Yan Qingyu raised her eyebrows in surprise and sneered disdainfully: "You are giving a letter to the battle?"

"You can think so!"

Yan Qingyu: "Is that so? So thank you for your reminder."

The two of them left coldly, and the ups and downs of dark shadows in the dark found their own camps and radiated one by one, as if nothing had happened here.

Mo Yan couldn't help it anymore.

"Why should I let the prince go?"

Yan Qingyu didn't look back. She took the two metal hidden weapons she handed to her by Ziyu, thinking about where she had seen this thing. She was silent for a while before slowly saying: "After the prince died, he was retaliated by the Gong family and the queen, and it would be no good to anger them."

"Then you..." Why do you still have to break up with the prince?

"I didn't expect that I guessed it right. That person is the strategist behind the prince, not the Gong family, but a mysterious strategist!" Yan Qingyu narrowed her eyes and smiled softly, and then handed a piece of metal in her hand to Mo Yan's hand. "If your highness is bored, you can check this thing. The speed, power and lethality of this hidden weapon are too terrifying. I hope this hidden weapon will not produce energy, otherwise we will have no chance of winning."

Mo Yan was shocked and looked at the small metal in disbelief.

"Just because of this little metal?"

"Just rely on it!" Ziyu handed out the sword that stabbed Mo Yiqing. There was a hole at the tip of the sword, which could penetrate the strong material of the sword body. He had never seen it in this world.

Although this metal is small, it has great lethality.

Mo Yan then realized that his face turned pale.

"I'll find a way to use the nine thousand-year-old tricks to check it out. Even if it's nine thousand-year-old, I'll be interested in using this powerful hidden weapon in the world. Can your Highness do it?"

Mo Yan took the sword handed over to the ground as evidence, and his face was serious: "This palace will definitely find it out!"

"That's good!"

The nameless hidden weapon sounded a wake-up call in Yan Qingyu's heart. Whether in his previous life or in this life, he had never seen such a hidden weapon on the battlefield. But it seemed like he had seen it somewhere. After Mo Yan left, she ordered Ziyu: "Give this one to Baijiu and ask Baijiu to check it out. I always feel that I have seen such a hidden weapon somewhere."

Ziyu nodded, and while sleeping Feiyu stretched, then carefully held the metal, "Don't worry, I will definitely do it!"

"Yeah!" Yan Qingyu habitually touched Feiyu's head.

Feiyu lay on Ziyu's shoulder and hugged Ziyu's neck, stretched out his hand at Yan Qingyu: "Master, what are you going to do next?"

Yan Qingyu thought for a moment, obeyed her feelings, and replied: "Go and see the competition between the Fourth Prince and the Nine Thousand Years."

"What to compete?" Feiyu asked.

"Whoever loses wears women's clothing!" Yan Qingyu smiled slightly.

Feiyu: "…"

He is still a child!

...

Mo Yiqing woke up quickly after being rescued. The original first anti-Qing was to blame the people around him, "Why didn't you obey the orders of this palace and kill her?"

The mysterious man was silent for a moment, his voice cold: "I can't kill her!"

"How is that possible?" Mo Yiqing didn't believe it.

"She buried the killer in the secret, and her ability is extremely high!" The mysterious man answered truthfully.

Mo Yiqing: “…”

Mo Yiqing was wrapped around her neck with a thick layer of gauze, and the gauze was still oozing with blood. She could not see the usual gentle image of His Royal Highness, and she looked particularly embarrassed.

"Yan Qingyu!"

He punched Yan Qingyu very much and resented him.

The mysterious man heard Yan Qingyu's name and his eyes flashed slightly. The empty space in his eyes swayed as water waves, and then sat on the stone on one side, "Your Highness, do you want to go and see the competition between Jiu Qiansui and the Fourth Prince? Maybe you can find out the strangeness of the Fourth Prince in this competition."

"Hmph, there is a powerful woman like Yan Qingyu next to Mo Li. How could he be a weak person?" Mo Yiqing twisted his face, not knowing whether it was jealous or unwilling.

The mysterious man did not answer.

He still hasn't figured out why Yan Qingyu wanted to let the prince go.

She secretly buried the killer's ability and could only feel their breath vaguely, so it was impossible for her to kill the prince.

Letting the prince go is equivalent to letting the tiger return to the mountain. What is she thinking?

The mysterious man was a little distracted...

...

The competition between Jiuqiansui and Si Yucheng attracted a lot of people's attention, and Jiuqiansui seemed to deliberately delay time. It was not until Yan Qingyu and his group of people and Mo Yiqing's men were lurking near the jade pendant on the top of the mountain that he lazily walked out of his secret hideout.

The confused eyes were lost in an instant, as if they were covered with a layer of white mist.

"The audience is here, then the Fourth Prince, I will meet you!"

Jiu Qiansui's figure disappeared occasionally and appeared occasionally, as if he was playing with Si Yucheng. Until Si Yucheng felt the aura getting closer and closer in the dark, he understood the purpose of this Jiu Qiansui.

I want to show his true strength in front of everyone, or to show his flaws.

Because Jiu Qiansui always suspected that he was not the real fourth prince.

Although it is a fact...

But Si Yucheng did not intend to give up. Even though he knew that the other party wanted to reveal his identity, he still went head-on. Until he fought with Jiu Qiansui to the top of the mountain in this game, the two stood quietly under the waterfall, nodding their heads on the water surface with their toes, and without traces on the water. Behind their hands, they looked like a legitimate and fairy.

Just as handsome, with noble aura, unparalleled internal strength, the same...

It is said that the young master is unparalleled, but these two people cannot distinguish between the two.

"The Fourth Prince is so powerful!" Jiu Qiansui gently raised his charming and lustful red lips, and the poppy poison was stained with everyone's hearts.

"If you can rub with Jiu Qiansui, I will naturally have to do my best!" Si Yucheng was wearing a purple robe, and his body was covered with a layer of blood-red residual light from the setting sun. The fusion of purple and red made his face look weird and evil.

"The fourth prince must be careful!" Jiu Qiansui waved his sleeves, and the water in front of him fell like a waterfall flowing down. The shocking waves rushed towards Si Yucheng directly, and the waterfall behind him made a rumbling sound, shocking everyone's heart.

Jiu Qiansui and the Fourth Prince are just a simple internal force competition on the water surface, or the collision between the two internal forces will form a wind tornado and then collide in all directions.

The trees, grass...bent over by the strong wind.

Yan Qingyu reached out to block the wind in front of her. The wind was too strong, which made her unable to hold on.

When her body was blown back a few steps, her wrist was held tightly, and she looked up.

Mo Yan grabbed the branch with one hand and pinched her wrist with the other, and his eyes struggled and hated him. For a moment, he wanted to let go of her wrist and let her be blown away by the strong wind, but he couldn't help but pull her, protect her, and stood in front of her to block the crazy wave of internal force.

Yan Qingyu was very surprised, and Mo Yan was even more surprised.

He quickly let go of her hand, and blood and complexity flashed through his eyes.

"Fourth brother... has always been disguised?" In order to hide his embarrassment and the anger in his heart, Mo Yan asked lightly.

"You should not behave like a person. The fourth prince is so disguised. Who can guarantee that other princes are not disguised?" Yan Qingyu said vaguely, and at the same time, she felt softened because Mo Yan was blocking the wind's actions.

"Of all the princes, this palace is probably the idiotic one, so you dare to steal people from the hands of the nine thousand years old, right?" Mo Yan smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Your Highness doesn't have to care about these things at all!" Yan Qingyu blinked indifferently, staring at Jiu Qiansui and the Fourth Prince under the waterfall.

The nine thousand-year-old eyes are invisible but still so powerful. The fourth prince looks like a playboy but has such superb internal strength. It is really surprising.

Yan Qingyu kept watching the two people fighting below, while Mo Yan kept staring at her...

All parties were in a state of distortion, and the meaning was unknown. They all looked at the fourth prince who was comparable to the nine thousand years old in shock.
Chapter completed!