King Leng's Excessive Pampering of His Wife: Wasted Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 156
"Infused with soul?"

Murong Che nodded, and protected Han Yujue behind him.

"Uncle Huang, maybe you don't recognize me anymore, I'm Murong Che."

The Nether White Tiger exhaled hot air and looked down at Murong Che condescendingly.

Han Yujue poked Murong Che, "Can it talk?"

"If there is still humanity, it will. It's just that it has been sealed for so many years, maybe the soul has already assimilated with the beast."

"Then what should we do? It is also your uncle..."

"What else can be done."

Murong Che pressed the saber in his hand and took a step forward, the hot battle energy that was more violent than the Nether White Tiger exploded, and dispersed the black energy from the Nether White Tiger in one fell swoop!
Han Yujue hurriedly said: "Normal attacks don't seem to be effective against it. I just temporarily suppressed it with the spell of the ghost-subduing system."

"Well. This thing is neither a human nor a tiger. It is the product of the combination of a spirit beast and a wronged soul. Naturally, ordinary attack methods can't hurt it."

Murong Che took his time, drew out his slender saber, and walked towards the Nether White Tiger step by step.

"Roar!--"

The Nether White Tiger roared furiously, and countless black vortexes appeared in the air!
The entire Golden Luan Palace began to shake again, and a piece of it had collapsed at Han Yujue's feet.

"Yu Jue, go down."

Amidst the roar of the tiger and the shaking of the building, Murong Che's voice clearly reached Han Yujue's ears.

Han Yujue looked at Murong Che's back, knowing that being here would only distract him, so he jumped down from the top of the hall.

Unknowingly, so many people have surrounded the front hall.

Han Yujue had no choice but to take the responsibility of evacuating the crowd, "Hey, it's dangerous here, spread out quickly..."

"His Royal Highness Prince Ning is so handsome!"

"So handsome, so handsome, I feel like I'm going to faint from happiness..."

"Today I finally got to see the skill of the leader of the Imperial Guard (vomiting blood)... I was seriously injured by that monster..."

Han Yujue had black lines all over his head.

Dare to come to watch Murong Che?

And the elder brother who was vomiting blood while watching, your spirit is so touching!
Except for the nympho maids and eunuchs, what happened to these longing-looking guards?

A good straight man, how can he bend? !

Originally, I wanted to evacuate these people with good intentions to avoid accidental injury, but now judging from their appearance, they may not be able to drive them away even if they are chopped with a sword!
"If I could touch him, my short life of 50 years would be worth it!"

This eldest sister, my whole body is almost touched by him, so don't I have to die in the next second?
"Touching is nothing, if I can be kissed by him, a short life of 100 years will be worth it!"

She has been kissed countless times by force, shouldn't she be buried in peace? !

Every time Han Yujue listened to the nymphomaniacs of the court ladies, he silently complained in his heart.

"Oh, it's a pity that His Royal Highness King Ning already has a marriage contract. If he likes me, I would also like to be a concubine..."

The court lady also had a dream of flying on a branch and turning into a phoenix.

"Cough, cough..." Han Yujue coughed a few times, "Murong Che doesn't know how to take concubines. It should be said that if he wants to marry me, I will never allow him to take concubines unless he is impatient gone."

"Ah! The servant girl's unintentional words, please forgive Princess Ning!"

The court ladies who only had Murong Che in their eyes finally found Han Yujue who was standing aside, and hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed.

"Okay, okay, I'm not married yet." Han Yujue was a little awkward, and called out to the shivering maids.

boom!
The powerful impact even affected the ground, blowing up Han Yujue's three thousand black hairs.

Busy complaining about these people, I forgot to pay attention to Murong Che...

Han Yujue flicked his hair around his ears, turned around and looked at the summit of the imperial city under the moonlit night.

I saw the man standing with his sword horizontally, his awe-inspiring aura was like a god of war descending to earth.

The black vortexes in the air kept rushing towards Murong Che, but he didn't even need to look at them. He just swung his knife, and the majestic battle aura shook all those black vortexes away.

The Nether White Tiger jumped like thunder, and rushed straight towards Murong Che!
"Murong Hui, we met several times when I was a child, although you never treated me well, you didn't look at me with contempt like most of the royal family." Murong Che drew his knife and sealed, "Let me give you a relief. Goodbye, uncle."

"Roar--"

The Nether White Tiger jumped up and rushed towards Murong Che!

"Xuanyang magic solution."

The sharp claws of the Nether White Tiger were about to touch Murong Che, a golden light lit up for a moment, it was swallowed by the light, and could never return to the darkness.

A moment of silence.

"His Royal Highness Prince Ning is too powerful!"

"Long live!"

His Highness Jin Luan burst into cheers like waves.

Han Yujue was in the crowd, his ears were going to be deafened.

Well, she admitted that she was a little handsome just now, but as for being so excited...

Murong Che fell back to the ground from the roof of the hall.

The cheers gradually died down, everyone made way for Murong Che, and became as quiet as a chicken.

Just now the onlookers looked at Murong Che from a distance, it was nothing, he couldn't hear him anyway.

Seeing this cold-tempered killing god at close range, these people were immediately frightened and did not dare to breathe out.

After all, with just one word from Murong Che, anyone can be convicted of implicating the entire family.

And it's not like he hasn't done it before.

"Yu Jue, come."

These words seemed to have magic power, Han Yu never consciously raised his footsteps and approached him.

After the battle, Murong Che's masculinity seemed to be stronger.

In addition to gentleness, the eyes looking at Han Yujue were more domineering and arrogant.

Han Yu made up his mind that there was a little rabbit bouncing around, and he walked up to Murong Che with his head down.

"Look at what my toes are doing."

"...Your shoes are dirty."

"Want to help me wash?"

"You're looking for death, Miss Ben never does this kind of chore."

Murong Che chuckled, lifted Han Yujue's chin, and leaned over to touch her lips.

The crowd who watched this scene said that it was very exciting and delicious!
The woman was envious, jealous, and drooling when she saw the tall figure in sharp contrast to the petite girl—how could such a good thing not happen to her?

The men all secretly encouraged themselves that sooner or later they would be as strong as Murong Che, and embrace the beauty!
"Um……"

However, Murong Che and Han Yu never had time to deal with the complicated psychological activities of passers-by, and cared about their own tenderness.

After the kiss, Han Yujue leaned softly on Murong Che's body.

"Order it down, let the craftsmen repair it overnight, the main hall of the palace can't be like this ghost."

After Murong Che left these words, he led Han Yujue down the Golden Luan Hall.

"Yes!"

Everyone wanted to make a good impression on Murong Che, and they scrambled to agree.

"Your uncle, what's going on?" Han Yujue breathed out like blue, and couldn't help tiptoeing into Murong Che's ear and asked softly, "Why did you become that ghost white tiger and want to destroy the palace?"

"His name is Murong Hui, and he was a loser who fought against the previous emperor for the throne."

(End of this chapter)