Before the man in black could react, he was already lying on his back on the ground with his eyes on the ground, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, obviously from internal injuries.

There was a dead silence in the room for an instant, and everyone stopped what they were doing, staring at the dead man in black on the ground with an incredulous expression.

Yu Hu's mouth opened into a big "Oh", and he didn't close it for a long time, and the expressions on his face froze.

Rong Ze felt even more incredible, the woman on the bed had never had any internal force before, because that little internal force was not any internal force at all.

Feng Wange's already desperate face slowly relaxed, and she slashed the vicious man in black standing in front of her with a knife.

Qian Moling was also full of happiness, although she didn't know what had happened just now, but the man in black who fell to the ground did die in the hands of her daughter, so she ......

A dim and uncertain light flashed in the man's eyes, could it be that the cold poison in his daughter's body had been removed?

At this moment, the sound of footsteps outside the house came from far and near, neat and well-trained.

The sound of the fight outside the house slowly calmed down, until the tall and vigorous figure appeared outside the door, a bewitching red dress that dazzled someone's eyes, and the silver mask reflected a strange brilliance in the moonlight.

Rong Ze's expression was obviously stunned, how could he come......

Qian Tianxi also saw the majestic figure descending like a god in the crowd at a glance, and the man's body faded away from his usual amorous and wanton, and was shrouded in a cold and murderous momentum.

It's just that the bewitching man in red stumbled suddenly the moment he entered the house, and he almost couldn't support his body and fell to the ground, and was supported by Rong Zekan on the side, so as to avoid the accident.

Isn't that duplicitous stinky man injured?

The first thing that came to mind was this......

"The Fourth Prince?"

Feng Wange and Qian Moling spoke at the same time, and subconsciously glanced at Rong Ze's hand holding the arm of the fourth prince Mu Ruchu, could it be that they knew each other in the past?

Seeing that the situation was not right, the men in black in the house immediately rushed to escape from the place where they were about to die.

However, some people just didn't want to let them get their way, Mu Ruchu stabilized his body, waved his hand outside, and all the Praetorian Guards he brought over surrounded the house.

The few remaining black-clothed people trapped in the house were all escorted outside by the Praetorian Guards brought by Mu Ruchu.

Calm suddenly returned to the house, and the situation outside the house was under control, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Mu Ruchu ignored his originally seriously injured body, and walked towards the bed with difficulty, the cold sweat on his forehead slid down to the ground, and he blurred into a bewitching flower.

"How's it going, are you feeling better? It's the king who is late. ”

Although the man's tone was almost calm, there was a lot of anxiety and worry hidden under this calm surface.

"It's okay, it's just that you look like you're injured, it's okay, right?"

Qian Tianxi had already sat up from the bed with the help of Fiber Dye at this time, her body was half leaning on the back of the bed delicately, and her face was much better than when Fang Cai had a cold poison attack.

"This king is naturally fine, and there are few people in this capital who can match his world-beating martial arts."

How is it that this man can drive west without bragging for a while?