Wu Sheng: I can adapt to evolution

Chapter 126: The Crown Prince? (Second update)

But what these generals did not notice was that among this group of natural spirits, there was an inconspicuous figure with a rat head and a human body, whose pupils flickered slightly.

In the void, it seemed as if invisible threads were hanging down that no one could see.

When these silk threads fell on the bodies of the generals, they were immediately connected to their hands and feet.

"Power. Puppet."

As the silk threads flew up and down, the generals seemed like puppets.

"Qiang."

One of them suddenly burst out with a burst of true energy, poured it into the long sword, turned over, and slashed at his companions.

The person next to him was startled and was about to resist, but his hands and feet seemed to be bound by something. In the midst of shock, his head was chopped off by a knife.

"General Meng, are you crazy?"

The faces of the others changed drastically. Although in this strange world, killing others would bring strength, it was not necessary to start killing one's own people so soon.

"No, not me."

The general stared at the long sword in his hand. He felt as if he was controlled by an invisible force. None of this was his intention.

But no matter what he thought in his heart, his hands did not slow down at all. He burst out with true energy again and slashed in all directions.

The others were not to be outdone and attacked from all directions. Although this man was quite powerful, he still suffered wounds all over his body under the attack of everyone. His injuries continued to worsen and he eventually died.

But this person's death does not mean the end of trouble.

Among this group of generals, some of them would suddenly attack others, which caused everyone to be extremely vigilant towards others and be on guard against each other. In order to avoid being killed, they even chose to strike first.

After seeing this group of humans fighting among themselves, all the natural spirits, although they didn't understand what was going on, knew the principle of taking advantage of the opportunity and quickly joined the melee.

The whole scene immediately became extremely chaotic, with large numbers of lives dying every moment.

And the power quickly gathered on a few lives, and all the energy of the dead eventually became nutrients for the growth of others.

……

"This is so boring, what kind of place is this..."

The sky and the earth were all white, and the ground was not soil, but something like extremely fine sand.

Lu Ming was accompanied by the Great Venerable Wan Yu. Since the Bone-piercing Dragon hadn't come along, he had to rely on his own flight. Fortunately, although he was a little tired from flying, he was still quite fast.

He chose to abandon those tribesmen halfway. He was not a babysitter, so how long could he go with a group of old, weak and sick people?

"Hey, there's someone in front."

Lu Ming's telekinesis continued to spread. After flying for an unknown amount of time, he finally sensed a group of people.

"Hey, it's Marquis Dingyuan and the others."

Although his relationship with Dingyuan Marquis Mansion was very strange, he still felt very close to others when he saw outsiders in this endless and inexplicable world.

"Let's go and meet up with Marquis Dingyuan."

No matter what, Marquis Dingyuan has lived for so many years after all, maybe he knows what happened, so it would be nice to go and ask him about the situation.

"who!"

Just as Lu Ming approached, the generals around Dingyuan Hou reacted instantly, each holding their weapons tightly and guarding carefully.

"Excuse me, I just wanted to ask..."

"Prince!" Lu Ming was thinking about how to organize his words, but suddenly, someone in the group shouted out in surprise.

"I pay my respects to the prince!"

"Sir, how did you get in here? The old marquis... the old marquis..."

In the crowd, a big man with a full beard came over and fell to his knees.

Following his gaze, Lu Ming discovered that the old marquis had fallen into a coma.

"Is he the young marquis?"

No one else has seen the son of Marquis Dingyuan, because Marquis Dingyuan had a son in his old age. Now the son is only in his early twenties and weak, and has not yet been sent to the army for training.

On the contrary, several of his sisters had served in the army before getting married, and now they have all married some sons of military families.

"Even if I, Chen, am blind, could I have mistaken the young master?"

Seeing that others seemed a little unconvinced, the big man suddenly spoke loudly.

His identity was different from others. Although he also served as an official in the army, he was a personal soldier beside the marquis in his early years. He never regarded himself as an official of the court, but rather as a servant of the marquis's mansion.

Among all people, he was the only one who had met the prince a few times a few years ago.

"Your name is Chen... Chen Zhengqiu, right? I remember you. You're very good at horseback riding and archery. You even taught me riding for a few days back then."

Lu Ming looked at the man in front of him, his mind raced instantly, and he retrieved relevant memories from his previous life.

He had indeed come into contact with this person before, and he learned riding skills from this person despite being the crown prince.

"The prince actually still remembers me."

Chen Zhengqiu was very happy. In his eyes, Marquis Dingyuan was the old master and the prince was the young master.

"What's going on, my Lord?"

Lu Ming lowered his head and glanced at the old marquis lying on the ground. The old man was no longer as tough as before. He was curled up in a ball, his face was black, and he looked like he would die at any time.

But he was not the son of Marquis Dingyuan after all, so there was not much worry in his tone.

"The old marquis is already old. He aged several years more after entering here, and the damage he suffered from the divine weapon became even more severe. Perhaps because of his impatience, he passed out on the way."

Although Chen Zhengqiu was surprised by the prince's attitude, he still told the truth.

"But fortunately, the prince is here. With him here, everyone has a backbone."

He spoke loudly.

However, his words did not attract many people's agreement, and everyone even looked at Lu Ming with a slightly scrutinizing look.

They identified with the old marquis, not a stranger with the old marquis's blood.

To put it bluntly, their true allegiance was to the Daqian Dynasty, not the Dingyuan Marquisate. The entire border army was not the private army of the Dingyuan Marquisate.

Not everyone is like Chen Zhengqiu, who puts himself in the position of a slave.

"Brother Chen, you're joking. I'll have to rely on you all from now on."

A smile appeared on Lu Ming's lips. God really helped him. If he could take the opportunity to subdue these people, he would immediately have a great support force after he took over Dingyuan Marquis Mansion.

He was thinking in his mind, but with a flick of his finger, he quietly sent a thought into the mind of the unconscious Dingyuan Hou.

This thought continuously released some confusing information, subtly influencing Marquis Dingyuan.

(End of this chapter)