"Oh, it must be for the pirate who robbed the Imperial Ship." Feng Yang's face was indifferent.

"It seems that I can't hide anything from you." Xiang Sixue was not surprised when she heard this, her expression was as usual, and she seemed to be used to it.

"There's nothing hard to guess, Xiang Sitai has always regarded you as a thorn in his side, and he has long wanted to get rid of you, this royal ship is robbed and far-fetched, and it can also have something to do with us, he just came at this outlet, not for this matter, why else!" Feng Yang said slowly, but he didn't panic at all.

"He wanted to get rid of me in one bite, but it wasn't that easy, but he just found me some stubble." Xiang Sixue still has that calm look.

"Oh." Feng Yang stared at him.

"Under the pretense of the emperor's orders, I was ordered to find out the islands where these pirates were entrenched within a month, and they were the most powerful."

"This thing doesn't seem to be difficult, but there is a hidden mystery, could it be that this dog's nose smells something." Feng Yang smiled coldly.

The thick fog floated in the night sky of 'Haimi City', and the cool moonlight could not penetrate the dense fog, and with a gentle wave of his hand, the fog overflowed between his fingers like soft water. The Champs-Études was silent, except for the man who struck the gong and lit the lantern as he walked:

"Knock, knock, knock, it's dry, watch out for candles, beware of thieves."

The vague figure had just disappeared into the thick fog, and another black shadow leaped out of the dark corner, silently like a ghost, leaping towards the depths of the street. The shadow fell in front of the 'fiery' palace, and its form paused slightly, as if observing the surrounding situation, and then jumped over the tall wall and fell into the darkness.

A small courtyard in the front yard of the palace, hidden under a cherry tree, is the residence of Prince Xiangsi Feiyu. Today's cultivation is very hard, and Xiang Si Feiyu fell asleep early.

The black shadow fell on the roof of the main house in the small courtyard, gently turning over the roof tiles, the sound was as light as an ant cry, and the roof revealed a black hole the size of a person, and there was no moonlight on the night. It was pitch black inside. The black shadow jumped down from the entrance of the cave, his body was as light as a swallow's agility, and his body was still silent when he landed. In the dark room, there was not a single sound. There was only a slight sound of breathing, but the sound of breathing was almost nothing to ordinary people's ears.

A light breeze floated out of the black shadow's body, drifting into the depths of the house, and then quickly rotating around the room with the black shadow's body as the center, like a light wave scanning every corner of the room. When a light breeze swept over the boy's head. The swirling breeze stopped. The eyes in the darkness looked at the place where the slight breathing sound came from, as if they had sensed the presence of the breath.

Using the light wind formed by the exercise to detect the location of the existence of objects, this skill is already slightly inferior to the Helen Empire's 'Dragon Feather' Family's Blood Inheritance Limit Technique 'Perception', this person's cultivation is unfathomable, and it is enough to be arrogant. The black shadow stared intently at the direction where the breath came from, and his eyes that had adapted to the darkness seemed to have seen the position of the figure clearly, while the handsome young man on the bed was still asleep soundly, dazed.

The black shadow waved one hand, two tiny sharp needles. Piercing through the darkness and stabbing at the young man quickly, the direction of the sharp needle was not biased or oblique, but it was the young man's closed eyes.

When, at the moment when the sharp needle pierced the young man's eyes, a cloud of fire flashed in front of the young man's eyes, blocking the sharp needles that pierced him.

The 'Fire Cloud Seal' black shadow couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart, and the defensive seal set in the container, once a special part of the container was attacked, the seal would be automatically lifted, and the defense would be activated quickly.

The double pupils of the Xiangsi family are the carriers of the 'blindness'. In the family, what is more important than life, when Xiang Si Feiyu was born, Xiang Si Xue set up a 'fire cloud seal' in his eyes. Decades of vicissitudes and ups and downs, ill-intentioned people. Seeing the multitude of thieves, not to mention the monks of the other five great powers, even the disciples of their own countries also have ill intentions, they set up this barrier seal for their only son in advance.

After the black shadow was shocked, he was no longer half conservative, and his hands were drawn in front of his chest. Reciting the mantra silently, it seems to be condensing some strange mana. After finishing the recitation, he waved his hands heavily, and his empty hands actually drew two sharp wind blades out of thin air, directly slashing Xiang Si Feiyu's double pupils.

The 'Fire Cloud Seal' did not reappear, and there was always a time limit for the activation of the seal, and when Xiang Sixue was sealing, the time interval for continuous activation was set at a quarter of an hour.

When the wind blade slashed, Xiang Si Feiyu's sleeping body suddenly jumped in the air, and the long sword under the quilt was already in his hand with one hand, and his body just got up and waved heavily with one hand, and the long sword cut a fire blade and slashed towards the wind blade. Finally woke up from sleep, or perhaps remained vigilant in his deep sleep.

The fiery red light flickered in the darkness, and the circle of light slid across the sword body, like flowing gold, the Milky Way flew across, and the two ancient seal characters of 'Feiquan' were engraved on the sword body. Even when he slept, he pressed the long sword under him.

Boom, the roar was heard, and Xiang Si Feiyu, who was still a very immature figure, flew out sideways and slammed into the wall. Compared to this black shadow, his strength is still much more immature.

But when the black shadow saw it in his eyes, he was repeatedly frustrated by the weak young man's hands, and his eyes twisted, and it seemed that he was a little angry. At this time, he changed to one hand and flipped it again, the blue light shone between the palms of his hands, and the wind blade that condensed spiritual power was several times stronger than just now, and slashed heavily at the young man's head, not to take his eyes but to kill him.

A fiery red light crossed the young man's eyes, and he recited the secret secret, and the 'blinding' was cast again, and a flame solidified into a 'fire shield', which lay in front of the young man. The blue light shining wind blade shattered the 'Fire Shield' cast by the 'Blind Eye', and the remaining strength slashed straight at the boy as if he had entered a no-man's land.

The soul of death appeared in front of him, and the young man, who had always been lonely, seemed to see the horror of death, boom, the door was slammed open, and another blade of fire slashed into the black shadow from outside the house like lightning.

The empty door on the side of the body was wide open, and the black shadow leaped up in horror, and the wind blade that was about to split was lost, and it was heavily slashed into the ground, and the broken stone slabs and bricks splashed open, and a deep crack cut across the ground, and Xiangsi Feiyu escaped with his life. And the fire blade slashed from the feet of the black shadow, and the black shadow was able to dodge the blow.

A thin and tall figure walked into the room slowly, so calmly, and a cold voice came:

"The upper cultivator of the 'Mingfeng Sect' dared to break into the 'Hot Mansion' alone, and his courage was a little too big!"

At a glance, you can see that the profound spell of the black shadow is at least the high-level cultivator 'Shangxiu', and the cultivation organization to which it belongs, the 'Mingfeng Sect'. However, his calm bearing and cold expression didn't seem to take this high-ranking monk seriously.

"It's not just the monks of the 'Mingfeng Sect' who know the art of the wind, and besides, this 'Hot Mansion' is not a Longtan Tiger's Den, why not!"

The figure of the black shadow fell to the ground, looking at the thin figure in the darkness. With a look in his eyes, this figure is so familiar that it is the wind that shocked the six countries ten years ago, I didn't expect to live in seclusion in this 'hot mansion', but I didn't admit defeat in surprise.

"If you want to steal the 'blindness', it is more difficult than entering the tiger's den in Longtan!"

It was still a cold voice. The tone was a little heavier, and the fierce qi suddenly rose from the body and poured out. The black shadow saw it in his eyes, and he stopped talking, and stared at it. The murderous aura gradually permeated the darkness.

"Your Highness, come after me."

The thin man said, but his eyes didn't move a bit. Xiangsi Feiyu hurriedly got up from the ground, and ran behind the man in a few big steps, and he was a little embarrassed, not much better than when he was beaten down by him.

The blue light shone again between the black shadow's hand, and the light took the shape of a blade. The thin man of the 'Wind Blade of the Hand' muttered silently, his clear eyes flashing in the darkness.

The black shadow shouted 'Gale Slash', and swung down with one hand, and the wind roared and rushed. The blue light surged and turned into a huge blade, and the roaring wind was mixed with countless wind blades condensed by spiritual power, and the wind carried the blade turned into blue light and slashed towards the thin man.

'Great Wind Slash' spiritual power condenses to the highest level of wind splitting technique, the spiritual power is high and low, and the spells cast by ordinary monks cannot be dissolved into spiritual power, and can only be done above the middle cultivation, but this 'Great Wind Slash' requires the caster to condense the spiritual power to the highest level before it can be cast.

Before the blade of the wind arrived, a strong wind struck, and the thin figure was fluttering, like a leaf in the wind, but it was standing. A roll of long sleeves in one hand flutters in the wind. The long sleeves rolled over, and a flame burned between the long sleeves, and the flames that also condensed high-level spiritual power were not blown back by the strong wind. The flames rose violently to a foot high. In an instant, it turned into a fire dragon, spreading its teeth and claws, the fire danced and soared, and the dragon roared and pounced heavily on the blue blade.

The 'Sleeve Dance Fire Dragon' materializes the flame alien, which can only be done by monks whose level is at least above the upper cultivation, and the bearing of looking at the wind is still calm. It doesn't seem to really use all his strength, and the mana is even more unfathomable.

Boom, the blades of the fire dragon collided, and under the impact of two huge forces, the house fell to the ground with a bang, and three figures leaped out of the house with a boom. The thin and tall man pulled Xiang Si Feiyu to the ground, and the other figure landed on tiptoe, but the figure did not stop, and he leaped towards the depths of the darkness again.

"Feng Yang's mana has been taught today, and he will be accompanied in the past."

The loud voice returned to the darkness, and the tone was heavy and provocative. After a few jumps, the figure was about to disappear into the darkness, and the thin figure wanted to chase after it, but he couldn't rest assured that he was flying feathers, so he had to watch the black shadow disappear quickly into the distance.

The black shadow just disappeared, and another figure leaped in, but it was the 'hot' Xiang Sixue, who seemed to be also alarmed by this movement, looking at the collapsed house in front of him, and the slightly embarrassed son, his expression was still the same:

"Mr. Feng Yang, what happened?"

"It seems that the upper cultivator of the 'Mingfeng Sect' came to steal the eyes of His Royal Highness."

"I don't think it's necessarily the monk of the 'Mingfeng Sect', although it is a night attack, the array staff is so big, what is the difference between this and blatant! Hawley doesn't have the guts to do it with my Dragonser Empire openly. Xiang Sixue said lightly.

"What does the prince mean or did that person do it?!" Kiyosu stared at Xiang Sixue.

"Hey, hey! This person has always been narrow-minded and jealous, and after watching Fei Yu's cultivation today, most of them were greatly stimulated, but I didn't expect to be so uncomplacent, and I dare to be so rampant on my territory, and the means are even more inferior under the pretense of borrowing the hands of others. ”

Xiang Sixue finished sneering, looked into the depths of darkness again, and continued:

"Our emperor is over fifty years old, and his only son died early, and there is no dragon son so far. And Fei Yu is the blood of the royal family, the nephew of the former emperor, and the name of genius has spread throughout the territory of the empire. And the evil animal born to this person is really a son of a gentleman, and his reputation is prodigal, how can he be compared with Feiyu. Stealing Feiyu's pupils not only ruined his 'blindness', but also ruined his future. If he succeeds, this person's wishful thinking will be one step further. ”

Feng Yang couldn't help nodding silently after hearing this, the person the two of them said, they didn't mention a word of name during the period, but they pointed directly to the 'Middle Prince' Xiang Sitai.

After Xiang Sixue finished speaking, she looked down at Xiang Si Feiyu, and Zheng Rong said:

"Fei Yu, what you said tonight, you know it, and you must not reveal half a sentence to others."

Xiang Si Feiyu also kept nodding, but his young age had already exceeded his age, and he faintly understood the deep meaning of his father's words. Sha, sha, sha, there was a rush of footsteps, and a large group of palace guards hurried in with torches in hand. Running to him, looking at the scene in front of him, he immediately understood what was happening, and the commander stepped forward tremblingly and bowed to Xiang Sixue:

"Lord Wang."

"Bastard, the assassin infiltrated the palace, but you don't know it." Xiang Sixue scolded sharply.

"Lord Wang, for a small negligence, please punish Lord Wang." The commander was in a cold sweat of fright.

"Pull it out and whip it eighty times, and then cut off all the heads next time."

The two guards, one on a side, took the commander down.

"From tonight onwards, the prince's bedchamber shall be guarded day and night, without the slightest negligence." Xiang Sixue looked around at the guards, still stern.

The post station of 'Haimi City' is located in the northwest corner of the city, although it is not in the downtown area of the city, but it is also convenient, and a road for two horses to run in parallel leads to West Street. The post station covers an area of more than 100 acres, spacious and flat, with countless houses within the tall walls, and an independent courtyard, shaded by cherry blossom trees, quiet and chic.

After Xiang Sitai was stationed at the post station, his own personal guards occupied all the post stations, and drove away all the soldiers of 'Haimi City' who had been defending here, leaving only a few servants and cooks.

It was late at night, and the whole inn was shrouded in darkness, except for a few soldiers who lit a lantern vigil and the dim lights of the small courtyard of the house. In a large room in the small courtyard, under the dim light, Xiang Sitai paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, a little bored and a little anxious, and the dark night seemed to be waiting for something.

Squeak, the door of the house was pushed open, and a sturdy man in his thirties walked into the house, seeing that the big man's eyes lit up, and he seemed to be a little urgent:

"Iruka, how are things going?"

"Back to the prince, the little one missed." Iruka bowed.

"Ten years ago, you advanced to the upper cultivation of the 'Mingfeng Sect', and your mana has also improved a lot in the past ten years, can't you even deal with a hairy boy!" Xiang Sitai's face sank and he was slightly displeased.

"Lord Qiqi, the little one was about to seize that kid's eyes, but I didn't expect that the wind that moved the entire Black Dragon Continent ten years ago crashed in, and the movement was too big after a fight, so the little one had to give up."

"The wind is blowing in Xiang Sixue's mansion! Did you read that right? Xiang Sitai couldn't hide the horror in his heart, and his tone became more urgent.

"Ten years ago, I was still in the 'Mingfeng Sect', this person singled out Zuo Mu, one of the three holy envoys of the 'Mingfeng Sect', and actually defeated Zuo Mu in just ten rounds, I was present at the time, I was impressed, there should be no mistake."

"This Xiangsi Xue is living on an isolated island and seems to be low-key, but it is really a rainy day, it seems that my caution is not wrong." (To be continued.) )