To the west of the Dashang Capital.

Wild ridge.

Mu Bai, dressed in white, walked forward alone, wrapped around his back and holding a sword in his hand, with an extraordinary temperament.

Of course, there is no unified appreciation standard for things like temperament, and people have different opinions.

The fairy who others think is extraordinary may be in the eyes of others as bandits and hooligans.

For example, Qin.

Of course, there are not many people like Qin who have a huge contrast, and ordinary people will pay more or less attention to their image.

If you can mix such an elegant name with a bandit, Qin is the only one who can be compared with a bandit.

In comparison, Mu Bai is much more ordinary.

He looks not ugly, but he is a fairy-like figure like Qin Ena, which is a hundred and eight thousand miles apart.

If you are not as good as you, your strength will not be as important as you are, and your temperament will no longer be so important.

Therefore, Mu Bai was walking in the wilderness, and he was no different from passerby.

If no one knew his identity, who would have thought that the passerby in front of him was the fourth prince of Da Shang.

temperament?

Only when there is a status bonus is called temperament. If there is no, it is a fool.

Along the way, Mu Bai walked alone eastward, walking through the wilderness and passing through the bustling city, but no one recognized his identity.

Even those powerful people with good identities or some palace eunuchs who retired and returned home did not have a thought in their minds after seeing Mu Bai on the street. This local bun is the fourth prince.

Half a day later, Mu Bai, who had walked out of the wilderness, came to another city, took out a few cents from his body and bought two buns, preparing to put on his stomach first.

People are iron rice and steel, and they don’t eat for a meal and are hungry. After Ye Xuanji’s devastated Mu Bai now cherishes the food he can eat.

"drive!"

At this moment, at the end of the street, a group of people rushed by. The leader was Zhuang Shisan, the commander of the imperial guards of the Da Shang capital.

The dozen people led by Zhuang Shisan were also masters among the masters in the imperial guards. This trip to Youzhou was to find the whereabouts of the Fourth Prince.

Next to the street, in front of the bun stall, Mu Bai chewed two buns with him, glanced at Zhuang Shisan and more than a dozen imperial guards, and ignored him.

Commander Zhuang is so anxious, there should be something important, so let them do the important things first.

Anyway, he has his hands and feet, and it will take him a few days to walk back to the capital.

"Everyone is quick, if you miss the tasks assigned by Your Majesty, you will be unable to afford them!"

On the street, the fast horses ran by. In front of the team, Zhuang Shisan shouted in a deep voice, reached out to pat the horses under him, and accelerated the speed of the journey.

Behind, more than a dozen imperial guards did not dare to delay and followed quickly.

In this way, Zhuang Shisan and others and Mu Bai missed it perfectly.

"Boss, let's have two more buns."

After eating two buns in a row, I felt that I was not very hungry. Mu Bai took out a few copper plates from his body and bought two buns again.

After the stall, the delicate little woman opened the cage, took out two meat bags and handed them over, and said, "Young master, you are not a local person, aren't you?"

"no."

Mu Bai took the bun, shook his head, and replied, "I'm just passing by, I'll leave the city in a while."

"Then the young man should be careful. It has not been peaceful outside the city recently and bandits are rampant. It is best not to go out when it is dark." The delicate little woman advised.

"It's dark?"

Mu Bai glanced at the scorching sun traveling west and nodded and responded, "Thank you for your reminder, then I will leave the city tomorrow."

The delicate and kind little woman felt relieved when she saw the young man in front of her listened to her advice.

Half an hour later.

Outside the city, Mu Bai walked out, the sky was setting, and the night was about to fall.

Listen to advice?

That is impossible.

If Mu Bai had listened to the advice, he would have become the crown prince long ago.

In Li Ziye's words, Mu Bai is the kind of person who does not cultivate or straightforwardly, and does not repair Gen Jijiu. However, they are not picky in terms of family and martial arts talent. If they want to repair him, they can't find a reason.

As night fell, Mu Bai walked on the official road outside the city, leisurely and swaying, just as he wrote the four big words "Come and grab me" on his face.

finally.

The bandits arrived as they wished.

Mu Bai is also lucky. More than a dozen bandits wanted to go to the surrounding villages to rob, but happened to meet Mu Bai who was walking alone at night.

Since it is a coincidence, it is not robbed by chance, and it does not conform to the bandit's positioning and professional ethics.

And Mu Bai's hands were already itchy.

During the days when Ye Xuanji and Xifeng were taken care of, the boss guarding the pass was too strong, and Mu Bai was injured, so he never took action.

Now that the opponent has changed and his injuries have been healed, Mu Bai feels that he is OK again.

Soon, more than a dozen bandits were surrounded by Mu Bai. In less than ten breaths, all the bandits were put to the ground.

From beginning to end, the sword was not sheathed, and Mu Bai was still reluctant to take the Longyuan Sword to chop off the bandits.

"Vulnerable."

After letting everyone go, Mu Bai looked at the bandits lying all over the ground, said a trash talk indifferently, and then walked away.

These bandits were still too weak. After returning, they asked Brother Li to practice their skills. That guy was tough and thick-skinned and resistant to beatings than these people.

By the way, is that kid in the capital now?

Just as Mu Bai traveled day and night to the capital of Dashang.

In the capital, news about Mu Bai's not dead suddenly spread.

In an instant, the entire Da Shang Capital was in full swing.

The Fourth Prince was not dead, this was a big shocking event.

The fourth prince is the legitimate son and has made great achievements in military affairs. If he can return safely, who can still compete with him as the crown prince?

The eldest prince?

This is no longer a question that is completely unnecessary to discuss. How can the bandit suppression be compared with the contribution of killing enemies on the battlefield.

What's more, Mu Yuan lost Baidi City, and the old debt has not been settled yet.

If the fourth prince did not come back, Mu Yuan might still have a chance to compete for the position of crown prince, but now that the fourth prince is about to come back, there may be no suspense as the position of crown prince.

Even behind the eldest prince, there is a commoner who is deeply supported by the emperor's grace.

But how could a commoner change the general trend?

At the same time, the southwest of the Dashang Capital.

Mu Yuan led the army all the way back, getting closer and closer to the Dashang Capital.

After successfully suppressing the bandits, Mu Yuan was in a good mood and wished he could immediately put on his wings and fly back to the capital of Dashang.

Until that message came to my ears.

Mu Bai is not dead!

After hearing the news, Mu Yuan was stunned and could not believe his ears.

The fourth brother, isn't dead?

The moon is like a hook, a big hook.

In the camp of the Rakshasa Army, Li Ziye stood in front of the tent, staring at the direction of the Dashang Capital, and his mouth slightly bent.

Mu Yuan, are you still satisfied with this gift?

Don't be anxious.

A bigger gift is still behind.
Chapter completed!