Traveling through time and space to become the richest woman and falling in love with the young mast

The guard looked at Huangfu Yi in horror. Before he could raise the sword in his hand, the tip of Huangfu Yi's sword had already pierced his chest like lightning.

The second prince was frightened, "You, who are you?!"

There was a hint of trembling and fear in his voice, and his eyes revealed panic and anxiety.

His body involuntarily retreated, trying to stay away from Huangfu Yi.

Huangfu Yi calmly drew out the Dragon Roar Sword. The sword flashed with cold light and looked particularly dazzling under the light.

Blood splashed all over the Second Prince's face, and the warm blood flowed down his cheeks, making him look miserable.

Dongfang Qingmo's eyes were full of Huangfu Yi. He really was a very strong boyfriend!!!

Her eyes were full of admiration and love, and she couldn't help but be impressed by Huangfu Yi's bravery and decisiveness.

Although now is not the time to be infatuated, she still couldn't help but be amazed.

She held the dagger tightly in her hand, ready to support Huangfu Yi at any time.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!" The second prince begged for mercy with his body shaking.

His legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground.

"Sir, sir, help me!!" He shouted for help towards the dark room, hoping to be rescued.

He is about to die, how can he sit on the throne?

Huangfu Yi sneered and crippled one of the second prince's legs.

His movements were clean and neat, without any hesitation.

The second prince felt severe pain, as if countless knives were cutting his legs.

He couldn't bear the shock and fainted, his body falling to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Huangfu Yi looked at the unconscious Second Prince without a trace of pity in his eyes.

He knew that he could not have the slightest sympathy for such a person.

Dongfang Qingmo walked forward lightly, stretched out a white hand, and slowly held Huangfu Yi's broad and powerful palm.

Huangfu Yi felt Dongfang Qingmo's touch, his eyebrows slightly raised, his originally sharp eyes instantly softened, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he asked softly: "Did I scare you?"

Dongfang Qingmo quickly shook her head. Her gaze fell on Huangfu Yi, a flash of surprise in her eyes, and then she said sincerely: "No, you looked...very handsome just now!"

Huangfu Yi was slightly stunned when he heard this. He seemed a little surprised by Dongfang Qingmo's answer. He couldn't help but tilt his head to look at her with a slightly puzzled expression.

However, Dongfang Qingmo did not explain further. She just smiled and changed the subject, "Shall we continue walking down?"

Huangfu Yi saw this and stopped asking questions. He nodded and said, "Okay."

Their eyes were full of vigilance, and they took every step carefully, for fear of triggering any trap.

The light in the secret passage was dim, and they could only grope their way forward.

In the darkness, their figures seemed a little blurry, and they could only determine each other's position by the sound of each other's breathing and footsteps.

Suddenly, a deep laugh came from the front. "You guys really made it. That loser can't stop you."

The laughter echoed in the secret passage, making people feel creepy.

It was An Wuhen's voice.

He was seen standing in front of a magic circle emitting a strange dark light. In the center of the magic circle was the dragon body of Emperor Qi.

Qi Huang's dragon body lay there quietly, surrounded by a faint aura of death.

An Wuhen formed seals with his hands, and the death energy around the dragon's body was constantly being absorbed into him.