Seeing Yan Luohong's resistance, Lin Lang moved forward with his fist without any fancy. The result of the confrontation between the fist of the eighth-level soul and the sixth-level soul can be imagined.
The moment Lin Lang struck, Yan Luohong's fist shattered into pieces.
The five fingers were twisted and deformed in strange ways, and the entire arm was almost removed by Lin Lang.
"ah!!!!"
Yan Luohong covered his right arm in pain, and beads of sweat slowly rolled down his forehead.
"Yan Luohong! I didn't want to hit you today, but why did you take advantage of the crowd to bully me first? In this case, don't blame me for being rude!"
Lin Lang said and kicked Yan Luohong firmly in the stomach.
And Yan Luohong flew out like a sandbag, dragged on the ground for more than ten meters, and was kicked into the crowd.
"Oh my god! It's the third prince!!"
"The third prince is so confused! How can he beat the immortal!"
"Go and report to the official!"
"What official are you reporting to! Isn't Mu Mansion right in front of you... City Lord Mu was knocked unconscious just now..."
Everyone gathered around and looked curiously at the third prince who was curled up on the ground like a prawn. It was impossible for them to meet the third prince on weekdays, let alone such a third prince.
Of course, what surprised them even more was Lin Lang who took action. He defeated three masters, including the third prince, and forced back dozens of guards in the city lord's palace... Is this the power of an immortal?
"Yan Luohong, please listen to me. If you dare to provoke me again in the future, there will be no such good end! Also, Mu Zhiyuan is my woman. If you dare to get close to her again, you will not be the only one who is useless.
Hands on!!"
Lin Lang left a vicious sentence. In the eyes of the onlookers, he really looked like the bully who robbed civilian girls! And he also snatched the eldest daughter of the Mu family from the hands of the prince!
Maybe this is an immortal... Even the prince cannot be offended. Everyone looked at the miserable third prince and Lin Lang with a fierce face, and this thought came to their minds unconsciously.
…
After the farce ended, everyone dispersed in a hurry. The palace sent guards to transport Yan Luohong back, but no one went to Mu Mansion to ask Lin Lang for accountability.
This incident has also become a topic that the people of Crescent City talk about. People's understanding of the Xianjia Sect has been refreshed once again.
Ming would rather provoke the royal children than the immortals!
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Mufuzhong.
Mu Hengtian slowly woke up from his coma.
"Well……"
Mu Hengtian rubbed the back of his neck, which was still a little painful.
"Dad! You're awake!"
The first thing that caught his eye was Mu Zhiyuan's surprised face.
Mu Hengtian was stunned for a while, and then he suddenly sat up from the bed as if he suddenly remembered something.
"Where is the third prince!!? Where is Lin Lang?? In the end... what happened in the end??"
Mu Hengtian was naturally asking about what happened after he fell into coma.
"Uncle Mu, there's no need to ask! Yan Luohong has been beaten home by me! It's impossible for your daughter's marriage to happen."
Only then did Mu Hengtian notice that Lin Lang was leaning to the side with his arms folded and a smile on his face.
"You you you!!!"
Mu Hengtian's hands trembled and he pointed straight at Lin Lang: "You're so angry with me! You ruined my daughter's marriage and beat up the prince of the empire? You even beat him away? You know
What kind of crime is this? Do you know where this will put our Mu family?"
"If you really like Zhiyuan, you should stay away from her!! Stay away from my Mu family!!"
Mu Hengtian cried out in despair. It was all because of Lin Lang that a good marriage was ruined, and his career... was all ruined.
"Dad! You don't have to worry...Senior Brother Lin...Senior Brother Lin will definitely help us! As long as Senior Brother Lin is here, nothing will happen to the Mu family."
"Senior Brother Lin, how can he, a small inner disciple, hope to protect my Mu family? Not to mention protecting my Mu family, I'm afraid he won't even be able to do it himself! You know what he faces
Who is it? That is His Majesty’s favorite youngest son! And what about Lin Lang? What capital does he have?"
"Father!!"
Just as Mu Zhiyuan was about to explain, a servant ran in rolling and crawling.
"Report, report, report! Master!!"
"What's wrong?? Has the Third Prince brought someone back??"
Mu Hengtian was so frightened that he quickly got up from the bed. The third prince would lead a comeback, that was for sure. Did he not expect that he would come so quickly?
"No, sir! It's... someone from the Suzaku Sect!!"
As soon as the servant finished speaking, a hearty laughter came into the mansion.
"City Lord Mu! I haven't seen you for a long time, but you still look like you!"
A familiar figure fell in front of everyone. Lin Lang took a closer look and saw that it was Deacon Qin.
"Haha! Miss Zhiyuan! Lord Mu! What a troublesome old man!"
Deacon Qin slightly raised his hand to Mu Hengtian. Mu Hengtian's original fear disappeared and was replaced by deep surprise.
"Deacon Qin?? What brought you here??"
Mu Hengtian quickly got out of bed and saluted, his bowing posture was three points lower than that of Deacon Qin.
He also has a certain understanding of the situation of the Suzaku Sect. Although Deacon Qin's cultivation level is not high, all the affairs in the sect must be managed by him. In this regard, even the chief manager of the Suzaku Sect does not care.
Yes. Besides, the two of them had met several times before, and Mu Hengtian treated him like a distinguished guest.
"Haha, I haven't seen City Master Mu for a long time, so I thought I would come to visit you today. Besides, Miss Mu has such a talent and has just become a core disciple of our sect. I haven't congratulated City Master Mu yet!"
"Hey! Where is it! Deacon Qin is too polite!"
Mu Hengtian said, but there was no look of joy on his face, instead he was filled with sorrow.
"What's wrong? Why is City Master Mu worried? Why don't you talk to me?"
Deacon Qin saw Mu Hengtian's melancholy.
"Hey! It's not because of this disciple of your sect! It really brings me trouble!"
Mu Hengtian pointed at Lin Lang angrily, and then Deacon Qin noticed Lin Lang standing by the window.
"Lord Lin Lang? Why are you here! I've been looking for you for a long time!"
When Deacon Qin saw Lin Lang, he rushed forward as if he had seen his relatives. He was not even half as calm as he had just been!
"Deacon Qin...what did you call him just now??"
Mu Hengtian thought there was something wrong with his ears, so he checked with Deacon Qin again.
"Oh haha! Lord Lin Lang! Don't you know City Master Mu? The person standing in front of you now is Lin Lang, the newly accepted disciple of the Suzaku Sect! He is also the only direct disciple of the third elder, and has the highest status in the sect.