Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

After Zhang Yifeng left, Sima Ji looked confused.

Is this earth the name of a city or a town? Anyway, the Dali Kingdom has never heard of this place.

Shaking his head, Sima Ji returned to the Counselor's Mansion and went straight to the room where Sima Long was.

"Father, is he gone?"

Sima Long's questioning voice came.

Sima Ji nodded, looked at Sima Long with a deep look, and asked seriously: "Xiaolong, are you still unwilling in your heart?"

Sima Long pursed his lips and said nothing.

Sima Ji frowned, and he could tell from Sima Long's eyes that Sima Long was very upset about Zhang Yifeng's serious injury to him.

Even now, Sima Long is thinking about how to take revenge.

Sima Ji's face darkened and he said sternly: "Answer my question!"

Hearing Sima Ji's words, Sima Longquan trembled, gritted his teeth and said, "Father, I know he is very strong, but if you give me time, I..."

Before Sima Long finished speaking, he was interrupted by Sima Ji.

"Asshole!"

Sima Ji angrily scolded him and said in a cold voice: "Do you think you can catch up with the special envoy if you are given time? Humph, this is simply nonsense. Do you know that the special envoy is not only powerful himself, but also around him, There is also an even more powerful servant!”

A powerful servant!

Hearing Sima Ji's words, Sima Long was stunned for a moment, and then asked: "How powerful is that servant?"

"How powerful?"

Sima Ji sneered and said, "Even Lord Yuwen, the commander of the king's personal guards, is no match for her. How powerful do you think she is?"

When Sima Long heard this, he took a breath of cold air, and at the same time, a deep feeling of powerlessness arose in his heart.

Yu Wenxin, the commander of the king's personal guard, is the most powerful person in the Dali Kingdom. He has always regarded Yu Wenxin as his idol, but he never thought that a servant next to Zhang Yifeng had a higher cultivation level. Better than Yuwen Xin!

If someone else had said this to him, he would definitely be disdainful, but since it was his father Sima Ji who said this, he couldn't help but not believe it.

"Father, I know what to do."

After a while, Sima Long fell into silence after saying this to Sima Ji.

Hearing this, Sima Ji nodded with satisfaction and said: "Now, I am the lord of Yong'an City. I am just your son. This position will belong to you sooner or later. You are my son, Sima Ji. You should know which one is more important."

After saying that, Sima Ji left, leaving only Sima Long, who was frowning and thinking.

At this time, on an ancient road, a man in green clothes was riding a spiritual deer and was driving quickly. This man was Zhang Yifeng.

The spirit deer is covered in colorful stars, with auspiciousness rising under its feet. If anyone is here, they will be very surprised, because the speed of the spirit deer is simply too fast. Although it cannot be said to fly thousands of miles in an instant, it is faster than ordinary monks flying with swords. Don't know how much.

Zhang Yifeng looked ahead and murmured to himself: "This road is the only way to the royal city. If we continue at this speed, I will be able to catch up with them in two hours."

Looking down at Linglu, Zhang Yifeng had a curious look in his eyes.

Before he came to Yong'an City, Linglu had disappeared. The disappearance of Linglu made him depressed for a while. He thought that Linglu would never come back.

But what he didn't expect was that just when he left Yong'an City and was about to chase the Twenty-Two Princes and Yu Wenxin, he met Linglu halfway.

He was a little curious. When he came to Yong'an City, Linglu didn't follow him. How did it know his whereabouts?

Regarding Linglu, even with his knowledge, he was full of doubts in his heart. Even in his previous life, he had read all the ancient books and did not know the origin of Linglu.

Of course, he didn't particularly care about this problem, because he felt that Linglu was very friendly to him, and that was enough.

Putting aside the messy thoughts in their minds, Zhang Yifeng and Linglu continued on their way quickly, and their figures gradually disappeared at the end of the road.

Time passed, and in a place with dense mountains and forests, three figures were flying with weapons.

These three people are none other than the Twenty-Two Princes, the man in gray robe and Yu Wenxin.

At this time, Prince Twenty-Two suddenly stopped, turned to look at Yuwen Xin, and asked: "Commander Yuwen, why did we leave in such a hurry?"

Seeing Prince Twenty-Two suddenly stop, Yu Wenxin also stopped, frowned and said, "Your Highness, didn't you find out that Zhang Yifeng is full of hostility towards you?"

"hostility?"

The Twenty-Two Prince sneered: "I have known this for a long time, and I am also full of hostility towards him. One day, I will kill him with my own hands!"

He had never hated a person so much in his life, and Zhang Yifeng was the person he wanted to cut into pieces with a thousand knives.

After hearing the words of the Twenty-Two Prince, Yu Wenxin was silent for a moment, and then said: "Do you know that when we were in the valley before, he had already had murderous intentions towards you. If we are still in the City Lord's Mansion at this moment, maybe you already dead."

When Prince Twenty-Two heard this, his expression changed and he said coldly: "I am the prince of Dali Kingdom. I don't believe it. He dares to kill me?"

Yu Wenxin shook his head.

"Your Highness, let's hurry up. He will catch up at any time. Only by returning to the royal city can we be safer."

However, after listening to Yu Wenxin's words, the Twenty-Two Prince sneered: "Huh, I don't believe it. He really dares to catch up?"

Just as he finished speaking, a voice suddenly rang in his ear.

"Your Highness, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you."

Hearing this voice, the twenty-second prince's expression changed drastically.

He was very familiar with this voice, and it could even be said that he hated it.

At this moment, he felt a burning pain on his face. He did not expect that as soon as he said that Zhang Yifeng would not catch up with him on the front foot, Zhang Yifeng appeared on the back foot.

On the side, Yu Wenxin's expression also changed drastically, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

I saw him angrily reprimanding and yelling at the Twenty-Two Prince: "I'm here to hold him back, let's go quickly!"

The twenty-second prince's face was gloomy and scary. Of course he knew what Zhang Yifeng was doing after chasing him, but he didn't expect that Zhang Yifeng would be so courageous!

He is a person who cherishes his life extremely. After understanding that Zhang Yifeng really came to kill him, the only thing he wanted in his mind was to escape.

Because he knew very well that there was Hong Ling beside Zhang Yifeng, and even if the three of them went together, they would never be able to do anything to Zhang Yifeng.

"Walk!"

In a moment, Prince Twenty-Two had made his decision, raised his flying sword, and flew forward.

But what he didn't expect was that the man in gray robe did not escape with him, but shouted after him: "Your Highness, take care, I will stay here to help Lord Yuwen."