Except for the swordsman at the Saint level, no one present could detect the existence of the spirit servant. Even the arrival of the four Yin corpses, the extremely cold and yin aura they stirred up was enough to make their hair stand on end, as if they were falling into an ice cellar.

The ordinary soldiers were even more frightened from the bottom of their hearts, just like when they were children listening to ghost stories, they were afraid of the imaginary ghosts and gods.

The two saints of the Divine Army looked at each other with serious expressions. If they did not have great trust in the source of the intelligence, they would have suspected that they were chasing the wrong enemy.

That tyrant who indulged in sensual pleasures actually had such abilities.

Apart from the tyrant himself, the aura of the four evil creatures and two wronged souls is terrifying, and they are all at the level of minor masters.

Such a strong man is actually willing to be a puppet emperor and let others manipulate him?

The two saints in the Ministry of Justice were shocked. The Beast King shouted, "Who is this thief who dares to trespass into the Ministry of Justice?"

After seeing how powerful the other party is, they would rather communicate first and then consider whether to risk their lives.

However, the senior generals of the city defense army knew what was going on. A young general holding a spear was the first to say, "Anyone who dares to enter the Ministry of Justice will be killed without mercy."

Chang pointed his spear and ordered his subordinates without giving the saint of Xing a chance to speak: "Go!"

Immediately, more than 20 brave soldiers stepped forward with swords in hand, and more than ten archers drew their bows and shot.

Zhang Yuanqing remained motionless, letting the arrows hit him. He raised his head and let out a sharp scream, a mental blow!

Bang bang bang!

The brave soldiers who came with swords fell to the ground one after another and died on the spot. The archers behind them were also bleeding and their souls were torn into pieces.

Ordinary people simply cannot withstand the group attack skills of a Level 5 Saint. With just one mental blow, more than 30 fierce soldiers of the city defense army died on the spot.

Among them, the extraordinary realm captain and Shi Chang lost their fighting power one after another. After clearing out the small monsters, Zhang Yuanqing snapped his fingers and said, "Go!"

Four Yin corpses and two spirit servants immediately pounced on the saints of the City Defense Army's Criminal Department and the Divine Army. Zhang Yuanqing summoned a short blade, hid his body and waited for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack. The scene suddenly became chaotic.

The combat power of the Yin Corpse at the Saint Realm is weaker than that of the Spirit Realm practitioners of the same level, and naturally weaker than the ancient practitioners, but the advantage is that they are not afraid of life and death, and dare to exchange life for life. They are also refined by the bewitching demon and are extremely good at close combat.

Therefore, even if the saints present can suppress the Yin corpse, they cannot destroy it in a short period of time.

Zhang Yuanqing would appear from time to time, attacking the Fire Demon Swordsman and the Plague God, and each time he would create knife wounds on the enemies that would cause bleeding effects.

After stabbing the fire demon's chest with the dagger, Zhang Yuanqing once again went out at night in stealth, wearing a yin-yang robe and summoning two water dragons, turning them into heavy rain.

Then he took out the Mark of the God of Thunder and stuck it on his forehead, and bright blue lightning burst out of his body.

For a moment, the plasma blood effect covered the entire field along with the rain.

After leaving the Ministry of Justice, Brother Red Chicken ran wildly in the street. The dense crowd made it impossible for him to run fast. After being hit several times by the Red Dancing Shoes, Brother Red Chicken jumped onto the roof and started parkouring all over the city.

The "click" sound behind him follows like a shadow. The speed of the saint is naturally faster than the red dancing shoes. However, the former is a perpetual motion machine, a rule-based prop. Once it starts to chase, even if the mountains are gone and the sky and the earth are united, they will not part with you.

Fortunately, the city defense troops were attracted to the Ministry of Justice, and no one was paying attention to this high-flying madman. Under normal circumstances, the city defense troops would have shot him down with one arrow.

After running for a quarter of an hour, starlight rose in front, and Yuanshi Tianzun, in disguise, walked out of the starlight.

Zhang Yuanqing cancelled the order to kill, appeased Red Shoes, and got the agreement to "postpone payment of the price". Then he looked at Brother Red Chicken and said, "Follow me."

Brother Hongji rubbed his shoulders and back, which were hurt by the kick, and asked, "Where are you going? How many people did you kill in the Ministry of Justice?"

"Four saints," Zhang Yuanqing responded with Zhoukou, "I didn't kill the saints of the Shenrui Army. I felt they were useful. I swallowed the spirits of two senior officers of the city defense army. I will take you to meet Jingwei first after you eat the spirits."

Jingwei was taken away by Wang Beiwang. Although it happened suddenly and they did not agree on a meeting place, Zhang Yuanqing knew that Wang Beiwang must have returned to his place in the west of the city.

That was the only place known to both parties, the other two being Wang Beiwang's home and Chang Lao's house.

Zheng Wenshi, who was wearing armor and carrying a sword on his waist, led a team of fifty people and strode into the Ministry of Justice and arrived at the battle scene.

Looking around, the bluestone floor tiles were cracked, the attic collapsed, broken tiles and beams were scattered everywhere, and more than forty corpses were neatly arranged in a dead row, covered with white cloth.

The God of Plague in the Ministry of Justice was directing the cleanup of the scene and collecting the bodies with a sad face. When he saw Zheng Wenshi coming, his face became serious and he came forward to greet him: "General Zheng!"

The man in front of him was in charge of the second battalion of the city defense army, with a total of 4,000 people. Although his official position was fifth rank, he was a person with great military power, and he was also the younger brother of Zheng Wenhan, the prime minister of Zheng.

Zheng Wenqian is a junior grandmaster peak saint (level 6), only one step away from the grandmaster (level 7).

Regardless of family background, power or cultivation, Zheng Wenshi was an important figure in the Southern Dynasty. It is said that Zheng Xiang had tried his best to recommend his younger brother Zheng Wenshi to lead 50,000 elite troops to guard Linxia City, but he was intercepted by the Qilin son of the Yang family.

Zheng Wenshi majored in swordsmanship and minored in water control. He possessed both the sharpness and majesty of a swordsman and the gloominess of a water ghost.

He glanced at the body covered with a white cloth and asked coldly, "Did you catch the thief?"

The God of Plague in the Ministry of Justice shook his head and said, "The thief has great power and killed four junior masters and more than ten city defense soldiers. He fled and took away their bodies."

After a pause, he added: "Three other saints were chasing the thieves, and they have already fled."

"General Zheng, one of the three thieves shouted: 'Incompetent ruler?'"

Before he could finish, Zheng Wenshi's eyes were like a knife, piercing him instantly, and the God of Plague in the Ministry of Justice fell silent immediately.

Zheng Wenshi said calmly, "A tyrant? Your Majesty is wise and powerful, how could he appear here in the palace? Besides, Your Majesty is not a cultivator, just do your own thing and don't speculate!"

"Yes, yes." The God of Plague in the Ministry of Justice nodded repeatedly.

Zhang Yuanqing led Red Chicken Brother over the gray brick wall and saw Jiang Jingwei and Xiu'er sitting in the yard, each with a big white steamed bun with minced meat in it.

The two of them were eating with their mouths full of oil. Wang Beiwang sat aside, holding the teacup in his hand, turning his fingertips anxiously.

Seeing the two return safely, Wang Beiwang felt relieved, and then looked at Zhang Yuanqing with complicated eyes and said, "Thank you."

Zhang Yuanqing didn't waste any words and said in a deep voice, "Take Xiu'er and your parents away from the capital and hide somewhere else!"

"Why?" Wang Beiwang resisted instinctively.

"Because there are too many things to deal with in the capital, I only rescued Xiu'er. The Ministry of Justice can lock down your family as long as it verifies your identity." Zhang Yuanqing urged.

"If you don't want your entire family to be executed, leave now."

Wang Beiwang was a scout, so he naturally understood the pros and cons of the matter. With a start in his heart, he immediately got up, led the horse and went out to harness the carriage.

He quickly harnessed the carriage, picked up Wang Xiu and walked to the door. Wang Xiu timidly asked, "Cousin, would you like to go home with me?"

Wang Beiwang suddenly stopped and snorted, "Once my parents are settled, I will come back to find the tyrant. I won't owe you a favor."

Brother Hongji watched Wang Beiwang drive away and muttered, "This NPC is quite arrogant!"

Zhang Yuanqing sat on the bamboo chair where Wang Beiwang had just sat and closed his eyes. At the same time, he swallowed the spirits of two senior military officers of the city defense army, and broken memories came flooding back.

Ten or so seconds later, Zhang Yuanqing opened his eyes, took out three vials of life source fluid and a bracelet with sexual healing function from the inventory, and slapped them on the table.

"You go too." Zhang Yuanqing looked at Brother Hongji.

"Get out of here, you evil bastard."

Red-cheeked Chicken Brother: "???"

Seeing Hongji Geshu's confused look, Zhang Yuanqing said unhappily: "Don't you think the attack we encountered is inexplicable?"

"Do you know the reason?" asked the leader of the red chicken.

"You have been located. I discovered from the spirits of the generals of the city defense army that they came well prepared. The female Taoist priest who attacked you is a star official. She is from the Tianji Tower. That means the national master is Jinwu, who is good at observing the stars and deducing. He has deduced your movements. If we stay here any longer, we will be assassinated. Well, the killer may be on the way." Zhang Yuanqing picked up the kettle and drank it all, then wiped the corner of his mouth and said.

Hearing this, Brother Red Chicken was horrified: "In this case, we should stick together. If we scatter, won't we be defeated one by one?"

"It was you who was defeated, not me! If the Imperial Master could deduce my movements, he wouldn't have waited until today to attack. I don't think he could observe the Emperor's movements. This is character concealment!"

Zhang Yuanqing said: "Your mission is to protect me and keep me alive for five days. Now three days have passed. I only need to survive for two more days to leave the dungeon."

Brother Red Chicken thought it made sense. After thinking about it, he was not convinced and said, "Hasn't Jiang Jingwei been following you? Why hasn't she been deduced?"

Jiang Jingwei, who was sitting on the side eating a steamed bun, raised his chin proudly and said, "Because I'm smarter than you!"

"Go!" Zhang Yuanqing and Brother Hongji bit her at the same time.

Zhang Yuanqing explained, "Because the Imperial Master didn't know that Dao Jingwei was Concubine Chu. According to Zheng Wenhan's intelligence, Concubine Chu, Concubine Wan, and Wang Geji were all dead and out of sight. But you, Li Changshi, are alive, and you followed the Emperor out of the palace. As long as we take something that is close to you and observe the stars, we can deduce your movements. By the same token, Madam Ya and Concubine De can't escape the Imperial Master's eyes."

"Go to the Yang family first and see if Guan Ya is the queen. If she is, then Madam Ya and Concubine De should already be in the Yang residence."

Zhang Yuanqing thought and said: "This instance has not reached the stage where the Overlord appears yet. The Yang family can protect you. I will arrange for a corpse to follow you, which can protect you and reunite you with your teammates."

Then he took out Little Red Riding Hood and put the paper into it. After a moment, Zhang Yuanqing shook Little Red Riding Hood, and a palm-sized trumpet fell out, along with the butter paper.

There was an extra line of words on the paper: "I'm so bored, when can I go out?"

Wait until I recover to the dominant level, Zhang Yuanqing replied in his heart.

He summoned the corpse that was hiding in the small house and ordered it to follow.

Zhang Yuanqing did not leave immediately. He gathered tea cups, bowls, chopsticks, bedding and other items in the yard and burned them. Then he took Jiang Jingwei and left the place.

About a quarter of an hour later, starlight rose from the courtyard and turned into a beautiful and lovely woman with a dull face, wearing a Tai Chi fish Taoist robe. She stared with empty eyes at the burning charcoal that turned into charcoal. She was silent for a while, and then turned into starlight and dissipated.

At the Yang Mansion, Guan Ya hurried out of her father Yang Zheng’s study, walked through the winding corridors, passed through two gardens, and came to the Zi Mansion.

This was a courtyard for guests to stay in. She pushed open the door to the main house in the middle and saw Xiaoyuan sitting cross-legged on a cushion, recuperating.

She was attacked by assassins on her way back from Linxia City yesterday. There were three saints, two of whom were night-wandering gods with their ghost corpses and spirit servants.

If Xiaoyuan hadn't carried the consumables given by Tianxia Guihuo with her, she would have already returned to the spiritual realm.

The palace master was lying lazily on her side on the bed, holding a scroll in her bare hands, reading a miscellaneous book.

Her luck was better than Xiaoyuan's and she did not encounter any attack. After seeing the sign outside Yang's shop, she went straight to the Yang family.

Guan Ya asked the housekeeper to put up a sign at the door of all the shops in the Yang Mansion, with a poem written on it: The grass on the plain is withered and flourishing in one year.

The inspiration came from what Xie Lingxi told her: "I got a poem from the God of Literature in my dream.

"There is new information." Guan Ya said straight to the point: "This morning, the city defense army had a fierce battle with someone in Hongxiu Pavilion, and then the battlefield moved to the Ministry of Justice. The Ministry of Justice and the city defense army each lost two saints. The one who fought them was the Night Wanderer, who should be Yuanshi."

"Is Brother Yuanshi injured?" Xie Lingxi, who was sitting at the table in a daze, suddenly came back to his senses and asked nervously.

"Look at Guan Ya's expression and you'll know Yuan Shi is fine." The Palace Master of Stop Killing propped up her head with her bare hands and asked, "What is Hong Xiu Pavilion?"

"Brothel!" Guan Ya rolled her eyes.

Xiaoyuan frowned and the palace master sneered.

Xie Ling looked around and remained silent. Guan Ya was indeed a swordsman, rational and calm, and said, "This stage is the safest stage. The enemy is up to level 6 and cannot threaten us or Yuanshi. If we pass this stage, we may face a master-level enemy. And we..."

She looked around at everyone and sighed, "Either the car camp is stuck in the extraordinary level, or the strength of the saint teammates is uneven."

Once the dominant enemy arrives, all these misfits will die. Halfway through the plot, these saints are still confused and not very involved. They are like passers-by who are just watching the flowers and have not been very involved.

However, Yuanshi Tianzun, the incompetent emperor, and Fu Qingyang, the marshal, must have had an extremely exciting few days.

Guan Ya exhaled, "We have to find Yuan Shi. The team can't be like a headless fly anymore."

At this time, the personal maid knocked on the lattice door and whispered, "Madam, someone outside the palace wants to see you."