In Xiao Heng's eyes, there is only power. As for Xiao Jingyao's life, it is just behind power!
It was precisely because she realized this fact that she was worried about Xiao Jingyao, worried that the Later Yan would not coerce Xiao Heng, so she killed Xiao Jingyao in anger!
"Monk? It's easy to say. Do you really think we have the chance to get close to him?" Murong Lanying shook her head and sneered, taking Wei Zijin's words as a joke!
Seeing Wei Zijin's face gloomy, Murong Lanying's eyes were flowing, and she seemed to have thought of something again. Youran smiled and said, "Are you afraid that I will have a murderous intention toward the King of Luoyang?"
Without waiting for Wei Zijin to answer, Murong Lanying waved his hand and said, "It seems that you are really worried about him, but don't worry, why am I willing to kill him? I still have to keep him and become my Murong Lanying's husband!"
As soon as Murong Lanying finished speaking, a subordinate ran over with a serious expression and hurriedly reported: "Princess, no, the King of Luoyang is missing!"
"Murong Lanying's face changed drastically, she glared at her subordinates in front of her and asked sternly: "How could she be missing? Aren't you sure he is in a coma?"
"I am dereliction of duty. I have indeed seen that the King of Luoyang has fallen into a coma. I also sent someone to take him onto the carriage as your order from the princess, but in a blink of an eye, he disappeared!" The subordinate said carefully, Murong
Lan Ying's face became even more ugly because of this.
"Mu Yi, take a few people with you and look around!" Murong Lanying ordered the man who clamped Wei Zijin in a deep voice. He nodded, put down the knife in front of Wei Zijin, turned around and took the order and left.
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At this moment, Wei Zijin quickly raised the long whip in his hand and thrust hard at the Xianbei man holding the knife. The man was suddenly pulled by Wei Zijin's long whip, and his hand holding the knife was loosened.
He gave Wei Zijin enough chance to snatch the knife from him and put it on Murong Lanying's neck.
Murong Lanying himself had not even reacted yet, and his hands were already tied up by Wei Zijin's long whip and could not move.
"Princess!" These Xianbei people did not expect Wei Zijin to be so agile. They exclaimed loudly, and they all rushed up to try to rescue their princess from Wei Zijin.
"You retreat, otherwise the sword will be ruthless and scratch your princess!" Wei Zijin threatened with cold eyes, pulling Murong Lanying back two steps.
"I won't let go of our princess yet!" These people did not intend to retreat. They all raised the sword in their hands and said to Wei Zijin: "You are a woman, don't think that you can escape smoothly if you pinch our princess!"
"Is that so? Let's try it!" Wei Zijin's knife in front of Murong Lanying cut Murong Lanying's neck, and a drop of blood fell down the sharp blade.
Hearing Murong Lanying's muffled groan, these Xianbei people's faces changed drastically, and they could only retreat a long distance, staring at Wei Zijin's hand, fearing that she would really be detrimental to their princess!
Wei Zijin grabbed Murong Lanying and walked towards the carriage. He didn't push Murong Lanying away until he jumped onto the carriage.
She was about to rush into the woods in the carriage, but she didn't expect that the horse was completely out of control and was spinning around in place!
Wei Zijin's heart skipped a beat, and he heard Murong Lanying laugh and said, "Haha, since we can drug you, won't we drug the horse?"