[69 Book Bar-www.] "You!" Han Yan was stunned.

Ye Yunran kicked the wedding sticker back: "Go back and tell Bei Xuanjue that if he doesn't want to be accused of deliberately murdering the daughter of a first-class Wuhou, he'd better keep his mouth clean, especially you dog slaves."

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"You! Who do you think you are? The Ye Wuhou Mansion is amazing! Deliberate murder? Bah. You Ye Mansion are all a bunch of warriors! Our prince is the most noble Xuan King. Even if I beat you, I'll get my hands dirty!"

"Han Yan cursed loudly.

An evil smile appeared on the corner of Ye Yunran's lips, which was very charming. He turned to look at Ye Feng: "Dear brother, are you just watching your sister being insulted?"

Ye Feng came back to his senses, smiled coldly, and a vigorous red fighting spirit erupted from his body. He waved his arm and roared towards him.

The palm of his hand instantly released a burst of fighting spirit, pinching Han Yan's throat, and immediately lifted Han Yan's entire body into the air, like an eagle catching a chicken, as if he was about to crush him to death...

"You dare to touch me, the prince will not let you go." Han Yan's eyes were filled with fear.

"Why don't you dare! Didn't you say that Beixuanjue is afraid of getting his hands dirty?"

Ye Yunran's eyes flashed with a sneer, he strode up to him and waved his palms.

Bang bang bang.

"Then get out of Ye Wuhou's mansion and get away! Remember, if you are so arrogant next time, this will be the end!"

After more than a dozen slaps and a fierce slap, blood suddenly flowed from the corner of Han Yan's mouth, and his cheeks immediately became bruised and swollen.

"Come here, help, there's a murderer-" Han Yan made a cry like a killing pig, and shouted out the door in fear. His eyes were wide open, as if he had seen a demon that he had not seen for a hundred years.

King Xuan's guards rushed in immediately.

Seeing that Han Yan was almost maimed, the palace guards immediately drew out their long swords and pointed them at Yun Ran and Ye Feng. Suddenly, the entire Hou Mansion was filled with cold light and their swords were at war.

"I'll see who dares to use the sword in Yehou Mansion. Whoever does it, I'll kill him."

Ye Feng smiled crazily, his eyes flashed with a cold light, and he waved his other hand in the air. Suddenly, the red fighting energy gathered and moved quickly with his arm, and then formed a half-moon-shaped fire in the air. The light flashed, and the huge fighting energy was like a storm.

, spraying out towards everyone with explosive heat.

All the guards were shocked and stepped back. The third young master of the Ye family had already broken through the 2-star fighting spirit and could fight one against ten, which was difficult to deal with. However, Han Yan was King Xuan's most favored servant. If he got out of the way,

The problem is, everyone has to be buried with him.

In a dilemma, in a stalemate.

Ye Yunran smiled coldly, held Han Yan's hair with one hand, and pried open Han Yan's mouth with the other hand.

A fist smashed down hard, and all the teeth in his mouth were shattered and blood flowed everywhere.

Everyone's eyes were blank.

She turned around and shouted to everyone in Yehou Mansion who was completely stunned: "Why are you all standing there? Are all the people in Yehou Mansion dead? Come on, beat this man to death! Anyone who doesn't want to be beaten, this lady

Tomorrow I will peel off someone's skin and throw them into the pepper water!"

Arrogant, endlessly arrogant.

Everyone in the Ye Mansion trembled. Seeing Yunran's hands dripping with blood, like a hellish Shura, fear filled everyone's heart. They immediately swarmed up, picked up the broom and wiped the tea cup in their hands, and punched and kicked Han Yan again.

Seeing that Han Yan had taken in less air and had more air coming out, and was dying, a palace guard could only resist Ye Feng's fighting spirit, gritted his teeth and stepped forward and said: "Miss Ye, please show your noble hand and influence the relationship between the two families for the sake of a little servant.

not worth it."

"Hmph, your prince almost killed me yesterday, and he still owes me his life. Could it be that your Prince Xuan Mansion wants to beat me to death again today?" Yun Ran sneered at the corner of his mouth.

No one dared to come forward.

Yun Ran raised his eyebrows and looked at the fighting crowd with great arrogance. He lay lazily on the Grand Master's chair and said quietly. He picked up his nails and dug into Han Yan's cheek again, breaking his appearance.

Han Yan screamed, heartbreaking, and his eyes began to turn white.

The guards felt a chill in their hearts. Isn't it rumored that this woman was hit in the vital point by the prince yesterday, her meridians were severed, she lost her fighting spirit and her backbone, and she only became able to gather around the prince's feet and lick the soles of his shoes?
Chapter completed!