My Unrivalled Princess: I Won’t Mess With You - Chapter 435

Luo Qianchan went to Cullen’s music, and Cullen’s music was very lucky. The man in black also attacked him with a black dart, but he avoided it.

“Your Highness is all right?”

“My king is fine, but … what happened to Doctor Lin?”

Coulomb asked Lei Zimo’s condition with concern, Luo Qiang stunned, his expression darkened.

“Lin Zimo … the poisoning is too deep, although I have found a way to understand the poison, but … there are side effects of amnesia. If he wakes up, he won’t remember anything.”

“Ah? Doctor Lin’s medicine …” # _ # 27218470

Coulomb cares about this subconsciously, but after speaking, he realizes his question, which seems to be a bit ruthless.

“Girls, don’t get me wrong, I just …”

“Anyway, if Lin Zimo doesn’t have medical skills, he won’t know His Royal Highness. For the sake of others, for the benefit of each other. I can understand.”

Listening to Luo Qianchan’s words, Courron became more embarrassed.

“The young girl does not misunderstand me, even if Mo has no medical skills, I will not abandon him after he rescued my mother by him! I will still treat him in the same manner as before.” # 2.7218470

“No, I decided to take him with me. When he wakes up and he is up, we will leave.”

Luo Qian shallow said very firmly, Lin Zimo Ruo still has a skill. Then she was assured to leave him in the sea, at least, no one would be willing to kill him for his medical skills.

But now, the medical skills are no longer there, and Lin Zimo can’t do martial arts. Luo Qianchan will never leave him alone.

Cullen did not say anything, felt a little embarrassed, and quickly shifted the topic.

“Girl shallow, curious who was the assassin?”

“Of course! By the way, there are two other people trapped by me. They are dead, but what are they asking from their mouths?”

Couron shook his head and sighed slightly.

“These alveolar sacs were placed in the alveolar well in advance, and they knew they were defeated. They bite the sac early and died immediately. Even these corpses were disfigured, and no one could identify who they were . It seems that the killer is determined. The king can think of only two people. “

“Who?”

“One, Tianqi Xindi, Murong Yun. The second … my sister, Min Yuejue.”

“Murong Yun is unlikely. Why did he kill you?”

“Because Murong Yun lurked in my sea and mountains, I led his soldiers to kill him. Before Murong Yun became the emperor, he was known for his fierceness and revenge. Now many people have become secret tyrants. Anyone who loses the other must be bad. “

“You said, Murong Yun?”

Luo Qiang faintly felt that Murong Yun described in the mouth of Corum Jazz was not the same as himself. Murong Yun in Luo Qianchan’s eyes, although indifferent, decisive. But there is compassion, there is kindness, and there is also affection.

“Unfortunately, it’s just skepticism now, and the King has no evidence to prove who the assassins were.”

Cullen did not know that Murong Yun, whom he suspected at this moment, was about to encounter the same assassination.

Murong Yun watched the seal in the Royal Study Room as usual today. When he was playing the chapter, it was customary not to have a second person besides Feng Qing. Otherwise, he will be distracted.

“Emperor, your Tremella soup is here, will the slave bring it to you?”

At this time, the voice of Father Father Jian Jian came from outside the hall. Mu Rongyun hesitated slightly, raised his eyes to the door of the temple, and frowned slightly.

“Emperor, drink now, or wait?”

Feng Qing asked Murong Yun, Murong Yun frowned slightly, and smiled coldly.

“Call them in.”

“they?”

Feng Qing stunned, and this weekly soup is a father-in-law, how can they become them?

Feng Qing only said that Murong Yun had made a mistake and greeted the door.

“come in!”

Ke Ren came in, but Feng Qing was choked. I saw my father-in-law with Tremella soup at the front. Today, he followed two young eunuchs with their heads down.

“Father Liu Jian, today, why brought two more people? Don’t you know that the emperor doesn’t like crowds?”

“I……”

The father-in-law Liu Jian wanted to speak, but suddenly stopped his mouth. The hand holding the Tremella soup was shaking constantly, and Murong Yun raised his cold eyes and waved his hand.

“Bring the soup up.”

“Yes … the emperor.”

The father-in-law Liu Jian held the soup forward, and the two eunuchs behind him suddenly raised their heads, revealing the scarred face.

“There are assassins!”

Feng Qing immediately realized the danger and pulled out his sword to protect Murong Yun. The two assassins first decisively killed father-in-law Liu Jian, then leapt onto the desk and ran towards Murong Yun.

Feng Qing’s martial arts are not low, but I have never seen such an assassin, and was immediately entangled. Another assassin was entangled with the incoming guard.

Murong Yunyun was sitting in front of the desk, his eyes turned upwards, and he saw two men in black leaping from the beam of the room, straightening his sword towards

Murong Yun stabbed, and there was no red poison on the blade.

Murong Yun ducked back, easily grabbed the next person’s knife, and directly inserted the knife into the eyes of the assassin. The means are extremely fierce, another assassin was obviously shocked, and at the moment when he was stunned, Murong Yun had arrived.

“Uh……”

Seeing that Murong Yun did not take this person’s life, he reached out and choked his neck and mouth. The power is infinite, forcing this person to close his mouth.

Murong Yun looked indifferent, and squinted his eyes toward the back of the man in black, and found the poisonous sac at a glance.

“Want to die? You can never die easily in your hands …”

After Luo Chengjun finished speaking, he directly lifted his foot and severely broke the leg bones of the man in black, probed into his mouth, and smashed the poisonous sac.

At this moment, the two men in black had also been subdued by Fengqing and the guards, but unfortunately, they did not have such foresight as Murong Yun, and they broke their poisonous sacs and died on the spot.

“Emperor, are you okay?”

Feng Qing rushed over and saw the man strangled in Murong Yun’s hand, grinning with a bite of teeth, and anguish, and then he felt relieved.

“Transfer this person to the Dali Temple, torture and torture, and be a waiter. Be sure to ask the messenger behind the scenes and dare to snore. There are even such people in the world who are not afraid of death!”

Murong Yun said coldly, handing over the person in his hand to Feng Qing, and sat back as usual, as if nothing had happened.

In Hailuan Palace, Min Yuejue became uneasy after knowing that the assassination of Kulunjue had failed.

Even Coulomb’s music hasn’t been killed. What about Murong Yun? Her heart was even lower, and six days had passed, and none of those who had gone to the Ascension to Heaven had returned. No news came.

This sign is not a good sign.