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1611 Who gave you the right to call yourself lonely II

Lan Feng glanced at Lan Huahong subconsciously. Isn't his Highness right here?

Lan Huahong covered the back of his neck and looked up to see the boy whose neck was being strangled by Lan Feng.

The young man's face was wearing a mask, and he was the person who was standing behind Xiaobao just now.

However, just now, in order to successfully carry out the sneak attack, he took off the loose robe that concealed his figure.

Therefore, the height and body shape at this time are clearly displayed.

When Lan Huahong saw the young man's figure, he was so frightened that he almost screamed at the top of his lungs: "Kill him, kill him quickly. Lan Feng, I am ordering you, do you hear me? Li Zupeng

, Li Zupeng, kill him quickly!!"

After Li Zupeng saw the boy's figure clearly, his expression changed drastically. Without thinking, he slapped the boy with his palm.

This palm contained extremely powerful spiritual power. If it had been struck for real, the boy would have died without even a chance to say a word.

Lan Feng was still in a daze and did not react at this time. When he realized that Li Zupeng was going to kill him, it was already too late to lead the boy to dodge.

The little carrot heads were so scared that they closed their eyes, "Ah! Brother Lan, be careful!!"

"Brother Lan, don't die!!"

Zheng——!!

A piano sound sounded, and Muyan pressed her hand on the strings, aiming precisely in the direction of the boy in blue.

As the sound of the piano resounded, an invisible protective shield fell around the boy in blue.

[Holy Hand Weaving Sky] activates!

Li Zupeng only felt that his palm hit an invisible wall, and he was knocked back several steps. His energy and blood surged, and it took him a long time to calm down.

He glared at Muyan fiercely, with murderous intent and greed in his eyes.

It was this woman who ruined her good deeds again! It would be no exaggeration to say that she was torn into pieces.

But at the same time, he also coveted the piano even more. What kind of magical instrument was it? A random sound of the piano could force him to retreat as a Nascent Soul monk. If he could get this piano...

But the most important thing at the moment is to solve the immediate problem.

Li Zupeng's heart trembled. Without giving everyone time to react, he glanced at the two Yuanying monks and said, "Why are you still standing there? Someone is assassinating His Highness. Why don't you quickly put him on the spot?"

The two Yuanying monks met and immediately rushed up together with Li Zupeng.

Lan Feng's expression changed drastically, he let go of the boy, used his spiritual power, and slapped the three of them hard.

There was a loud bang and the earth trembled.

Li Zupeng and the two Nascent Soul cultivators all retreated ten steps away, but Lan Feng's face turned pale, and bloodshot eyes overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Lan Feng, what are you doing? Do you want to protect the assassin who assassinated His Highness? How do you feel about it?" Li Zupeng yelled and cursed, directly occupying the moral high ground.

But at this moment, Lan Feng's face was in a daze. He had just taken action without knowing it, and he could not allow them to hurt the young man behind him.

However, this young man is really the murderer of His Highness.

"Lan Feng, what are you doing here, you old man? Why don't you kill that assassin quickly!!" Lan Huahong yelled hysterically, "Lan Feng, I'm warning you, if you don't take action, you will go back to your father's house

The emperor reports that you are dissatisfied and intend to rebel. Kill him quickly, do you hear me?"
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