The originally bustling downtown has become deserted after the end of this conflict, the small vendors are nowhere to be found, the shops on the street are also closed one by one, and the little girl who had no intention of saving it has disappeared, presumably taken back by her family......

"Little monk, is it cold? You saved the little girl regardless of your own safety, and his family didn't even dare to say words of thanks in person, for fear of being affected by us! Mu Qiuhuang pretended to be lost.

"Amitabha, this couldn't be better...... When the Buddha cut meat to feed the eagle, where did he think about getting a pigeon in return? As long as they protect themselves, if it really affects them because of that thanks, the little monk will not be at peace. Wuxin said sincerely.

"Come on, keep being your good person! I'll have to be the wicked...... Let's go, continue to eat noodles. Mu Qiuhuang said, and returned to the noodle shop with the two.

"Uncle, will you run? The man you killed was the son of the Marquis of Haihun, and you won't be able to run away when the officers and soldiers come......," the shopkeeper said to him through the crack in the door.

"The tenth of the Marquis of Haihun?" Mu Qiuhuang asked.

"That's Seventeen Sons." The shopkeeper explained.

"Oh." Mu Qiuhuang responded, and then said: "Shopkeeper, you open the door, haven't you eaten the three bowls of noodles we called yet?" You can't be a black-hearted shopkeeper, can you? ”

"Uncle, please, it's okay! If you let the tenth prince know that you are eating noodles in the villain's house, I am afraid that he will kill the villain......" The shopkeeper's voice trembled.

"It's okay, it's okay! If he comes, I will reason with him, this matter is not our fault, I think the son of Haihun Hou has to be reasonable, right? Mu Qiuhuang said with a smile.

"Uncle, please let the villain go, the ten sons in this Jianzhang City are the truth." The shopkeeper said.

Mu Qiuhuang nodded and said to the shopkeeper: "Okay! All right! If you don't let us eat this noodles, the money will still be given to you, and we won't do this thing of eating white food. ”

"No need, it's an honor for the villain to invite the three masters to eat noodles."

"I'll give you the money at the door, and you'll come out and get it yourself." Mu Qiuhuang said, took out a piece of silver and put it at the door of the noodle shop, and he sat on the stone steps in front of the noodle shop.

"Great goodness of the benefactor." Unintentionally praised, he naturally knew that Mu Qiuhuang was waiting for the tenth son of the Marquis of Haihun, this was in Haihun's territory, and his party could leave, but after he left, those people couldn't find him, but he was afraid that he would vent his anger on this group of ordinary people...... If that is the case, it is a real sin.

In a short time, a group of armored soldiers surrounded the street, and then from among the soldiers, no one came on horseback.

At the head was a young man of about twenty, who wore a purple and gold crown, a brocade robe, a black jade belt around his waist, and cloud climbing boots on his feet...... At first glance, it is either rich or expensive.

He stepped forward and looked around, frowning at the sight of the wailing guards on the ground, and whispered, "If it's noisy, I'll cut off your tongues." ”

With a gentle word, the group of Ben wailing guards on the ground closed their mouths one by one, even if their faces were pale in pain, they didn't dare to make a little more sound, obviously they were afraid of this young man, and it could be seen how strict this young man was.

When he saw the young man who was whipped by Mu Qiuhuang until he was covered in scars, the expression on the young man's face did not change in the slightest, and he gave a faint order to the people around him: "Go and see if you are dead?" ”

A soldier beside him hurriedly ran to the young man's side, sighed, and came back to report: "The seventeenth prince is out of breath." ”

After hearing this, there was no change on the young man's face, and even Mu Qiuhuang felt a little incredible, after all, this was his nominal brother! How could he be so ruthless? This person's heart is only afraid of being a first-class ruthless and hard.

"Hey! Are you done? Mu Qiuhuang shouted at him: "If you have nothing to do, let your people get out of the way, what else do I do?" ”

Only then did the young man turn his head to look at Mu Qiuhuang, who was stared at very uncomfortably by him, because his eyes were very cold-blooded and ruthless, like a poisonous snake in hibernation.

Mu Qiuhuang looked at him expressionlessly, and his gaze did not evade in the slightest.

"You still want to go?" The young man said gloomily.

"Why don't you leave? Are you still going to have a dinner treat? If you have a treat, I can give you a face, but the three of us don't like outsiders when we eat, which means that you can have a treat, but you can't go to the table. Mu Qiuhuang said casually.

"Do you know who I am?" The young man finally couldn't help but speak.

"I don't know, I don't want to know, I can't ask for the name of any cat or dog, right?" Mu Qiuhuang is aggressive.

"Yes, great." The young man said to himself: "I thought I was proud enough, but I didn't expect you to be prouder than me, to be honest, fifteen was killed by you, according to his temperament, even if you don't kill him today, maybe I can't help but kill him that day, but ......"

The young man said calmly, but the people below were already silent, and they were obviously very afraid of the cold-blooded young man.

"But ......," the young man continued with a change of tone, "After all, he is nominally my younger brother, if you beat him to death like this, but I ignore it, it will lose my face, and it will also lose the face of my father Hai Hun Hou......"

At this point, this young man has already admitted his identity, he is the cross of Liu He, the Marquis of Haihun, Liu Yihui.

After Mu Qiuhuang heard him admit his identity, he didn't react too much, according to the information obtained by Huang Ling, among the ten sons of Liu He, the Marquis of Haihun, the eldest son Liu Yiming was excluded from the disability of his legs since he was a child, and the most likely of the other nine sons to take the throne is the second son Liu Yilian, the fourth son Liu Yiyong, and the eighth son Liu Yifeng, that is to say, this tenth son, no matter how you look at it, has no chance of that position.

In this case, in Mu Qiuhuang's eyes, he was just a small character, not much different from the seventeen sons on the ground who were killed by him...... is also a marquis, and compared with the marquis of Beiyu, the strength of the Marquis of Haihun is not on the same plane at all; And is also the heir of Master Hou, Mu Qiuhuang is also a level higher than him. Mu Qiuhuang is the eldest son who has been confirmed, that is to say, Mu Qiuhuang can be called the prince of the Marquis of Beiyu, and he can only be called the son of the Marquis of Haihun...... To put it mildly, if Mu Qiuhuang kills him, Mu Qingen will apologize at most, anyway, you have many sons, it's just that one of them died irrelevantly, do you still dare to start a war with my Beiyu army? But in other words, if Mu Qiuhuang dies here, I am afraid that with Mu Qingen's temper, he will dare to directly start a war against Haihun Hou, and if it really comes to that time, I am afraid that he will not wait for Mu Qingen to start a war! The Marquis of Haihun will personally kill him, and then go to Mu Qingen to plead guilty...... If you say that among the nine princes, who is the most difficult person to mess with? That is definitely Mu Qingen, you can peek into one or two from his traditional style of acting, and only those who have really dealt with Mu Qingen will know the meaning of the three words "Mu Maniac".

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Liu Yihui saw that he had reported his identity, Mu Qiuhuang did not appear the face he imagined, and he muttered in his heart, after all, Mu Qiuhuang's dress was also there, with Liu Yihui's background in Zhong Mingding's family, he naturally saw that Mu Qiuhuang's clothes were far from extraordinary, and the most important thing was that temperament, and that aristocratic spirit was a little stronger than himself......

"Who are you?" Liu Yihui couldn't help but ask.

"Who do you care who I am? Do I have to tell any cat or dog my name? Mu Qiuhuang still disdained him, and once again compared him to a cat and a dog.

"Kill him for me." Liu Yihui finally couldn't help but command the people around him.

"Look for death." A burly man behind Liu Yihui shouted and rushed towards Mu Qiuhuang.

Mu Qiuhuang looked left and right, remembering that his scimitar "Fengyue" was still in the Beiyu Marquis Mansion, and there was no sword in his hand that could be used, so he couldn't help but turn sideways to make way for Ling Huji, "It seems that I have to find time to find a sword...... Mu Qiuhuang muttered to himself.

The burly strong man is really burly, even in the face of the nine-foot-tall Ling Hu Ji, it is not too much, however, this is not much to let refers to the body type, the strength of the two is not a little bit worse, in a blink of an eye, the burly strong man has arrived at Ling Hu Ji and punched out, originally Ling Hu Ji can be the last to strike, in terms of Ling Hu Ji's strength, if he goes all out, I am afraid that the burly strong man will not even have a chance to touch him. However, Ling Hu Jian was obviously unwilling to do this, and instead chose to punch the burly strong man. The next moment, the burly man's fist bones burst, but Ling Huji's fist was unstoppable, "bang", Ling Huji's fist fell on the chest of the burly man, not surprisingly, after the burly man was hit by this punch, he spurted blood on the spot, and died of anger.

Liu Yihui frowned when he saw that his own teacher was unfavorable, a trace of coldness appeared on his face, and he turned his head to the thin old man beside him, and said respectfully: "Mr. Jin, I have you to help." ”

The thin old man smiled bitterly when he heard this, and said helplessly: "The old man is not his opponent. In fact, he wanted to persuade him, but after thinking about it, he still didn't say anything about persuasion.

Seeing this, Liu Yihui was furious and shouted, "Archers, surround them for me."

With Liu Yihui's order, the armored sergeants around him all took out bows and arrows and came out to confront the three of them.

Seeing that there were no less than 200 archers, Ling Hu Jian also felt a little tricky, and his own weapon, Xuanhua Axe, had not yet been brought with him, and the most important thing was to protect Mu Qiuhuang's safety...... Helplessly, he turned his head to look at Mu Qiuhuang, and saw that Mu Qiuhuang nodded, so that the fox finally breathed a sigh of relief, and bent his index finger to put it in his mouth and whistled.

With a whistle, the fifty Beiyu soldiers who had entered the city in casual clothes before wandered up like dozens of light smokes, appeared on the roofs on both sides of the street, occupying the commanding heights, and each holding a military crossbow aimed at Liu Yihui,...... It turned out that they had already purchased food and grass and secretly followed the three of them.

Although the number of Beiyu sergeants is small, they are all on the battlefield and have experienced life and death and blood refining, not to mention that they are all Ling Huji's personal soldiers, and they are even more first-class good hands, and at this time, they have steadily suppressed these armored sergeants in terms of momentum.

Seeing that he had become the prey, Liu Yihui's face finally changed greatly, and he asked Mu Qiuhuang's identity again, but his tone had softened a lot.

"Who do you care who I am? Do I have to tell any cat or dog my name? Mu Qiuhuang said repeatedly, and his attitude was still very contemptuous.

"It's a big deal, there are only dozens of you, but we have hundreds, are we still afraid that you won't succeed?" Liu Yihui pretended to be calm.

"More than people?" Mu Qiuhuang smiled and said, "Are you bullying more and less?" ”

Seeing this, Ling Hu Ji took out a ringing arrow from his arms, and with a "whoosh", the sounding arrow rose into the sky, bringing up a blood-colored fireworks...... In less than half a pillar of incense, the two hundred and fifty iron horsemen stationed outside the city had all poured in, and then the straight knife came out of the sheath to surround everyone, and one person stepped forward to report that the city gate had been controlled.

Yes, these more than 200 people can bring knives into the city, which can only mean that the city gate is out of control...... Seeing that the other party was so presumptuous in his own territory, Liu Yihui's face no longer had a trace of coldness, and some were just afraid, and asked carelessly: "Who are you?"

"Who do you care who I am? Do I have to tell any cat or dog my name? Mu Qiuhuang continued to repeat this sentence.

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Ling Hu Ji couldn't hold back the smile in his heart at this moment, and said secretly, why should the prince bully the son?