The male god of fast crossing the space world, please hold back

Chapter 678 Rebirth of the Crown Princess: The Cold Prince's Favorite (74)

Mu Fuhua didn't want to keep alive when he did things, and he didn't need to keep alive. These people dared to hurt her princess, and it would not be a pity to die.

Coming out of the secret room, Mu Lingyun had already gathered all the guards in the Seventh Prince's mansion to intercept Mu Fanhua.

A bright moon hung in the sky, and snowflakes fell one by one.

There is a cold breath in the air, as if it can freeze people.

"Someone disrespected the prince by disguising himself as the dead prince, everyone obeyed—"

"It's the lord!"

"Kill without mercy."

"Hehe—" Mu Fanhua laughed coldly, his deep eyes were floating and full of killing intent.

"Bangdang-"

In the blink of an eye, a flash of swords and swords flashed, and all the guards in the Seventh Prince's mansion fell to the ground in response.

This process took place in less than a second, and before Mu Lingyun even came to his senses, Mu Fuhua's sword had already pierced his shoulder.

It's the shoulders, not the heart.

"You...why are you so high in martial arts?" Mu Lingyun had never seen Mu Fuhua make a move, but if he had such high martial arts, why didn't he use them.

In this way, he can also express himself in front of King Mu.

Thinking of this, Mu Lingyun couldn't help laughing at himself. Mu Fuhua himself is the prince, and he doesn't need to express himself in front of King Mu at all.

"Looking at your expression, it seems that you already know the answer."

"I have another question." Mu Lingyun frowned lightly. The wound was deep, but he didn't feel much pain.

Mu Fanhua's sword was so fast that the moment it pierced, his body was more numb than painful.

It was also the first time he had seen his martial arts with his own eyes. With such high martial arts, even if he forcibly broke into the palace, he probably would not be afraid.

"ask."

"Why didn't you kill me?" Mu Lingyun squinted, stared at him firmly and said, "Everyone knows that you are dead, and now that you kill me, no one knows that you killed me. Other than me, there is no one who can threaten your position as the crown prince. You can wait until the emperor's father has passed for a hundred years before inheriting the throne."

"Hehe..." Mu Fanhua sneered, his eyes full of disdain.

"What are you laughing at?" The doubts in Mu Lingyun's eyes deepened.

"I laugh at your superficiality." Mu Fanhua pulled out the sword, blood splattering everywhere.

Mu Lingyun felt the pain, pressed his shoulders, and half-knelt down.

"How superficial?" he asked.

For so many years, in order to gain a foothold in the imperial court and win the throne, he has made efforts and sacrifices that are not understood by ordinary people.

But now, he was defeated so easily by someone whom he didn't think was an opponent before.

Also, he said he was superficial.

"You think your existence will threaten my crown prince, Mu Lingyun, Mu Lingyun..." Mu Fuhua hugged Princess Chunian in his arms, looked at the man half kneeling on the ground in front of him with narrowed eyes and said, "Are you really It’s because I think too highly of myself.”

"You..." Hearing these words, Mu Lingyun felt so angry that he spit out a mouthful of blood.He kept panting, deeply feeling the sarcasm in the other party's words.

Actually, Mu Lingyun is not afraid of losing.

It doesn't matter if you lose, the most fearful thing is that in the end, the opponent doesn't regard him as an opponent at all.

"No matter how hard you try, how much you win over the ministers in the court, you will never win. Do you want to know the reason?"

"Tell me the reason." Mu Lingyun narrowed her eyes.

He was already prepared to die, but he had to know the reason.

(End of this chapter)