"You are not allowed to slander her!" Murong Li finally stood up.

The wound on his body was full of blood gushing out again because of the impact just now.

He was covered in blood, and his clothes were red.

"Someone like you will never know how good she is, nor how good she is......"

Murong Li swallowed the fishy sweetness that gushed out of his throat.

The pain in the body is not as good as the heart.

Memories are raging in the mind, and the voices and smiles of the deceased keep coming to mind.

"Yaya, when this prince grows up, I will marry you as the princess. ”

"That's not okay, the seventh prince is a prince, and Yaya is just a maid, and she can't get married. ”

"No matter, anyway, this prince is going to marry you, and when this prince grows up, he will ask his father for marriage. ”

......

"Seventh prince, don't ask for it anymore, Yaya is not worth it. ”

"Don't, Brother Huang, Brother Huang, please, please, don't take Yaya away, okay? I can give you whatever you want, just please leave Yaya, I just want Yaya." ”

When he was young, he hugged Murong Fu's feet and begged him to let Yaya go, but in exchange for a punch and kick.

Yaya was eventually taken away.

That evening, news came from the Prince's Mansion.

A wild girl killed herself because she didn't obey His Royal Highness the Prince.

After that, he never saw the man's smile again.

I can't see the maid who puts him first in everything, will accompany him to study, write with him, and accompany him to practice martial arts.

Murong Li's hatred was planted from that time.

He has always been indisputable and unwilling to participate in the court competition, and he was forced to get involved in the battle for the throne.

The soft heart hardened a little bit.

The kind character also began to become sleek.

Only when he dreamed back at midnight, dreaming of that familiar smiling face, could he relax himself for a short time.

'Yaya, my concubine, this prince will definitely avenge you!'

Murong Li blinked away the tears in his eyes and casually pulled out a beautifully carved wooden sword.

This wooden sword was given to him by Yaya.

Never left.

Murong Li raised his hand and gently stroked the wooden sword, as if he was treating a lover in love.

Suddenly, his eyes changed, his tenderness disappeared, the sharp edge in his eyes was revealed, and he suddenly ran the aura of his body, letting the aura pour into the wooden sword along the palm of his hand.

The dim wooden sword, after being wrapped in a layer of aura, instantly became shiny.

The edge of the sword also became sharper.

"Do you still have to resist stubbornly? In that case, then Lone will fulfill you. ”

"It's raining on earth. ”

Suddenly, countless sharp weapons drilled out of the ground, all of them condensed from earth and sand.

These sharp clods of earth flew into the air and fell like rain.

The coverage area was huge, beyond what Murong Li could dodge.

Murong Li swung the wooden sword in his hand and kept knocking down the surrounding clods.

Murong Fu twisted his eyebrows, increasing the intensity of his attack, and at the same time intensifying the consumption of spiritual energy in his body.

Not long after, Murong Fu felt a feeling of fatigue in his body, and secretly said that it was not good.

The consumption of spiritual energy is a bit excessive, and if he continues like this, he will be the one who suffers.

Murong Fu's face turned pale because of the excessive consumption of spiritual energy.

Murong Fu knew that he couldn't continue, so he pinned all his hopes on the final blow, and the flying clods of earth almost covered the sky.

It's so dense that you can barely find a gap.

If Murong Li can't dodge, he will inevitably be buried in the ground.

Victory is his!