1665 Isn't It Our Wedding Today?

The king, who was loyally guarded by himself, was extremely selfish, and he could slaughter hundreds of thousands of people for his own selfishness, and the justice he thought he thought was all fake.

The person he loves doesn't love himself, and at the wedding banquet, he watched his bride walk into Ji Baimo's arms, and that man can always be like this, easily getting what he can't ask for.

All of this is false, but it is just his own imagination.

Mu Fan wanted to laugh for no reason, laughed at his ridiculousness, insisted on something from childhood to adulthood, and got nothing in the end.

His eyes were gloomy, just looking at the dying and struggling king on the ground, pursing his thin lips shallowly, giving people a very cold feeling.

"Mu Fan, are you already stunned! Do you know what you are doing at this moment!" Suddenly, at this time, from behind the wedding banquet, a person walked out of the Mu family's mansion, Mu Jingshan, who looked a lot older, Mu Jingshan stretched out his hand and pointed at Mu Fan, with a look of disbelief, as if looking at a stranger, is this his son who has always been obedient and has always been proud?

Mu Jingshan's voice was loud, he scolded Mu Fan angrily, looking at the king who fell to the ground, even if the king made a mistake, then he definitely couldn't let Mu Fan deal with it, their Mu family has been loyal to the monarch of the country for generations, no matter what happens, they can't do such a disobedient thing.

"I know. Mu Fan nodded, looking very calm, his face and expression were calm and self-controlled, without a sense of madness, he glanced at his father and walked in front of this king.

"This is what you taught me, to be calm and self-controlled, not to be swayed by feelings, is there anything wrong with me doing this? He slaughtered hundreds of thousands of people for his own desires, even if it is a king, it is not a pity to die, he deserves to die, and I am only carrying out this punishment, is not that what you want me to be. Mu Fan's words lagged behind, and he directly pressed the lightsaber in his hand, and stabbed it into the king's chest again, his eyes were cold, as if he was looking at a dead man.

The king's eyes widened and he pointed at Mu Fan and wanted to say something, but in the end he lowered his hand and didn't say it, covered in blood and dying.

Mu Fan looked at the big screen of the live broadcast in front of him, as if he was saying this to all the viewers of the Star Network.

"Enough, enough!" Mu Jingshan's face was pale, as if he had never felt that his son was so strange.

Mu Fan just chuckled, he dragged the blood-stained lightsaber in his hand, the beam of the lightsaber was shrinking, and the blood stained on it dripped on the ground little by little, as Mu Fan walked, the blood spread out a shallow blood-colored scar, until Yan Bai's face settled.

Compared with the disbelief of others, Yan Bai just sat upright at the stone table, staring at Mu Fan in front of him, his eyes were pure, as before.

"I can do what he can do, and I can do what he can't. Mu Fan stood in front of Yan Bai, the beam of light on the lightsaber in his hand was completely retracted, he looked at Yan Bai, his hand clenched slightly.

"You really ...... Don't you have me in your heart at all? Mu Fan's voice was difficult, pursed his lips, and raised a smile with difficulty.

"Isn't it our wedding today?"

(End of chapter)