There is a tyrant in the home after the poison

Chapter 837 Brothers Killing Each Other (9)
"Your Highness, Your Highness, let's go..." Seeing that those black-clothed killers were about to kill them, Eunuch Li hurriedly pushed the fifth prince and fled to the back door.

Only then did the fifth prince come to his senses, he nodded with a pale face, and pulled Yang Churuo to leave here together.

"Ah..." Suddenly, Eunuch Li's neck was cut directly behind him with a knife, and blood spurted out wildly.

The fifth prince was so frightened that he didn't even have time to hold Yang Churuo's hand.

The Fifth Prince watched helplessly as a dozen black-clothed killers surrounded him, and his people... all of them died.

So many lives, so many guards, but they didn't kill even a black-clothed killer, but they all killed them. The Fifth Prince couldn't believe it.

But the ground is densely packed with the corpses of his people, even if he doesn't believe it, he has to believe it.

The fifth prince was trembling all over. Seeing that these killers just surrounded him and didn't kill him right away, he couldn't help but suppress his terror, and tremblingly said, "You...who are you...you...how are you? Knowing that I... I... am the Fifth Prince of Feng Country, I... I am the Royal Prince..."

A black-clothed killer raised his sword, and the fifth prince was so frightened that he almost peed on his stomach, and knelt down in such a cowardly manner, "Heroes, spare your lives, heroes, spare your lives, whatever you want, I... I can give it all to you, I ...I can give you a lot of silver, and I can also make you high officials."

At this time, the fifth prince doesn't have the majestic appearance of just bragging, some of them are only cowardly.

However, the fifth prince at this time only wanted to save his life, as long as he could save his life, he could say anything.He didn't even care about what kind of person he was in Miss Yang's eyes at this moment.

"The subordinate has seen the master."

Just when the Fifth Prince thought that those black-clothed killers were going to kill him, unexpectedly, all those black-clothed killers knelt down to Feng Ling.

The fifth prince is confused, what's going on?Who are these killers?Is it windy?
When Feng Ling was young, wasn't he someone who everyone could bully?In the past, his father disliked him the most. He indulged the children of the royal family at will, and even the court ladies and eunuchs bullied their mother and children. In his impression, Feng Ling was a pitiful bastard who could be trampled on at will.

Why... Why are these killers kneeling down to him? Did he misread it?

The fifth prince wiped his eyes, then wiped his eyes again, those killers were kneeling in unison, aren't they saluting Feng Ling?

The fifth prince felt that the wind was messed up.Waves of humiliation weighed on his heart, he propped himself up with his hands, and stood up suddenly, "Feng Ling, are these people yours?"

"Didn't you see it all?" Feng Ling poured himself a drink, gently blowing on the hot tea in the cup, with a calm tone.With a casual wave, those black-clothed killers all stood up, or stood respectfully behind Feng Ling, or surrounded the fifth prince.

"What? Are they really all yours? Why did you let them kill my people? What force did you join? What's your purpose?"

"Didn't you say it just now? How can I miss such a lively event as the Inheritance War?" Feng Ling said coolly, suddenly his eyes turned cold, his thin lips pursed slightly, and the cold air rushed out.

"What Fengguo owes me, I will take it back one by one, and I will repay him ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times and ten thousand times for those who bullied me."

The fifth prince's feet went limp, and he immediately went limp, especially seeing the murderous look in Feng Ling's eyes, and thinking of how he bullied him when he was a child, the fifth prince suddenly felt cold all over his body, feeling that the god of death was approaching him.

Yang Churuo thumped slightly.

Feng Ling...wouldn't even kill his own brother, would he?
(End of this chapter)