pity.

No trace of An Qingfeng was seen.

If An Qingfeng can be drawn out and he will be solved together, I believe that Zhumen will be much safer this time in the firefighting ceremony.

An Qingfeng is still cautious. After all, he is King An's dog son. He is as scheming as his father. He will not take action on his own without absolute certainty and put himself in danger.

...

Tea Garden Mountain is famous in Yuanzhai.

The little prince Zhao Yu sat upright on the swan velvet futon. He was generous, majestic and noble.

Beside him, there was a little red dragon entangled. The scales of the red dragon were golden. Although they were still very young, they had already shown some extraordinaryness.

However, this golden-scaled little red dragon is just the pet of the little prince Zhao Yu. Some special dragons can nourish people like beautiful jade. The breath it exudes can nourish the face and even delay aging...

He played with the little golden-scaled red dragon with one hand, looking cynical.

"Zhao Yinge and Lu Mu, have been dealt with by Zhu Minglang? It is expected." The little prince Zhao Yu said lightly.

Lu Mu is very strong and is a very useful killer, but he is just a servant who dies and dies. At least he can reveal Zhu Minglang's approximate strength.

It was a pity for Zhao Yinge.

After all, he is the prince and is considered a relative of Zhao Yu.

Until now, An Qingfeng has not figured out how Zhao Yinge was kidnapped. It can only be said that the few people around Zhu Minglang are not just for the sake of wine.

"Well, now we at least know that Zhu Minglang is indeed coming alone, and there is no master of Zhu's inner court behind him." An Qingfeng said.

Zhu Minglang's appearance did bring some vigilance and fear to An Qingfeng and Zhao Yu.

If their plan has been made by Zhumen, and there are some top elders in Zhuminglang behind Zhuminglang, then they can only continue to endure and let them take away the earth fire.

Although Zhao Yinge and Lu Mu are dead.

But it's worth dying.

"Actually, I really hope that he can cause some storms. To be honest, since he became abominable, the emperor has become a bit bored. Every time I see the so-called peerless geniuses coming out of the big forces, I find it ridiculous to see their noble and arrogant appearance. They don't even have the qualifications to compete with me." Zhao Yu didn't care at all about the deaths of his two subordinates.

"It's also pitiful and sad. The person we regarded as a threat by in the past is now like a frog in a pond. Apart from the noise, nothing can be churned." An Qingfeng said with a smile.

Zhao Yu is about to be crowned king and will not only become the youngest king in this Jiting Continent, but will also move towards a higher cloud that does not even have the qualifications to admire him. He is a true person in heaven.

And An Qingfeng, now he is influencing the fate of hundreds of large and small forces on the Jiting Continent and more than a dozen countries. Those who once disobeyed Prince An’s mansion still surrendered one by one, one by one, one by one...

The door of Zhu is indeed not easy to chew, but they cannot be airtight. After all, they still have weaknesses and flaws.

Under his plan, Zhumen’s small Neiting was basically an item in An Qingfeng’s pocket.

Let’s take a look at this Zhu Minglang again.

What is the difference between it and a stray dog ​​who doesn’t even dare to go back to his home?

I thought I had learned some things, but the end of it was still the frog in the pond that was raining heavily, and was completely leaping around!

"It's not on the same level anymore." The little prince Zhao Yu raised his lips. His attitude towards Zhu Minglang was not disdainful, but rather regretful and distressed.

"Yes, there are only a handful of people who can compete with us now. There is one thing that I am confused about. Did Concubine Wen Ling of Miaoguo do it intentionally? Why did she choose this waste?" An Qingfeng said.

When talking about Concubine Wen Ling, the little prince Zhao Yu's pupils shrank. The little red dragon that was originally swimming slowly on his arm seemed to sense the breath of his master and was so scared that he hid under the table immediately.

After a while, the little red dragon came out and saw the owner's gentle look, and then slowly returned to his palm.

"Miaoguo has never been willing to have anything to do with the emperor, especially the royal family. Concubine Wen Ling's attitude is expected." The little prince Zhao Yu said lightly.

"After all, she is ungrateful and self-pretentious, and she will regret it!" An Qingfeng snorted coldly.

The little prince Zhao Yu was named king.

There are several candidates for the princess, and every little prince Zhao Yu will visit in person. Logically speaking, every candidate princess should be welcomed grandly. If you are attracted by it, it will be a supreme honor and will be flattered.

But one of the candidates refuted the prince's face.

This person is Concubine Wen Ling of Miao Kingdom.

As one of the candidate princesses, she flatly refused to say that, and also showed to the Jiting Dynasty that she had already had a engagement, and that person was Zhu Minglang.

Originally, Zhao Yu didn't need to come here in Qincheng because the only woman he liked the most was the one who could match his identity, strength and power.

As a result, when he went to Miaoguo, Concubine Wen Ling revealed her identity as Princess Luoshui. Everyone in Miaoguo knew that Princess Luoshui had chosen her son-in-law and entered the Princess' Hall to spend a beautiful night. People in the entire Miaoguo capital witnessed the palace blooming with extremely gorgeous and romantic fireworks...

After losing this princess whom Zhao Yu thought was the most suitable one, he arrived at Qincheng and met the next candidate princess Li Caimo, the daughter of the lord of Qincheng, and one of the nine tribes of Nihai.

"The Zhu Sect and the Sword Sect have always been interdependent, and I can predict this result." Zhao Yu said in a cold tone.

"Why should I be more ruthless and completely deal with Zhu Minglang? Li Caimo is indeed a good candidate daughter, but she is still a bit inferior to Wen Lingfei, and her cultivation level cannot be compared with Wen Lingfei." An Qingfeng whispered.

"Haha, do you think this prince is like the kind of person who picks up someone else's broken shoes?" Zhao Yu's words were a little chilling.

When An Qingfeng saw Zhao Yu change his face, he immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing. He quickly patted his face with his hand and smiled apologized: "I don't mean this. The orthodox princess is not qualified. She just accepts it as a toy. As the prince, even the toy must be of the level of the female head of the Miaoshan Sword Sect!"

This sentence calmed Zhao Yu's expression a little. He slowly smiled and said to An Qingfeng: "Don't it depend on your Prince An's Mansion? Your Prince An's Mansion has chewed the Zhu Sect. How could the Sword Sect, which has lost its lips and teeth, dare to disobey our royal family??"

"Our Prince An's mansion will not disappoint the little prince." An Qingfeng continued to smile.

"Dispose it." Zhao Yu said.
Chapter completed!