Supreme Sovereign

"Old Nine, when did you get so many more troops?"

Murong Jun panted heavily, and then said: "When I came here just now, I saw that your army had at least 600,000 troops. It's more than the sum of me and Old Five. I didn't expect that you kept silent for ten years and secretly kept such a trick!"

Murong Yu smiled faintly, but said nothing, but poured a cup of tea and handed it to Murong Jun.

"Old Nine, now is not the time to drink tea."

Murong Jun frowned, and then said: "Now it's urgent! If you don't take action, the third brother's present will be your future! Murong Ping is so evil, and I don't know where he found the master. My army was destroyed by them in an instant! In my opinion, when he really notices you, you will be the same as us."

Murong Yu still didn't say anything, but pointed to the teacup in front of Murong Jun and said: "Third brother, drink tea!"

"You!"

Murong Jun was very angry with him, but he couldn't find a place to vent for a while. He could only sit on the stool and breathe heavily.

Suddenly, the curtain of the tent was opened, and a very young boy walked in from outside.

"Stop, what are you doing?"

Murong Jun's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had found a perfect outlet. He pointed at Qin Yi and cursed, "Little bastard, do you know the rules? Didn't you see we are talking here? Do you know what seniority is? You barged in without even notifying me? Get out now?"

In his words, his intention to swear at someone else was very obvious. Obviously, he also wanted to take this opportunity to give his "unreasonable" ninth brother a good beating!

At this moment, Qin Yi's eyes suddenly turned to Murong Jun, and a ray of brilliance shot out from his eyes. It was like a cold sword, pressing against Murong Jun's chest.

Murong Jun's soul seemed to have been taken away, his mouth opened and closed, but he couldn't say a word.

"Third brother, this is Mr. Qin Yiqin."

Murong Yu raised his lips slightly and said, "He is from Xueliu Territory and is my honored guest."

"Xue... Xueliu Territory!"

Although Murong Jun didn't have much brains, he had heard of the name of Xueliu Territory. Xueliu Territory is the strongest of the many large domains near them. Almost all the people who come from there are masters.

He finally realized how stupid he had just done. The young man in front of him, who was called Mr. Qin, had unfathomable strength and was obviously an existence that he could not provoke. But just now, he actually used the other party as his punching bag and even wanted to blast him out.

He is no longer the glorious third prince. To put it bluntly, he is now a stray dog ​​who came to seek refuge with Murong Yu. Now, even Murong Yu is so respectful to this Mr. Qin, so didn't his behavior just now completely offend the other party?

Murong Jun wanted to explain and apologize, but he couldn't make a sound when the words came to his mouth. His throat seemed to be stuck by something. Even looking at the other person made him feel flustered.

Fortunately, Qin Yi was not a person who cared about every little thing. Although the other party treated him like this just now, he did not take advantage of the situation, or the guy in front of him was not worth his anger at all. Soon, he retracted his gaze, walked to Murong Yu's side, then sat down and began to taste tea.

Murong Yu was also very cooperative, without any intention of being anxious, and followed Qin Yi to taste tea.

Seeing the calm and calm appearance of the two guys in front of him, Murong Jun was furious. He wanted to speak, but when he saw Qin Yi sitting next to Murong Yu, his words were instantly swallowed back.

"Ninth brother!"

At this time, there was another anxious shout outside the big tent.

"Murong Feng?"

When Murong Jun heard this voice, his eyes widened instantly, and the anger on his face rushed up!

Soon, a thin man's voice rushed in from outside. This man was the fifth prince - Murong Feng.

Compared with Murong Jun, Murong Feng was much better. Although he had wounds on his body, he looked neat.

"Is it you?"

Like Murong Jun's reaction, Murong Feng was stunned for a moment after seeing Murong Jun, and then a strong hatred surged in his eyes.

"Ninth brother, this guy is here to borrow troops from you, right?"

Murong Feng ignored Murong Jun and said, "Don't lend troops to this idiot. I just got the news that this idiot had 300,000 troops under his command, but he actually killed them all. If you lend your troops to him, I'm afraid it won't end well!"

"Murong Feng!"

Murong Jun slammed the table and stood up, pointing at the other party and cursing, "Don't spit blood on me! You say I can't fight, but you are so great yourself? I heard that you can obviously command your own army to fight, but you saw that the situation was not good and you ran away immediately. What, are you better at commanding battles than me?"

Murong Feng shouted coldly: "You fat pig, are you still reasonable now? Think about it for yourself, you have fought so many battles with me, have you ever won once? Don't think that you are a few years older than me. That’s amazing! Let me tell you, whether we are fighting together on the battlefield or fighting alone, you will never be my opponent!”

"You mean, you want to practice with me?"

Murong Jun had been holding back a lot of anger, but now after seeing Murong Feng, his anger finally couldn't be contained and completely burst out. Suddenly he flicked his arm hard, and a bright long knife appeared in his hand.

"Am I still afraid of you?"

Not to be outdone, Murong Feng drew his sword and took a step forward.

Just when the two of them were at war with each other, a cold voice suddenly came from the scene: "That's enough."

Murong Yu slammed the tea cup in his hand on the table, glanced at the two of them, and said, "I can't care if you are shouting and killing outside. But here, you must listen to me! There are guests here now , you are fighting among each other, isn’t it a joke?”

"hehe."

Qin Yi chuckled and said: "His Ninth Prince is really boring. I am just getting ready to watch a good show."

"Who are you?"

Murong Feng's eyes were cold and his voice was cold: "This is a family matter between us. What qualifications do you, an outsider, have to dictate here?"