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The night was still frighteningly quiet, but the cold autumn wind made no sound at all.

Two white figures slowly walked by the lake without making any sound.

"Are you the young prince?"

Zhao Qingyan turned around and looked at the unfamiliar masked man. He nodded lightly, "I am Zhao Qingyan. May I know who you are?"

The masked man said blandly, "You don't need to know who I am. I am not here to have a casual chat with you."

Zhao Qingyan did not mind his tone and asked, "Then why have you come?"

The masked man said, "I want the box in your hands."

Zhao Qingyan was slightly taken aback. "A box?"

The masked man said, "The box that the marquis of the wooden horse gave you."

Zhao Qingyan shook his head, "The marquis did not give me any boxes."

The masked man squinted. "I didn't give it to you?"

Zhao Qingyan smiled. "Indeed, I didn't give you any boxes." Furthermore, even if the Marquis did give me a box, I have no reason to hand it over to you. "

The masked man asked, "Is that so?"

Zhao Qingyan nodded seriously. "Yes."

The masked man nodded. "Very good." Without even taking action, a sword light shot out from his sleeve and headed straight for Zhao Qingyan's throat.

Ran Hao moved his body slightly to block in front of Zhao Qingyan. A white light flashed on his fingertips, and the Floating Life Sword blocked the incoming sword attack, then moved to the side to avoid hitting Zhao Qingyan.

Zhao Qingyan took a few steps back, his gaze never leaving the two figures.

The masked man stabbed repeatedly with the sword in his right hand, his left arm hidden in his sleeve. Sometimes he raised his arm to parry, and sometimes he threw out a few concealed weapons. His body flashed across the air, and his speed was in no way inferior to Ran Hao's.

Zhao Qingyan's eyes darkened. She said, "Hao, go to the lake. No need to hold back!"

Hearing that, Ran Hao retracted his sword, and then released three streams of sword light. The Qi that came out from the sword had also become a bit stronger.

As soon as the masked man heard Zhao Qingyan's words, he saw the sword light in front of his eyes. He subconsciously jumped back. Behind him was the lake. His feet lightly touched the surface of the lake, wetting his boots a bit. He raised his sword and struck back, intentionally glancing at Zhao Qingyan.

When the power of his sword had increased, Zhao Qingyan had just called out his name. By the time Zhao Qingyan gave the order, he was already forced to the surface of the lake. The master and the servant … It was quite interesting.

With the two of them using their movement techniques, getting rid of a few lotus leaves on the surface of the lake would make them completely powerless. No matter how good their movement techniques were, it would not be more than a few moves. As soon as his foot touched the lake water, he heard the sound of wind coming from behind him. Without any delay, he leapt up and stepped on a rock that was flying over from behind with his left foot.

The masked man raised his hand to block the incoming sword attack. The internal energy of the sword blade was sticky, sticking to the sword, as if it was going to die together with Ran Hao.

On the lake, there were very few places to dodge. Ran Hao couldn't do anything, he could only follow the masked man back to the shore.

The masked man's body flickered. He did not forget to tell Zhao Qingyan, "Your hidden weapons are pretty good."

Zhao Qingyan cupped his hands and said, "It's just a small trick, not worth mentioning."

While speaking, the masked man exchanged a few more moves with Ran Hao: "You are wounded, you are not my opponent."

Ran Hao didn't say anything, he just kept attacking.

Facing the all-out Ran Hao, the masked man was still as adept as before, "Your kung fu is not bad, no wonder your young master trusted you so much, he didn't even carry any hidden weapons. Otherwise, if you fight two against one, you might still be able to resist for a few more hours. "

Zhao Qingyan said as he straightened his sleeves, "So what if I resist? [Isn't that master still spying on us?] Hao Hao, even one of you would find it hard to fight, even if you had one more me, how would you be able to block two attacks? "

The masked man was stunned. The treetops nearby swayed, and the man who had stabbed Bai Zhen landed silently. He laughed, "Your eyesight is indeed not bad. You actually have the time to observe your surroundings."

Zhao Qingyan smiled and said, "It's just that Senior did not intentionally hide his aura."

The man in black sized him up with interest, "Since you know you can't beat him, then why did you mention it?"

Zhao Qingyan lightly said, "Because I want to see for myself why the last person who promised not to come again came. I would also like to see the person who said that he would come to apologize to Martial Uncle Bai in the future, but what kind of apology is this to the Bai Clan today? "

The black clothed man was slightly startled. The black cloth covered his face, making it difficult to see his expression. He only averted his gaze, and then after a moment, he turned back. "I did say that."

Zhao Qingyan smiled. "That's right. Today, I know how laughable my reputation was."

The black-clothed man's gaze changed, but he only said self-deprecatingly: "A person of the evil path, naturally it's laughable."

"The one that's funny is you, not evil."

The man in black raised his head in shock, only to see Zhao Qingyan's indifferent face and eyes glinting with a cold light. "What did you say?"

Zhao Qingyan slowly said, "I say, for you to go back on your word and even blame yourself for your evil ways, that is truly laughable. Truly shameful."

The black clothed man's expression changed slightly. "What right do you have to blame me?"

Zhao Qingyan shook his head, "Of course I have no right to blame you. After all, what you do has nothing to do with me. I am only disappointed with the Crippling Feather Sect, and feel sorry for Senior Xia. In the past, the disciples of the Broken Feather Sect had always disliked the disciples of the martial arts world. However, it could be seen that most of them were people who dared to act recklessly. Now it would seem that it's only so. "

The black clothed man's eyes were filled with rage, but he did not retort or attack.

The masked man forced Ran Hao to take a step back and said with a cold smile, "A young noble who relied on his status and recklessly did not know what was going on in this world is quite eloquent. When you are in the same position, I wonder how much of a person can be able to comply with your so-called conduct? "

Zhao Qingyan smiled, "If I had been in the same position, I would not have talked so casually. It is because I do not know, and have not known, your sufferings that I can say this. But you... What are you arguing with me, a young prince who knows nothing about the affairs of the world and the affairs of the people? Isn't such a distraction giving the opponent an opportunity to take advantage of? "

The masked man only paid attention to what Zhao Qingyan said. One of them was not careful and his left arm was hit by the Floating Sword. He had to move back after taking the pain. He swung his sword and started to fight with Ran Hao again, paying attention to Ran Hao's movements. However, he did not forget to glare at Zhao Qingyan, "Are you doing this on purpose?"

Zhao Qingyan slowly asked, "What did I do that for?" Do I talk to you on purpose or do I talk to you on purpose? "I had a good chat with this senior from the Crippling Feather Sect. I sighed a few times about the martial arts world of the past, which I was unable to see because of my age. I came to disturb you, and didn't you blame me for distracting you?"

The masked man dodged the sword and said: "Nonsense, unreasonable!"

Zhao Qingyan asked in surprise, "I have never spoken to you, but you said that I am a young prince who does not know anything about the world. Do the two of you still have a cousin? I'm the only one that can be pointed at, then where did I get the crime of trying to force logic? When the Broken Feather Sect disappeared from the martial arts world, I was still with the teacher at the Qi King Manor. All the rumors were told by the teacher, but I could only sigh in regret. I have neither spoken nonsense nor used words, so how can I speak nonsense? "

"You …" The masked men could not think carefully during the fight. If he could recall, he could not find anything wrong with Zhao Qingyan's words.

The man in black said, "I did go back on my word and went back on my word. You are not wrong about me. But I do have a problem that I can only offend. " He pulled out his sword and gave a warning before stabbing towards Zhao Qingyan. His moves were indeed sharp, but they did not contain any killing intent, clearly showing no intention of harming him.

Zhao Qingyan's eyes were downcast, but he knew what was going on within his heart. When he saw that the long sword was already in front of him, he moved back, stepping on the ground to get into position and get out of the way of the man in black. When the man in black's sword missed its target, Zhao Qingyan took a step forward.

This step opened up a gap for one person to enter. After the time of a single breath, Ran Hao had already retreated. Before the man in black's sword had pierced into the gap between the two of them, he swung his sword to block the attack. His left arm wrapped around Zhao Qingyan's waist and his feet smoothly slid three steps backwards.

It was no surprise to Zhao Qingyan that Ran Hao had also rushed over. When Ran Hao let go of her hand, Ran Hao landed steadily on the ground. On the other hand, Ran Hao took a step forward and stood in front of him, coldly facing the two experts.

The masked man looked at the blood on his sword and curled his lips, "It seems like Young Prince Qi is only capable of relying on the protection of his guards."

Zhao Qingyan and Ran Hao's bodies were close to each other. Being shielded behind him, they were able to see the sword wound on his left shoulder. Hearing the masked man's words, Zhao Qingyan pointed at Ran Hao's wound and stopped bleeding. Then, he stepped out from behind Ran Hao and laughed: "Wrong, my ability depends on my father."

"Your father …" The masked man had just opened his mouth when he heard the black clothed man's loud warning: "Behind you!"

When he heard the black clothed man's warning, the masked man had already felt the palm strike behind him. Before he could turn around, he had already used his sword to strike back, then took the opportunity to turn around.

When a palm struck the sword, not only was it unharmed, it even caused the masked man's hand to become numb. The masked man quickly used his left palm to counter it, borrowing the force to push himself backwards. After stabilizing himself, he looked over and saw a middle-aged man with a frosty expression and a straight face. His messy clothes clearly woke him up in the middle of the night and hurried over. He didn't even manage to put on a set of thick and heavy clothes to protect himself from the cold.

The masked man couldn't figure out this person's identity, so he couldn't help but ask, "You are?"

Seeing him withdraw his sword and retreat, the middle-aged man stopped attacking. He sneered and raised his chin at Zhao Qingyan, who was standing not far away, "I am his father."

"This is truly …" The man in black finally came to his senses, but he couldn't help smiling as he bent over, "You hit my son, then I'll come out."

Zhao Qingyan threw up his hands and said, "You can laugh at me as much as you want. I don't mind."

The Qi King interrupted him unhappily, "I don't mind."

Zhao Qingyan innocently blinked his eyes, "Father, these two are powerful fighters, even Hao Yu cannot defeat them. Even if I were to practice martial arts seriously, I wouldn't be able to protect myself. So, Royal Father, please don't blame me for not being serious in my martial arts practice. "

The Qi King's brows trembled. Perhaps it was because of the presence of the outsiders, he did not say anything in the end.

The masked man and the man in black looked at each other, cupped their fists and said: "Since Your Highness is here, then we will not disturb you any longer and will take our leave."

The Qi King harrumphed as he flicked his sleeves, "See you out."

Without further ado, the two returned their swords to their sheaths and turned to leave.

Now that the Qi King had arrived, there was no point in continuing the battle.

The two of them were both proficient in martial arts, and even the Qi King and Ran Hao might not be able to make them stay easily.

Thus, when the two of them left, the Qi King decided not to keep them here.

After the two left, before the father and son could say anything, Ran Hao knelt down and begged for forgiveness: "Your subordinate did not guard well, I beg for your forgiveness." The Floating Sword returned to his sleeve. The wound on his left shoulder was not shallow. Even though Zhao Qingyan had helped him stop the bleeding and dyed his sleeve red, there was no change to his indifferent face.

Qi King glanced at his son, and said lightly: "He's not hurt, what are you guilty of? On the other hand, you were not lightly injured. "

Zhao Qingyan was very kind, "Hao, your son is injured. I'll take him to treat his wounds first." He turned around and prepared to leave.

"Stop right there!" "This place is not comparable to the palace, after all, it's dangerous. In the future, when you come out at night, bring more guards with you."

Zhao Qingyan looked down at the ground, a little distracted. "If they want to hurt me, no amount of guards will be able to stop them."

The Qi King frowned, "Either call Chen Huayi over to protect you, or you can move to my side and call me over at night."

After a while, Zhao Qingyan slowly said, "I still have to make a trip to the house of the Marquis with Young Master Wen tomorrow. We'll talk about it later."

Prince Qi said, "Now that most of the problems have been resolved, there should be only one or two left on the side."

Zhao Qingyan nodded, "I understand." If there is nothing else, royal father, I will take my leave first. "

"Wait a moment." The Qi King took a step forward and grabbed his arm, looking at his face that was even paler than usual, with a complicated look in his eyes, "Can you stop trying to be brave?"

Zhao Qingyan did not reply. Instead, he gently got rid of the Prince of Qi's hand and took a step back while bowing. "Your son is tired. Let's go back and rest. Father should also get some rest soon." He straightened up and turned around to leave.

Ran Hao hesitated for a moment, bowed to Qi Wang, and quickly followed.

The Qi King did not stop them and watched them leave. He sighed and said faintly, "Looks like the guards here really need to pay attention to this big commotion."

"Is Your Highness accusing me of negligence?" A person walked out from behind the tree. He wore a white robe and white boots, and was dressed neatly.

The Qi King turned and smiled, "That may not be so. After all, with the Bai Clan Head personally coming, these two uninvited guests who only dare to appear due to the cover of darkness would not dare to be rash. "

Bai Shaotan pretended as if he hadn't heard the meaning behind his words. He bowed and said, "This humble subject has come late. Please do not blame me, Your Highness."

The Qi King raised an eyebrow, "Oh? Is that so? When this king saw that you had restrained your aura and concealed the tree, I did not see any of the guards who came to patrol the road.

Bai Yutang smiled faintly. "Don't tell me that Your Highness thinks that those two were dispatched by me?"

The Qi King shook his head, and before he could heave a sigh of relief, he continued, "Even though you didn't send anyone, I'm not sure if you wanted to kill me by borrowing my blade."

Bai Yan Tang fell silent for a moment, then let out a long sigh, "The crime that the prince gave me is no small one, I don't dare to take it."

The Qi King looked at him silently, waiting to see what else he would say.