Zhiyuan paused, slowly retracted his hand, turned around and came to Lin Jiangnian.
Lin Jiangnian's face was pale at this moment. His breathing was rapid, and his internal energy was surging. He took a few deep breaths, and finally calmed down a little, but the internal energy in his body was still in disorder and took a long time to calm down.
He sighed softly, and realized that he was indeed a little careless.
The fists of the Iron Fist Sect were indeed powerful and fierce. Even in a head-on collision, it was still difficult to resist.
But for Lin Jiangnian, this was already a pleasant surprise.
The man before him was close to seventh-grade martial arts, and with his powerful iron fist, he wasn't afraid even of a sixth-grade warrior. In a head-on confrontation, Lin Jiangnian naturally had no chance of winning.
But as long as he doesn't take his iron fist head-on, no matter how strong his iron fist is, it won't be able to touch Lin Jiangnian at all, so naturally he has no chance of winning.
After all, I still lack practical experience!
Lin Jiangnian sighed again. He had few opportunities to attack along the way to Beijing. Although his internal strength and martial arts skills had been improving, he still had very little experience in actual combat against the enemy.
It doesn't matter how deep his internal strength is; what matters is how much he can exert when fighting the enemy.
Zhang Meng's boxing skills are fierce, and few masters of the same level can go head-on with him. But when he was fighting with Lin Jiangnian just now, he couldn't even touch the corner of Lin Jiangnian's clothes, and his boxing skills were difficult to use, no matter how fierce he was.
Martial arts level is indeed not the only criterion for determining strength!
Just at this moment, Lin Jiangnian suddenly felt something soft grabbing his palm. He turned his head and saw Zhiyuan appear beside him and grab his hand.
Lin Jiangnian was startled when he felt the soft and cold touch of his palm. Then, a coolness flowed into his body through his palm.
The internal energy that was originally surging within his body gradually calmed down as the coolness flowed in. Finally, the chaotic aura gradually calmed down, and Lin Jiangnian's face became a little more rosy.
Lin Jiangnian finally realized something and looked up at Zhiyuan. However, Zhiyuan quietly let go of his hand and turned away.
His profile remained cold and silent.
Lin Jiangnian felt a little touched, but did not expose it. He turned his head to look at Zhang Meng not far away.
At this moment, Zhang Meng was lying on the ground, his face pale and his injuries were serious. His eyes were filled with fear, and he stared at the few people in disbelief.
"Your boxing skills are pretty good, but you're too reckless and your brain isn't sharp enough..."
Lin Jiang laughed young.
Zhang Meng's face turned increasingly pale, and at the same time, an indescribable feeling of humiliation surged up in his heart.
They had been lying in ambush here for a long time, intending to assassinate the Prince of Lin.
As a result, he hadn't even met the guards of Prince Lin, and was humiliated by the other party... This was hard for him to accept!
Lin Jiangnian retracted his gaze and glanced at the people behind him: "Let's go."
He kept this person behind simply to test the progress he had made during this period. At the moment, the progress was good, and Lin Jiangnian had a rough idea of his current strength.
Since Zhang Meng was no longer useful, Lin Jiangnian naturally didn't bother to pay any more attention to him.
After saying that, he led Zhiyuan Xiaozhu downstairs.
Shen Lingjun was still standing there in a daze, her eyes filled with astonishment for a long time. She had not yet recovered from the shock that Lin Jiangnian could beat Zhang Meng. Only when she saw Lin Jiangnian about to leave did she come to her senses and quickly catch up.
The only people left on the third floor were the people scrambling for gold, Zhang Meng lying on the ground with a grim expression on his face, and... Lin Qingqing who had not yet left.
At this moment, the crowd who had finished looting the gold saw Prince Lin about to leave. Some people remembered the promise of ten times the amount and immediately wanted to step forward to stop him. But the next second, Lin Qingqing's figure stood in front of him with an expressionless face.
"Get out of here!"
This person immediately growled, trying to drive Lin Qingqing away.
"Bang!"
A figure flew backwards, screamed, and fainted on the spot.
In an instant, the originally noisy restaurant suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes fell on Lin Qingqing.
"who is she?"
"Prince Lin's maid?"
"Take her!"
After a brief moment of distraction, two figures rushed towards Lin Qingqing, one on the left and one on the right, with fierce movements, trying to take her down.
Lin Qingqing stood in place with her right hand on the hilt of the sword.
"call out!"
A cold light flashed.
"ah!"
"ah!"
Two sharp and miserable cries were heard in the restaurant, which made people tremble with fear.
The sky was filled with blood.
The two people who had just approached Lin Qingqing screamed fiercely, covered their arms tightly, and fainted on the spot.
Such a decisive and fierce scene shocked everyone present!
It also makes many people feel cold in the heart!
Only then did I realize that something was wrong.
"Retreat, retreat first!"
Someone shouted, and the rest of the people woke up as if from a dream, turned around and ran towards the window.
However, just as they were about to set off, several figures suddenly appeared outside the windows around them.
A pitch-black figure loomed, and sharp cold light came from all directions.
“Ahhh…”
"We've fallen into a trap!"
"Help……"
“…”
Outside the restaurant, on the street.
Countless people's eyes fell on the restaurant at the same time, and such a commotion naturally attracted a lot of attention.
At the same time, Lin Jiangnian, Zhiyuan and others quietly left the town.
"It seems that they can no longer sit still."
Lin Jiangnian glanced behind him with a meaningful look.
Ever since he set foot in Zhongzhou, those people behind the scenes finally couldn't sit still. In the past few days, more and more people have tried to assassinate Lin Jiangnian.
"They don't want this prince to reach the capital alive!"
Lin Jiang smiled young: "If nothing unexpected happens, their assassinations will become more frequent in the future."
Zhiyuan didn't say anything, but a hint of coldness occasionally flashed in her eyes, which were always calm.
Shen Lingjun on the side was a little surprised. She looked at Lin Jiangnian with complicated eyes, wanting to say something but stopping herself.
How many people has this bastard prince offended? Why do so many people want to kill him? He has indeed encountered quite a few assassination attempts in recent days. Who has this guy offended in the capital?
She wanted to ask, but she held back!
"They are just small-time characters now. The real masters have not yet appeared!"
Lin Jiangnian half-closed his eyes and said, "I want to see how long they will wait."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Jiangnian suddenly stopped.
At the same time, the kite also stopped at the same time, and the two looked up and looked outside the town not far away.
There is no one in front.
But there was a faint sense of solemnity and murderous aura coming!
Lin Jiangnian raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Again?"
Almost as soon as he finished speaking, several black shadows suddenly appeared in his sight and rushed straight towards Lin Jiangnian.
The killer move is revealed!
"Death warriors?!"
From the other party's breath, Lin Jiangnian realized the origins of these people, and the smile on his face became even wider.
Finally, an expert has arrived!
…
Capital city.
In late autumn, the weather becomes colder.
Located in the prosperous area of the capital, in a deep courtyard of a mansion, there is a quiet and undisturbed backyard.
Extremely pure.
It was late autumn, and the leaves from the trees in the yard had fallen. The cobblestone ground was littered with withered yellow leaves, which made crisp sounds when stepped on.
A cold and beautiful figure appeared in the yard. She was wearing a pure white embroidered long dress, had a tall figure, and a face that seemed expressionless, which was chilling.
From the moment she stepped into the courtyard, the originally quiet and cold courtyard was blown by the wind, blowing up the dead leaves on the ground. The whistling cold wind blew on the thin figure, giving people an indescribable feeling of loneliness and coldness.
She took light steps, stepping on the crisp dead leaves, and walked across the arch bridge. There was the sound of rushing water under the bridge. Not far away on the grass, a swing was quietly resting there, motionless.
She continued walking and came to the eaves not far away. She paused for a moment, pushed the door open and walked in.
Compared to the coldness in the yard, the room was warm as spring. The coldness wrapped around her body, as if to drive away the chill.
But when the warmth had not yet approached, it seemed to be defeated by the cold and dissipated.
"My room has become much colder since you came in."
A soft and somewhat sweet voice came.
In the room, behind a screen not far away, on a soft couch, a young woman was lying quietly.
The woman lay lazily on the couch, looking lazy, with a half-smile on her delicate and beautiful face.
She had a stunning appearance, with long, casually flowing black hair that almost reached the ground.
The woman was wrapped in a light blanket, and underneath it was vaguely visible that she was only wearing a thin shirt, with her small, crystal clear, snow-white calves exposed to the air.
Unlike the indifferent figure who came in from the door, the woman exuded a mature temperament and feminine beauty.
She looked at him curiously, then seemed to realize something and said with some surprise: "Your martial arts skills... have improved again?"
The woman at the door said nothing, walked slowly to the side and sat down quietly.
Remain silent.
Seeing this, the woman on the couch suddenly felt bored.
"Why did you think of coming to see me today?"
She chuckled, her eyebrows raised. "It's usually hard to see you, but you came to me today. Let me guess...it has something to do with your royal brother, right?"
The indifferent woman raised her eyes and glanced at her, but still said nothing.
"Looks like I guessed it right!"
Zhao Xi smiled brightly and slowly sat up from the couch, a smile on her face: "How is the Crown Prince?"
The eldest princess was silent for a moment: "Not good."
"Is it serious?" Zhao Xi was a little surprised.
"have no idea."
Zhao Xi was stunned for a moment, then realized something and sighed softly, "It's not a good thing for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to fall ill at this critical moment!"
"Without His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who in the court can check and balance Chen Zhao?"
The eldest princess said nothing, but looked up at her.
Zhao Xi shook his head slightly and sighed, "My father is old and his health is getting worse. Chen Zhao is now at the peak of his career and has the Secret Heaven Division at his disposal. If this continues, everything will be uncertain..."
The eldest princess didn't say anything, but a hint of murderous intent flashed in her cold eyes.
"Don't be impulsive. The worst has not happened yet. Chen Zhao is your father's favorite minister. You can't touch her."
At this point, Zhao Xi shook her head again: "Well, it's rare for us sisters to see each other, so don't be so cold all the time."
"You've been in seclusion for a while now, and it seems your martial arts skills have improved a lot?"
The eldest princess still didn't speak.
Zhao Xi has also gotten used to it. The eldest princess has a cold personality, is not good at speaking, and is an absolute martial arts fanatic.
In her eyes, there is probably only martial arts!
“Huh?!”
At this moment, Zhao Xi seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes lit up slightly. "By the way, have you heard the news from Yanzhou a while ago?"
"I heard that Prince Lin was assassinated?"
The eldest princess glanced at her.
"I heard that guy was assassinated by the Wang family in Xunyang City, Yanzhou. The incident caused quite a stir... In order to quell the incident, the Yanzhou Governor Yuan Zhongnan arrested the Wang family. As a result, the Wang family was brutally exterminated in prison..."
Zhao Xi mentioned the news from Yanzhou with interest. Needless to say, this news caused quite a stir when it was reported back to the capital.
However, after she finished speaking, the eldest princess still looked expressionless.
"You don't care at all?" Zhao Xi seemed a little surprised.
"Why should I care?"
"He's dead? You don't care?"
“It has nothing to do with me!”
"But now that he's dead, you don't have to marry into Linzhou anymore?"
Zhao Xi blinked.
"I won't marry him until he dies."
The princess spoke expressionlessly, paused, and then said calmly, "He won't die."
Zhao Xi was stunned: "Are you so sure?"
The eldest princess did not speak again.
Zhao Xi was a little surprised: "I didn't realize you knew him so well?"
The eldest princess remained silent.
Zhao Xi chuckled again: "You are right, he is not dead after all, and he has already arrived in Zhongzhou!"
"I guess we'll be able to enter Beijing soon!"
The eldest princess still didn't speak.
"I think you might want to consider it?"
Zhao Xi seemed to have thought of something and suddenly looked at the eldest princess with amusement.
"Your father is in seclusion, and the Crown Prince is ill. The situation in the court is extremely uncertain. Although you, the eldest princess, may seem to be enjoying a good life, staying in the capital will do you no good."
Zhao Xi said with a smile: "You are already old enough to get married. Instead of this, why not marry the Prince of Lin?!"
"Marrying to Linzhou, away from the disputes in the capital, and peacefully being your prince's consort, how wonderful would that be?"
As Zhao Xi spoke, her eyes brightened and she began to analyze, "The Lin Wang Crown Prince might be a complete idiot, but Lin Hengzhong is different. With the huge fortune that Lin Hengzhong has built for his son, even if the Lin Wang Crown Prince is a complete idiot, it's more than enough for him to squander... When Lin Hengzhong dies and the Lin Wang Crown Prince inherits the throne, won't you be the Lin Wang Consort? Wouldn't the Lin family's vast fortune fall into your hands?"
Zhao Xi's analysis was very logical and he became more and more excited as he spoke.
But the eldest princess remained expressionless and unmoved.
"Why don't you speak?"
Zhao Xi glanced at her and said, "Don't you want to consider it?"
"Not considering it." The eldest princess said coldly.
Seeing this, Zhao Xi sighed deeply: "You are such a stubborn person!"
"What's wrong with being the Crown Prince's Consort?"
The eldest princess glanced at her expressionlessly and said, "If you want, go ahead and do it."
"I do want to, too!"
Zhao Xi raised an eyebrow and said with a grin, "But the Prince of Lin is engaged to you. If I were to steal your love, I'm afraid your father wouldn't forgive me."
"Won't."
The eldest princess said expressionlessly, "I will plead with my father to grant you the marriage."
The smile on Zhao Xi's face froze, and she waved her hands repeatedly: "Forget it, forget it. I'm staying well in the capital, and I have no plans to go to Linzhou."
At this point, Zhao Xi sighed again and looked at her seriously: "You really don't want to consider it?"
The princess said calmly, "I told you."
Zhao Xi seemed to have thought of something and rolled his eyes: "Aren't you embarrassing me?"
"If I want to marry you, I have to be able to win you!"
"Who in this world can rival you among your peers? You clearly have no intention of getting married."
The eldest princess glanced at her: "Aren't you the same?"
"I just haven't met my soulmate yet!"
Zhao Xi waved her hand, then seemed to think of something. "However, if you really don't want to marry the Prince of Lin, I do have a solution."
"Do you want to listen?"
“…”