Chapter 160: Kill Zhou Mei Again A party was taking place in the attic. The third prince had a flushed face as he leaned sideways on the warm couch, with several beauties nestling beside him, each of them in disheveled clothes, serving him with seductive eyes. "Gentlemen, drink!" The third prince raised the wine glass in his hand and shouted to the guests and servants. Below the stage, standing on both sides were a dozen practitioners offering sacrifices. This shows that the Third Prince's subordinates are also quite powerful. This banquet was obviously a customary practice of the Third Prince's Mansion, used to win people's hearts. However, it was obvious that the third prince had no special source of intelligence and was unaware that the crown prince and the second prince were already dead. Otherwise he wouldn't be so calm. The third prince drank the wine in his glass and then casually looked at the singing and dancing on the stage.

As a prince, the dancers who can appear at such a banquet will naturally not be ordinary women, and each of them is extremely charming. A dozen beauties gathered together like petals, and then waved their sleeves backwards, like blooming flowers. In the center of the flower is a woman wearing a long red dress with a veil on her face. This woman was not like the other dancers, who were wearing charming and seductive translucent gauze skirts. Her red skirt was extremely conservative, revealing almost nothing except a pair of hands and half of her face. The third prince was not particularly impressed. He was also an old hand in the world of women and naturally would not be attracted by such little thoughts. But immediately, the third prince was stunned. Because the woman in the red dress who was leading the dance looked into the eyes of the Third Prince. There is more white in the eyes and less pupil, which is also called three-white eyes. Eyes like these give people a feeling of being easily conquered, coupled with the height difference between the Third Prince and the woman at this moment. At the moment their eyes met, the Third Prince seemed to see the woman crawling in front of him, asking for whatever he wanted. But this was not the biggest reason why the third prince was stunned. The main reason was that the pair of eyes looked too similar to someone in the third prince’s memory. "Mei'er..." The wine glass in the third prince's hand fell onto the luxurious Persian carpet at some point, and the wine spilled all over the floor. But the third prince didn't care at all. As if he was bewitched, he shook off the beauties on both sides and waved to the woman in red. When the woman saw this, although she was wearing a veil, she could still see a slight smile in her charming eyes. She waved her sleeves, and her skirt swayed and fluttered like the enchanting red spider lily. Although his feet did not move much, he flew to the stage at an extremely fast speed, only three feet away from the third prince. The equally bright red sleeves had already fallen on the face of the Third Prince.

A faint orchid-like and musk-like fragrance wafted in the air, and the Third Prince became even more dazed, because the fragrance seemed to be exactly the same as Mei'er's. Although the dancer's outfit was extremely conservative, the waist of the red skirt was very tight. The waist, which was like a willow swaying in the wind, dazzled the Third Prince. He couldn't help but stand up, without caring about anything else, and tore off the red veil on the dancer's face. The next moment, the room was full of flowers. The third prince's expression became increasingly dull, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes. "Mei'er..." He muttered to himself in a dream, his voice very soft, afraid that he had seen it wrong. That’s right, the appearance of the dancer in front of him is almost exactly the same as Zhou Mei! When did such a woman appear in my house? This doubt only stayed in the third prince's mind for a moment, and then disappeared like the best of culture. Why bother so much? The third prince thought to himself and raised his hands, wanting to hug the dancer in his arms, but immediately, the dancer smiled sweetly, spun her feet lightly, and naturally left the range of the third prince's hands. If someone else had done this, the Third Prince would have slapped them in the face, but when this woman who looked almost exactly like Zhou Mei did this, he didn't seem to get angry at all. He just watched the woman's figure spin and return to the stage. At this moment, the woman's face was also exposed to the eyes of other viewers. As her red skirt swayed and her waist twisted, she immediately attracted everyone's attention. The third prince stared closely at the red dress. A hint of dark red color dissipated along the hem of the skirt, but was not noticed by anyone, not even the practitioners present. Everyone's eyes, at least all the men's, were focused on the woman. The third prince stared at the figure almost greedily, but the next moment, his face turned gloomy. Because the woman turned around gracefully and lay in the arms of a middle-aged man, being extremely charming. And I just took the initiative to reach out to embrace her, but was dodged? Such differential treatment made the Third Prince's face darken, and a hint of scarlet bloodshot appeared in his eyes. The middle-aged practitioner who was embraced by the beauty was delighted. Of course, he saw how reluctant the Third Prince was to leave the woman, so the most appropriate thing to do at this moment was to push the woman away. After all, he was a servant of the Third Prince's Mansion and depended on the Third Prince for his livelihood. Compared with a beauty and a lord who has the hope of ascending the throne, the latter is obviously more important. But at this moment, the middle-aged practitioner had no reason to let go of the beauty. The gaze from that pair of eyes with three white dots on their backs gave off such an obvious desire to conquer that it satisfied the middle-aged man's vanity to a great extent.

The woman that the Third Prince had been longing for but could not get, now took the initiative to snuggle in my arms! "Bang bang..." Amid the sounds of drums, music and stringed instruments, the dull sound of the Third Prince gritting his teeth did not attract anyone's attention. The middle-aged practitioner did not hear it either, but easily put his arms around the waist of the woman in the red dress in his arms, feeling the warmth and fragrance, and his mind was involuntarily completely immersed in it. He didn't even see the Third Prince walking towards him. "Snapped!" A loud slap interrupted the music and the dance. Everyone looked over. The third prince raised his hands high, his face was extremely cold and his eyes were bloodshot. "You are just a pet dog of my Highness, and you dare to covet my woman?" "court death!" The third prince did not cover up at all, nor did he give the cultivator the slightest face. On normal days, even if these practitioners did something outrageous, as long as they did not touch the bottom line of the Third Prince, he would not be angry at all. At least that's the case on the surface. But now, the third prince spoke out his truest thoughts and even put them into action, giving the other party a big slap in the face. The cultivator was also stunned. He could not have imagined that the Third Prince would actually act so directly. For a moment, he did not know how to respond. However, the third prince did not give up. Seeing that the cultivator was still hugging the woman in the red dress, he picked up the meat-cutting knife on the table and stabbed him! "Puchi!" The sharp blade of the palm-sized knife completely penetrated the practitioner's neck, and blood immediately flowed out! However, even though blood was seen at this moment, the people around did not take any action. Instead, they just watched with a smile. Including other practitioners, they all seemed to be spectators who had nothing to do with the matter! And if you look closely, you can find that there is a hint of scarlet in the eyes of all the practitioners. "Well……" The blood spurting out from the middle-aged practitioner's neck splashed onto the face of the woman in the red dress. The woman stretched out her scarlet tongue and licked the blood at the corner of her lips. There was a hint of intoxication in the woman's eyes; she really enjoyed the feeling of controlling people's hearts. "Teng!" The cultivator who was stabbed in the neck by the third prince finally reacted. It was a fatal injury for a mortal, but for a cultivator, it was not a serious injury. The middle-aged practitioner stood up, the scarlet in his eyes becoming more intense. "How dare a mortal treat me like this?!" The middle-aged practitioner roared, raised his hands and formed a Dharma seal with his hands. He completely threw the rule that practitioners cannot attack mortals to the back of his mind, and didn't even care that the Third Prince in front of him was his lord.

He only felt that he was humiliated, and most importantly, he lost face in front of the beauty! "laugh!" As the magic power surged, the spell suddenly took shape and was about to fall on the third prince. If the Third Prince, a mortal, was hit by this attack, no, even if he was just hit by the aftermath, he would be in danger of death. The third prince is not an ordinary mortal. As a prince, he naturally carries the blessing and care of the emperor's dragon energy. Logically speaking, even for a veteran Taoist master like him, it would not be an easy task to attack a prince, even if he really wanted to kill him. The key is the blessing of the emperor's dragon energy. But at this moment, for some reason, although the Third Prince was clearly facing a fatal threat from the cultivator, the Emperor's Dragon Qi bestowed on the Third Prince did not react at all! "Om..." At this moment, the magic in the practitioner's hand suddenly dissipated. It wasn't his own will, but... Black Qi, so dark that not even a bit of light could penetrate it, had spread throughout the main hall at some point in time. This black energy is not evil, but it carries an extremely strong murderous aura. The extremely fierce evil spirit pressed down and directly crushed the spell prepared by the middle-aged practitioner. The expression of the woman in the red dress froze. She felt extremely cold. Her whole body was focused by the evil spirit and she dared not move at all. She had a hunch that as long as she made the slightest movement, the owner of this evil spirit would suppress her without any hesitation. Not only her, but everyone present didn't dare to move at all. The practitioners who were originally immersed in the hidden dark red energy woke up under the stimulation of this evil spirit. Looking at the scene happening before them, all the practitioners were on high alert. But he dared not act rashly. "tread……" The crisp footsteps are so eye-catching. Except for the woman in the red dress, who was the focus of the evil spirit and dared not move at all, everyone else looked over. A young man wearing a green and white Bagua Taoist robe walked in. On the inside of the hem of the robe, golden lines could be vaguely seen. The young Taoist held a scarlet magic sword in his hand, and his eyes shone with black and gold light. The divine light escaped and flowed along the corners of his eyes, leaving two bands of light. "All outsiders, please retreat." As the young Taoist priest spoke, the practitioners present felt the pressure on their bodies lighten, but the evil spirit still existed, lingering in everyone's heart for a long time. "Black Law Mage..." A practitioner from an orthodox and righteous background recognized the root of the evil spirit and asked through gritted teeth: "What do you want to do to Your Highness!" "Don't get me wrong, I'm not here for your Highness. You can take him away." Jiang Lin glanced at the practitioner who was speaking and spoke calmly.

Hearing this, the cultivator felt relieved. Unless it was absolutely necessary, he really didn't want to be an enemy of a Black Law Mage. He tentatively walked to the side of the Third Prince who seemed to be distracted, and exchanged glances with the Taoist youth. Seeing that the other party did not react, he did not have time to think about anything else and left the hall with the Third Prince. Upon seeing this, the other practitioners also scattered like birds and beasts, surrounding the Third Prince and leaving. Some of them were kind-hearted and took the dancers who had already fainted away with them. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that this Black Law Mage, who had recently become "famous" in Kyoto, did not seem to come for the Third Prince. But... For a moment, in the entire hall, except for the middle-aged practitioner who was stabbed in the neck and still standing stiffly in place, the only person left was the woman in the red dress standing next to the middle-aged practitioner. The woman in the red dress was completely enveloped by the evil spirit of the Black Law, and her body could not move at all, but the charm she had used before still existed. "What are you going to do to my woman!" The middle-aged practitioner's eyes were bloodshot and there was a small knife stuck in his neck. Although this is not considered a serious injury for practitioners, it still needs to be dealt with in a timely manner. After all, practitioners in the human world are still mortals. But this middle-aged practitioner didn't care about his injuries at all. Instead, he stood in front of the woman in the red dress regardless of everything. "Imperial decree..." "Zheng!" The middle-aged man's mantra had just begun when he was interrupted by a flash of sword light. As the scarlet sword flashed, the middle-aged cultivator's head was cut off cleanly. Jiang Lin put down the scarlet magic sword in his hand without even looking at the middle-aged cultivator whose body was torn apart. Originally, this middle-aged cultivator's crime did not deserve the death penalty, after all, he was just bewitched, but this guy was not a righteous cultivator. That evil aura could not be hidden from Jiang Lin's eyes. The tributes recruited by the Third Prince were somewhat desperate. After doing all this, Jiang Lin looked at the woman in the red dress who had her back to him. "Master, long time no see." The woman in the red dress turned around, and her face was exactly the same as Zhou Mei's. In other words, this is Zhou Mei. Zhou Mei looked at the young Taoist in front of her, her eyes already filled with charm, as if water was about to drip out of them. The love in those eyes was not fake, or rather, it was the core of Asura's charm. To confuse others, you must first confuse yourself. "Do you know that I miss you like crazy?" With tears in her eyes, Zhou Mei walked towards the young Taoist unconsciously, raised her arm and wanted to touch the other's cheek.

"Zheng!" The bright red sword light interrupted her movements. At the same time, it also fell on Zhou Mei's neck. The sharp sword power burst out! (End of this chapter)