Portable Space: The Peasant Princess

"Young Master Lu seems to feel 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, except for 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 troublesome once they break out.

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

The corners of Murong Hua's lips raised 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 when he returned triumphantly and accepted everyone's congratulations and praise, he could only watch silently from the sidelines. He was obviously jealous and mad in his heart, but on the surface he still had to show that he was honored.

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 the world 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's steps forward paused slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

What Murong Bai wanted was the lives of Gu Panxia and Lu Yuan, but what he wanted was the world of Da Zhou.

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

Thinking of this, he felt relieved, raised his eyes to look at Lu Yuan, smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, Young Master Lu, this is the third prince's matter and has nothing to do with this prince."

Gu Panxia focused her 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 fist 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 he saw him again, he looked like a human being or a ghost.

"Someone, capture these two people!"

Murong Hua waved his hand and signaled for Lu Yuan and Gu Panxia to be taken down.

"Who dares?"

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

"Miss Gu, it's best not to struggle, otherwise..."

As Murong Hua spoke, he 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.

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 the alliance leader, otherwise..."

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

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

Murong Hua's eyes widened and he looked at her in disbelief. He wanted to say something, but Gu Panxia's neck was tightened and he couldn't 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 was so powerful.