Chapter 623: Being calculated (3)

“Young Master Lu, it seems that he feels very sorry for your two subordinates!”

Murong Hua slowly stepped forward, with almost no expression on his face, and his words were very smooth, but it made people feel creepy for no reason.

Lu Yuan sneered, "The young prince has been hiding for so long, and finally he can't bear it anymore."

Among the three children of King Annan, apart from Murong Jian, this young prince behaved the most calmly, appearing to be indifferent to fame and wealth and ignoring the world.

But no one knows that it is people like this who are the most difficult to deal with once they break out.

I'm afraid that even King Annan doesn't understand his son's ambition.

Murong Hua raised the corners of his lips slightly, "Young Master Lu is joking. Compared to Young Master Lu, I am nothing."

Lu Yuan's strength and reputation were something he didn't have. He had to admit that he was jealous of Lu Yuan.

Every time he returned in triumph and accepted everyone's congratulations and praises, he could only watch silently from the sidelines. He was obviously jealous and mad in his heart, but on the surface he had to show that he was proud of it.

Lu Yuan suddenly chuckled, but the smile did not reach his eyes. He could only hear him say slowly: "The third prince moves very quickly, but I don't know that he instigated the Guangmen disciples to participate in the Great Zhou Royal War. I don't know." , does the head of Guangyao know?"

There are regulations in Jianghu that no sect is allowed to participate in the royal war. Anyone who violates this rule will be hunted down by other sects.

Murong Hua paused slightly as he stepped forward, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

What Murong Bai wants is the lives of Gu Panxia and Lu Yuan, but what he wants is the world of Dazhou.

As long as these two people are handed over, the rest will have nothing to do with him.

Thinking of this, he felt relieved. He looked up at Lu Yuan and smiled slightly: "Young Master Lu, don't worry, this is the third prince's matter and has nothing to do with this prince."

Gu Panxia focused his eyes on Mu Qing and Zhao Bin, and saw that they were being held captive. The injuries on their faces were very shocking, and the flesh inside could even be faintly seen turned out.

She clenched her fists slightly and looked at Murong Hua with cold eyes.

Although she has never met Mu Qing, she also knows that he is Lu Yuan's right-hand man, and Zhao Bin, she has already regarded him as her younger brother.

　　　When he left, he was still an intact and handsome young man, but when we saw him again, he looked like neither a human nor a ghost.

“Come on, take these two down!”

Murong Hua waved his hand and signaled for people to capture Lu Yuan and Gu Panxia.

“Who dares?”

Gu Panxia stepped forward and put his arms around Lu Yuan's front.

“Miss Gu, it’s best not to struggle, otherwise…”

Murong Hua said, took a few steps back, pulled Zhao Bin up, and strangled his neck with his hands.

He knew that Gu Panxia cared more about Zhao Bin than Mu Qing. After all, people will always have feelings after getting along for a long time.

The corner of Gu Panxia's lips raised slightly, "I advise the young prince that if he doesn't want to die, it's best to let him go to our leader, otherwise..."

Murong Xiang was dissatisfied and said: "Third brother, why are you talking so much nonsense to them? Hurry up and help them..."

Before Murong Xiang could say the word "Le", he saw an afterimage passing in front of his eyes. When he looked again, Gu Panxia had already supported Zhao Bin with one hand and pinched Murong Hua's neck with the other.

Murong Hua stared at her with wide eyes and looked at her in disbelief. He wanted to say something, but his neck was tightened by Gu Panxia, making him unable to say a word.

He heard Murong Bai say that Gu Panxia was very powerful. He had seen how powerful she was in the alleys, but he didn't expect that she would be so powerful.

(End of this chapter)

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