The commander of the Forbidden Army was killed, and the corpse was exposed on the imperial city tower. This is not a trivial matter. It is related to the majesty of the royal family. King Yan was furious, and passed the imperial decree. The murderer must be caught to show the royal majesty!
The entire imperial city, the streets and alleys, are all covered with imperial list notices, wanted for the war spirits of traitors!
"The war spirits of treason criminals, collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country, betraying their lives for the enemy country, becoming a running dog, killing Zhongliang, provoking the royal family, crueling the common people, such criminals, the world is difficult to tolerate, if there is a discoverer, the report is meritorious..."
Many people watched around the emperor list notice. There was still a portrait of this war soul on the emperor list, but that was what it looked like in the past, but now it has become a lot more vicissitudes of life, without the heroism of the past.
"Unexpectedly, the prestigious General Marshal would collaborate with the enemy and betray the country! I heard that the General Marshal of Yanziling was killed by him, and now he has killed the commander of the Forbidden Army. He is trying to provoke the royal family? Will we destroy Beiyan?"
"Such a person is too hateful, and he can never be allowed to survive! Otherwise, we will all be ruined!" Someone filled the crowd with righteous indignation.
"Yes, we must find him and behead him!" With one person taking the lead, the other people also shouted, without any independent opinions.
Ye Chen and the battle soul were in the crowd, with cloaks, no one could see their true colors.
The two looked at the crowd filled with righteous indignation, both with anger. After they walked out of the crowd, the anger of the fighting spirit became more intense, and they wanted to immediately kill the person who framed him.
"These people don't know the truth and are easily provoked. Now we are very passive and should not stay in the imperial city." Ye Chen said.
The soul of the war said: "I can't leave now, there are still people who haven't killed!"
"Xiangguo?" Ye Chen understood the thoughts of Battle Soul very well.
"Yes, I can't kill King Yanwu now, I can still kill Xiangguo!" Zhanhun said coldly.
Ye Chen said, "Well, before we leave, we will collect all the debts we can collect!"
The two agreed, and during the day they quietly entered the former residence of the Soul of War and stayed there, waiting for the arrival of night.
It was late at night, and the Xiangguo Mansion was still brightly lit, and there were many patrolling guards coming and going, guarded.
Perhaps it was because of Jun Tianya that Xiangguo felt danger, the guards of Xiangguo Mansion increased a lot, the number of patrols also increased a lot, and they kept patrolling around the clock.
In a luxurious house, a man over half a hundred years old paced back and forth in the room. He couldn't fall asleep, and he felt a sense of unease in his heart, always feeling that something would happen tonight.
"Master, it's so late, why aren't you going to bed? The slaves are all sleepy..." said a woman under twenty-five years old, lying on the bed enchantingly in light gauze.
This man is Beiyan's Xiangguo, Yu Nanshan!
Yu Nanshan is not in the mood to spoil the woman now, watching the woman dressed like this, he would have rushed forward, and now he is in no mood at all, looking upset.
"If you want to sleep, go to bed, get out if you don't sleep!" Yu Nanshan yelled at the woman.
The woman is also a person who knows how to look at her face. Knowing that Yu Nanshan is in a bad mood, she no longer talks about it. She lay down and fell asleep.
At this time, a gust of wind blew and opened the window of the room. Yu Nanshan was shocked and sweated, feeling that someone had entered the room.
He just wanted to open his mouth and shout, only to feel a chill in his neck, a sword glowing with cold was placed on his neck, making his whole body stiff, and he swallowed everything that came to his mouth.
"You... Are you a war spirit?" Yu Nanshan didn't dare to look back, his eyes trembling with horror.
"Who?" The woman just got up, burst out with a breath, stunned the woman.
"Yu Nanshan, you are the North Yanxiang country, but you don’t care about the safety of your country. When I charged into battle, you framed me, humiliated me, and killed my family. You should pay this account today!" The soul of the war has a cold voice and appeared. In front of Nanshan.
The slaughter gas enveloped Yu Nanshan, and Yu Nanshan was about to weaken.
Although he is a Xiang Nation, he only has the strength of the sixth floor of the Foundation Realm. He can get to this position not by strength, but also by the wisdom of talent.
Now, in front of the battle spirit, Yu Nanshan no longer has the ability to resist, and his entire face is extremely pale.
"War soul... It's all my fault, please let me go..." Yu Nanshan begged, kneeling on the ground.
"Apart from you and King Yan Wu, who else was involved in this matter?" Zhan Soul asked coldly.
Yu Nanshan quickly said: "There is also Zuo Sima Xu Chang, Dongting General Li Tianchao!"
When the battle spirit heard these two names, his eyes burst with cold light, and the blood axe slashed down. Before Yu Nanshan had time to call, his head had already been chopped off.
"Those who framed me and killed my family members, my war soul swears that he will pay for it!" The war soul was cold all over, with only hatred in his eyes.
Ye Chen and the battle spirit came and went quietly, no matter how many guards patrolled, with the strength of those guards, they couldn't be found at all.
Soon, in Zuo Sima Xu Chang's mansion, Xu Chang knelt on the ground, and kept begging: "Marshal War Soul, it was me who was confused at the time, and I had listened to King Yan Wu's words to treat you unrighteously. Marshal War Soul is forgiving. "
"Since you have done it, you will have to pay for it!" The soul of the war was merciless, and the blood axe was cut off, and the head fell.
The night was getting deeper, and when it was five shifts, Ye Chen and the soul of the war walked out of the Dongting General's Mansion. In a room in the General's Mansion, they left a corpse and blood all over the floor.
"The remaining grudges, when we have the strength, we will report again!" The two walked on the cold street, Ye Chen patted the shoulder of the war soul.
The two left the imperial city in this way. In the morning, news came from the imperial family that Xiangguo, Zuo Sima, and General Dongting had all died in their homes.
"Damn it, hate it!" Upon the Northern Yan Dynasty, King Yan came up against the crime and yelled at him, "Send my imperial decree and search the war spirits all over the city for me. You must kill him!"
King Yanwu's face was extremely ugly, and the people who framed the Battle Soul back then are all dead except him!
Just because the battle spirit can't kill him now, when the battle spirit becomes stronger, he will definitely come back for revenge!
Now, the battle spirit is equivalent to a time bomb, and it is possible to kill King Yanwu at any time! This made King Yanwu extremely unhappy, he must find the battle soul and behead it, otherwise, he would feel uneasy.
"Your Majesty, the battle spirit may have left the imperial city. The minister is willing to take people to chase and kill him, and he must bring back the first level of the battle spirit." King Yanwu asked for his order. He must take the initiative to attack, otherwise he would be too passive.