There was only a bamboo curtain between the two Yun Yan Yun Ye brothers and Ye Junjue.

You can't see the inside clearly from the outside, but you can see the outside clearly from the inside.

The deep eyes swept slightly, and the eyes of the night monarch stayed on the two brothers in front of the carriage, and there was an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

It's like the little dumpling I saw at the Lingfeng City Inn that day.

Inexplicably, he wanted to know who the two brothers were who had deceit in their eyes and cold hatred in their eyes.

"Since the king has told you your name, and the courtesy is still exchanged, you also need to tell the king your name."

After a short silence, it was the Night Monarch in the carriage who spoke first.

"It's none of your business."

Yun Ye stepped forward, the wooden sword in his hand pointed directly at the carriage, and the chill in his deep eyes burst out.

The prince that Uncle Jiang said must be the name hated by his mother, and he is also the culprit who killed his mother and fell into prison on the eighteenth floor.

Those who hurt their mothers and relatives will be destroyed by heaven and earth!

However, at the moment when Yun Ye held the sword and even wanted to slash the Night Monarch.

I only heard a click, and a thunderbolt fell from the sky, scaring everyone into a spirit.

In the clouds, the thunder roared and surged like an evil dragon.

Yun Yan raised his head, and there was a little incomprehensible smile in his deep and warm eyes.

I don't know if I'm laughing at the injustice of the sky, or laughing at something.

"We're just nobodies, don't bother the Night King to remember his name, there will be a period later."

The jade bone fan in Yun Yan's hand gently suppressed Yun Ye's wooden sword.

If you want to get justice for your mother, now is not the best time.

The grievances suffered by the mother, as a son, will definitely be asked for back one by one.

"Brother, he ......"

"Let's go, my mother will be worried if we go back late."

Glancing at the people in the carriage, Yun Yan turned around and left.

"When we meet again, I will never show mercy."

The immature cruel words fell, and Yun Ye followed Yun Yan unwillingly and left, disappearing into the crowd.

The people who were kneeling on the ground and trembling were all but instinctive fear, and their minds were full of questions.

Saying.

Whose little ancestor are those two children, or are they little immortals from the heavens?

He dared to draw his sword against the Night King, and dared to threaten the Night King in public.

Even the Holy One would not dare to make these moves lightly.

Not only were the people puzzled, but even the guards of the Night King's Mansion who came back to their senses were also confused.

"Our prince was given ...... by two little cubs"

He Dong couldn't find the right words to describe what he saw.

Humiliation, threats, scolding, or whatever.

On the contrary, the prince not only did not slaughter the two little kings and eight calves in public, but also patiently asked the names of the two brothers rarely.

But I don't have to say it.

Like, really like, it's just a dime.

The two little kings and eight calves are simply a miniature version of the rubbing of the prince, and anyone who looks at them will think that they are father and son.

But the words came back again.

In the past five years, the prince has lived more innocently than the monk, except for being drugged on the wedding day five years ago, and the chess piece sent by Yunxiangfu Yunnan Yue went crazy for one night, no other woman has entered the body of the prince.

It's weird, it's weird.

"This king is waiting for you to meet again and kill you."

Yejun, who was refused to be told his name by the Yunyan Yunye brothers, felt a little bored, and his voice was gloomy.

He Dong received the order, stepped forward with a knife, raised his hand and dropped the knife, the head of the Yun family's guards who had sued the wicked first rolled to the ground, and blood spurted everywhere.