Ye Yang Linglang moved his steps and walked slowly to the railing. He silently looked at the mourning hall full of bright lights. He slowly looked up again, staring at the dark night sky full of stars. Finally he sighed long and let people listen.

I can't tell whether it's regret or sigh.

The autumn night is so deserted and empty, there is no wind in the air, and the tranquility is eerie.

A group of men in black quietly passed by the palace wall, fast and agile, and appeared to be extremely organized and disciplined. Their strong postures and alert eyes under the black scarves made this autumn night quiet.

The atmosphere in the palace was somewhat tense.

Going west, they cleverly avoided the patrolling palace guards and headed towards the prison.

There are a few more guards in the Tianlao than usual, and the family of former Prime Minister Ji Rui, who will be released tomorrow, are imprisoned inside. This group of men in black are hiding in the darkness, and they conduct a simple inspection of the guards in the Tianlao.

A slight hesitation or pause.

There are twenty guards in front, and their spell power is low, with only one or two red and orange levels. However, there is a warning bell three feet to the right of the heavenly prison. If these twenty people cannot be killed with one blow, the warning bell will sound.

, which will immediately attract the palace masters to come.

The leader's eyes flashed, and he made several gestures in succession. The ten or so men in black nodded their heads one after another, spread out, and slowly sneaked behind the guard. The leader, the man in black,

The man in clothes took a small step back, pulled out a dagger of unknown material from his black boots, and headed directly towards the warning clock.

After a short while, there was an almost inaudible roar. Ten men in black attacked at the same time, suddenly leaping out from the black shadow in the corner. It took only two or three breaths, but almost no sound was made. The twenty guards at the door

Then they all fell to the ground, with blood gurgling down their necks, dyeing the bluestone path in front of the prison red. The moment the guards fell to the ground, they all had their eyes open, with confusion on their faces. Who is it?

He took his own life so quietly.

The leader in black nodded with satisfaction. There was no accident that required him to deal with the aftermath. He waved his hand gently, and the ten men in black quietly opened the door of the prison and sneaked in one by one. In a short time, the magic power in the prison also disappeared.

Only the red-level to orange-level jailers also fell to the ground in a mess.
Chapter completed!