Evil Prince Spoils the Consort in Secret - C45

“Qingyu is already dead, that woman is a cripple, there is no way she can kill Qingyu, so there might be someone left behind in the Your Lordship to protect that trash, all of you have to be careful, you must kill that woman before the people from Your Majesty arrive.”

Therefore, he’d thought that this mission would be easy, but even so, he’d always been cautious and had brought ten people with him.

However, Gan He Yang’s words caused Han Zi Mo’s eyes to light up. If it was really Mu Rong Cheng who had sent them, then it was impossible for him not to tell them about her situation, right?

Han Zi Mo looked in the direction that Gan He Yang left in, with a stamp of her feet, she chased after the seemingly weakest purple jade.

After that battle, Han Zi Mo clearly felt that her actual combat experience was insufficient. Even if her attack power was stronger and her control was lacking, she was still instantly killed. Han Zi Mo who had experience in many different games, subconsciously started to develop her combat skills.

Twenty odd minutes later, she did not choose to become invisible, but chose to first use the ground-breaking forbidden spectrum. When Zi Yu saw Han Zi Mo’s figure, a Mysticum Sanguinarum Thunb had already slowed her movements and smashed down berserk fireballs.

The purple jade that could have avoided the fireball was unable to move at all. It could only watch helplessly as fireballs rained down on its body before the flames spread throughout its body. When she tried to attack with great difficulty, Han Zi Mo had already flashed behind her, and when she couldn’t see anything, he had become invisible like a leaf.

Violet Jade was about to go crazy. She could clearly avoid the fireball, but not only was she unable to dodge it, even the hand gesture she used to launch her attack was incomparably slow.

Fortunately, she had comprehended the Water Laws. When a circle of light formed from the Water Ripples wrapped around her, Han Zi Mo’s Earth Level fireball was unable to cause her any fatal damage.

“Request for help, I have encountered an unknown attack.”

Han Zi Mo took advantage of the arrival of the large group to quickly slip away.

Under this kind of chase, it was not easy to earn points, Han Zi Mo’s heart was stuck.

As the night fell, Han Zi Mo did not know where she was. She was hungry and she did not even know what was edible in the large forest.

However, who knew what kind of wind blew that group of people. Everywhere they went, all sorts of pressure and attacks were sent out.

It was unknown if it was because those bigger trees were afraid that she would have to use the sword to stab a few holes in them. The leaves that Han Zi Mo had transformed into at that time were hanging on that tree, dripping with cold sweat.

“Master, catch a pheasant to roast it.”

Sensing that Han Zi Mo was hungry, the carburgher moved its tentacles with a face full of praises.

Of course, Han Zi Mo couldn’t tell, but she still obediently stopped moving. Since Mu Rong Cheng appeared, she had been taking good care of her three meals a day, and it had been a long time since she had a taste of hunger.

With the Mysticum Sanguinarum Thunb, catching pheasants was a piece of cake. After more than ten minutes, Han Zi Mo carried the pheasant and appeared by a river, ready to kill the chicken to pluck its feathers.

Although she did not have any seasonings, being able to eat one was enough, but very quickly, Han Zi Mo discovered that even if there were chickens, there were still a bunch of troublesome things waiting for her. First, there was no pot of boiling water to pluck their feathers, second, there was no knife to kill the chickens.

“As expected, all the TV dramas are lies.”

Han Zi Mo sighed. Looking at the Mountain Chicken in her hands that was already burping, her face was filled with dejection. At this moment, Han Zi Mo missed Mu Rong Cheng’s method of roasting the chicken very much.

Chirp ….

The sound of a sharp sword piercing through the wind sounded. Han Zi Mo used ground-breaking forbidden spectrum and quickly dodged to the side.

This scene slightly startled Wei Haijing, who was hiding in the treetops. Didn’t they say he was a waste? What was with that protective halo of earth element around her? And with her speed, she could actually dodge his arrow of light?

But without time to think, Wei Haijing once again released five arrows in a row, blocking all of Han Zi Mo’s paths.

In the next moment, Han Zi Mo suddenly disappeared, and after the arrows lost their target, they turned into streaks of gold and disappeared.

Metal Laws!

Han Zi Mo who had already turned into a seed, had a sharp light flash in her eyes as she started to counterattack.

Wei Haijing was frozen to the point that his movements were slow. Before he could even react, countless fireballs fell from the sky. Not to mention people, even the tree that the two of them came from was burnt to ashes.

“Ah, you want to barbecue human flesh? Do you want to eat carburgher?”

Han Zi Mo emerged from the ground, the corners of her lips curled up, and unknowingly, she revealed a bloodthirsty aura. Under the constant pursuit, the ruthlessness in the bottom of Han Zi Mo’s heart was slowly being stimulated.

She did not realize that Gan He Yang had already seen the scene of her killing Wei Haijing. At this moment, Gan He Yang’s face was filled with shock.

A waste with a body like that had earth-attribute fire element and water attribute rules. Moreover, why did she suddenly become invisible?

What appeared in Gan He Yang’s mind was another powerful high level rule, the spatial laws. Only cultivators who had mastered the spatial laws were able to disappear into thin air, and then reappeared out of thin air.

“What?” That trash is a cultivator of the spatial laws? ”

When he received Gan He Yang’s message, Shang Guan Qing Rou was lying comfortably on the Imperial Concubine’s collapsed bed. And under her feet, there was even a muscular man who sat with his upper body leaning on a naked fruit, feeding her a sparkling and translucent grape.

“Impossible, if that trash is a cultivator of the spatial laws, how could Han Qing Hao let her become a Sacrifice?” Shang Guan Qing Rou spat out the grapes in her mouth with a look of disbelief.