Should we take action now or not?
Tu Shan Lingxi pressed herself against the wall, her mind constantly pondering this question.
Looking at their expressions, they were all exhausted, and their clothes were wrinkled, clearly indicating that they had not been treated well.
It seems the tyrant is going to deal with them; otherwise, why would he send soldiers to arrest them?
Tu Shan Lingxi heard that the tyrant had many ways of torturing people, and he had even made up several versions of nursery rhymes.
What about tyrants cutting off ears and gouging out eyes... Just imagining the scene of Yin Yi being tortured by Yin Changling actually made the little fox feel a little excited.
Fine, she'd rather see them tortured beyond recognition than be herself, and then she'd take the opportunity to kill them with her own hands!
Once Tu Shan Lingxi made up her mind, she stayed close to the group, always taking them to secluded places, and no one noticed her along the way.
And so, Tu Shan Lingxi followed them all the way to the royal palace, a place the little fox was somewhat familiar with.
She watched Yin Yi and his group enter the palace, and only then did she easily teleport to the same palace as before.
Tu Shan Lingxi remembered that she ate her fill here last time, but accidentally ran into the tyrant. She had to be more careful this time.
Upon entering the hall, the table was indeed laden with various dishes: roasted fish, roast duck, stewed beef, mutton soup...
A table full of meat—it was practically paradise for the little fox.
Tu Shan Lingxi carefully observed her surroundings and, finding no one, felt relieved. She tiptoed over, washed her hands, and began to gnaw on a duck leg.
Um……
It seems like I've forgotten something. What have I forgotten?
She touched her face with her little hand. Oh, she had forgotten to take off her veil!
How can I eat without taking off my veil? I'm so stupid.
Yi Changfeng, still by Daming Lake, thought to himself: You've forgotten me!
Tu Shan Lingxi removed her veil and casually placed it on the seat before beginning her meal.
The meat was tender and the taste was just right. The little fox was enjoying her meal when she suddenly heard footsteps outside. She immediately became nervous.
Feeling guilty, Tu Shan Lingxi looked at the empty hall and saw nowhere to hide. What could she do?
Just when things were extremely urgent, a servant suddenly reported this.
"Your Majesty, Lord Wuxing has come to deliver a message: the Marquis of Bei and his heir have been escorted to the palace. Would you like to see them?"
"Have they arrived?"
A cold voice rang out, completely different from what Tu Shan Lingxi had heard before. The little fox was stunned. How could this person have two faces?
As expected of a tyrant, he can change his tune in an instant. It turns out the rumors were true. The tyrant is capricious and always carries a sword called Dragon Roar, taking pleasure in killing.
Good heavens, if the tyrant finds out that I am a legendary great demon, wouldn't I be torn to pieces!
The little fox grew increasingly frightened, wishing she could disappear into the ground. At this moment, she had forgotten that she possessed a teleportation ability.
Now, Tu Shan Lingxi's small body was pressed tightly against the door frame, the meat in her mouth no longer tasted good, and she was listening intently to the sounds outside.
Fortunately, Yin Changling, standing outside the door, pondered for a moment and decided to go see those people now, saying coldly.
"Then let's go take a look."
Tu Shan Lingxi only dared to breathe a sigh of relief when she heard the noise outside the door gradually subside, and she kept patting her little chest with her small hands.
Even so, she was still quite worried. Tu Shan Lingxi cautiously walked to the window and peered out, but didn't see anyone.
Hmm, very good...
The little fox's mood brightened again. Her fox brother, Fox Hansan, was back! She had to hurry and eat meat, otherwise it would be too late if the others came back!
Moreover, Tu Shan Lingxi felt that Yin Changling would have to deal with those people for quite some time, so he should be able to lower his guard and enjoy the food.
...
Meanwhile, Yin Changling, who had already walked halfway there, couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong, but he just felt that there should have been someone inside the hall just now.
This was a very keen intuition of his, which had saved him from death many times, so Yin Changling immediately stopped.
"Tell Wu Xing to lock them up in the Ziyun Palace and have people guard them well. If they manage to escape, I will hold you accountable."
"yes."
After Yin Changling finished speaking, he immediately turned around and walked back. His black robe fluttered and the wolf totem woven with gold thread shone brightly in the sunlight.
He was menacing, and the Dragon Roar sword in his hand faintly emitted a booming sound, a sign that he was about to kill.
The palace servants following behind him all lowered their heads, as if afraid that their heads would not remain on their necks at any moment.
Their hearts were in turmoil. The heads rolling down in the Dragon Virtue Hall, their eyes wide open in death, were etched in their memories.
I wonder who's so unlucky this time, getting beheaded by the tyrant again.
When they arrived near the palace, Yin Changling made a shushing gesture, and the palace servants all instinctively lowered their footsteps.
Yin Changling was very careful not to make a sound. The closer he got to the main hall, the faster his heart beat, something that had never happened before.
His expression grew increasingly solemn. This unusual behavior likely meant that his life was threatened again, just like the assassination attempt.
Once his heartbeat had calmed down a bit, Yin Changling stood at the door and could hear sounds coming from inside the palace, like little mice eating something.
However, it will be clear in a short while whether it is a human or a rat.
Because of the last assassination attempt, Yin Changling was much more vigilant than usual. He didn't believe that the little thief had just eaten something.
Most likely, they're going to poison him. If they dare to harm him, he'll catch the assassin and skin him alive!
Thinking this, Yin Changling kicked open the palace door and rushed in with his men, shouting loudly.
"Who dares to act so recklessly here? Prepare to die!"
The Dragon Roar Sword in his hand was no joke; without hesitation, he slashed directly at the figure.
Because the light inside the hall was dim, and Tu Shan Lingxi's hair was loose, only a vague human figure could be made out, and it was impossible to tell whether it was male or female.
"What--"
Tu Shan Lingxi was enjoying her meal when she suddenly heard Yin Changling's angry roar and heard a whooshing sound behind her. Instinctively, she fled.
Fortunately, she wasn't a real person, and she moved very quickly. Tu Shan Lingxi dodged her with ghostly speed.
As a result, the loose hair bun finally fell down, and the warm jade hairpin that the Grand Preceptor had personally carved also fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
No one saw how she dodged, but when she turned around and her face was clearly visible, everyone gasped in shock.
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