The Crown Prince is Actually a Princess!

However, this question is like a throat, Murong Ci wants to know, has Yuwen Zhantian's beast defiled Ah Ci?

Although he won't mind, he must figure it out.

Murong asked dullly, "If he defiled me, what would you do?"

"I will smash him into pieces! Bone and ashes!" He almost shattered his teeth, murderously.

"Do you care so much?" she asked "disheartenedly".

"You lied to me, didn't you? He didn't do anything to you, did he?" He was overjoyed and anxious, almost driving crazy.

If she was really defiled by Yuwen Zhantian, she wouldn't ask like that.

She nodded, and Murong Yu hugged her tightly again and smiled ecstatically.

Murong Ci sighed secretly, men always care about women's fame.

Suddenly, he slightly pressed his sword eyebrows, let go of her, and listened carefully, his expression heavy.

"What's the matter?" she asked restlessly.

"There are a lot of people galloping in. It should be chasing soldiers."

He immediately told his subordinates to gallop forward, then hugged her on the horse, "Go!"

After a short rest, Yuwen Zhantian rushed to him. They should be riding a horse with strong feet, otherwise they won't catch up so quickly.

They set off in a hurry, Murong Yu spurred the horse with a stern whip, but the horse could no longer run, and his feet were very slow.

The chasing soldiers whizzed past them, horseshoes shook the sky, and smoke billowed.

Murongci was shocked that Yuwen Zhantian unexpectedly guessed that they had changed their way.

Three hundred horses besieged them in the center, she looked over, Yuwen Zhan Tianxiong was standing on the gods, and the cold bird's eyes shot out, as if to shoot her through on the spot. The horse moved restlessly, but gradually calmed down under the comfort of his big hand.

Seeing her sitting on a horse side by side with Murong Yu, Yu Wen Zhantian felt so dazzling.

Sure enough, he didn't guess wrong, Murong Yu followed A Ci to Da Qin country secretly, he should be wearing a human skin mask, and cross the sea without telling the truth.

Otherwise, the father will never let him return to Beiyan Country safely!

"Yesterday, the Japanese Palace received a report that the prince of South Vietnam was assassinated on the way back to China." Yuwen Zhantian said sharply, "It is so pitiful that the prince of South Vietnam died unfortunately while fleeing."

"Oh? Really did this happen? I don't know who did it." Murong Yu was slightly surprised, "If the emperor of the Southern Yue Kingdom knew who killed Prince Yue, he would not give up."

He naturally knew about it, and he sent those "Assassins". They will leave a corner of the token of the Prince's Mansion of the West Qin State, and a living mouth, so that the living mouth can return to the Southern Yue State to report the letter, so that the emperor of the Southern Yue Kingdom will know who killed the Prince Yue.

Yuwen robbed him of Aci in battle, and he was just a small response.

Murong Yu was surprised that the prince of the Nanyue Kingdom was killed.

Yuwen Zhantian said: "The emperor of the Nanyue Kingdom will definitely pursue it to the end. My palace wants to see what happened to the people who assassinated Prince Yue."

"You will definitely be able to see it." Murong Yu said in a glorious manner.

"Aci, come back with me." Yuwen Zhantian stared at her, his eyes glowing like fire.

"The home country of this palace is Dayan, and if you want to go back, you will also go back to Dayan." Murongci sneered, "Don't daydream!"

"Yuwen Zhantian, even if you have a lot of people, what about it?" Murong Yu raised his sword eyebrows, and said arrogantly, "Do you use more to deceive less, is this your skill?"

"Aci, think about our future, think about the future of Dayan and Daqin, maybe twenty years later, you and I will become the greatest and most noble emperor of China!" Yuwen Zhan's dark blue eyes flashed. With excitement and scorching light, she sketched a grand, beautiful, and luxuriant blueprint for her, "You and I, regardless of size, are listed as the two saints and handle state affairs together. We will definitely be able to survive for generations and generations. Shibi will write down our merits and reputation! Aci, you must think carefully!"

"You have great ambitions, but this palace does not! This palace will never be with someone like you with a vicious and treacherous mind!" Murong Ci said coldly and sternly, with a firm attitude like iron.

"Aci, your decision today is too sloppy, you will regret it!" His eyes curled up and the whites of his eyes rolled up, extremely hideous and terrifying.

"Aci will always belong to this king. If you dare to covet her, you can compete with this king!" Murong Yu's cold snow face filled with a bitter murderous aura.

"Murong Yu, since you want to die, this palace will fulfill you!"

Yuwen screamed from the sky and slammed into the sky. At the same time, Murong Yu went straight into the sky, and no one was seen for an instant.

In midair, the two small figures occupy one side each, with both palms coming out, blasting a momentum towards each other.

At this time, the sky was already bright, and a round of red sun took off, and the sunrise covered the entire east, with red light and great weather.

They flew down and competed against their internal forces. Waves of internal forces rushed towards each other like a flood, and they seemed to swallow the sky and the sun.

In this super master competition, the world trembles, the air fluctuates, and the four fields are miserable and vague, which is breathtaking.

The morning glow reflected on Murongci's small face, red light flashing, she watched the battle intently, her fists clenched tightly.

Although Yuwen Zhantian's martial arts came from Xiaoyao Palace, Murong Yu can definitely defeat him!

They landed slowly on the ground, and the super air currents caused by internal duels and the fluctuating and ebb and flow of air waved up the storm, and their great cloak swelled up, flying like black flames.

Her heart is surging, this should be the ultimate state of Murong Yu and Yu Wen Zhantian's internal strength cultivation.

This realm is enough to make the sky dark, the sun and the moon dull.

Both sides watched the battle nervously, hoping that the master would defeat the other.

Yuwen Zhantian's Jun Rong is cold and cold, and murderous; so is Murong Yu, his facial features are like cuts, his murderous aura is like a cold wind, like a flying dragon leaping.

Suddenly, Yuwen Zhantian's body trembled, blood gushing out from his mouth, his internal strength was unsustainable.

This opportunity was very rare, Murong Yu shot it with all his strength, and the air wave rushed away like a huge wave.

Yuwen Zhantian was hit straight, and fell three feet away.

Murongci was extremely pleasantly surprised, and walked to Murong Yu's side and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

He shook his head, his thin lips pressed tightly.

Although he won, Yuwen Zhantian's internal strength cultivation should not be underestimated. He also suffered a bit of internal injury, just suppressing it from the other side.

"Those who take Murong Yu's first level will reward one hundred taels of gold. Those who take Murong Yu's resignation will reward one hundred taels of gold."

Yuwen Zhantian stood up slowly, clutching his chest, and ordered sharply.

The reward is so rich and the opportunity is rare, how could those three hundred elites miss it in vain? Their blood was boiling, and they attacked each other like wolves, and the tide swarmed up.

The 70 people on Murong Yu's side immediately faced off, and the two sides fell into a fierce melee.

Yuwen Zhantian came slowly, walked over quickly, drew the sword from his waist, wiped the blood from his lips, his eyes were fierce and determined, "I haven't lost the palace yet!"

Murong Yu also drew out the soft sword energy from his waist, his eyes surged, "The king will convince you to lose! A Ci, stand aside."

Murong Ci took a few steps back, frowning worriedly.

Yuwen Zhantian rushed forward with his sword high, the point of the sword piercing the opponent's chest, like a cold poisonous snake staring at its prey.

Murong Yu fought brazenly, and with a clank, the sharp blades of both sides violently knocked out the silver lightsaber flower.

In a short while, the two have passed more than twenty moves.

The tricks are fatal and dangerous everywhere. A little carelessness is the end of death.

Murongci could tell that Yuwen Zhantian's moves are mostly light and insidious, while Murong Yu's moves are both rigid and soft, and they are triumphant in ever-changing shapes. Their body changes and afterimages violent raids are even more extraordinary, dazzling and unpredictable.

The fierce battle between the two sides is the hot moment. Although Murong Yu's subordinates are all elites of one enemy ten, but that is when the opponent's combat effectiveness is relatively low. Obviously, Yuwen Zhantian also brought great talents. The two sides fought extremely violently. There was more and more blood on the ground, more and more corpses, more and more severed limbs...

Four people besieged one, it's weird if we have a chance of winning.

Anxious in her heart, she drew a soft sword around her waist to kill. Although she only had 50% internal strength, she killed one by one.

When Murong Yu saw her slaughter, his mind was tense, worried that she would be captured by the enemy.

At the moment of distraction, the tip of the opponent's sword pierced directly from the side, sharp and insidious.

Murong Yu immediately dodged when he noticed it. Although he was quick in his body, after all, the sword tip was too close to avoid completely, and a cut was made in his left arm.

Yuwen Zhantian raised his eyebrows triumphantly and sternly shouted: "Murong Yu, take your life!"

For public and private, Murong Yu should die!

Murong Yu fought back furiously, condensing his energy on the soft sword, the sword walked the dragon, the flying dragon leaped, piercing the opponent's heart, and the afterimage rushed past like a gust of wind.

Over there, Murongci killed two enemies in a row, becoming more brave as he fought, his face and robe stained with a lot of blood.

However, the opponent has a large number of people and powerful skills, and our team is getting fewer and fewer, although the opponent's people have also fallen to the ground one after another.

In the end, when only one person was left to fight in the blood, she blushed and burst out with terrible power to fight the enemy courageously.

"Master, go!"

The man shouted hoarsely.

Murong Yu's eyes were bloodshot, and a sword that condensed all his internal strength was swung out, and the majestic sword energy surged away like a frenzy.

Yuwen flew out from the sky and fell heavily to the ground.

Murong Yu flew over, grabbed Murongci's wrist and flew onto a horse together, and then shouted to the subordinate: "Get on the horse!"

"Master, go!"

The subordinate gritted his teeth, stopped the other seven or eight people alone, and shouted tragically.

Murongci sat in front, sad in his heart, Murong Yu gritted his teeth in his heart, and decisively raised his whip to urge the horse, galloping.

Several sharp swords pierced the subordinate's flesh and blood, his eyes widened and he fell slowly to the ground.

Yuwen Zhantian was seriously injured, and he struggled for a long time before he got up. He watched Murong Yu take Aci away, and watched the love of this life stay away from him...

"His Royal Highness, do you want to chase?" the subordinate asked.

"Chasing! Chasing after death!" Yuwen Zhantian shouted hoarsely.

"But, your majesty, you were seriously injured..." the subordinate worried.

Yuwen Zhantian tried to get on his horse, but he spouted a big mouthful of blood.