Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

"If he doesn't succeed once, he will definitely perform it a second time." Fan Tianluo said angrily, almost capsized in the gutter.

"I don't know how many good girls have been harmed by him. This guy really should get rid of him." Mu Yu felt a little unbalanced.

"Mu Yu, your beauty plan is good, the little princess is blushing." Fan Tianluo suddenly laughed.

Mu Yu blushed immediately, "It's not your bad idea!"

"Hey, the little princess is so beautiful, so I won't wrong you." Fan Tianluo teased.

Mu Yu rolled his eyes and said: "I just want to get this done quickly, and take the teleportation array to go to Quanguo. You, be careful, you won't know if Murongyin takes advantage of you later."

Mo Xingchen floated out and said, "That's impossible, do you think I'm dead?"

Mu Yu looked Mo Xingchen up and down with her eyes, then smiled evilly and said, "You? Hehe, I'd better go back to practice." After finishing speaking, she went into the Yinzhan.

"Stinky boy, what expression do you have? Make it clear that I'm not human." Mo Xingchen said angrily, and then floated to Fantianluo's side and said, "Little Luo, what are you going to do? I guess the little princess must have been fascinated by Murongyin." Soul technique."

"Don't worry, the auction will be held in three days. Let's go shopping first. The little princess will meet again." Fan Tianluo comforted him.

For the next three days, Murong Yin didn't come, nor did the little princess, but Murong Guangying would come around every day and offered to be their guide, but Fan Tianluo refused, but Fan Tianluo knew about his appearance, Murong Guangying Tone didn't give up.

On the fourth day, Fan Tianluo and Mu Yu left the inn and headed for the Royal Auction Hall. The auction house was in the upper area of ​​the Mid-Levels, so they walked up the street.

As soon as he walked a hundred meters away, he heard a carriage coming quickly from behind. The carriage pulled by two horses was running wildly, and the street suddenly screamed again and again, followed by various curses.

"Get out of the way, you don't care if you get hit to death!" The coachman was a middle-aged man with a very ferocious appearance, and he kept beating the horse with a black leather whip in his hand, as if he disliked that the speed was not fast enough.

"The carriage of the Murong family!" Someone cursed angrily.

"Today's auction, the third young master of Murong's family is back, so he must be in a hurry to go to the auction." Fan Tianluo and Mu Yu were talking not far away.

"Murong Third Young Master, what good things did you find this time?" Suddenly, a man's laughter came from a second floor not far away.

A rather young male voice immediately rang out from the carriage and said with a smile: "Third Young Master Qian, there is something good this time, hurry up and tell your old man to go to the auction house, don't blame me for not notifying you if it's late."

"Thank you, Third Young Master." After finishing speaking, Third Young Master Qian fell directly to the ground from the second floor, a red light flickered, and his figure jumped a few times and disappeared.

Fan Tianluo's eyelids twitched and said: "This third young master Qian is actually a super mysterious god of the fire department, and the young people here are really geniuses."

"It's not surprising that the Qian family is one of the eight great families, but the third young master Murong has brought something good, we must go and see it." Mu Yu said immediately.

While speaking, the arrogant carriage in front suddenly neighed, its front hooves lifted off the ground, and the entire carriage was driven to stand upright.

Four masked men in black jumped down from the roofs of the streets on both sides, and slashed at the carriage with four gleaming broadswords with four colors of light.

"Third Young Master!" The coachman was thrown into the air by the mad horse, and when he fell down and looked back, he was terrified.