Chapter 287: Ethereal Breath

Hearing this, the soldiers no longer hesitated. The leader came directly to Liu Changge and said in a serious tone: "Mr. Liu, please come with us."

"This is the Divine Phoenix Dynasty, not your Changsheng Liu family."

"You must give me an explanation for hurting the Tenth Prince!"

"..."

Looking at the soldiers in front of him, a cold light flashed in Liu Changge's eyes.

He also wanted to learn from Zixiao's previous actions and go up to kill the other party directly, and then ask him, who should I explain to if I am a mess!

But Liu Changge couldn't do this.

Under Zixiao's threat, he had offended the Tenth Prince and his plan had been disrupted.

If he continued to make trouble, I am afraid that this trip to the Divine Phoenix Dynasty would not only have no benefits, but would put him in a dangerous situation.

"Okay, although this matter is a misunderstanding, I am willing to go with you."

The Tenth Prince was hesitating and wanted to say something, but how could Yuntian let him talk.

A hand gently rested on his back, and a spiritual force continued to rage in the body of the Tenth Prince.

The pain made him unable to say anything.

"Oh, the Tenth Prince is so seriously injured. No, as a brother, I must take you to treatment!"

The guards on the side immediately came forward and said gratefully: "Mr. Yun, leave the Tenth Prince to us. Thank you for your trouble."

"How can that be!"

Seeing that the other party was about to take the Tenth Prince, Yun Tian said righteously: "This is my beloved relative, brother. When he was persecuted by the traitor just now, I didn't stop him. I feel very guilty."

"Now that you are taking him for treatment, naturally I have to send him off! Otherwise, I really feel ashamed of the word friend!"

"..."

If eyes could kill, Yun Tian would probably have been cut into pieces by the Tenth Prince at this moment.

And beloved relatives, brothers!

Is this how you treat your friends?

On the other side, Zixiao was becoming more and more interested in Yuntian.

If Zuo Yuanfei, Lin Ye and Xi Zichu were the orthodox sons of destiny, then Yuntian was definitely a "cult".

It can be seen from his label.

Salted fish, playing rotten...

He did not take the traditional way of becoming stronger, but the way of becoming stronger that was fed by heaven.

And his way of thinking was also more eccentric.

Although he may not have as much experience as the other three, and his strength may be a little weaker, but if it comes to actual combat power, he may be superior to the three.

After all, sometimes, the victory or defeat of a battle is not only determined by strength, but also by means and brains.

This is why Zixiao is interested in Yuntian.

"..."

Zuo Yuanfei looked at Yuntian's back as he left, not knowing what he was thinking.

What he didn't notice was that Liu Changge also looked at him at this moment.

A farce soon ended with the sighs of the crowd.

As the organizer, the Tenth Prince left, and the so-called gathering of geniuses naturally ended early.

Especially after hearing the message from their staff, the princes and princesses looked at Zixiao with some horror.

They never thought that the Thirty-Second Prince had invited this person without knowing it.

Then how can we play?

You have already overturned the table, what is there for everyone to fight for!

They must go back and think carefully about how to deal with this person in front of them.

The face of the Holy Prince was still a little excited, and the excessive excitement made sweat ooze out of his forehead.

He never thought that such a relieving scene could be staged in front of him.

You know, although his talent and cultivation are higher than the Tenth Prince, he has more means.

In addition, the Holy Emperor was seriously injured and needed the company of the Holy Queen, which led to him being suppressed everywhere recently.

Now he finally felt that the clouds were cleared.

Zixiao slowly came to the Holy Prince, and just when he was about to say something, he was suddenly stunned.

"Brother Dao, what's wrong?"

"..."

Swish!!!

Zixiao ignored the Holy Prince and turned into a stream of light and disappeared on Fengxiang Terrace.

He felt a familiar breath.

That transcendent intention was definitely his own master!

Master Piaomiao is here?

After leaving Fengxiang Terrace, the breath became more and more obvious.

Zixiao looked around, his expression was a little anxious.

Only Piaomiao would make his emotions fluctuate like this.

That breath must be Piaomiao, but...

Zixiao clearly felt the strangeness in that breath.

Thinking of what Yizu said before, she might not be her.

Zixiao had some bad premonitions, but now that he couldn't see Piaomiao, everything was in vain.

It seemed that Piaomiao also took the initiative to release the breath just now, with the purpose of... locking him? !

Soon, the breath gradually faded until it disappeared.

"Master, what's going on?"

Zi Xiao looked at the endless stream of cultivators around him. He couldn't find Piao Miao's exact location. He was originally a supreme being, and now he didn't know what realm he had reached.

Yi Zu said that Piao Miao's situation was very special.

He could only let Piao Miao come to find him, so Zi Xiao had no way to find Piao Miao.

In addition to the intention to gain a good ally for the Yaoguang Holy Land, there is another reason for agreeing to the plan of the Holy Prince to seize the throne. That is, he wants to stand in front of people so that Piaomiao can take the initiative to find him.

Now Piaomiao's aura has locked on him. She could have appeared directly, but she left without even saying hello.

After thinking for a while, Zixiao returned to Fengxiang Tower.

Since Piaomiao did not show up, she must have her own plans and has locked on his aura. As long as she continues to stay in this Shenfeng Dynasty, sooner or later, Piaomiao will show up.

…

At the same time, in a secluded forest outside Fengju City.

A woman with an extremely beautiful appearance is standing here. She is like a fairy from the sky, and people can't look directly at her.

Who else could this person be but Piaomiao.

Her beautiful face has a bit of weirdness, sometimes angry, sometimes full of murderous intent, and sometimes afraid.

It's like a dual personality.

"Zixiao... this time... you must..."

"Little guy, leave here quickly..."

...

Zixiao, who returned to Fengxiang Tower, was taken back to the imperial city by the Holy Prince.

This gathering of geniuses was already in name only. The other princes and princesses still needed to make friends with those geniuses in order to get them to join their camp.

But the Holy Prince didn't need it at all.

He understood very well that you can't chew too much. With Zixiao in his camp, he didn't need anyone to add icing on the cake.

In the palace.

As soon as the three of them sat down, several guards came.

"Thirty-second Prince, the Holy Emperor asked us to escort you there."

"Hmm?"

There was some confusion on the Holy Prince's face.