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430. Chapter 430 I want to fight my father: let the horse come

"We haven't captured the assassin yet!"

Butler Huo shouted loudly, and the guards hidden in the darkness around the wall suddenly came over from different directions. Hidden in the darkness were all the masters of Prince Jing, who protected the safety of the palace and would not do anything without orders.

Take action, but once you take action, your relatives will not recognize you!

The woman who was wielding the whip was quickly captured, and the two men pressed her in front of Mu Jieyu. The others stood in two rows for about ten days, guarding both sides of the yard, leaving the spacious road in the middle.

"Let me go, you damn slaves. Don't you want to live?" The woman was forced to kneel in front of Mu Jieyu. Her hands were cut behind her back and her neck was pressed. She couldn't struggle at all and could only curse.

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"Tell her to raise her head," Mu Jieyu ordered softly.

The secret guard who was pressing the woman gave her hand, and the woman suddenly raised her head. Her eyes, as beautiful as crescent moons, exuded a cold light like poisonous snakes, which immediately put a damper on the pretty face whose eyebrows were very similar to Mu Jieyu's.

, even so, those beautiful eyes hide poison, and the charming face is full of hatred, still giving this gorgeous face a unique charm.

The woman is about twenty-nine years old, the age when a girl is like a flower. She is not wearing a dress from the Central Plains, but a Hufu from Yanbei. A rouge-colored slanted robe tightly wraps her upper body, outlining her voluptuous appearance.

With a hot figure and an unmanageable slender waist, the pleated purple long skirt she wore flowed out from the slits of her knee robe and lingered on the ground. Even when she was half-kneeling, it spread into a beautiful fan shape, showing off her beautiful figure.

Her hair is half pulled up, and she wears a gold hairpin dotted with rubies and nine golden flowers on her head. The bangs are slanted from right to left, covering half of her plump and white forehead. The forehead exposed on the right is dotted with gold hairpins dotted with rubies. Compared with

Because of her age, Mu Jieyu's face has not yet opened up. This woman undoubtedly has a more mature charm.

In the original portrait, Mu Jieyu didn't see that Jun Kang's daughter, Jun Yuwei, looked exactly like him, but now that he saw the real person, there was a slight resemblance, especially the pair of moon-like eyes. Thinking of what he had seen before

The two brothers Jun Yulong have very similar eyes. This must be the inheritance of the Jun family.

"Drag her down."

While Mu Jieyu was sizing up Jun Yuwei, Jun Yuwei was immersed in the shock after seeing Mu Jieyu and had a rare moment of silence. How could Mu Jieyu not be able to read Jun Yuwei's eyes?

His face was still pale, but there was a coldness in his eyes.

"Wait a minute!"

Just when the secret guard listened to Mu Jieyu's instructions and lifted Jun Yuwei up from the ground and was about to drag her down, a loud and dull sound like the bells of an ancient temple suddenly sounded.

Mu Jieyu raised his eyes, raised the corners of his lips slightly, and sneered at the middle-aged man who was wearing a luxurious python robe with wide sleeves and striding towards this side with powerful strides. The middle-aged man must have passed his forties and was resolute.

His facial features, the eyebrows that slant into the temples like a cold knife, the strong and tall body, and the standard Chinese character face, make him look more calm and self-defeating. If it weren't for his soft-lined crescent eyes,

, people who can let people feel the cold and bloody atmosphere of killing people while walking in this way may scare the children who come close to cry.

"Greetings to King Yan." Jun Kang approached, and Butler Huo took a step forward, bowing slightly to Jun Kang and clasping his fists.

"Brother Huo, how come we are so polite after seeing each other for several years?" Jun Kang glared at Butler Huo with feigned anger.

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