Fast Travel: I Rely on Crazy Literature Raiders

Chapter 172 The original heroine of the killer who was counterattacked 21

When Murong Feng heard this, the elemental power in his hand dissipated instantly, but the anger in his heart could not be relieved. At this moment, he was going crazy inside.

Seeing this, Jiang Xu spoke at the right moment, "Just now, I came to you to explain what happened between me and my third sister. Your two guards wouldn't let me in. Otherwise, I could have explained it to my father earlier."

As Jiang Xu said, he pointed to the two guards standing beside him.

The eyes of the two guards suddenly changed when they heard the words.

Before the two of them could say anything, Murong Feng made a move directly, and in a blink of an eye, the two guards fell silent.

Seeing this scene, Steward Yang was stunned. He was speechless for a while, looked at Murong Feng, then at Jiang Xu, and after a few seconds, he recovered his voice, walked up to Murong Feng, and turned to Murong Feng. Feng said: "Patriarch, Miss San can't delay any longer."

After killing the two guards, the anger in Murong Feng's heart was relieved a little bit, but it was still very bad, and he always wanted to find something to vent his anger on.

Hearing Butler Yang's words, Murong Feng walked towards Murong Lanyi's yard without caring about the anger that had nowhere to vent in his heart.

Butler Yang naturally followed.

Seeing this, Jiang Xu followed the two of them step by step.

Some are stuck on the wall, and some are stuck on the tree.

"General Murong, please don't worry about us. Let's go see your daughter first."

There were a few dandy boys who, without even lowering their voices, blatantly compared the figures between Murong Lanyi and the girls in the brothel.

Murong Feng was so angry that he almost fainted.

Originally, Nangong Yi only saw Murong Feng's back. After Murong Feng turned around, Nangong Yi could clearly see his appearance at this time.

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The speed of Murong Feng and the three was very fast, and they arrived outside Murong Lanyi's courtyard in a short while.

Everyone squeezes me, I squeeze you, and those who are close will stick close to each other and whisper a few words.

When Murong Feng heard this, his anger rose, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the person who made the sound.

Among the onlookers, some people were reluctant to hear it, some just pretended not to hear it, and some directly spoke.

Therefore, Murong Feng had no choice but to hold back his anger, and said nicely, "The banquet venue is in the front yard, why are you all here in the back yard? Steward Yang, send all distinguished guests back to the banquet."

I really want to get angry on the spot and drive these people away, but there are many high-ranking officials and dignitaries among those onlookers, and any inappropriate tone will offend others.

From a distance, you can see that the perimeter of Murong Lanyi's courtyard is full of people, including men and women, old and young.

Most of these people came to Murong's house to attend the dinner party. They were supposed to be at the banquet in the front yard, because the "publicity" of the green painting was very good, so they all ran over now.

Nangong Yi, the young prince of the Zhenguo Hou Mansion, the nephew of the current queen, and the only legitimate son of the Hou Mansion, cannot be offended.

Then I saw a person sitting on the branch, a man in red clothes with a folding fan in his hand, full of flirtatiousness.

Seeing Murong Feng's head full of injuries and looking very embarrassed, Nangong Yi was silent, and asked curiously, "What's wrong with the general? Can he be attacked in his own yard? Why is his head full of injuries?"

As soon as Nangong Yi's words came out, the others all looked at Murong Feng inquisitively.

To be able to leave a wound on this person's head, he must be a master, and he doesn't know who he offended.

Everyone was curious, and Murong Feng also remembered that Jiang Xu had knocked on the head more than a dozen times just now, his eyebrows twitched, and he stared fixedly at Nangong Yi, wanting to say something but couldn't, his chest heaved It was ups and downs, as if he was going to faint in the next second.