The villain has been playing badly for ten years

The magic circle was pressed down in an instant, and Hua Jianbai's eyes suddenly went dark. He felt that a force was pressing down on his body out of thin air.

He gritted his teeth and finally opened his eyes, but no sound came out.

He could only look towards Ning Xiusu and discover that he was in the center of the Jiuxiao Formation. The formation pattern under his feet was a dazzling ultramarine color, connected to the sky above the hall, like an inverted screen.

In addition, countless light blue runes condensed into shackles, imprisoning people in the magic circle and making them unable to move.

Ning Xiusu regained consciousness. He opened his fingers slightly and weakly, as if trying to struggle, but his limbs seemed to be bound by something.

A powerful restraining force came from the wrist, which was a forbidden talisman that blocked spiritual energy.

Besides, the butterfly shadows had long since dispersed, but the sweet smell in the air became stronger, which was the powder of Yuguizhi floating in the air.

This is obviously targeted...

Fortunately, he had taken the Yuan-protecting Pill. Although the formation that bound the spiritual power was very powerful, the Youlian Spirit Fire did not belong to the spiritual power and would naturally not be truly suppressed. Otherwise, there would be no way out of this journey.

At this moment, a mocking voice was heard from outside the darkness.

"I say, Fifth Emperor of Dayan, why don't you hide away in Lingnan and enjoy your peace and quiet, and dare to come to my Qi'an territory? I failed to catch you last time, and now you dare to put yourself in danger!"

Gong Yibai said this as he walked over with a swagger, his brocade robe swaying wildly with his strides.

"Should I say you are conceited? Or too stupid..."

Hearing the footsteps approaching, Ning Xiusu looked up and said to the other side:

"Your Majesty, you have good eyesight. How can you recognize me even though I'm covering my face like this?"

Gong Yibai sneered, and after standing still, he put his hands on his hips, his posture looking like a victorious rooster.

"I have known for a long time that you and that group of mermaids were hiding in the inn in Haoye."

Ning Xiusu looked into the darkness without any panic. He thought that the Xi family was going to the wedding banquet under the guise of the prince, and he had a lot of questions.

"Long Yuan's former subordinates have already found their new home so quickly, or... have they been cooperating with the Crown Prince from the beginning?"

He shook his index finger and said in denial:

"There are many spiritual cultivators in the world. His Xi family wants to move to the thirty-six cities of Mobei. If they want to gain a foothold, they will definitely need my help. This is just a deal with Miss Xi. We both get what we need."

Ning Xiusu had no expression on his face. "No wonder. I guess you played a role in the Luo family's decline."

"Humph, the Luo family is just relying on their status as cultivators to keep interfering in what happens in our Qi'an territory!"

He seemed to be getting more and more indignant as he spoke, clenching his fists and glaring:

"If it weren't for the clan members' recommendation, my miserable brother wouldn't have had to go to Dayan."

Gong Yibai turned his head and looked at him again as if he had calmed down. Through the iron mask, his eyes were more cruel than ever.

"Now that you're here, Qi'an has really helped a lot. I have to treat you well."

Ning Xiusu could not see any ferocity, but the tone of his voice sounded terrifying.

"Originally, Qi An sent a fake prince to Dayan, not to seek peace. Now, regardless of whether Long Yuan is involved or not, it is inevitable that people will suffer."

Gong Yibai tilted his head slightly, and his originally honest face now revealed an arrogant look.

"Why, are you surprised?"

Ning Xiusu raised his eyebrows and sneered nonchalantly.

"The Crown Prince wants to use me to tear up the peace treaty signed with Dayan. If he does that, the hostage won't be able to return either."

"Yes, after all, my ignorant brother is still suffering..."

A trace of compassion flashed across Gongyi Baihan's honest and straightforward face, but it turned into evil in an instant.

"But, it doesn't matter."

As he spoke, he walked to a sword rack and drew out the Qingfeng long sword, which gleamed with a dark green luster under the dim light.

Ning Xiusu sensed a hint of chill in the darkness.

The long sword must have cut the rope of the mask, and the blue iron mask fell to the ground with a clang.

"Since you are the uncle of the young emperor of Dayan, should I offer you as a sacrifice to my Qi'an soldiers, or should I exchange you for two cities? Oh, I have to think carefully."

He pretended to sigh, his eyes like two sharp swords falling on the dark blue robe.

Ning Xiusu said calmly, "Using me to threaten Dayan is indeed a good deal."

I only heard the other party sneer: "But, I changed my mind."

Gong Yibai suddenly stabbed the long sword in his hand towards his chest. Hua Jianbai was shocked when he saw this, but his whole body seemed to be imprisoned by the magic circle and he could not move.

The three-foot-long blade was extremely sharp, enough to cut through flesh and bones, but unexpectedly, at the critical moment, a burst of blue light burst out.

The shackles binding his wrists broke without any warning.

Before the sharp sword light arrived, Ning Xiusu had already broken free from the shackles. Gong Yibai couldn't see anything clearly, but only heard the sound of a sword clanging.

His steps were unsteady and he fell backwards, the sword slipping out of his hand.

Ning Xiusu's figure suddenly rose up, and then he made a gesture and suddenly grasped the hilt of the sword.

The sword energy condensed into frost-like starlight, forming an extremely elegant arc, and the three-foot-long blade was like a flash of lightning.

The sword froze at the moment between Gong Yi's white eyebrows, and the tip of the sword flashed, and the air wave swept away the wooden table.

This series of actions is smooth and completed in the blink of an eye.

Gong Yibai was so frightened that he leaned back, fine beads of sweat quietly oozing out, his eyes full of disbelief and fear.

"Mr. Ning, you are a spiritual practitioner. The Nine Heavens Talisman Technique I ordered my Young Master to create must have been designed to target you. How were you able to escape the restriction?"

He held a sword in one hand and waved his other hand to create a faint butterfly shadow, and a thick ink color dissipated before his eyes.

“Oh, maybe I’m a little different from the average spiritual practitioner.”

“…Impossible…Impossible!”

Gong Yibai's eyes twitched slightly, and he was suddenly terrified:

"The candlelight is clearly mixed with Yuguizhi. You must have been poisoned!"

He chuckled, his voice clear and slow, like the unmelted snow in three winters.

"My Lord, please stop playing such cheap tricks. Be smart and remove the magic circle."

Hearing the obvious threat in his voice, Gong Yibai turned pale with shock, cold sweat and veins popping up on his forehead.

"You want to leave? Unless you kill me."

Ning Xiusu turned his hand and placed his sword on the other person's neck.

"You think I can't?"

He felt a chill on his neck, as if it had been cut. Gong Yibai's back was soaked with sweat, and he shouted:

"Fifth Emperor, if you kill me, your friend will never come back."

Hearing what he meant, Ning Xiusu frowned slightly: "What do you mean?"

"I have memories. This is just a body possession technique!"

He turned to look at Hua Jianbai and gnashed his teeth coldly:

"Maybe... you're similar to that ghostly creature, just monsters in human form!"

Ning Xiusu was slightly startled. Although he didn't see, Gong Yibai happened to catch what he felt in his eyes.

"Where is he?"

Seeing that he had guessed correctly, Gong Yi rolled his eyes and sneered:

"Now, he has become one with me... Do you dare to kill me?"

While Gong Yibai was talking, he actually rushed towards the tip of the sword like a madman. This was a very risky move as he was trying to kill himself.

Now that the matter is still unclear, Ning Xiusu cannot really kill him.

He withdrew his sword overnight, and Gong Yibai took the opportunity to hurriedly put a black bone whistle to his mouth.

"Shh-"

A scream just sounded.

Ning Xiusu's eyes were like black jade, but they were tinged with coldness.

This is calling for help...

He raised his hand and released an invisible air towards the source of the sound, and the black-patterned bone whistle immediately shattered into pieces.

Gong Yibai fell backwards and before he could get up, a figure flashed by and appeared in the hall.

A huge strange bird, with a human head and a bird's beak, blood-red eyes, feathers all over its body and hair as white as snow, and the wings on its back were black and white and very clean, just like a strange crane.

It has two wings on its back, a red beak, red eyes and a white head.

It's Bi Yuewu...

The monster on the spiritual cultivation list.