The prince is very cruel

"Brothers, there are spirits in the afterlife, leave in peace!"

"I won't let your deaths be in vain. I'll do nothing else in this life but deal with the Zhao family. I'll make them pay for their blood debt with blood. I'll make sure every member of the Zhao family hangs a bloodstained knife, and I'll carry Zhao Tai's dog-head to your grave to pay tribute!"

Click, click, click!

His fists were clenched, and his knuckles kept popping.

This hatred is unbearable!

In the desolate mountains and wilderness, the only responses he received were the sound of the wind and the croaking of some crows, which seemed extremely creepy.

I don’t know how much time passed, but he still didn’t get up.

Until a burst of hurried footsteps was heard.

"Hoo, hoo!"

Shengqi was breathing heavily and looked very miserable at the moment. There were wounds of varying degrees on his hands and shoulders.

"Prince, here he comes!"

"They've been lured here!"

Guan Ning's cold, blood-red eyes looked like a revived devil in this deep forest.

"How many people?" he asked hoarsely.

"Prince, it's a small team searching the mountain, probably about a dozen people. They look like they're from the capital. It's only a mile of mountain road away from us." Shengqi said seriously.

These days, the pursuers have never stopped. The first to bear the brunt are Zhao Tai's 3,000 guards, followed by the imperial guards, who are in relentless pursuit.

They have fought more than three times, and Guan Ning was able to escape every time, but this time, he doesn't plan to leave directly!

Guan Ning nodded, suddenly stood up, his eyes bloodthirsty: "Okay."

"Use their heads as a memorial for the seventh day after the passing of all the brothers in Yipintang!"

boom!

Suddenly, there was a loud thunder in the sky, piercing the deep mountains and old forests, and an indescribable smell of hunting began to spread.

When he decided to hunt in the deep mountains and forests, his home ground completely became his.

Shengqi was stunned for a moment, then he remembered that today was the seventh day. His pair of evil eyes turned red instantly and he almost cried.

"Okay, Prince, kill all these sons of bitches!"

"Avenge them!" he hissed.

In just a cup of tea, a group of people found this place.

You have to know that there was no lighting in ancient times. At night, it was pitch dark in the deep mountains and forests, and there was no way to search.

The reason they were able to find this place directly was because of the fire on the ground.

Click!

Heavy footsteps broke the branches.

"Captain Zhao!"

"Paper money was just burned here!" someone exclaimed, holding a torch.

A group of fifteen soldiers rushed forward and surrounded the fire. The leader was a thirty-year-old man with a sword in his hand. He was a man of extraordinary dignity and was excited at the moment.

"It's them, it must be Guan Ning!"

"What about people?"

"Where is the person?" He looked around, but there was no sign of anyone.

"Captain, there are only a dozen of us. Should we notify the main force first, and even better, call the palace guards over as well?" someone suggested.

"Hmph, shut up!" Captain Zhao snorted coldly.

"How can we give such a great achievement to others? Guan Ning, this stray dog, has no one around him. Look at the flames, they are nearby. A dozen of us are enough!"

"Du Peng is dead, and his position is now vacant. As long as I capture Guan Ning, I'll have the chance to soar to the sky and replace him!"

As he spoke, his face was already flushed and he was immersed in a beautiful dream.

This was also his only chance to call for help, but he chose not to.

next second.

boom!

Suddenly, without any warning, a soldier knelt on his knees.

"kindness?"

"Hu Ergou, why are you pretending to be crazy?" Captain Zhao frowned.

"Ahem, help, help me..." The soldier covered his neck tightly with both hands, feeling extremely painful. Suddenly, blood began to gush out from his neck, hissing...

Suddenly, the remaining fourteen people retreated in fear, their eyes almost popping out of their heads, completely confused as to what was happening...

"what happened??"

"What happened to him?" Captain Zhao shouted in panic.

Before they could react, suddenly, another soldier fell to the ground with his hands covering his neck tightly. Blood gushed out of his mouth frantically, his body twitched constantly, and pain was written all over his face.

"Ah!" The soldiers screamed and the situation was in complete chaos.

"It's haunted, it's haunted here!" they shouted in horror.

“What the hell are you doing!” Captain Zhao cursed, drawing his sword with a bang, and looking around angrily: “It’s them, it’s Guan Ning!!”