The prince's personal bodyguard

The first group of people to come up were Zhao Hongzhi, the third prince of Zhao State, and his people, followed by the people of Qi State.

As Zhao Hongzhi and his group appeared, Wei Wuji's eyes fell on A'Luo, who was following closely behind Zhao Qing. His eyes were fiery and undisguised.

Luo seemed to feel the gaze coming from the opposite side, and looking up, his originally serious expression began to become a little uncomfortable.

“Hahaha…” Zhao Qing who was standing beside him saw this and burst into laughter, “Oh my God, the dignified Hun King and the State Master, hahaha… I almost didn’t recognize him… Oh my god, do you want to make me laugh to death and inherit my spicy noodles? Hahaha…”

"Spicy strips? What kind of spicy strips?" the national teacher asked seriously.

Zhao Qing laughed even harder and almost rolled on the ground.

At this time, a soldier next to Dugu Feng found clothes for them and asked them to make do with them for the time being.

Those clothes were not known to whom they belonged, they were a little small, they were quite tall, especially the fourth debater who was a little fat, they looked very funny in them. But it was a little cold on the mountain top, some clothes were good enough, so they all wrapped themselves up.

"Ayin, why did you get here first?" Zhao Qing saw Bai Xinyin running over.

"We flew up here." Bai Xinyin said with a smile.

"Then come back and teach me how to fly!"

"Okay, I'll wait." Bai Xinyin agreed readily, "Hey, why don't I see Mei Jiu?" As she spoke, she walked towards Dugu Feng and the others.

"What did you do to Meijiu?"

"Are you talking about the little fox? She was blown off the cliff when there was a strong wind. We have sent people to look for her." Dugu Feng knew that Mei Jiu and Bai Xinyin were fine. His eyes were lowered and his expression was a little unnatural.

"You'd better find it. Otherwise, not only will you not get the treasure and the Kunlun Divine Weapon, you won't be able to go back safely!" Bai Xinyin felt a little anxious when he heard that Mei Jiu was missing.

"Amitabha, isn't the Ninth Princess too conceited?" Master Sibian sneered. He had an eight-ring staff and two magic mirrors, so he naturally didn't care about anything now.

"That's not necessarily true. We all rely on our own abilities. It's not certain who will get those first."

"Amitabha, even if one gets there first, he or she may not be able to live to take it away. Hahaha..." The monk laughed really wildly.

"Ayin, don't listen to him. Just look at their clothes and you'll know the ending will be a comedy. It's not even certain that he'll end up with a piece of cloth hanging on his legs in the end." Zhao Qing had a look of disdain on his face, as if to say, "Whose chicken is he?"

At this time, Ah Dai flew over from a distance and wanted to land on Bai Xinyin's shoulder, but he saw Mu Yunxiao's eyes that wanted to kill him, so he had to turn around and landed on Huangfu Yan behind him in a sullen manner.

"A-Dai, have you seen Meijiu?" Bai Xinyin hurried over to ask when she saw it.

"I saw it. It was catching butterflies in the valley."

"Oh, let her pounce for a while, and we'll go first."

At this time, the elite troops of Dong Qi also caught up. No one brought all 5,000 men up, so some were left behind to act according to the signal.

"Amitabha, it turns out that the third prince of Dongqi has defected to Zhao? I thought it was so powerful. But you guys think you can get a piece of the pie, huh!" Master Sibian snorted coldly.

"I say, you monk, there is only a strand of cloth hanging on your thigh, and you are still laughing at others. Aren't all the masters humble and steady? Why can't I see any trace of those good qualities in you? What kind of person are you?" Zhao Qing couldn't stand it, and before the third prince could speak, he had already confronted him.

"The Seventh Princess, as a woman, has no shame and just stares at men's bodies. How can this be considered decent?" The abbot Sibian seemed anxious and didn't even care about saying "Amitabha".

"Did I want to see it? You floated over here by yourself and into my eyeball?" Zhao Qing was unaware of the cruelty of Master Sibian and did not back down at all.

"Then I will dig out your eyes first!" said the big monk, picking up the staff and poking it towards Zhao Qing's eyes.

The speed was so fast that the person could not react in time. Just when it was about to hit his eyeballs, there was a sound of "clang" and the staff was pushed aside by a sword.

"Such a big stinky monk bullies a little girl, how shameless!" With a loud shout, a middle-aged man in blue came out. The man was tall and straight, dressed in blue, simple and elegant, but noble, which formed a sharp contrast with the sword in his hand. His eyes were deep and calm, as if the sword that pushed away the staff just now had nothing to do with him.

"May I ask who you are? Why are you blocking my staff?" Anyone who suddenly appeared on the mountain at this moment is no ordinary person, and everyone saw where this person came from. Master Sibian was not stupid, and he did not dare to act rashly before he found out the other party's identity. He could not delay important matters because of a momentary fight.

"You are not qualified to ask about my identity. Before I get angry, I will spare your lives. Go down the mountain quickly." After the man in blue said this, he put away his sword, stood with his hands behind his back, and stopped talking.

“Excuse me, is this mountain yours?”

The Bluetooth man shook his head.

"Oh, so we can go down the mountain just like that? We have finally come here, how can we just leave just because you say so?" Master Sibian asked back, "Let's go and look for treasure first!"

"You really don't want to listen?" The man in blue frowned slightly.

"Why should we listen to you? Who do you think you are?" Bai Qichen, who was following not far behind Master Sibian, had seen how powerful Master Sibian was, so he spoke in a rather impolite tone.

"Well, if you want to die, I won't stop you. Do whatever you want." The man in blue said, looked at Mu Yunxiao, then turned to Bai Xinyin beside Mu Yunxiao. A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, but it was gone in an instant. Then he turned around and slowly walked towards the woods beside the road, and disappeared in an instant.

"Hey, I haven't thanked you yet?" Zhao Qing thought that this person must be very powerful, and wondered if he would ask questions to the end. Why did he just leave like that?

It’s weird.

Dugu Feng and Wei Wuji looked towards the place where the man disappeared, a hint of hesitation flashed across their faces, they looked this way, and then looked at the Fourth National Master who was gradually walking away.

"Ayin, you guys should go back first. It must be very dangerous here." Dugu Feng looked at Bai Xinyin.

"Don't worry!" Bai Xinyin didn't say a single word.

"Do you hate me that much?" A trace of sadness flashed in Dugu Feng's eyes.

Bai Xinyin turned her head and looked away, and stopped talking.

Wei Wuji looked at A'Luo, opened his mouth, but said nothing in the end.

The two of them let out a long sigh and rushed towards Master Sibian.

"Do you know the man just now? He seems very powerful. What should we do now? The map shows that the treasure is one mile ahead." Bai Xinyin asked Mu Yunxiao.

"Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. It's good to just watch the fun." Mu Yunxiao did not directly answer Bai Xinyin's question, but just smiled at Bai Xinyin gently.

"Then let's go!" With a cheerful response, everyone stepped forward.