Chapter 360 The Third Prince
After Gu Yifan had vented his anger, Qin Shaochen urged Gu Yifan to stop and prepare to go.
Gu Yifan killed the old man with a vicious knife.
Then he took out a storage bag from the old man's arms and handed it to Qin Shaochen.
"This is your trophy."
"Gu Yifan will definitely repay you for saving my life in the future."
"You're welcome!"
Qin Shaochen smiled indifferently and put the storage bag in his arms.
A storage bag of the ninth level of Qi Refining should have good things.
Of course he would not refuse.
"Where is the ninth prince?"
"I asked him to hide in a safe place. It's okay for now."
"Then who should we save next?" Gu Yifan asked.
"No one can be saved."
Qin Shaochen shook his head.
He handed the formation plate in his hand to Gu Yifan for a look.
"It's too late. The other three yellow dots have gathered together."
"It should be the three masters who have completed the mission and returned to the Third Prince."
Qin Shaochen handed the healing pill to Gu Yifan while speaking.
This time Gu Yifan did not refuse. After taking it, he swallowed it in one gulp.
He immediately asked:
"What should we do then?"
"Should we withdraw from the ancient battlefield or continue to move forward?"
Although he was older and had a higher level of cultivation. But there was no doubt that he was convinced by Qin Shaochen at this time.
He looked like he was following orders.
"Go over quietly and take a look."
"If there is a chance, you lure the enemy and I kill the enemy, and then kill two more."
"It's not easy to come here, I can't leave without gaining anything."
The purpose of his coming here is not just to help the Ninth Prince compete.
The bigger purpose is to find treasures like "Fine Teeth".
How can he return empty-handed!
"Okay! I'll listen to you."
Gu Yifan had no objection at all.
Then, the two walked in the direction indicated by the array disk.
***
Five miles outside the forest, the third prince Liu Yingzhong was frowning and looking at the two people kneeling on the ground.
The two people were sweating profusely and kept kowtowing to the third prince Liu Yintian.
They were Zhao Chao and Yan Mingyu, two outer disciples of the Puppet Sect.
But the third prince looked unhappy.
"He Lao, didn't I say it?"
"Except for the Ninth Prince, everyone else will be killed."
"Why did you catch these two trash?"
The one called "He Lao" was the "Grandmaster" warrior.
His name was He Liwang, and he was the most capable warrior under the third prince.
This time, with the protection of the formation of the Wanzhen Sect, he was able to enter the ancient battlefield at the age of eighty and personally help the third prince.
Just now, his mission was the heaviest, and he was ordered to hunt down two disciples of the Puppet Sect.
He also used one hand to directly lift the disciples of the Wanzhen Sect in his hand.
Then he began to chase the enemy.
The speed of the Grandmaster was, of course, much faster than that of others.
In just ten minutes, he completed the task.
Not only did he kill four puppets easily, but he also captured the two Puppet Sect disciples.
At this time, he heard the Third Prince's dissatisfaction and blame, and hurriedly stepped forward and whispered in Liu Yintian's ear:
"Third Prince, those two guys have a special identity. They are all outer disciples of the Puppet Sect."
"So what?"
Liu Yintian was still dissatisfied.
"What does the Puppet Sect have to do with me? They support Old Nine, not me?"
"They are clearly against me."
"Those who don't know what's good for them should be eliminated as soon as possible!"
"Third Prince, at this stage, we do have a bad relationship with them."
"We are even directly hostile."
He Liwang stroked his beard and continued to persuade patiently:
"But has your Highness ever thought about it? What about when you ascend to the throne several years later?"
"Will you not deal with the Puppet Sect?"
Liu Yingzhong was stunned and reacted immediately.
Now he can rely on Wanzhen Sect to fight for the position of the East Palace.
But in the future, he cannot rely on Wanzhen Sect to inherit the great treasure and become the Lord of Wancheng.
He must also maintain good relations with the other three sects.
At least he cannot become enemies.
Otherwise, as long as one of the major sects firmly opposes, his position will not be stable.
"And the disciples of the Puppet Sect have always been relatively small. Even if they are outer disciples, the Puppet Sect will treat them as treasures..."
He Liwang was still nagging, and the third prince had completely figured it out.
"Old He, I understand what you mean."
"You are still far-sighted and thoughtful."
"These guys can be hit, but they cannot become mortal enemies."
After saying that, he made a gesture to a great martial artist at the peak of the late stage.
The subordinate immediately understood and pulled the two disciples of the Puppet Sect up from the ground.
Arranged to rest aside.
Zhao Chao and Yan Mingyu were overjoyed, and stood behind everyone respectfully with a look of gratitude.
Liu Yintian nodded in satisfaction.
But the next second, he frowned again.
"What's going on with Cao Yong and Yang Bing?"
"Why did they go for so long to hunt down a few young warriors and still not come back?"
"Alas!"
He Liwang sighed.
"Doesn't the Third Prince know Cao Yong's hobby?"
"According to that guy's character, he will definitely spend half an hour to torture his opponent to death before he comes back willingly."
"It's already this late, and you still have this kind of leisure!"
Liu Yintian was very dissatisfied, but a little helpless.
"Where is Yang Bing?"
"He is chasing the Ninth Prince, he can't be so careless and not come back after completing the task?"
He Liwang shook his head.
"It's hard to say!"
"Maybe after he caught the Ninth Prince, he happened to run into Cao Yong, and the two of them stayed together."
"Together they did those tormenting things."
Liu Yintian's face changed when he heard this.
"It's just nonsense!"
"Bring a formation plate here, let me see it."
A disciple of the Wanzhen Sect immediately handed over a formation plate.
The third prince took it, took a look, and his face changed a little.
"Two old fools, they actually stayed together."
Liu Yintian's hands were shaking slightly with excitement.
"Wang Biao, go and call those two old fools over immediately."
A great martial arts master nodded, and immediately set off with a disciple of the Wanzhen Sect.
According to the array, the two "old fools" were not far ahead.
It was only about three miles away.
It would take five minutes to get there.
They should be back in ten minutes.
But according to the array, after the three people met, they stayed where they were and did not move at all.
After a few minutes, the faces of the people waiting changed.
"It's probably something wrong. I'll go and take a look?"
A Qi Refining Level 9 Great Perfection standing next to the Third Prince frowned and said lightly.
"What will happen?"
Liu Yintian was a little confused.
"The few people brought in by Lao Jiu are mediocre at first glance."
"The warrior who protected him from escaping seems to be only an early Great Martial Master."
"It's impossible to pose any threat to Yang Bing."
"Could it be..."
After a moment of silence, Liu Yintian thought of a possibility.
"Could it be that Old Nine had ambushed troops in this ancient battlefield in advance?"
"What the Third Prince said makes sense."
"It is very likely that the Ninth Prince knows that he is not strong enough, so he is playing dirty with us."
He Liwang nodded.
"I have said it before, the Ninth Prince has always been more insidious, not as simple as he seems on the surface."
And the old spiritualist at the ninth level of Qi Refining is obviously an impatient person.
Seeing that the two were still discussing the Ninth Prince, he couldn't help but speak again:
"It is useless to say more, just go and take a look, and you will know what happened."
"Makes sense!"
He Liwang nodded in agreement.
"Then I will trouble Old Chen."
"If you find anything wrong, please don't be greedy and reckless."
"Come back and discuss it first, and then we can take action."
"Okay, I know!"
"Old Chen" waved his hand a little annoyed.
"I am not a teenager. I know what to do after I find the enemy."
"No need for Mr. He's orders!"
Obviously, this "Mr. Chen" was not of low status. He was immediately displeased when he heard "Mr. He" giving him orders.
He immediately retorted.
Then he bowed to the third prince and left quickly with the disciples of the Wanzhen Sect.