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Chapter 131 The scared prince

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The night is charming, and the jingyu under the moon is even more charming.

A plain dress is hard to describe the beautiful posture, the skin is better than snow, the graceful posture has infinite beauty, the cold eyes reflect Luo Yan's figure, the thin lips move slightly, and he looked at Luo Yan with some confusion and asked: Why do you want to tell him our identity?

In Jingyu's view, the exposure of his identity means trouble.

Luowang's attitude towards traitors is to stay alive.

I need his trust, basic trust, otherwise some things are difficult to deal with. Secondly, our identity cannot be concealed all the time, and the person I have to wait for should be coming soon, and I can't hide it if I want to hide it at that time.

Luo Yan's eyes flashed, and he said softly at the crescent moon in the sky.

The person you are waiting for?

Jingyu had more doubts in his eyes, and he seemed to be unable to understand.

Well, someone who has the potential to change your and my destiny, of course, there will be great risks in this, but this path is the most suitable path for us at the moment.

Luo Yan looked at Jingyu and chuckled.

As long as you can get the help of Ying Zheng, some things will no longer be troublesome.

Jingyu was silent. Luo Yan's mysterious words made her unable to understand. Since he didn't want to say it in detail, she naturally wouldn't ask. Xiao Yan'er, who was hugging her arms, said softly: It's getting late, are you going to stay tonight?

kindness!

Luo Yan looked at Jingyu and nodded.

I'll make your bed.

Jingyu said softly, and after that, he walked towards the distance.

Sleeping on the floor again~

When Luo Yan heard this, he reached out and picked up the Jingyu Sword and followed him. At the same time, he said without forgetting to show his misery. He had been obsessed with Jingyu's quilt.

Desire for a close fight.

You can sleep in the bed.

Jingyu looked at Luo Yan, blinked her beautiful eyes and said softly.

Together?

Luo Yan said with a smile.

Do you want to practice swordsmanship?

Jingyu looked at Luo Yan with cold eyes and asked.

I want to practice guns.

Luo Yan muttered in his heart, but smiled on his face, shook his head and said: I won’t practice anymore, I’m not in the mood recently.

Is there any news from the Mo family giant?

Jingyu was silent for a while and asked.

God knows where the old man died.

When Luo Yan heard this, he sighed and said softly, thinking that the great Mo family giant should not deceive him.

Even if there is no way, at least come and tell him.

However, it is better to begging for yourself than asking others. In any case, you must be prepared just in case.

It will be fine.

Jingyu looked at Luo Yan and comforted her softly.

Luo Yan looked at the sudden soft Jingyu between his eyebrows and lost his mind for a moment.

Mom, I'm in love again~

……

Just when Luo Yan fell in love.

On the other side, the Prince's Mansion.

The Korean prince is currently extremely safe and has a healthy limbs, but he is seriously frightened. He is now lying on the ground, his trousers are soaked and emitting a foul smell.

This is no longer a scare, but incontinence.

The prince of a dignified country was actually scared to this by some Baiyue assassins, which was really a bit unbearable.

If Luo Yan were here at this moment, he would probably be speechless.

The prince of South Korea crawled on the ground, begging for mercy to Tianze in front of him. The group of people in front of him were so terrifying in his eyes. He was like a ghost. He would not mention the eight-foot man before. He was invulnerable to swords and guns, had great strength, and looked ferocious.

Then another monster that could control the corpse appeared.

The leader who appeared in the end was even more terrifying. His body was filled with dark evil aura, and the space seemed to be twisted, like an evil ghost crawling out of the abyss.

After taking a look, the prince was so scared that he trembled all over and couldn't help himself.

Give me your life, let me give you whatever you want!!

The prince kept kowtowing and begging for mercy to Tianze. He could no longer care about the mess and incompetence under him.

He doesn't want to die.

If you die, there will be nothing.

He is the prince of South Korea, and he will be his entire South Korea from now on. As long as he can survive, he will have everything.

If Luo Yan followed and saw this scene, he would probably praise the prince as a talent. After all, as the prince, he was the prince, and he would kowtow to others to save his life. This is not something that ordinary people can do. For example, Han Yu and Han Fei cannot do such a thing.

Even if you die, you can't do this.

Maybe someone will say it.

It is easy to kneel down, but it is difficult to stand up.

But in Luo Yan's opinion, it is also not easy to kneel down.

Of course, for this Korean prince, this problem is not a problem. He gets used to it when he kneels a lot. This thing only takes one time and countless times.

Is this the Korean prince?It's really ridiculous~

The belated Tianze slowly walked out, looking at the Korean prince in front of him, a trace of sadness and sarcasm flashed inexplicably across the face with scales, and sneered.

The prince who was kneeling on the ground begging for mercy in front of him was the prince of South Korea.

He is the heir to South Korea, one of the enemies who once destroyed his country.

In terms of identity, he was once the prince of Baiyue, and he was at the same level as the prince of South Korea. He had nothing left, and the other country still existed!

Even a behemoth for him.

But the Korean prince in front of him has this virtue.

Tianze felt ridicule, endless ridicule, sadness towards himself, and indescribable aggrievance.

He wanted to laugh, but he couldn't.

There is only endless hostility in my heart, but it cannot be emitted, so I can only hold it in my heart.

I am, I am, please spare your life, sir, please spare your life, as long as you spare my life, I will give you whatever you want, I can't give it to you, I will let your father give it to you, as long as you don't hurt me.

The prince knelt on the ground, dragged the stolen goods all over the floor to Tianze, begging for mercy.

Take it down and don't let him run away.

Tianze ignored the Korean prince in front of him and said in a cold voice to the corpse-expressing demon beside him.

On the one hand, he came here for revenge, and on the other hand, he also wanted to see what the Korean prince looked like.

After all, he was also the prince of Baiyue, but he became a prisoner. He also wanted the prince of this country to taste this taste.

But when he saw the virtue of the Korean prince.

Tianze no longer had any interest in him.

For a piece of shit, even if it was a shit pulled by a country, Tianze was not interested in stepping on it because it would dirty his shoes, and he had his pride.

Dingdang~

As Tianze finished speaking, the crutch in the corpse-driven demon's hand shook slightly, and the bells hanging on it made a crisp sound. Then the corpses around him started to move, dragging the scared Korean prince into the distance.

Huh~

Tianze took a deep breath, his revenge had just begun.