For the Qianze royal family, the "dragon vein" is the most important thing. After asking the dragon vein, they can do whatever it takes to everyone. What is Han Weiyang's death to them?

Why bother to be hypocritical and dare to blame her!

Qianzeyu's face turned red and white: "But you can't..."

"I can't do anything. Han Weiyang is Han Weiyang, and he is not me, what does his life and death have to do with me? What do you want are just the dragon veins. Is there any difference between who brought it back? You should be so happy now that you are crazy, why pretend to regret Han Weiyang's death?"

Qianzeyu's face turned red with anger: "Zhuge Canglan, you... don't be too arrogant. This prince can now rectify you on the spot..."

Zhuge Canglan suddenly activated, his body shook, Qian Zeyu saw nothing, and his chest hurt heavily, and he instantly flew into the air and fell from the horse's back.

Qianze Yu fell heavily, his butt was on the ground and his limbs were wide open, and his whole body was facing up and his back was down, lying flat on the ground.

The severe pain made Qian Zeyu realize that he was kicked onto a horse by Zhuge Canglan. He was so angry that he wanted to get up from the ground.

But as soon as he moved, a small foot stepped on his chest. It seemed that Qian Zeyu could not move without using too much strength.

Zhuge Canglan looked at Qian Zeyu from a high place, with a bloodthirsty smile on the corner of his lips, like a hell Shura.

"Qianzeyu, I have told you that you should not put on the airs of a prince in front of me. I will not use your style. Even if you come, I will still do this! If you dare to show off your airs, I will kill you!"

When the imperial guards in the distance saw Qian Zeyu being stepped on by Zhuge Canglan, they immediately ran over to rescue him. However, after just a few steps, a vine as thick as a wrist appeared on the road and wrapped them all around, and they were moved to make up for it.

Qian Zeyu was both painful and angry, and was angry: "You dare...you, a little commoner, to treat this prince like this, Zhuge Canglan, don't forget that your mother is still in the palace."

Zhuge Canglan stepped hard on his toes, and the two ribs on Qian Zeyu's chest broke in a quiet voice. He couldn't help but scream in pain.

Qian Zeyu's face turned pale, and the pain on his forehead was full of cold sweat. He gritted his teeth: "Zhuge Canglan...you...I won't let you go..."

Zhuge Canglan smiled evilly, and his toes stepped on him again, and another rib broke easily.

"Stop threatening me with my mother. Do you think you can really threaten me by catching her? Humph... I'll make this girl unhappy and slaughter your entire royal family!"

If she hadn't wanted Liu Rou to look ugly and not to let her suffer a little harm, Qianzetao could have sat so proudly on the dragon throne to be his emperor now.

Qian Zeyu almost fainted in pain. He always felt that his cultivation was not low, but Zhuge Canglan could hit him hard every time he appeared. Unexpectedly, it took so long before she could see that she was already a Jindan cultivator.

Qian Zeyu gritted his teeth and held back the painful moan. The prince's pride made him hold on: "Zhuge Canglan... Today's humiliation, sooner or later, I will make you return the capital and profit."

"Look at your appearance, what else can you do except howl a few times? You have to know that now your life is in my hands. If I want you to give birth, I want you to die. You think you can still see the sun tomorrow!"

...
Chapter completed!