The Prince's Mansion is like a great enemy.

This is an unprecedented situation, when the eldest prince dies young, the second prince has limited talent, and the other princes are young, the third prince is the most powerful contender for the crown prince.

is such a prince's mansion that is most likely to become the crown prince, but tonight it is like a great enemy.

The guards surrounded the mansion, and Murong Qiu, the teacher of the third prince, personally sat in the hall, and even many old people in the prince's mansion had never seen this kind of formation, and they couldn't help but whisper.

"Do you know what's going on?"

"I heard that the third prince tied up a girl and came back, but he kicked it to the iron plate. ”

"Isn't it, there is still an iron plate in Canglan City that the third prince can't help but do?"

"Whoever said no, I don't believe it, but listen to what they say, the power behind this girl is terrifying. ”

"Then our prince won't hurry up and release it. ”

"How can the prince of meat put it down when it reaches its mouth. ”

"So what should we do? We're just waiting here for someone to kill us?"

"Nonsense, what if we don't wait? We are the guards of the prince's mansion, and if something happens to the prince, we will die too. ”

"This-this bad luck, I knew that I would have stayed in the palace, I still thought about the danger in the palace, but I didn't expect that there was more danger outside the palace than in the palace. ”

"Who's to say it's not? Anyway, we're going to make a show this time, and we won't be embarrassed by each other. ”

"Yes, yes, that's it. ”

The same thing, the same words, were issued in different corners, and almost everyone questioned Lu Jiang's decision, but Murong Qiu did not question it, he knew that now was not the time to question.

His only thought now was to appease that man's anger, but imagining his own apprentice's appearance was unlikely.

Change places, if you have already exploded.

He walked through the doorway, glanced at the inky sky, and shouted, "What time is it?" ”

"Ugly. A voice replied.

"It's ugly. Murong Qiu sighed and said secretly in his heart: "It's time." ”

A figure came from the gate Shi Shiran, no one stopped him, everyone stood in place as if they had been immobilized, and let him walk into the hall and come to Murong Qiu.

The light reflected a young face, not only young, but also too young, from Murong Qiu's observation, this young man was by no means more than twenty-five years old, and even more than twenty-one or twelve years old.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, thinking of what he looked like when he was twenty years old.

is still in the army, working hard for the position of a captain, if it weren't for the current king Lu Boxian, I'm afraid he can only be an ordinary soldier for the rest of his life.

Murong Qiu drove the memories out of his mind and calmly looked at the young man opposite.

"You're Han Chuang?"

"Not bad. ”

This cold, unfeeling answer made Murong Qiu's brows furrow.

"You shouldn't have come. ”

"You shouldn't have taken my sister captive. ”

"I wasn't the one who took your sister captive. ”

"But it's your apprentice. ”

Han Chuang was by no means a brave person, before he came, he had investigated the situation of the Prince's Mansion, and knew the person in front of him, the chief professor of the Prince's Mansion, who claimed to be Murong Qiu, a swordsman in the late stage of Condensation, but Han Chuang saw that he was not so simple as the late stage of Condensation.

A swordsman in the early days of Soul Melting?

Han Chuang smiled, a little interesting.

Swordsmen often have a special temperament, in the eyes of their peers, this temperament is difficult to hide, Han Chuang clearly felt that Murong Qiu's unique temperament belonged to a swordsman.

But he didn't flinch, there was no one, anything could make him retreat, not to mention just a swordsman in the early stage of soul melting, even if he was a master of life and death, he would fight to the death.

"Hand over Lu Jiang. ”

The cold words made Murong Qiu's brows furrow. Han Chuang didn't say anything like letting go of Gu Xi'er, he only said handing over Lu Jiang, which clarified his attitude, and the third prince must be punished.

But this is definitely not what Murong Qiu is willing to see, the reason is too simple, he is Lu Jiang's teacher, whether he wants it or not, his future will be tied to Lu Jiang in the future.

Don't underestimate the importance of power to martial artists, if Lu Jiang can become the king in the end, Murong Qiu, a teacher, will also rise to the top, and he will naturally be able to enjoy more resources.

Although it is not certain that it will be able to break through the life and death period, it is a sure thing to be promoted to the peak of soul melting.

So even if he saw that Lu Jiang had all kinds of wrongs, he would definitely stand with this disciple.

"I can make the decision to let Lu Jiang let go of that girl and make amends, she hasn't been hurt in any way now, how about this matter in the past. ”

In Murong Qiu's opinion, this is the best of both worlds, and if this matter is revealed, a conflict can be avoided, and there is no better way to deal with it.

But what Han Chuang wanted was obviously not this.

"Hand over Lu Jiang!"

The smile on Murong Qiu's face disappeared and was replaced by a cold solemnity.

"Han Chuang, I know you are very powerful, but don't forget, this is the Canglan Kingdom, the mansion of the third prince, and you are not allowed to go wild. ”

"What if I have to go wild?" Han Chuang stepped forward with a sneer, his footsteps beating Murong Qiu's heart like a drumbeat.

A mood called nervousness arises spontaneously.

How many years, how many years has he not been nervous, it seems that he has not been nervous since he was promoted to a martial artist in the early stage of soul melting.

Even the highest power in Canglan Country was polite to him, not to mention others.

Murong Qiu stared at Han Chuang coldly, watching him approach step by step, his right hand quietly holding the hilt of the sword at his waist. At this moment, Han Chuang suddenly stopped.

Murong Qiu thought that he was going to reconcile, and his mood was a little relaxed, so he heard Han Chuang say, "You are a swordsman?"

Murong Qiu was stunned, not knowing why Han Chuang wanted to ask such a question, but he still replied: "That's right, I'm a swordsman. ”

Han Chuang smiled and said, "Is your sword hand left or right?"

Murong Qiu's heart was shocked, he stared at Han Chuang, and replied coldly: "Right hand." ”

Han Chuang said with a smile: "Most swordsmen use their right hand to make swords, so the right hand is the most precious hand for swordsmen. After a pause, he continued: "I just don't know, if your right hand is gone, you can still use a sword." ”

"You-"

It couldn't be more obvious, Han Chuang was threatening him, threatening him with his right hand, which was tantamount to an insult for a martial artist in the Soul Melting Period, for a swordsman.

No matter how deep Murong Qiu is, he is a human after all, and if he is a human being, he will be angry.

Some people's anger came early, some people's anger came late, Murong Qiu belonged to the kind that came late, but he still couldn't help it at the moment.

"So, there's no chance of reconciliation between us?"

"What do you say?" Han Chuang laughed, his smile cold and piercing.