Soldier King's Love Affairs In City

"Looks like my entire life has been ruined." The green-clad woman's face revealed a sorrowful expression as she muttered.    

With that, a bright light flashed in her hand, and a short sword appeared in her hand.    

"Swish!" With a "peng" sound, the cold glint of the dagger instantly slashed across her tender neck. Dark red blood shot out from her neck.    

As the blood flowed out, her life force was rapidly depleted, and she turned into an ice-cold corpse.    

"Pui!" To think that you would rather die than become my beautiful lady who does not know how to appreciate favors! " The blue robed man looked at the green-clad girl's corpse and said in a flustered and exasperated tone.    

"..."    

Outside the palace, Feng Zhen and Gu Yan were on their way back to their own residence in a carriage.    

"Why did you let that kid go?" Feng Zhen asked Gu Yan.    

"Because I don't want to get into trouble." Gu Yan said to Feng Zhenfeng.    

"What do you mean?" Feng Zhen frowned and asked in a low voice.    

"Although that brat hasn't reached the Cultivation of the SemiGod, his strength has already reached the realm of the SemiGod. Furthermore, he has already reached the condition of comprehending two kinds of true intent!" Gu Yan replied in a low voice.    

"Two kinds of true intent." After Feng Zhen heard Gu Yan's answer, he sucked in a breath of cold air. He also knew what comprehending two kinds of true intent meant.    

This meant that he had two more attacking and releasing techniques than others, and these two true intents would greatly increase his fighting strength.    

Such a talent was something that almost all the influential forces would fight over.    

"Since the king of Ning Yang has invited him, she must win. If we harm or kill him, no one can stand the wrath of the king." Gu Yan frowned.    

Feng Zhen nodded. "It seems that I have to try my best to restore the relationship between us."    

Gu Yan looked at Feng Zhen but did not say a word. She knew that the matter had come to this. Now, it was nearly impossible for Feng Zhen to repair his relationship with Qin Yun.    

And most importantly, he did not tell Feng Zhen that he felt a sense of fear from Qin Yun. It was a fear that came from the depths of his heart.    

Even he didn't know if that fear came from the suppression of strength or was a form of instinct.    

In a huge bedroom in the Second Prince's residence.    

A man wearing a golden robe was sitting on the bed, his eyes full of anger.    

This man was the owner of this mansion, the Second Prince of Ning Yang.    

"Your Highness, what are you thinking about?" A numbing voice came from behind the Second Prince.    

They saw a lady with a graceful figure and almost naked, walked over from behind them. She then extended her jade arms and wrapped them around the Second Prince's waist.    

"Nothing, it's just that today's matter is not going well." The Second Prince let out a long sigh and recounted what had happened today to the charming woman.    

"Hehehe, Second Prince, there's no need to worry about such a small matter. If Qin Yun wants to join Father, he will do so even if you do not invite him. If he does not, it's basically useless even if you invite him to the banquet every day." The charming woman smiled charmingly.    

"Haha, beauty is indeed the best." After the Second Prince finished speaking to the charming woman, he pulled him into her embrace …    

In the Prime Minister's Estate of Ningyang.    

Xiao Yi Ting had already returned home early and was drinking wine alone.    

He, the dignified son of the Prime Minister, was actually embarrassed by a city governor of a small city, causing him to lose all face.    

He thought about what Zuo You Feng had said before he left. The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt.    

"Yiting, what are you calling me so late at night?" An ancient voice entered Xiao Yi Ting's ears.    

A tall and muscular middle-aged man walked over. This person was also a High Realm demigod, and his Cultivation was not weaker than Feng Zhen's Gu Yan.    

"Second Uncle, I want that kid to die!" Xiao Yi Ting shouted at the middle-aged man.    

Even though the middle-aged man was not present, he was aware of what had happened today.    

"Yiting, I can't help you with this." The middle-aged man replied in a deep voice.    

"Why?!" After hearing his words, Xiao Yi Ting clenched his fists and asked in a low voice.    

"That old brat, Gu Yan, has yet to fight Qin Yun directly. This proves that there is something more to it. Furthermore, she is someone His Majesty wants. At this critical juncture, it would be tantamount to apologizing to His Majesty if anyone touched him." The middle-aged man answered.    

"I don't care! He made me lose all face in front of everyone, he must die! " Xiao Yi Ting smashed the wine cup in his hand as he roared hysterically.    

The middle-aged man frowned. He absolutely did not dare to touch Qin Yun. Furthermore, he knew Young Master Xiao's temperament. He would not rest until he achieved his goal.    

If he was stubborn, he might get into other trouble.    

"If we can't touch him, then there's another way." The middle-aged man said.    

"What path!" Xiao Yi Ting asked as soon as he heard that there was a way.    

"Blood Shadow Divine Palace!" The middle-aged man replied in a low voice.    

"The Blood Shadow Divine Palace." When Xiao Yi Ting heard these words, he immediately revealed an expression of ecstasy. Why didn't he think of this route?    

However, his brows were knitted tightly once again. The Blood Shadow Divine Palace was truly a elusive place, and even if he knew of this path, he did not know how to contact the Blood Shadow Divine Palace.    

"The Blood Shadow Divine Palace has always been mysterious. Second Uncle, can you contact them?" Xiao Yi Ting asked.    

"Of course." The middle-aged man replied with a smile.    

"There's no time to lose. We're going now." Xiao Yi Ting couldn't wait to answer.    

"Alright." The middle-aged man nodded and his figure turned into a ray of light as he instantly disappeared on the spot. Xiao Yi Ting followed closely behind.    

In the capital of the Ning Yang Country, in front of an unremarkable restaurant, a hale and hearty old man dressed in slovenly clothing held a completely black wine gourd and continuously poured wine into his mouth.    

After drinking for a while, the old man said, "Why does the wine taste so bad today?"    

At this moment, a voice entered his ears, "If you want good wine, I have plenty of it in my residence."    

The old man looked towards the source of the voice. There was a middle-aged man smiling at him, and beside him was a well-dressed young master. These two people were Xiao Yi Ting and the middle-aged man.    

"The wine in your mansion tastes good, but it's not good. You don't have to drink it." As the old man spoke, he placed the wine gourd on his waist.    

"You …" When Xiao Yi Ting heard that the slovenly old man actually despised the wine in the Prime Minister's Estate, he was immediately silenced by the middle-aged man's gaze.