[69 Book Bar-www.] "You!" Han Yan was stunned.

Ye Yunran kicked the wedding post back: "Go back and tell Bei Xuanjue that if he doesn't want to commit suicide murder of the daughter of the First-Class Marquis, it's best to keep his mouth clean, especially to take good care of you dog slaves."

"You! Who do you think you are? Ye Wuhou Mansion is amazing! Deliberate murder? Bah. Your Ye Mansion is all a group of martial artists! Our prince is the most noble Xuan King. He even thinks he has dirty his hands when he beats you!" Han Yan cursed in anger.

Ye Yunran's lips curled a wicked smile, which was very charming. He turned to look at Ye Feng: "Dear brother, are you just watching your sister being insulted?"

Ye Feng came to his senses, smiled coldly, and a vigorous red fighting spirit burst out in his body. With a wave of his arm, he whistled.

A fighting spirit was emitted in an instant by his palm, pinching Han Yan's throat, and immediately lifting Han Yan into the air, like an eagle catching a chicken, as if he was about to kill him...

"You dare to touch me, the prince won't, let it go-you." Han Yan's eyes were full of horror.

"What's the matter? Didn't you say that Bei Xuanjue is afraid of dirtying his hands?"

Ye Yunran's eyes curled up a sneer, and she strode to him and waved her palm.

Slap sex.

"Then get out of Ye Wuhou Mansion and get out of the way! Remember, this is the end if you are so arrogant next time!"

A dozen slapped in the face and swung them hard. Suddenly, blood flowed from the corner of Han Yan's mouth and his cheeks immediately became bruised and swollen.

"Come on, help, kill someone-" Han Yan let out a scream like a pig and shouted out of the door in horror. His eyes were wide open, as if he had seen a demon that had not been seen for a hundred years.

The guards of King Xuan rushed in immediately.

Seeing Han Yan almost crippled, the guards of the royal palace immediately drew out the sword in their hands and aimed at Yun Ran and Ye Feng. The entire Marquis' Mansion immediately splashed cold light and the sword was tense.

"I see who dares to move the sword in Yehou's mansion. I will kill him if anyone moves."

Ye Feng smiled wildly, with a cold light flashing in his eyes. He waved his other hand into the air. Suddenly, the red Dou Qi gathered and moved rapidly with his arms, and then became a half-moon-shaped fire in the air. The light flashed, and the huge Dou Qi was like a storm, with the explosion and burning heat, spraying it at everyone.

All the guards were shocked and retreated. The third young master of the Ye family had already broken through the 2-star Dou Qi and could be one-to-ten, which was difficult to deal with. However, Han Yan was the most favored servant of King Xuan. If there was a problem, everyone would have to be buried with him.

In a dilemma, in a stalemate.

Ye Yunran smiled coldly, holding Han Yan's hair in one hand and prying open Han Yan's mouth with the other.

A fist hit him hard, and his mouth was shattered and blood was flowing.

In full view of everyone, there was a silence.

She turned her head and shouted to the people of the Yehou Mansion who were completely stunned: "Why are they all standing there? Are all the people in the Yehou Mansion dead? Come and beat this person to death! Whoever doesn't beat me, I will peel someone's skin tomorrow and throw it into the pepper water!"

Arrogant, endless arrogance.

Everyone in the Ye Mansion shook all over, and looked at Yun Ran's bloody hands, like Hell Shura, fear filled everyone's hearts. He immediately rushed forward, picked up the broom and cloth teacup in his hand, and punched Han Yan again.

Seeing that Han Yan had less air intake and more air, and was dying, a guard of the royal palace could only resist Ye Feng's fighting spirit, gritted his teeth and said, "Ms. Ye, please give up your hands. It is not worth it to influence the relationship between the two families for a servant."

"Hmph, your prince almost killed me yesterday and still owed me a life. Could it be that your Xuan Prince's Mansion wants to kill me again today?" Yun Ran sneered.

No one dared to step forward.

Yun Ran raised his eyebrows, looked at the crowd of people who were fighting arrogantly, lay lazily on the Grand Master's chair, and said with a slight gait. He raised his nails and pierced Han Yan's cheek again, breaking his appearance.

Han Yan screamed, heartbreaking and his eyes were already turning white.

The guards felt a chill in their hearts. This woman was not a rumor. She was hit by the prince yesterday. Her meridians were completely broken, she lost her fighting spirit and backbone. She only became around the prince's feet and licked the soles of her shoes.

When did it become so cruel?
Chapter completed!