Prince Ning is not in the mood for romance now. He likes that flower girl very much. She is beautiful, and her proud and cold temperament makes him reluctant to get involved. Now is not the time for him to have fun.

Zhang Jie was invited into Prince Ning's Mansion as she wished.And it was arranged in the courtyard next to King Ning. The servants were all polite, for fear of making this person unhappy.

Zhang Jie was also very interested and rewarded a few maids and asked them to take her around. When Prince Ning heard this, he just waved his hand and said that she could be happy as she pleased and that he must serve her well.

King Ning refused to fight, and Yijun and others were not people who cared about martial arts, so they sent a team of troops from the mountain to go around the village, directly into their camp, and ordered food and grass in the middle of the night.

"Go and hang Zhang Yitian at the city gate for public display," King Ning said angrily.

"No, Your Majesty, your Excellency told Zhang Yitian not to move before he left. If he hangs himself at the city gate, Zhang Yijun takes the opportunity to get rid of Zhang Yitian. We will lose more than we gain," the staff advised,

Speaking of this, Prince Ning had to think of what Brother Tian Huang said, that there was only one position. . .

"go"

"Your Majesty, think twice. It's better to wait until the Lord comes back before making a decision," the staff member said anxiously.

"Your Majesty, it's not good, those people are starting to knock on the door."

"Go to Dalao to pick up people, and send people to invite some generals."

The staff member's heart skipped a beat and he shouted, "No, my lord,"

King Ning casually pulled out the soldier's sword and stabbed the staff member. The staff member opened his eyes wide and refused to close his eyes.

"Gua Zao" Prince Ning knew in his heart that this was his eldest brother's person, but he was also his spy.

With no one to stop him, Prince Ning went directly to the dungeon and lifted Zhang Yitian out. At this time, Zhang Yitian was completely lifeless, the blood on his hands had dried, and only half of the last little finger was stuck to it.

Zhang Yijun and a group of people were discussing the next plan when they saw a rope suddenly released from the opposite city wall, and then a person was lifted out.

"General, it's the Second Young Master." An old general recognized the scarred man at a glance.

Zhang Yijun's heart tightened, and he was filled with anger.

"Haha. Zhang Yijun, I advise you to submit the cannon blueprint as soon as possible, otherwise your good brother will die." Prince Ning shouted from the city wall.

"General, let me go. I will rescue the second young master."

"Now I will count to ten and send the craftsman who made the cannon to me."

Everyone didn't expect that King Ning wanted blueprints at first, and Yijun had already found someone to bring them, but now he wanted craftsmen.

Yitian, who was hanging on the tower, opened his eyes weakly and subconsciously saw a vague figure.At this time, I heard what King Ning said again.Yitian was worried.

"I've brought the drawings." Yijun ignored him, still stalling for time.

Prince Ning smiled and said: "What's the use of this king asking for the blueprint? If I can't make it with the blueprint, it's still the same. Send him here immediately, otherwise I will let your good brother return to the west."

After saying that, King Ning had already asked the soldiers to get their knives and prepare to cut the rope.

Qixue was not far away and was calculating whether she could return safely if she flashed from here.But when she saw the soldiers coming, she had no time to think about it, drank a bowl of spiritual spring and flashed over. ,

While Prince Ning was still bargaining with Yijun, Qixue appeared directly and cut the rope with a knife to bring the person into the space.

Everyone saw it, a woman appeared out of thin air and then disappeared.

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