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Chapter 95 Two choices, will definitely make a move!

"Let's wait!"

Just as the two saints of Netherworld were about to take action, the six saints of the royal family, led by Eunuch Wei, immediately flashed and protected Ning Fan and Luo Qingxian.

Looking at the two saints of Netherworld, the six people's faces were already extremely serious.

Eunuch Wei said in a deep voice: "Two, this is the important place of the imperial palace, I hope to stop the sword!"

"Stop the ge?"

The two saints of Netherworld spoke coldly: "I, Prince Panwu, came to visit your Yuhua Divine Dynasty, but now I have been cut off my hands. Is this the way you Yuhua Divine Dynasty treat guests!"

After looking at Yang Jing with broken hands, Eunuch Wei and others could naturally guess what happened just now. It must be Yang Jing who touched Luo Qingxian and angered Ning Fan.

At this time, Eunuch Wei continued to speak: "You two, please calm down first, there will be misunderstandings in the matter here!"

"Misunderstanding? My eldest prince Panwu has been broken by your divine prince, but you said it was a misunderstanding. Are you bullying me, Panwu Wu no one?"

The two saints of Netherworld shouted coldly, and their murderous intent surged.

At this time, Luo Qingxian said coldly: "Then why don't you ask my husband why he broke his hands? You eldest prince came from thousands of miles to touch me. Do you think I am a royal family and can do whatever you want if my father goes into seclusion!"

Hearing this, the two saints of Netherworld frowned slightly!

Of course they knew the virtues of their prince, but now that Yang Jing's hands were broken, they could not sit idly by.

The Two Saints of the Netherworld: "Princess Lin, no matter what you say today, it will not change the fact that Prince Yang Jing was cut off. You must give us an explanation in the royal family!"

As soon as they finished speaking, the aura of the peak of the Seventh Heaven of the Martial Saint of the Two, the terrifying pressure suddenly changed!

Although there are only two of the two Saints of Netherworld, they are enough to sweep the current feathered royal family!

Everyone present sank. It is absolutely impossible to be good at knowing what happened today.

Luo Qingxian said in a deep voice: "What explanation do you want?"

The two saints of Netherworld looked at Yang Jing.

Yang Jing's face was still ferocious, and he immediately pointed at Ning Fan: "I want him to die!"

"impossible!"

Hearing this, Luo Qingxian shook his head with a determined look on his face!

The Six Saints of the Royal Family also shook their heads. Although Yang Jing's hands were indeed deprived of Ning Fan, Ning Fan, a meritorious minister of the Yucheng Divine Dynasty, could not lose his life because of this.

Little did she know that Yang Jing seemed to have known that Luo Qingxian did not agree, and changed the subject: "Since I don't want him to die, I'll give you another choice... Marry me!"

"What!"

Luo Qingxian's face changed.

Everyone was also stunned. Yang Jing was really a love species. Until now, he still didn't forget to pay attention to Luo Qingxian.

At this time, Yang Jing said coldly again: "Lin Qingxian, there are only two choices in front of you now. One is to die, and the other is to marry me. If you don't want to choose either, you Yuhua Divine Dynasty will be ready to bear the anger of my Panwu Divine Dynasty!"

"this!"

Hearing this, everyone's faces darkened, and they all looked at Luo Qingxian. Whether Yu Hua and Pan Wu could be good is now all in the latter's thoughts!

At this time, Luo Qingxian was obviously in a dilemma.

Although she didn't want to make a choice, she knew very well that the Yuhua Divine Dynasty is weak and deeply in chaos. If she offended the Panwu Divine Dynasty at this time, it would definitely push the Yuhua Divine Dynasty into an abyss that would never be restored!

She looked at Ning Fan.

Ning Fan's face was calm and calm, as if he hadn't heard what Yang Jing said at all.

"Wife..." Ning Fan was about to speak, but was interrupted by Luo Qingxian.

"Husband, I'm sorry, I can't watch you die, but as the princess of the Yuhua Divine Dynasty, I can't put the Yuhua Divine Dynasty in danger... Forgive me!" Luo Qingxian's eyes flashed with determination, and then she turned to Yang Jing and said, "Yang Jing, don't make things difficult for my husband and Yuhua, I... marry you!"

"Haha! OK!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Jing was overjoyed!

But the royal family was silent and felt extremely frustrated!

The dignified and powerful dynasty actually fell to the point of being forced to marry!

This... is so sad!

"Silly wife!"

At this time, looking at Luo Qingxian, Ning Fan shook his head secretly.

Now with his strength, he can naturally kill the two saints of the Netherworld by a blink of an eye. However, in order not to reveal his identity, he did not take action directly, but instead had another plan in his heart.

"Husband, I'm sorry, live well. If you live, I'll... still alive!"

Luo Qingxian's beautiful eyes were swollen, and she held back tears in her eyes. She took a last look at Ning Fan, and she walked towards Yang Jing resolutely.

Looking at Luo Qingxian walking out, Yang Jing looked excited and almost forgot about the pain caused by breaking his hands.

"Qingxian, you are a smart person, and I will let you know that this will be the wisest choice you have ever made in your life!"

Yang Jing smiled and finally spoke to the royal family members such as the Five Dragon Prince: "Everyone, since Qingxian chose to marry me, I will no longer pursue the matter of breaking my hands, say goodbye!"

"Let's go!"

Finally, Yang Jing glanced at Ning Fan coldly, and then, under the escort of the two Saints of Netherworld, he re-climbed the chariot pulled by Jiulang and left the Yuhua Palace.

Looking at the departure of the group, Ning Fan pretended to be lonely and slowly closed the door of the princess's mansion!

Little do you know.

Just as the mansion was closed, Ning Fan's figure disappeared!

Outside the mansion, the six royal saints looked at each other, and they all saw a sense of powerless aggrievance from their respective eyes.

As for the Five Dragon Prince, they quietly retreated and gathered together in secret.

"What's going on? The younger sister was forced to marry Yang Jing, and Ning Fan was humiliated by the robbery of his wife. If the king had something to do with these two people, why didn't he take action?"

"Are we guessed wrong? My sister and Ning Fan have nothing to do with that lord? The last time the chaos in hundreds of countries was just a coincidence?"

"Since the Hundred Kingdoms Rebellion in the past few years, the Lord has not taken action again in recent years. Is it no longer in the palace?"

“…”

The Five Dragon Princes talked one after another.

At this time, the eldest prince Lin Tianyuan was also lowering his head to ponder.

There are many signs in the rebellion of hundreds of countries that the emperor is definitely closely related to Luo Qingxian.

However, today's plan did not lead the Lord to take action, which made him puzzled.

"Is it really that we misunderstood my younger sister? If so, we would be a little sorry for my younger sister!"

"Yes, my little sister never thought of competing with us for the position of God Lord, but we pushed her into the fire pit with our own hands!"

"Oh! What should I do?"

The princes obviously regretted it.

However, the eldest prince Lin Tianyuan smiled coldly: "Haha, I'd rather kill the wrong person than let him go. Moreover, what if the emperor just doesn't want to attack in front of us!"

"What does the eldest brother mean?" The faces of several people changed.

The eldest prince Lin Tianyuan said coldly: "I have a premonition that you will definitely take action for the younger sister when I send someone to follow Yang Jing's sedan chair from afar!"
Chapter completed!
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