His Royal Highness the Crown Prince

Chapter 840
"Little Luoer?!" Feng Yunran lowered her eyes quickly.

The hand placed on Feng Yunran's chest exerted force suddenly, just enough to get rid of Feng Yunran's embrace, but not enough to hurt him.

And at the moment when Sui Junluo was dragged away by the iron chain, Feng Yunran clearly heard a very hoarse word - go!

"No! Xiao Luoer is back!" Feng Yunran's indifference finally broke, and he wanted to step forward, but was shot by a golden streamer in vain on his right leg.

Blood spurted from his right leg, and the pain spread again, but Feng Yunran didn't care about it at all, limping, chasing Sui Junluo who was dragged away by the iron chain.

"Retreat!" Mrs. Xi glanced at Feng Yunran mockingly, pulled Sui Junluo to her side, threw it directly to Hei Zexi, and quickly ordered.

The group's whereabouts were ghostly, but after a while, they disappeared from Feng Yunran's sight.

"Little Luoer, come back!"

The heart-piercing roar, like a swan goose strayed from the flock, or a lone wolf who lost its partner, echoed in the mountains and forests with sadness and desolation.

Shangguanjing, who was rushing here quickly, was startled. At this moment, the bad premonition in his heart couldn't be suppressed no matter what.

Aran, Junjun...

"Quick! Speed ​​up!" Shangguan Jing said repeatedly.

And when the group arrived, Shangguanjing looked at the crimson that was smeared in the snow, and his heart tightened suddenly, "Aran!"

When Shangguan Jing approached, when he saw the man lying in the snow clearly, his eyes hurt.

The man's broken white robe was stained with blood, his entire back was soaked in bright red, and the white snow under his body was even more crimson. What was shocking was that the man's hair that was as black as ink in the past had turned into silvery white every inch, as white as frost.

"Aran." Shangguanjing quickly lifted Feng Yunran who had fallen on the ground, stretched out his fingers tremblingly, and probed his nose until the faint breath came, and his heart relaxed a little.

A month later, in the depths of the dungeon at the headquarters of the Magic Ridge.

"Dang bang~"

The sound of the iron chain falling sounded, and Hei Zexi looked at Sui Junluo lying on the bed of blood jade, with complicated eyes, and walked step by step.

And just when Hei Zexi walked three meters away from the stone bed, the "boy" who was lying quietly suddenly burst into a violent grin at Hei Zexi, and his behavior was no different from that of a wild beast.

"Jun Luo." Hei Zexi called softly, his voice was hoarse.

"Dang bang~"

Sui Junluo's movement of attacking was restrained by the iron chains on his limbs. Mrs. Xi, who came with Hei Zexi, sneered, "This little bastard is really..."

Someone grabbed her neck suddenly, and Madam Xi was shocked. Looking into those murderous eagle eyes, she felt terribly cold all over her body.

"If you let me hear those three words again, don't blame me for being rude!" Hei Zexi's voice was full of murderous intent.

"Let... let go." Mrs. Xi struggled, she never thought that Hei Zexi would suddenly make such a move.

Hei Zexi's palm was like iron, and he didn't move at all. Seeing this, Mrs. Xi could only nod her head quickly, but she couldn't help but sneer in her heart.

It was Heizexi who cooperated with them in Moling's arrest of Sui Junluo; now it is he Heizexi who defends Sui Junluo; this good guy and bad guy have done it all over again, does he think that little bastard Sui Junluo is real? Who would be grateful to him for this, so as to forget the previous hatred?

Hei Zexi couldn't see clearly what Mrs. Xi was thinking, but there was nothing he could do about it. From the moment he had this thought, there was no turning back!

(End of this chapter)