His Royal Highness the Crown Prince

Chapter 620 Follow me again and I will kill you!

Suddenly, Sui Junluo kicked hard towards the wooden handrail.

"Boom~"

The entire wooden handrail broke after Sui Junluo's kick, like a domino effect, and fell towards the downstairs along with a large piece of handrails around it.

"Stop it all!" Sui Junluo roared angrily.

What the hell, why have I been encountering things that make her lose her price recently!

With a voice full of anger, he slammed into the lobby on the first floor, causing the two of them to stop at the same time.

"Luo'er." Ji Qiu retracted the knife, looked at Sui Junluo with some helplessness, and called softly.

And the situation was silent, but Ji Chou's brow furrowed when he said that, looking at Ji Chou's gaze was even more unkind, and he also called out: "Xiao Luoer."

Shui Wubei glanced at the three of them, silently, and very wisely chose to step aside, trying to reduce his own existence.

The atmosphere is not right now, so he should not come out to cause trouble...

"This thing doesn't cost money?" Sui Junluo glanced at the messy hall and sneered.

Ji Chou shook his head stiffly, these things belong to him, so naturally they don't need money.

Sui Junluo's brows twitched, looking at Ji Qiu who was staring at her steadily, a deep sense of helplessness appeared in her heart, but even she was surprised, this helplessness was just helplessness, without the anger just now.

Feng Yunran's golden eyes flickered slightly, "Xiao Luoer, come to me."

With a movement of his body, after Feng Yunran's words fell, Ji Qiu suddenly blocked in front of the stairs, and said coldly: "You can't get close to her!"

The cold blade was brought up again, and Ji Qiu looked at Feng Yunran's eyes, which were icy cold, and met that indifferent and oppressive gaze, which seemed to spark sparks around him.

"Why?" Feng Yunran sneered slightly on his lips.

This time, Ji Qiu didn't want to talk too much with Feng Yunran, so he charged forward again with a scimitar.

"Bah~"

The swords collided again, and the air flow was blown away quickly, shaking the broken tables and chairs away again.

Sui Junluo's face darkened, and he still hit him?There is no end to this!

Ji Qiu's offensive became much more violent after Feng Yunran's words, obviously he was angry.

"elder brother……"

Suddenly, a voice as soft as the wind sounded behind him, and Ji Chou's movements seemed to be frozen, and his body that became stiff in an instant could not move an inch, and gentleness swept over his cold eyes.

As for Feng Yunran, after Ji Chou stopped moving, he wanted to fight back, but when he heard what Sui Junluo said, his golden eyes shrank suddenly, and then stopped moving.

Seeing the two of them stop again, Sui Junluo felt relieved, "Brother, don't fight anymore."

Turning around slowly, Ji Chou looked at the "boy" in red standing on the edge of the corridor on the second floor, put away the scimitar in his hand stiffly, and said, "Okay, brother won't fight anymore."

After getting Ji Qiu's promise, Sui Junluo turned around and went back to the room. Among them, except for the light that swept over Feng Yunran's body at the beginning, Sui Junluo didn't look at the rest until the end. Fengyun dyed a glance.

"You are the third prince?" Feng Yunran took back the long sword and said calmly.

As if he didn't hear it, Ji Qiu followed the stairs thinking about it, but when he was stepping on the last steps, a cold voice came, "No. If you follow again, I'll kill you!"

Inside the City Lord's Mansion.

Mo Liancheng walked all the way in as if there was no one else around, and walked very quickly, his dark green robe fluttered, blowing a cold wind.

"Lord Mo, the master is not here, can you wait in the hall?" The boy who led the way for Mo Liancheng flushed with anxiety.

(End of this chapter)