Chapter 1637: Grave News

, resistance is futile. Mother, you must have heard this before, right""Oh, I think you're being too nervous. It's alright, your uncle might be very tired right now. He might just ask us some casual q...After all, it concerned the safety of both Doudou and BiBi. Ming Deng and his companions dared not delay too long. After giving their instructions, he led a large contingent of people to rush towards Beijang Wangfu.

Before we left, Ming Deng made sure everyone checked their supplies, reminding us to bring enough poison.

Every member of the Xiyu Evil Clan carries a large amount of poison. After all, the art of poison-making is a skill passed down through generations in their clan. Anyone who cannot make poison would be ashamed to call themselves a member of the Xiyu Evil Clan.

They have always relied on wit, not brute force, to prevail in their encounters with foreigners.

After all, in terms of martial arts skill, they were inferior to most masters in the Jianghu.

This time, we're going to the Northern Border Prince's Mansion. We'll be facing not only masters from Xuntang Valley, but also the Cloud Army personally trained by Mo Yunjing.

These two groups of people are mostly stronger than the people from the Western Regions' evil clan, so when they fight them, poison is indispensable, otherwise there would be no chance of winning at all.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the group arrived at the gates of the Beijang Prince's Mansion.

They saw from afar that their young master, Shuangshuang, was indeed bound, surrounded by masters on all sides.

Seeing this, Ming Deng's face instantly darkened. Especially seeing Shuangshuang's lifeless expression, he frowned and subconsciously took a step forward.

His gaze swept over Shuangshuang, as if confirming whether or not she was injured. He looked her over thoroughly but couldn't tell from the surface if she had been harmed. His gloomy eyes then turned to Yun Si standing a short distance away, getting straight to the point, "I've arrived, where is your princess"

Yun Si's expression was cold and indifferent. He glanced at him without emotion, saying nothing in return.

He glanced over the people he had brought, lost in thought. He didn't see Chi'er's figure and his brows furrowed slightly.

Then he turned to his subordinates beside him, whispering a few words in their ears.

Only then did the subordinate nod, before turning and entering the palace.

Seeing Yun Si ignore him, Ming Deng just sneered and took a few steps forward, his voice laced with disdain, "So all the people in Beijang Royal Manor are a bunch of white-eyed wolves, even treating their savior like this. I'm truly enlightened."

"Who knows what will happen when this gets out Will the Beijiang Royal Manor still be able to stand in the capital"

Is it his turn to worry this time

Yun Si only thought this person was talking nonsense, at this time he didn't even want to give him a glance.

He paid no heed to his sarcasm.

After a moment of silence, he tilted his head to glance at Shuai Shuai, who was bound to the stone lion facing upwards, and slowly fixed his gaze on Ming Deng. His voice was devoid of any emotion: "Our princess said that you and Zhi'er were coming together. Now, only you are here. It seems you don't care much about this child's life or death."

"Shut up."

< Ming Deng, for some reason, instantly darkened his face, his eyes glared fiercely at Yun Si, gritting his teeth and saying, "Shut your mouth! Her name is not something someone like you can call directly." >

Even he wouldn't dare to casually call her "Chi'er," so how dare this person in front of him

Faced with his inexplicable anger, Yun Si let out a disdainful snort. Especially listening to his unconcerned scolding, he didn't take it to heart at all.

And I was too lazy to talk to him about these useless things at the time.

He glanced at ShuShu, seeing that she still had her head down and showed no intention of speaking to Ming Deng. He narrowed his eyes slightly and stood silently, waiting for their princess' arrival.

As expected, after a while, An Xue Tang and Feng Ming, along with others, slowly walked out of the prince's mansion.

Seeing the lantern light, An Xuetang's eyes flashed with a barely perceptible hint of killing intent. She walked towards it at an unhurried pace.t a strange sense of frustration welling up inside her, as if any anger she wanted to feel simply wouldn't come.An Xuetang remained still, letting him hold her.Mo Yunjing was afraid she would get tire...