As soon as I put it on, I met a sickly man

The thick poisonous fog was like an invisible beast, devouring everything in the maze. Ding Chen and General Lin trudged through it, and every step felt like walking on the edge of a knife.

The choking poisonous gas corroded their lungs, their vision gradually blurred, and their bodies became heavier and heavier.

Ding Chen felt waves of powerlessness coming over him. Xiaoxuan's face swayed before his eyes. Her life was fading away bit by bit with the passage of time. He was anxious, but could only struggle helplessly in this poisonous fog maze.

With his many years of combat experience, General Lin keenly realized that some of the mechanisms in the maze were not naturally formed, but were man-made.

The arrangement of the mechanism is exquisite and complex, obviously the work of a master.

They began to suspect that someone was manipulating all this behind the scenes, and this person was most likely the mastermind behind the murder of Ding Chen and Xiaoxuan.

This discovery made them realize that things were much more complicated than they had imagined. This was not just a simple test, but a carefully planned conspiracy.

"General, look..." Ding Chen pointed at an inconspicuous mark on the wall, his voice hoarse.

General Lin looked in the direction of Ding Chen's finger, his pupils suddenly shrinking: "This is... the secret sign of Prime Minister Wang's residence!"

The thick fog gradually dissipated, revealing the intricate passages of the maze.

Ding Chen suppressed his discomfort and scanned the surroundings with sharp eyes.

He discovered that there were some strange symbols engraved on the walls of the maze. These symbols seemed disorganized, but in Ding Chen's eyes they gradually connected into a line, guiding the direction.

He was delighted. Could this be the test that Mr. Murong mentioned?

He gripped the sword tightly and moved forward in the direction indicated by the symbol, with General Lin following closely behind.

The maze is full of mechanisms, hidden arrows and traps that are hard to guard against, but Ding Chen manages to resolve them one by one with his extraordinary skills and keen observation.

Finally, after escaping death, they saw the light of the exit.

After walking out of the maze, Mr. Murong was already waiting there with an exquisite porcelain bottle in his hand: "Congratulations, you passed the test." Ding Chen took the porcelain bottle and poured out the antidote for Xiaoxuan without hesitation.

As time passed, Xiaoxuan's face gradually regained its rosy complexion and her breathing became steady.

Ding Chen's heart finally settled down. He held Xiaoxuan's hand tightly, feeling her body temperature, his heart filled with joy of surviving the disaster.

At the same time, Yingfeng also found out the assassin's origins.

He discovered that these assassins were not ordinary killers, but secret guards of Prime Minister Wang's mansion.

Ding Chen and others realized that all this was a conspiracy of Prime Minister Wang. He wanted to kill Ding Chen and Xiaoxuan by borrowing their own knife.

A cold light flashed in Ding Chen's eyes. He decided to report the matter to the emperor and expose the true face of Prime Minister Wang.

They collected enough evidence to bring Prime Minister Wang to justice.

After Xiaoxuan woke up, she hugged Ding Chen tightly, and her tears soaked his clothes.

"You scared me to death!" She choked, touching the new scars on his face with her fingertips, feeling so heartbroken that she couldn't breathe.

Ding Chen hugged her gently and whispered in her ear, "It's okay, everything is over." The determination and love in his eyes, like the warm sun in winter, melted the fear in Xiaoxuan's heart.

This crisis not only did not separate them, but made their relationship even more indestructible, like steel tempered in fire, making it shine even more brightly.

Inside Prime Minister Wang's residence, the atmosphere was so solemn that it seemed as if water could drip out.

Upon learning that Ding Chen and others had obtained the antidote and were ready to expose his conspiracy, Prime Minister Wang was so angry that his face turned ashen and he smashed the teacup in his hand to pieces.

"A bunch of trash! You can't even handle such a small thing!" he roared, with a sinister gleam in his eyes.

He immediately ordered the most elite assassins in the mansion to be dispatched to eliminate Ding Chen and others before they arrived in the capital.

On the official road, a group of people were speeding towards the capital.

Ding Chen and others had already anticipated that Prime Minister Wang would not give up, so they remained highly vigilant along the way.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and dozens of black-clad killers fell from the sky and surrounded them.

At General Lin's command, the soldiers immediately drew their weapons and engaged in a fierce battle with the killers.

The flash of swords and shadows, the shouts of killing shook the sky.

Yingfeng shuttled through the crowd like a ghost, and every swing of the sharp blade in his hand would take a life.

Ding Chen protected Xiaoxuan, calmly observing the battle situation and looking for a breakthrough.

After the fierce battle, the official road was littered with the bodies of black-clad killers, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

In the magnificent imperial palace, the emperor was furious after hearing Ding Chen's statement.

"Prime Minister Wang, you are so brave!" He slammed the dragon throne so hard that the whole hall was buzzing.

Prime Minister Wang's conspiracy was exposed, the evidence was conclusive and there was no way to defend himself.

In the end, the emperor ordered Prime Minister Wang to be executed and his property confiscated as a warning to others.

After experiencing this storm, Ding Chen and Xiaoxuan finally returned to a peaceful life.

They walked hand in hand through the bustling streets, enjoying the rare tranquility.

Ding Chen suddenly stopped and turned to look at Xiaoxuan, with an inexplicable light flashing in his eyes.

"Xiaoxuan," he said softly, "I..."