C73 Must Seek Death

Ling Hao did not continue to think about punishing him, and thought to himself: "This man is the Qi King, if the commotion is too great, Li Long Jin would definitely come and unavoidably cause trouble, and I am wearing a conical hat to prevent others from finding out my identity, so I might as well just leave, to save myself a lot of trouble."

"Miss, come with me."

"What's your name?"

The thin girl looked at the bamboo hat man in front of her and said, "I'm Guo Lian, where is the young master taking me?"

Ling Hao looked at her and said: "Leave this place, I will bring you to Psionic Flame Clan."

As for where Psionic Flame Clan was, Guo Lian didn't think too much about it. The man in front of her spoke clearly, which showed that he was extraordinary. He was the only one willing to pay to help her out when the others were standing around watching.

Guo Lian's parents had both died and she didn't have any distant relatives or close relatives, so she naturally felt a bit warm inside.

Ling Hao brought her and left, but then he heard a voice coming from behind him.

"This King didn't let you leave. You dare to leave?"

When the Qi King saw that the bamboo hat man had completely ignored him, he couldn't help but feel infuriated. Beating his own son to the ground, if he didn't seek justice, where would the dignity of the Qi King go?

Ling Hao stopped and did not look back.

"What do you want?"

The Qi King sneered and pointed at Ling Hao.

"Someone, escort him to the prince's mansion!"

The group of armored guards behind the Qi King all rushed towards Ling Hao.

The two guards at the front touched Ling Hao's shoulder.

However, there was a burst of elasticity that sent the young men flying a few dozen feet away.

The Qi King was shocked, his guards were all True Yang Realm cultivators, in the Second Sky.

Could it be an expert?

No matter how he thought about it, so what if he was an expert? This was the capital, under the feet of the Emperor. Even if he stirred up some trouble, he still had that imperial brother to support him.

His royal brother was the current Emperor, Li Long Jin.

However, the Prince of Qi never expected that his royal brother would be sweating so badly that the palace maid would drive him here.

At the corner of the street, rows of guards were following behind a golden carriage.

The carriage moved extremely fast.

Li Longjin who was in the carriage sweated profusely, when he heard the report of the spy in the palace, he had a dispute with a man wearing a bamboo hat. Hearing this, Li Longjin thought that it must be Ling Hao, if he truly angered this expert, in a moment, the sky in the capital would change.

It was true that the imperial power was strong, but it was only in the ordinary world. People like Ling Hao had long broken away from the many rules.

At the same time, the number of spectators at the corner of the street gradually increased.

Many people were worried for this bamboo hat man. After all, the Qi King was a prince.

Everyone treated him like an ordinary person.

Some people also felt that the bamboo hat man was simply asking for trouble.

Guo Lian didn't think that something like this would happen because of her. Her expression was ugly, and struggle could be seen in her eyes.

He thought to himself, "For the sake of me, Young Master, you can go against the father and son of the Qi King. How can I let him be in danger?"

"Your Highness, this humble daughter of mine is guilty and ungrateful for rejecting the Crown Prince. May Your Highness take one of me and not harm this young master."

"Hmph, you slut, now you know fear? I'll take you home and take care of you! " A guard held onto Heir Qi with a dark expression.

Guo Lian's heart ached, and she found herself unable to control herself.

But he couldn't endanger this kind young master.

Ling Hao's eyes were cold. He had been patient again and again, but it was because he did not want others to recognize him.

"Did you hear that? "My son wants you to do whatever he wants you to do. Also, you have to die too."

The Qi King spoke confidently.

"Everyone attack together and escort him back to the manor!"

After returning to the manor, he would suffer all sorts of torture.

Ling Hao sighed slightly and took out the Netherworld Sword from the Cosmic Bag.

He took off the bamboo hat.

A streak of sword-light flashed past.

The dozen or so guards felt as if their bodies had been immobilized.

When King Qi looked over, he saw a line of blood on their necks.

Moments later, the dozen or so people fell to the ground in unison, their jaws dropped.

The Qi King was shocked, and his heart began to thump wildly.

The crowd was in an uproar.

Then, the crowd dispersed. Only god knows if white-clothed youth would kill someone in his berserk state.

Only those who were paying attention to white-clothed youth had their faces filled with suspicion.