Jiange incident and what benefits can he get?

In other words, what is he planning for the young prince who seems to be completely ignored in recent years?

He thought silently for a long time, and then asked, "I can't bring this doctor to him for a long time. Is there any dissatisfaction with Hong Jin?"

"The adult's character and prestige do not depend on his momentary status. What he cares more about is to gain a powerful friend here, even if it is just a friend who can only do business." said the cultivator in the blue shirt, "He is not dissatisfied, and told the adult that he will do something recently."

Chen Jinru understood what Hong Jin meant to do something, and he took some time to think about it, and then said: "Don't let the Ministry of War notice the affairs of this medical officer, and don't let Lin Yi notice this."

The practitioner in the blue shirt bowed and retreated.

When it was found out that the matter in Jiange was done by the prince, his view of Lin Yi had completely changed.

In his opinion, Lin Yi was at most a child who wanted some candy and could be beaten at any time, but now, Lin Yi is already an opponent worthy of their attention.

...

However, Lin Yi himself did not know that he had won such evaluations from important figures such as the Chen family.

He followed his thoughts and rushed forward slowly.

Two days later, at noon, his convoy finally entered Luoshui City.

Pu Ming and the young practitioner arrived in front of the camp of the Tie Ce Army and waited for Lin Yi's arrival.

Because I understand the attitude problem mentioned by Pu Ming, this originally gentle and humble practitioner was not displeased at all.

When the convoy appeared in his sight, he and Pu Ming felt a sense at the same time, turned around and looked to the other side of the military camp.

A young gray-robed practitioner was slowly walking out of an alley near the river.

The practitioner's eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and the hostility in his eyes was unconcealed and extremely strong.

"Do you want to stop him?"

The young practitioner beside Pu Ming slowly raised his eyebrows and couldn't help asking softly.

Pu Ming shook his head and said, "We are not qualified to stop him and wait and see what happens."

Looking at the returning convoy, countless soldiers in the Tie Ce Army camp cheered.

They didn't know what was going on at this time, but they knew that Lin Yi had made great contributions when he went out and was also loyal to a place of practice.
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