Master Zhiwei took Yu Ling and moved over without disturbing anyone. Seeing that the situation was not good, the assassin couldn't help but move faster and faster, and rushed directly into a dark alley.

"Still want to run?" Master Zhiwei sneered. He had already calculated the surrounding space nodes and formed an invisible barrier with one stroke of his hands, trapping the assassin.

"Bang!"

The assassin was unable to stop his attack in time and hit the space barrier with his head, and his body suddenly froze.

He slowly turned his head, with a sinister look on his face: "The royal family is so willing to send Master Zhiwei as a bodyguard."

"That's none of your business." Master Zhiwei responded coldly.

Yu Ling looked at the assassin's face in surprise, and said somewhat unexpectedly: "Wu Youqiu?"

When he was attacked by that resentment just now, Yu Ling had noticed a somewhat familiar aura, but he never expected that the elders of the Fire Refining Sect would suddenly appear here, and even act as assassins for a certain prince.

I still remember that Wu Youqiu and Ning Chengxue seemed to have been entrusted with a certain task by Guan Yiqing. Later, Yu Ling even met Ning Chengxue, but Wu Youqiu never heard from him again. I don't know what he wanted to do in the south.

When Wu Youqiu suddenly heard his name, his pupils could not help but shrink. He subconsciously mobilized his profound energy, like a bow stretched into a full moon, and said in a deep voice: "Who are you?!"

Before he finished speaking, he impatiently picked up the long knife in his hand and swung it through the air. The light of the knife was as bright as falling from the sky.

Master Zhiwei was about to take action to help Yu Ling block the attack, but Yu Ling's movements were faster than him. The Ancient Yang Jue rose up and turned into a sharp torrent, which was released along the Ningmo Knife.

"when--"

There was an explosion, and the surrounding space barriers buzzed and trembled. If this energy was allowed to escape, half of the royal city might be enveloped.

Wu Youqiu felt that his entire arm had lost all feeling, his meridians were almost torn apart by the fierce black energy that opened and closed vertically and horizontally, and his internal organs were shaking.

He couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood with foam, and hit the space barrier hard with a bang, and the black energy all over his body was rushing around uncontrollably, making him almost crazy with pain.

How could this person... be so terrifying? He also knew his identity, so he could never be Wen Wei from a small planet on the border!

Especially when Wu Youqiu saw that the opponent who had received his full blow seemed to be unharmed, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. Before he could think of a way to escape, countless space chains had already wrapped around him, binding him tightly.

No matter how much Wu Youqiu struggled, it was of no avail.

"How to deal with this assassin?" Master Zhiwei's attitude towards Yu Ling has changed a lot. He now feels like Wu Youqiu that this person is not Wen Wei at all, but a master pretending to be a master. No wonder he dared to come out on his own initiative. It turns out he is

Specifically for fishing.

"Let me ask him something first." Yu Ling hadn't completely recovered yet, because he had just had a head-on collision, and his blood and energy were still churning, but he recovered quickly thanks to his physical strength.

Yu Ling adjusted her breath slightly, and then asked Wu Youqiu: "Where did you get Wang Anyuan?"

"How do I know?" Seeing that there was no hope of escape, Wu Youqiu calmed down. His only hesitation was whether to commit suicide by taking poison. Although this was the most basic professional quality of an assassin,... he still had too many obsessions.

Even with a glimmer of hope of survival, he was unwilling to give up.

"Aren't you in the same group?" Yu Ling suddenly felt bad. The reason he didn't rush to track Wang Anyuan was because he planned to get information from Wu Youqiu. But he didn't expect that Wu Youqiu came specifically to assassinate him and kidnap him.

Wang Anyuan's is from another side.

"Nonsense!" Wu Youqiu's expression was cold.

Although Yu Ling needed to be in a hurry, he was also afraid that Wu Youqiu could not think about what to do if he committed suicide, so he still said a few more words: "I know your identity, and I believe you have another mission, rather than working for a certain prince.

I will talk to you in a while, and if you are willing to cooperate, we will not kill you. I hope you still remember that there are so many people you hate who are still living in the world, are you sure you want to die earlier than them? "

"Who are you?" Wu Youqiu stared at Yu Ling closely.

Yu Ling stopped looking at him: "Senior, please send him back to the palace. Throw him into the dungeon first. I will interrogate him when I go back. We must rescue Wang Anyuan now, otherwise we will be in trouble later."

"You're welcome." Master Zhiwei casually moved a little in front of Wu Youqiu, and the latter disappeared in the ripples of space.

"Senior, can you trace Wang Anyuan's whereabouts?" Yu Ling returned to the place where the little girl just appeared and asked again.

"Let me deduce it." Master Zhiwei closed his eyes for a moment, with a slightly subtle expression on his face: "It seems...at Luoxia Residence."

His first reaction was that the kidnapper was too blatant. His second reaction was that this seemed to be a good place, because no one dared to invade the temporary residence of the Twelve Grand Dukes, not even the royal family. There is a saying that it is the most dangerous place.

The place is the safest place. Even if the other princes beat him to death, they would not guess where Wang Anyuan was captured and he was hiding under their noses.

Yu Ling hesitated for a few seconds, and finally said: "The nights are long and the dreams are many, I must rescue him."

"But there are many Zhiwei masters in Luoxiazhong. Even if I call a few of my friends together, I'm afraid they will be exposed in a short time." Master Zhiwei reminded.

"Tonight is the best opportunity. If you miss it, all the clues will be cut off. The longer it is delayed, the slimmer the hope." Yu Ling's thoughts suddenly changed, and she suddenly had inspiration and said: "I thought of a way, but now I can only fish in troubled waters.

Alright, let’s go to Luoxia Residence first, thank you for your hard work, senior.”

"This is my responsibility, not to mention that we really cannot let a formation genius fall into the hands of the enemy." Master Zhiwei shook his head and moved Yu Ling to a trail near Luoxia Residence.

On the roadside, a beggar was sleeping in the shadows. No matter how prosperous the place is, there are always some people who are poor, and the brilliant light that belongs to others will never shine on them.

Yu Ling walked up to the beggar and said directly: "I'll give you one million star coins and let you shout something, are you willing?"

The beggar got up in a flash, his eyes shining brightly in the night: "What are you talking about?"

…

So a minute later, a shrill shout spread throughout half of the outer city.

"Hai Minggong has captured Wang Anyuan, the genius of the casual cultivator. Wang Anyuan is doomed—"

The beggar almost exhausted all his lung capacity. He took one million star coins and ran away quietly. Anyway, there are many destitute beggars like him in the city and outside the city. No one would suspect him, but from now on

From now on, he can live a completely different life.

"Where did you get so much money?" Master Zhiwei was in a daze for a while.

"Is that much...?" Yu Ling used to think that one million was an astronomical figure, but since the income from the Western Border Passage rolled into his account, he has become numb.

Master Zhiwei couldn't help but fell silent. He thought about how his salary for the whole year was only more than one million star coins, and felt melancholy in his heart.

At this moment, he was even jealous of the beggar who had had bad luck for eight lifetimes.

Master Zhiwei took a deep breath and told himself that he must pay attention to his identity, and then he reluctantly calmed down: "Why is it Mr. Haiming? I don't think it is him."

"I don't think it's him either, so that's why the beggar shouted like that." Yu Ling said.

Master Zhiwei also reacted. After the princes who really kidnapped Wang Anyuan heard these words, they would be shocked, but they would also feel more at ease, because he must have thought that Yu Ling had got the wrong person, and then he would naturally

Let down some vigilance.

But at this time, the originally peaceful and harmonious Luoxia Residence had changed. Yu Ling and Yu Ling could hear the noise over there through a small path.

After a few more minutes, Master Zhiwei nodded to him, indicating that he was almost ready to take action.

Yu Ling quietly released her soul power, forming a barrier to cover up her aura, and quietly arrived at a side door of Luoxia Residence.

Several guards were whispering with gloating expressions on their faces. It looked like they were definitely not Hai Minggong's subordinates.

Master Zhiwei quietly opened a small hole in the space barrier protecting the entire Luoxia Residence, moved Yu Ling a short distance, and passed directly past the guards to appear in the outer courtyard.

It was quiet here. Yu Ling swept through it with her soul power and found almost no trace of anyone. It seemed that the beggar's roar was very good. The heavyweights should have gone to trouble Hai Minggong.

Who kidnapped Wang Anyuan?

Yu Ling continued to scan with his soul power. With his current level, he was able to detect every corner of Luoxia Residence with great precision, and even clearly understood the lively scene in the courtyard of Duke Haiming.
Chapter completed!