The ghost hand was scared by the Heavenly Lord, and all three souls and seven spirits came out. In order to save himself, he even called for Zhan Zhao and the others to rescue Zhao Pu quickly, otherwise Zhao Pu would be dead. (This chapter was uploaded by netizens on the Internet)

"How should Mr. Huang harm Zhao Pu?" Zhan Zhao couldn't figure it out. The ghost hand pretended to be Huang Ruiyun for so much time, so he must know that he could only get the right symptoms and prescribe medicine after asking!

"I'm not sure about it, either."

"Do you want to die?" Bai Yutang asked her coldly.

"I only know that it seems to have something to do with Zhao Pu's knife..." The ghost hand replied, "I know so much!"

Zhan Zhao frowned and thought, "Knife?"

"Marquis of Xinting?" Bai Yutang saw Zhan Zhao - Zhao Pu's sword was the Marquis of Xinting sword. It was extremely heavy and had an astonishing lethality, but what does that knife have to do with Huang Yuanwai? It is said that the sword was used by Mr. Zhang San that year. It was killed too much, and the demonic energy was very strong. It seemed that only Zhao Pu could calm him down.

However, why did Mr. Huang, a man who weaved and sold cloth, have something to do with Zhao Pu’s Xinting Hou?

"Where is Zhao Pu people?" Tianzun asked Zhan Zhaohe Bai Yutang.

Now everyone should be looking for Aunt Qing separately...

Zhan Zhao was upset when he thought of Aunt Qing.

The Heavenly Lord signaled the two to rescue Zhao Pu first. After he packed up the ghost hands, he found Aunt Qing and took it back to Kaifeng Mansion.

Zhan Zhaohe Bai Yutang quickly returned to Kaifeng Prefecture.

As soon as the two left, the Tianzun glanced at the ghost hand again.

The ghost hand crawled on the ground and begged for mercy, "God Lord, please spare me..."

The Heavenly Lord didn't even look at her, "Give me a reason to spare you."

"I...I won't harm others anymore!" The ghost hand trembled.

"Then how do you calculate the people you have harmed before?"

"I haven't hurt many people..."

Before the ghost hand could finish his words, Tianzun shook his head, raised his hand and slapped her forehead, "What are the thirty-six constellations, the wrong way."

As soon as she finished speaking, she lie on the ground with a gurgling sound, but she was not dead... But her body changed rapidly, as if she had suddenly become old, her face turned gray and her skin wrinkled.

The remaining apprentices looked at each other.

Tianzun looked around everyone, "If you don't want to be like her, you'll ruin your martial arts and live a normal life."

After saying that... the Heavenly Lord disappeared.

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang ran back all the way, but couldn't wait to go back to Kaifeng Mansion, so he threw the arrows used for contact to go to the sky.

Kaifeng Mansion.

The little Sizi lay down by the window and looked at the dazzling fireworks in the sky, pointed to Gongsun and said, "Dad, look, the fireworks are set off!"

Gongsun leaned over and took a look, breathing a sigh of relief. Maybe Zhan Zhao and the others had found Yao Susu... He had been leaping his right eyelid since he had just started. He couldn't concentrate after sitting for so long. His mind was full of Zhao Pu's hooligan. I wonder if he would encounter danger.

Zhan Zhaohe Bai Yutang ran to the city gate, and everyone from all sides rushed over.

Mr. Yin squatted on the city gate, looked down, and asked Zhan Zhao, "Where is your Aunt Qing?"

"I have found it, the Heavenly Lord has gone to save people." Zhan Zhaobian looked out, "Where is Zhao Pu!"

Mr. Yin was stunned and jumped down, "Zhao Pu?"

At this time, Ouyang Shaozheng and Zou Liang also came, and Kaifeng Prefecture, who were looking for people, ran back when they saw the contact signal... Only Zhao Pu and Hong Jiuniang were missing.

Zhan Zhao was anxious when he saw that Zhao Pu was not here.

Ouyang asked what happened, and Bai Yutang briefly explained the matter.

Ouyang scratched his head, "What is the relationship between Xinting Hou and selling cloth?"

"Wake up knife..."

Zou Liang, who has always been hard to open his mouth, suddenly opened his mouth and said two words.

"Wake up?" Zhan Zhao wondered, except for the few who followed Zhao Pu, no one else had seen Zhao Pu really use Xinting Hou to fight. To be honest, the alleys in Kaifeng Prefecture are so narrow that Xinting Hou may not be able to open it.

"Oh!" Ouyang stomped his feet, "Yes!"

"What's the situation?" Zhan Zhao asked him to explain it clearly.

"The prince basically uses Xinting Hou when he deals with strong enemies or wants to solve the problem as soon as possible," Ouyang explained. "Xinting Hou's sword has a weird temper. He usually pretends to be dead and insists on waking up the sword."

"Does the awakening knife use blood?" Bai Yutang is also good at using swords. He has some experience in this area. Most demon swords are bloodthirsty. The only thing that can make the knife quiet and obedient is the master's blood.

"The sword is extremely bloodthirsty. Once the killing starts, he has to drink enough before he can stop. So every time the prince uses the sword, he will wake it up with a little blood and it will be honest and obedient."

"Wouldn't that be a lot of blood every time?" Zhan Zhao frowned.

"A little blood is enough for the awakening knife. There is a gap at the end of the knife handle and the blade body. It is very sharp and thin. You will get blood with a light touch. The prince is used to it. Besides, he has only had a few surgeries a year, and there is no big battle to fight!"

"What's the relationship between Xingdao and Mr. Huang?" Bai Yutang asked the key point.

"The prince is wrapped in the hilt of the knife with black water yarn." Zou Liang frowned and began to speak smoothly and quickly. "Once the knife wakes up, there will be injuries on the prince's fingers. Every time the blood is rubbed on the hilt, it will be wiped on the hilt, so the black hilt of the hilt is often changed to the hilt."

"Where did those black veils come from?" asked Yin Hou.

"It was all prepared by the Imperial Concubine for him. They were all expensive medicinal gauze. When dyeing the gauze, they put in golden sore medicine and some bleeding-resisting medicine..."

"Didn't those yarns be bought from Mr. Huang's house?" Zhan Zhao was also surprised, "When did Zhao Pu change the knife yarn?"

"The people from the royal family have just sent a new one this morning. The prince sat in the room for a while." Ouyang frowned, "When he thought about it, he liked to wear the sword yarn on his own."

Everyone looked at each other.

Mr. Yin’s face was not very good at this time, “Go and look for it now!”

Everyone was about to part, and the Marquis of Yin called Zhan Zhao, "Zhao, go to Kaifeng Prefecture to find Gongsun."

Zhan Zhao was stunned.

Mr. Yin reminded, "After we find Zhao Pu, if he has already used a knife, we will send a contact signal, and you will bring Gongsun immediately!"

Zhan Zhao nodded and hurried to Kaifeng Prefecture.

The Yin Hou and others dispersed to look for Zhao Pu.

And where is Zhao Pu at this time?

In a valley on the east side of Kaifeng Prefecture, Zhao Pu frowned and looked at the people surrounding him.

Ziying and Zheying stood behind him.

Just now, the three of them looked to the east, and suddenly they saw a few black shadows sneaking. I don’t know if they were intentionally attracting them or accidentally revealing their legs, but the three of them still chased after them.

Sure enough, when I arrived at the valley, I was surrounded by men in black from the inner and outer three layers.

Ziying and Zheying looked at each other - ambush?

Zhao Pu touched his chin and thought about it, as if he had thought of something, but seemed to be in a daze.

"Prince." Zhu Ying asked in a low voice, "War or leave?"

Zhao Pu thought about it, suddenly laughed, and reached out to make a move to Ziying.

Ziying and Zheying both understood it and stepped aside. Ziying bowed her back and untied the silk ribbon tied to her chest, sending the huge Xinting Hou behind her out of the black cloth bag.

Zhao Pu reached out to catch it, and stopped Zhu Ying who was about to throw the contact arrow into the sky, "I'll play for a while before talking."

Ziying and Zheying were quite helpless and had to stand aside and wait. Zhao Pu might not have been in battle for a long time and his hands were itchy.

The group of men in black pulled out their weapons, and it seemed that the visitors were not good, and they were planning to fight to the death with Zhao Pu.

Zhao Pu inserted the Marquis of Xinting on the sand in front of him. Through the arc between the handle of the knife and the blade, he saw hundreds of men in black opposite him. He sneered, "It's just a few hundred... The plan is good, but I'm lucky and lucky, and I have a god-like man to protect you.

Then, Zhao Pu raised his hand and gently slid his fingers through the sharpness of the gap between the hilt and the blade. A drop of blood slid down quickly with the groove of the blade.... Xinting Hou, who had been silent, suddenly looked like an awakened beast, as if he was breathing. At first glance, the heavy and lifeless sabre instantly became bloodthirsty and dangerous.

Zhao Pu slowly slid his fingers over the hilt of the knife... and wiped the blood and clenched the knife.

When everyone on the other side seemed to be relieved, Zhao Pu raised the corner of his mouth, as if he was talking to the knife, "I haven't drunk for a long time, I'll let you have a good drink today."

As he finished speaking, Ziying and Zhuying instantly jumped onto the tall tree in the distance and climbed onto the branches to look.

Ziying suddenly touched her chin and asked Zheying, "Do you think it's strange that the prince's Xinting Hou is today?"

"That's right, don't you lose your temper!" Zheying shook her head.

Below, Zhao Pu has already fought with the man in black.

The black sword light wrapped around Zhao Pu, and everywhere he went, there was killing. The men in black could not get close to him, but those who might be dead soldiers came to feed Zhao Pu one after another.

Because Xinting Hou woke up from the sword, the sword was still relatively restrained in the battle, and there was no killing a large number of them.

"Aren't those people afraid of death?" Zhu Ying touched her chin and carefully observed the surroundings, "Is there any other trick that has not been used?"

"Yes." Ziying nodded, "There are only a few hundred people here, and it's not enough for the prince to kill. Who doesn't know if he is in the hands of the Xinting Marquis, and if there are any war horses that can be killed for days and nights. Not to mention hundreds, tens of thousands of troops are not enough for him to cut... Who is so stupid to use this kind of siege strategy?"

"Yo."

The two were talking, and a voice came from behind.

The two of them were shocked and turned around and saw a red figure approaching.

Hong Jiuniang put her shoulders on both sides and said with a smile, "That's Zhao Pu's Xinting Marquis, so majestic!"
To be continued...