Murong Jin looked at Lin Yaoyue, who was tightly held in Murong Ling's arms and fell into a coma. His long, moist fingers were clenched and white.

Murong Jinqiang held back the anger in his heart, and his voice was cold and murderous, "This king is not too late. Put down Yue'er, this king will spare you from dying. ”

When Murong Ling heard this, he deliberately smiled evilly.

His slender fingertips caressed along Lin Yaoyue's delicate curves, constantly outlining the delicate body of the woman in his arms. The looming, undulating posture of the figure, under the touch of the slender fingertips, is even more silky.

"Murong Ling, don't challenge this king's patience. Murong Jin's cold voice became violent, but there was still a last trace of clarity mixed in the violentness.

Now he can't kill Murong Ling.

Murong Jin only felt that he was making a cruel decision. He now wants Murong Ling to die every minute, but he can't kill Murong Ling as the crown prince on the spot. Otherwise, he is the rebellious person who forced the palace to kill the king in the mouth of the world. It is the enemy of the Zhenguo General's Mansion, the enemy of the Zhenguo General Lin Chaoyang, and the enemy of Lin Yaoyue, who will wake up in the future.

Murong Jin's blue phoenix eyes had a bloodthirsty darkness, but Murong Ling smiled a little arbitrarily at this time, "Uncle Huang, Yue'er is already from this palace. Even if she woke up, it would be true. ”

Hearing this, Murong Jin's blue phoenix eyes froze, but in an instant, he smiled sarcastically, "Nephew, your lie is too bad." ”

Murong Ling looked at Murong Jin, who pierced him instantly, and jealousy appeared in his eyes. But in an instant, his thin lips hooked slightly, "Bengong didn't lie. Although Yue'er is not a member of the palace now, she is destined to accept only one person from the palace. After all, the flower Gu in southern Xinjiang has had miraculous effects since ancient times.

In this life, Yue'er is destined to have only one man, this palace. ”

Hearing this, Murong Jin's blue phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, with a little killing intent in his eyes.

Murong Ling actually made a love trick on Yue'er.

It's the kind of flower Gu that is the same as the ** that women in southern Xinjiang give to men. Although it is not as delicate as the production process of **, if it is a flower Gu in the body. The woman with the poison in her body will only fall in love with the person who gave him the Gu, and she will never waver in her heart for the rest of her life.

In an instant, Murong Jin's blue phoenix eyes were dyed with a trace of blood red.

Now, he must race against time to snatch Yue'er back into his arms. Otherwise, the moment Yue'er wakes up, everything will be irreparable.

Murong Jin raised his hand violently, drew his bow and pointed straight at Murong Ling.

And Murong Ling looked at Murong Jin with a little ridicule at this moment and said, "Uncle Huang, do you really want to shoot the crown prince in this palace?"

But there was no living thing in Murong Jin's dark blue phoenix eyes at this time. His gaze was cold, with a hint of hellish chill. The beautiful thin pale red lips hooked a mocking sneer. He didn't say anything, but he suddenly shot an arrow and shot it at Murong Ling's calf bone.

In an instant, you can hear the muffled sound of the powerful arrow qi passing through the leg bones with a strong wind.

Murong Ling saw Ling Tianyu coming with the wind, coming straight towards him, but he couldn't dodge. Because since the time the Ancient Ling Tian Bow was issued, it had the power to bind all the living beings around it. With his Murong Ling's current humble martial arts compared to Murong Jin, there is no way to resist at all.

What made Murong Ling even more shocked again and again was that it was rumored that only the ancestor, the founding Emperor Gaozu, could pull this bow. Since then, no one has been able to open this ancient bow. And this divine bow has been carefully kept in the treasure cabinet of the palace.

But Murong Ling didn't expect that Murong Jin would enter the palace without any self-defense weapons for Lin Yaoyue, and he didn't expect that Murong Jin would snatch the Ling Tian bow in the Treasure Pavilion for Lin Yaoyue, and shoot arrows at him.

Playing in the same room must have violated the curse of the Ling Tian Bow, which was connected to the spiritual power of the Great Ancestor.

Murong Ling looked at the crimson blood that was gradually oozing out of his legs, and wished that Ling Tiangong's curse was deeper, and how good it would be to directly ask for Murong Jin's life on the spot. Now, he clearly felt that the arrow was hooked into his flesh and blood with divine power. and instantly dispersed that terrifying anger into every piece of his fresh flesh and blood.

Murong Ling could only slightly drag the injured leg that still had Ling Tian's arrow feather on it at this moment, and hugged Lin Yaoyue's waist with one hand.

I saw that Murong Jin was wearing a nine-python black brocade robe, and he was not moved by the curse at all. He walked towards him step by step with a bone-chilling aura.

Murong Ling wanted to hide, but under Murong Jin's aura, the Ling Tianyu that emanated from Murong Jin's hand also seemed to have sensed it, and actually nailed him straight to the exquisite golden chair.

At this time, Murong Jin had already walked in front of him.

Raise your palm, and you can kill him. Murong Ling could clearly see the little anger in Murong Jin's phoenix eyes at this moment. But Murong Jin didn't hit his throat and neck with his palm after all.

Murong Ling finally had a clear mind at this moment. Murong Jin would not kill him, if he wanted to marry Lin Yaoyue in a dignified manner, he would not let him carry the infamy of rebellion.

Murong Ling suddenly felt funny, it turned out that he had saved himself as the crown prince. But he clearly didn't have the slightest feeling of being a prince under one person and above ten thousand. Some are just cautious walking on the edge of the cliff, and ** the weakness of the limbs.

Murong Ling suddenly discovered that to this day, he had not been able to have anything. Murong Ling was a little weak, but she tightened Lin Yaoyue in her arms.

If Yue'er wakes up, he will have everything again. The cheerful memories of his childhood are still haunting him.

Now, he just needs to wait for Lin Yaoyue to wake up and see him for the first time. That flower Gu was made by watering it with his blood for seven seven and forty-nine days, and it was full of his friendship and obsession with her.

But at this time, I saw Murong Jin snatch Lin Yaoyue's body. There was no room for Murong Ling to fight back at all. Murong Jin was holding Lin Yaoyue in his arms with one hand at this time, and with the other hand, he was constantly slapping Murong Ling.

As long as Murong Ling stood up, Murong Jin would slap Murong Ling down. As long as Murong Ling showed signs of standing up, Murong Jin once again slammed Murong Ling to the ground.

After all, Murong Ling still underestimated Murong Jin's killing intent towards him now.

You can't kill it, but that doesn't mean you can't maim it. Murong Ling reacted suddenly, and he drew his sword to contend with Murong Jin. However, Murong Jin held Lin Yaoyue in one hand, and the light blue halo lingered in his bare hand with the other, which went straight to the sword that Murong Ling waved.

Murong Ling was also stunned by the scene in front of him.

He has increased the delivery of internal force, if he is to be completely transformed into a waste by Murong Jin, then what is the point of his life.

At this moment, Murong Ling's internal strength with Murong Jin and Murong Jin had reached its peak. The aftermath of the aura between the two shook everything on the four walls of the Baishou Hall at this time.

And under the layers of persecution of this aura shock, Lin Yaoyue's body suddenly broke free from Murong Jin's left hand that held her waist, and suddenly soared into the air. Suddenly, a little halo emanated.

Murong Ling couldn't help but be happy at the moment, Yue'er was about to wake up.

And Murong Jin also stopped hitting Murong Ling's palm at this moment. His heart was like a knife. The charming blue phoenix eyes carried heartbreaking tears that were difficult to find.