Chapter 400: How Ever Dusty Ever Deceived You

Hua Shuyue, Xiu Ze, Hong Ye and other people with strong internal forces also came out frequently, and in an instant, the high wall in front of everyone that was isolated from the outside world was shattered into rubble. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The smoke and dust were billowing and in the haze, but I saw a purple python robe with a wind and dust folding fan in his hand and smiled elegantly. He rode on a white horse, pure white, more and more reflecting the demonic darkness brought by the purple, as if he had become a demonized god and could no longer be redeemed!

Feng Jiechen didn't seem surprised by their wall-breaking killing, raised his hand, and pressed the folding fan hard in the air.

At this time, the dust generated by the collapse of the wall gradually dissipated, and with the code given by his action, Ru Huan and the others clearly saw that behind Feng Jiechen, in the hands of a row of Yaksha killers, each raised a huge spray gun!

When Ru Huan was captured, she had seen this spray gun that was like the fire brigade used to extinguish fires, and what was sprayed out of it at that time was not water, but drug, so today, what kind of horror will this demon's muzzle spew out?

"Wind and dust? Or the crown prince? Are you going to break up with me today? Xiu Ze took a step forward, his beautiful face was not half afraid, but showed the murderous anger that Ru Huan had seen a few times, it was the Shura King from hell.

"Ninth Brother doesn't know why I like the name Feng Jiechen, right? For this reason, I just want to tell you one person. ā€

Feng Jiechen lowered his head and smiled lightly when he said this, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of affection, like an orchid poking out of its stamen but waiting to be released, even in the Shura field where these two armies were fighting, it also made the soldiers around feel a spring water!

"I don't have time to listen to your story, are you planning to fight to the death with us, or ......" Ru Huan's heart turned sharply about how to get out, but in the face of dozens of spray guns spraying drugs, she was at a loss for a while.

"Huh? How? Juechen won't be so unrighteous, aren't we good friends? Unexpectedly, Feng Jiechen took the initiative to say with a humble demeanor: "Although my father ordered the ninth brother and the playboy to be killed, one is the younger brother who grew up with Jiechen since childhood, and the other is a relative born from the same father as Jiechen, how can Jiechen be so ruthless?" Juechen will let you out of the Drunken Immortal Garden, as long as you leave the remnant sound jade flute to bring Jiechen back to life. ā€

"Miss Ru Huan, how can you believe what such a sinister and cunning person said!" The lone shadow glared at him hatefully, and he couldn't control the hatred in his heart and couldn't help but stop it.

Zhiqiu's gaze didn't leave Feng Jiechen's elegant face for a moment, and at this moment, when he heard Duying slandering him, he couldn't help but scold: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has promised to let us go, why are you making trouble?" ā€

"Miss Zhiqiu is really sensible, and she is worthy of being a girl trained by Ru Huan. Ru Huan, you know, Juechen won't hurt you, so as long as the jade flute goes back to make a difference. ā€

By this time, the five groups of men and horses in the vicinity had already stopped fighting, and the Yaksha Killers had joined the men and horses led by Wind Absolute Dust, and dozens of imperial guards were also standing with them.

Feng Jiechen saw the doubt in Ru Huan's eyes, and suddenly stretched out his hand and made a gesture.

Xiu Ze and the others thought that he was going to sneak attack, and they were just about to attack, but they saw that the Yaksha killer was stabbing and fell, and in an instant, dozens of imperial guards were cut to the ground!

Because the Yaksha killer was a sudden attack, even the martial arts of the imperial guards were not weak, but they didn't expect that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would order the emperor's people to be killed, so they were caught off guard. One of the seriously injured guards even pointed at Feng Jiechen and said angrily: "The prince killed people in order to win the trust of the Hades King, and this kind of deception of the emperor ......"

Before he could finish speaking, the folding fan in his hand had already galloped out towards the guard, and the wooden fan handle was like a sharp blade, piercing straight into the eye and penetrating the brain!

The guard's body fell suddenly, and he must not have heard Feng Jiechen's answer as gentle as water.

"There will be punishment for saying the wrong thing! This palace is not to win the trust of the Hades, but to make Huan'er happy. ā€

Such a brutal killing method is in stark contrast to the diametrically opposed soft voice, such a bloody scene makes everyone present clearly understand the meaning of the word "creepy"!

Even Ru Huan felt a chill down her spine, she couldn't help but hug her arms in front of her chest, and her voice trembled a little: "You...... Kill the emperor's imperial guards......"

"Jiechen has already killed his father's people, so you still don't trust Jiechen?" Feng Jiechen's face showed obvious disappointment and loneliness, if this was acting, then he must be at the level of a super actor.

Ru Huan turned his head and exchanged glances with Xiu Ze, Hua Shuyue and others, and several of them were hesitating, but they saw Yulin Piaorou putting one hand on Ru Huan's shoulder and shouted happily: "Since the eighth brother is on our side, what are you worried about, master?" That's it! Give him the remnant jade flute, and let us go. ā€

"The princess is also going to leave the imperial capital with Ru Huan?" Ru Huan was extremely surprised, she originally planned to send someone to send the princess back to the palace after she escaped.

"Rou'er naturally has to follow the master! And also...... The horse ......" Yulin Piaorou said, ignoring the hundreds of pairs of eyes around her, reaching out to curl her hair and wrap it around her fingers, and at the same time releasing radio waves to the lone shadow flying eye, so that the immobile body actually made a twisting and pinching posture, so that the soldiers of the Three Kingdoms actually had a synchronous experience: spicy eyes!

At such a critical juncture, Ru Huan couldn't take care of it: "If the princess wants to follow, follow it." After agreeing to Yulin Piaorou, she raised her eyes and stared at Feng Jiechen, and said word by word: "I hope you won't lie to me." ā€

"From the day we met, how could Jechen have ever lied to you?" As soon as these words came out, a look of grievance appeared on Feng Jiechen's face.

Indeed, strictly speaking, Feng Jiechen only concealed some things about Ru Huan, and did not really deceive her with lies.

Thinking about it like this, Ru Huan also relaxed a little.

She looked back at Xiu Ze and the others, and finally nodded: "Okay, the remnant sound jade flute is for you, you let us go." ā€

Feng Jiechen raised a kind and gentle smile again: "The remnant sound jade flute stays, and Jiechen will definitely let you leave the Drunken Immortal Garden." ā€

Ru Huan exhaled lightly, and then glanced at the south remnant. Even if Nan Remnant Yin was not very willing, there was really no other way at present, so he had to raise his sleeves, and the remnant sound jade flute flew smoothly towards the wind and dust with the palm wind.

Feng Jiechen saw the flute flying and reached out to take it, but the moment his fingertips touched the jade flute, he felt that the wind pressure suddenly increased, and it was Nan Yanyin's heart that was displeased, so he used ingenuity when throwing. Fortunately, Feng Jiechen's internal strength was not weak, he hurriedly leaned back to avoid the sudden increase in internal breath, and then waved his sleeves to catch the remnant sound jade flute.

Nan Remnant secretly made a bad but pretended to be surprised: "Huh? Is this the crown prince of the Holy Realm interested in pretending to be a play, what kind of drama is he performing? ā€

A touch of murderous intent flashed in the amber eyes of the wind and dust, but the light disappeared in an instant, he just looked down at the jade flute in his hand, and didn't seem to hear Nan Yanyin's ridicule but ordered in a deep voice: "Let go!" ā€