Chapter 743

At that time, she thought it was Murong Hongxu who wanted to test which prince was more suitable to inherit the throne.

Now that I think about it... there is only one possibility, that is, the emperor who cares most is gone, so what does it matter who owns the throne?
If Murong Wen and Murong Xun love to fight, let's fight.

Fortunately, Murong Wen thought how powerful the Twelve Blood Shadow Demons he had secretly cultivated. It turned out that Murong Hongxu had the information from the very beginning.

At this time, there is still a considerable gap between the Twelve Blood Shadows and the Twelve Blood Shadows that grew up in the previous life.

Now that they are wiped out, Murong Wen will suffer heavy losses.

After all, it took a lot of hard work and money to train them.

"Junya!" Zongzi's flat voice was a little more joyful, and he walked over quickly, followed by a horse, dragging two unconscious guys on the horse's back.

"Are you okay?" Ni Junya asked Zongzi with concern.

"It's okay." After Zongzi finished speaking, he glanced at Murong Ji indifferently.

Murong Ji went crazy, what does Zongzi's contemptuous look mean?
"What are you looking at?" Murong Ji asked angrily.

Do you look down on him?
"Hehe." Zongzi responded coldly to Murong Ji's idiot question.

Murong Ji was furious: "How dare you despise me!"

"I need someone to save me!" Zongzi's disdainful eyes fell on Murong Ji unabashedly.

Murong Ji gritted his teeth, and exhaled heavily from his nostrils with anger: "I have already agreed that you will come to Junya to help. If you are disobedient, who do you blame?"

"Does this Palace need your help?" Thinking of this Murong Ji made her stomach angry, what if something really happened to Jun Ya?
"Junya isn't such a waste." There was another meaning in Zongzi's simple words.

The trash is someone else.

"Of course Junya has the ability to deal with it, so I'm also worried." Murong Ji, who had always been on a tit-for-tat with Zongzi, spoke the truth rarely at this time.

Compared with Junya's safety, what else is it?
Hearing Murong Ji's answer, Zongzi's complexion improved a bit, and Murong Ji had a conscience.

In his heart, he approved of Murong Ji, but the zongzi was not forgiving.

"Let Junya worry, waste!"

The corners of Murong Ji's lips twitched twice, he and Zongzi just don't get along, don't they?

Otherwise, why don't the two of them look pleasing to each other?
Since good communication has no effect... why is he being polite to Zongzi?
When will Murong Ji suffer?

Is he the kind of master who suffers?

"Yeah, Bengong is such a waste, Junya is still worried about Bengong, why don't you obediently listen to Junya and help this waste of Bengong!"

This kind of "fearless" spirit that is not ashamed but proud made Zongzi dumbfounded.

"Why? Don't you agree?" Murong Ji looked at the rice dumpling with a smile, and said with a smug smile, "How is Bengong? Jun Ya likes it and worries about it."

Zongzi narrowed his eyes dangerously, and his fresh, handsome and refined aura was completely destroyed by the hostility all over his body.

Facing a scoundrel like Murong Ji, the Buddha would be able to spit blood out of anger, let alone a mortal like Zongzi?
"Oh, I have such a high position in Jun Ya's heart, there is really no way." Murong Ji's current expression and demeanor can be accurately described with one word - cheap!

Seeing Zongzi creaking and grinding his teeth non-stop, Murong Ji became more and more frightened, looked at Zongzi provocatively, and shook his head.

(End of this chapter)

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