Chapter 149: Showdown (2)
Under the threat of the phantom spirit, Yin Yin did not move at all. Although the power of the phantom spirit almost suffocated her, she still looked at the phantom spirit with an indescribable sadness. There were no words, but those eyes seemed to say it all. Moreover, Yin Yin was not afraid of death at this moment, or she had put life and death aside since she embarked on the journey to find the phantom spirit. However, if possible, she still hoped to see the person she missed at the last moment.
Seeing the sad mist in Yin Yin's eyes, Huan Ling felt a trace of pain in his heart. He woke up at this moment and subconsciously loosened the hand that was pinching Yin Yin's neck.
However, when Huan Ling gradually loosened his grip, Yin Yin's body collapsed to the ground as if it had lost its support point...
"You!!" Huan Ling was shocked and squatted down quickly. He saw that Yin Yin's face was extremely pale. There was only blood at the corner of her lips before, but now it was clearly visible that bright red liquid was constantly overflowing, sliding down from the corner of her mouth and falling drop by drop onto her white clothes.
The fighting was fierce at the only entrance to the valley, with Zhou Yan and his subordinates as the vanguard and having the advantage. However, Zhou Yan's focus was not just on breaking through the gate, he was anxious to head somewhere.
As soon as they entered the valley, Zhao Ziheng, Wang Ye and others had just dealt with a group of enemies.
He swung the sword in his hand, and the liquid on the sword splashed out. He came to his senses and looked at Zhao Ziheng on the other side. The last enemy had died under his sword. All the accompanying guards except Wang Ye had gathered around Zhao Ziheng. Fortunately, the casualties were not heavy.
"Do you feel it?" Wang Ye said as he walked towards Zhao Ziheng with a sword in his hand.
Zhao Ziheng remained silent, while the others made way to the side of the road in confusion, waiting for Wang Ye's further explanation.
"According to Prince Jing's information, there are not many people in the valley, but it shouldn't be so few." Wang Ye came to Zhao Ziheng's side and said.
Zhao Ziheng remained silent, his eyes wandering in an unknown direction, but he agreed with Wang Ye's words. It should be said that he had noticed it a long time ago, but at the same time he had a very uneasy premonition, as if something was about to happen, or had already happened?
Not minding Zhao Ziheng's silence, Wang Ye should have been used to it, so he continued: "Prince Jing's intelligence should be beyond doubt, but some changes have obviously occurred during the time from when Prince Jing left to when he came back."
Zhao Ziheng certainly had no objection to Wang Ye's speculation, because he had the same opinion. From the moment he entered the valley, except for some symbolic finishing touches at the door, he had hardly encountered any enemies along the way, until he had just dealt with a batch of them. Not to mention traps, he had not even faced the continuous attacks. Zhao Ziheng couldn't help but be curious.
Finally, after a period of silence, Zhao Ziheng's voice slowly rang out, and he said: "Let's act separately. I have a bad feeling."
After hearing this, Wang Ye did not react. The others were very puzzled and all looked at Wang Ye in confusion. You know, under normal circumstances, Wang Ye would have agreed readily. And it was also puzzling that the person who had just argued was now silent. When all eyes were focused on Wang Ye, including Zhao Ziheng, they found that Wang Ye was in a state of contemplation, as if he had not heard anything Zhao Ziheng had just said.
Zhao Ziheng frowned slightly, not because of Wang Ye's sudden and puzzling silence, but because Wang Ye's eyes were obviously looking at him. He didn't think that there were any unspeakable secrets between him and Wang Ye at this time, but Wang Ye gave him this feeling. He was very puzzled by the attitude of having something to say but hesitating whether to speak.
After a while, Wang Ye finally responded under the gaze of everyone, and he said: "I understand, but I want to act alone. Wu Yao, Lei Yan, and Yang Shi, the three of you must protect the emperor, and the others will act according to the emperor's wishes."
Wang Ye's words were obvious. Although he followed Zhao Ziheng's arrangements, he deliberately reminded Wu Yao and the other three to stay close to Zhao Ziheng. This way, even if Zhao Ziheng wanted to refuse or do something dangerous alone, it would be difficult. Of course, if Zhao Ziheng wanted to use his identity to instruct them, that was also possible. From another perspective, Wang Ye's words were just suggestions.
Except for Wang Ye and Wu Yao, all the people who came this time were members of the Griffin, so they were not surprised by the attitude of Wang Ye and Zhao Ziheng. What's more, compared with Zhao Ziheng who was the emperor, they were only willing to obey Zhao Ziheng's personal orders, regardless of his status. Although respect did not have to be mentioned all the time, and Zhao Ziheng himself seldom used his status to order them, so they treated Zhao Ziheng more like a leader than the emperor.
At this time, before Zhao Ziheng could respond, Wu Yao exclaimed, "Master Wang!"
"Wu Yao, thank you for your help. Please stay by the emperor's side." Before Wu Yao could ask any questions, Wang Ye spoke, as if intending to stop Wu Yao from asking questions?
Wu Yao looked at Wang Ye in confusion. He understood what Wang Ye meant, but was still puzzled. He didn't doubt Wang Ye's ability, nor did he question or lower his own ability to protect Zhao Ziheng. He just didn't understand what the implication of Wang Ye's words was at this time. Unable to get an answer from Wang Ye, Wu Yao had to turn his gaze to Zhao Ziheng, wanting to know something from him, but Zhao Ziheng seemed to understand and had no intention of speaking, so he had to give up. In short, it would be right to listen to Wang Ye and stay with Zhao Ziheng.
