Chapter 490 - The Dungeon of the Royal Mansion (1/2)

Chapter 490: The Dungeon of the Royal Mansion

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The dungeon of Ruyang Mansion did have tight defenses!

It would be a very difficult quest for a person to invade the dungeon and free the prisoners without alerting anyone Zhang Wuji and Zhou Zhiruo’s appearance helped Happy quite a lot

The Eighth Prince’s capture and the appearance of two elites frouards of the royal mansion into action, and most of them were afraid for their master They quickly headed to the entrance of the htly defended royal mansion had many holes in its defenses

With practically no effort and with very little tiht two ht traveling clothes near the dungeon

The people behind hihters Iron Saber and Thick Sword They were solo players who becaon Rank in Beijing

During one particularly criticalKnow-it-all, who covered their tracks, and they ed to hide from Class One Hall and the elites froe favor, and when Wandering Know-it-all asked for their help, they could be considered to be returning the favor

Whoosh!+

Whoosh!+

Wind Blowing Needle sealed voice boxes when it saw blood, and it was the necessary tool to kill a person and steal things It could alainst ment of character The techniques of his two helpers and their control over tireat, which made it unnecessary for Happy to bother with the tiny details He seized the ti and shot past two Yuan Dynasty soldiers while they fell to the ground dead and headed straight into the dungeon ahead of the others His courage and confidence caused the people who followed behind hih the scouts at the periphery had been taken care of, they did not knohat the situation was inside the dungeon If they could not get rid of the barriers straight away, they uards would surround theent and followed behind the elite whose naeon like lightning

The s that ca killed were heard

They swept their gazes over the area, and they saw that there were Yuan Dynasty soldiers already sprawled all over the hall of the dungeon Each of the Yuan Dynasty soldiers had a terrifying and thin sword slash on their chests What was even more was that they did not seem to have even drawn their weapons The dozen or so Yuan Dynasty soldiers seele attack

‘What a fast, ruthless, and accurate sword technique!’

The duo sucked in sharp breaths!

When they looked over, they saw that theKnow-it-all had found had already entered the tunnel, which was sixty-five feet away from them Two Yuan Dynasty soldiers, who had scimitars in their hands had their throats seized, and they were like chicks in the mysterious elite’s hands, Their arround as if they wanted to have theround like leather

“Look at his weapon”

Thick Sas very observant He cried out in surprise when he saw the weapon, and it was only then that Iron Saber noticed that the elite whose naloves

His Golden Gloves released a faint light in the dark prison, and their gloas very proht that remained only stopped for a little over a second before disappearing into the air

Iron Saber’s eyes stopped on the

“Third-echelon Golden Gloves This person has some money on him,” Thick Sword said with envy

The appearance of a grade one ers were like hooks, but the user could loves were made well and were extraordinarily flexible They had an astonishi+ng ripping and blocking effect, and their speed was astonishi+ng

However, it was rumored that Golden Gloves were the hardest to be refined froemasters would not dare to touch them, hence, while their price was low, no refined Golden Gloves were sold on the market

The people who had this sort of weapon could no longer be described asa lot of money!

Iron Saber frowned and whispered, “We’ll talk later Let’s focus on the quest first”

Then, he tapped against the ground and chased after the mysterious elite

There were not eon, but the people who heard the sound still quickly became alert and came over

“Someone is here to free the prisoners!”

Four Yuan Dynasty soldiers shot out froeon They drew their scihty and low voice behind then man with a lot of tiny braids ca His profound and cold eyes were cast on Happy’s face, and his tone was chilling “He’s mine”

‘A’san!’

The person who ca the prisoners in the dungeon