That night, Feng Wuyao successfully moved into the main courtyard of the prince's mansion.

Since you live in the same yard, you are naturally indispensable to drink tea, chat, and drink together for the next month.

After a day, Feng Wuyao felt that his body had been greatly nourished.

When I practiced my skills at night, I felt that it was more than twice as fast as before.

With the warmth of purple qi, the spiritual power lost in Feng Wuye's body was also quickly replenishing.

Although she cannot reach the previous level of abundance, she can at least use it freely.

On the third night after Feng Wuyao came back, he couldn't sleep anymore.

He quietly left the yard, raised his hand and beat it out, hitting the treetop next to Jinwu.

Jin Wu woke up and saw Feng Wuyao waving to him.

"Mr. Feng?"

"Give all the staff a warning, and some guests are here."

Jin Wu immediately understood and went down to make arrangements immediately.

Feng Wuyao sat casually on the eaves, waiting for this time to appear as a puppet death warrior or a normal killer.

With the noise and fighting in the front yard, more than ten black shadows have successfully penetrated into the main yard.

Of course, as soon as the figure landed, it was killed by dark guards everywhere.

After watching for a while, Feng Wuyao directly ordered the guards to retreat.

Feng Wuyao turned over and the man had already stood opposite these puppet death warriors.

From the reactions of these people just now, we can see that there is no pain and only know how to kill, which is clearly a murder weapon without consciousness.

Feng Wuye didn't rush to use the talisman, but thought about trying out his current strength first.

The body quickly and flexibly shuttled through these puppet dead soldiers, and soon passed the move.

After hitting one of them, landed steadily.

He raised his hand again, and two talismans flew out and successfully stuck to the denominations of the two puppets.

The talisman flew out and was filled with spiritual power by Feng Wuye.

It seems to be a talisman paper, but in fact it is no different from a hidden weapon.

Qin Zicheng has come out.

Seeing Feng Wuye quickly shuttle through the dead soldiers, his heart was about to reach his throat.

Feng Wuye doesn’t have that much patience.

After subduing a few, the rest were too lazy to deal with them anymore. They raised their hands and fell, and their bodies and heads were different, so they naturally could not die anymore.

The smell of blood all over the yard is really uncomfortable.

"I just fought with them. Have you noticed anything?"

Qin Zicheng frowned, "Their strength is both strong and weak. The ones you killed are weaker, and these two should be the strongest, even stronger than Zhong Wenxiang before."

Qin Zicheng pointed at the two people on his left and analyzed calmly.

"You are right. Those people are useless, so I killed them directly. Their weak strength depends on their own skills and has nothing to do with being controlled. However, these strengths have exceeded my imagination. If I were not here, your guards here would be dead."

Qin Dong and Meng Yunhe rushed over when they heard the movement.

Only then did I feel relieved when I saw that Qin Zicheng and Feng Wuyao were both safe.

Ji Gang brought people over to report, "Master, everyone outside has subdued, twenty-eight dead, two seriously injured, and a few more escaped."

"In other words, the man first sent a group of ordinary assassins to attract the combat effectiveness of the guards, and then sent a puppet death warrior to kill you? Logically speaking, such an arrangement can be said to be very safe."
Chapter completed!