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Chapter 674 Rebirth of the Crown Princess: The Cold Prince's Favorite (70)

This sound is very empty, and the direction of the sound is unknown, and it is not known where it came from.

Mu Lingyun was stunned all over, immediately picked up the sword not far away, stood up and said, "Who, who is it?"

Every part of the Seventh Prince's Mansion is heavily guarded, and it is impossible for anyone to come in here.

Furthermore, why did this voice feel so familiar to him, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

"You don't even know who I am, but you are quite a prince? Haha, ridiculous, really ridiculous."

The other party's voice was getting closer and closer, and Mu Lingyun seemed to recognize this sentence.

He did hear it, but he couldn't believe it.

"Mu Fanhua?" Mu Lingyun's tone was full of doubts, and then he denied it himself in the next second: "No, it's impossible! Mu Fanhua is dead, absolutely, absolutely impossible."

In an instant, a black shadow appeared in the middle of the hall.

After the shadow dissipated, a handsome young man in white came out from inside.

It's just that this young man's clothes look elegant in white, but his eyes are full of killing intent.

"Ah—ghost, ghost—" The butler at the side yelled in horror, and passed out immediately.

Mu Lingyun took two steps back slightly, closing her eyes to see more clearly.

It's just that the more clearly he saw, the fear in his heart continued to magnify.

"You...you can't be Mu Fanhua." After all, after so many years of intrigue, Mu Lingyun's ability to calm down is already very strong. One feels tremors in the voice.

"Oh?" Mu Fuhua slightly raised his eyebrows, and smiled, "Why is it impossible?"

"This king says it's impossible!" Mu Lingyun seemed a little anxious, holding the long sword in his hand tightly, and said with thin lips and teeth: "Mu Fuhua is dead, he is dead, he is already in the fire Burned to death!"

"Mu Lingyun, Mu Lingyun, it's actually not the first time you want to kill me." Mu Fuhua stood with his hands behind his back, and walked towards Mu Lingyun step by step with light steps.

Mu Lingyun put the long sword in front of his chest. When Mu Fuhua took a step forward, he took a step back.

He didn't know whether the other party was a human or a ghost, but at this moment, he hoped that the other party was a ghost.

"It seems that Lord Yan showed you the account book of your life?" Mu Lingyun took a deep breath and said, "Since you are dead, go to the place you should go. People like you can not come in this king's mansion..."

In the blink of an eye, Mu Lingyun hadn't finished speaking, and the shadows around Mu Fanhua appeared again.

If he teleported in an instant, he would have arrived at Mu Lingyun's side directly, and the long sword in Mu Lingyun's hand had also arrived in Mu Fuhua's hand at this instant.

The sharp blade firmly pressed against Mu Lingyun's throat.

It was probably at this very moment that Mu Lingyun's complexion suddenly turned pale.

"You... how did you come here..." Mu Lingyun exhausted all his strength to keep his voice from trembling, and let out a long breath, "Who are you?"

"If you think you've been smart all your life, you may be confused for a while." There was a touch of sarcasm in Mu Fanhua's tone, and the cold light in his deep eyes seemed to freeze everyone around him.

He just stood there casually, with bursts of cold air all over his body, as if he wanted to freeze the people around him.

(End of this chapter)