"You ......" For a while, Feng Jinghong was also taken aback by the momentum on Ye Anjiu's body.

According to the past, Ye An Jiu is usually not good at speaking loudly to anyone, and someone else can scare Ye An Jiu into crying if he says a cruel word, let alone calling himself the king, which is simply very strange today.

Feng Jinghong rolled up her sleeves, and just when she wanted to dismiss herself for a face, a leaf directly penetrated the palm of her hand.

"Hmm, it seems that the human rights of Guanglan Country are so unbearable, and small civilians dare to die on the head of the royal family, there is a chance to give it a try and see if you can pull Emperor Huanghuang down!" Jun Lancuo said coldly.

Yan Chimu turned his head to look at Ye Anjiu, a trace of doubt flashed in his clear eyes, and he quickly locked on Jun Lancuo's body.

Although there are doubts in my heart, the most important thing at the moment is to snatch Feng Lingluo back.

"The deity repeats it again, Feng Lingluo is a person from Guanglan Country, if you insist on taking it away, the deity can only meet each other with a sword!" After that, the white silk in Yan Chimu's hand shook, and countless blue cold lights all converged in Yan Chimu's hand to form a red-white sword.

Jun Lan lowered his eyes, he didn't expect Yan Chimu to actually take out the treasure that he hadn't used for many years, for many years, even if he met him, he only used an ordinary sword to do something with him, but now he actually used the red silk sword because of Feng Lingluo.

Jun Lan looked at Feng Lingluo in his arms again, and the doubt in his heart fell on Feng Lingluo again.

Didn't Yan Chimu know the role of Feng Lingluo and wanted to arrest her back, but the city searched for her just acting?

Wow, wow, Yan Chimu actually dared to calculate him, this account should be paid back today, if he didn't beat Yan Chimu into a disability, he wouldn't be surnamed Jun.

Jun Lan mistakenly threw Feng Lingluo up, and Yan Chimu saw that the sword in his hand turned into white silk again, and wanted to roll Feng Ling into his arms.

But what Yan Chimu didn't expect was that with a flash of cold light, Feng Lingluo disappeared in front of him, Bai Aya also hit a void, and Jun Lancuo also took this opportunity to give him a palm directly.

Fortunately, Yan Chimu reacted quickly and avoided when he heard the sound, but he was still bruised by Jun Lan's wrong palm wind, and a piece of clothing on his chest was broken.

"Tut-tut, the figure of the national teacher is not bad, it is better to let everyone take a look, and not lose the beautiful scenery of this good day!" Jun Lan sneered, and with a twist of his hand, an evil wind blew overwhelmingly towards Yan Chimu.

Yan Chimu unhurriedly first changed his clothes, and then rotated the white silk in his hand to transform the one that Jun Lan had waved by mistake.

In just two breaths, Yan Chimu dissolved the wind coming from all directions.

When he was free again, he found that the people who had stayed in front of him had all disappeared.

He's got it!!

It was he who was careless, and he didn't expect Jun Lan to slip away while he was on guard.

Also, although Jun Lancuo is powerful, he is afraid of trouble, and often rarely really makes a move when he confronts him head-on, usually distracting him forcefully and then running away.

His strength was strong, so strong that it just distracted him and made him resist with all his might.

Yan Chimu sighed lightly, not wanting to care about Jun Lan's mistakes for the time being.

Turning his head to withdraw the enchantment, he found that Ye An Jiu was lying on the ground weakly at the moment.

"King An!?" The cool tone was a little skeptical.。。

Ye Anjiu raised his head arrogantly and smiled arrogantly.