"Brother!"

Wang Mingyu looked at Murong Ling with red eyes, "you killed my brother!"

Yes, it's Wang Mingtao, not Wang Mingyu.

Wang Mingtao still keeps his legs elevated, but his whole body is paralyzed on the chair, blood is gurgling on the main artery of his neck, his head is tilted to one side, his eyes are wide open, and his face is unbelievable.

Murong Ling patted the dust that didn't exist in her hands. Young Qingjun's face showed a pure smile. "Wang Mingtao is the one who has hatred with me. If you don't kill him, will you kill you?"

As if she could kill a monk.

Let the family secretly, but can't help feeling worried. Wang's favorite little son is dead, and they are in great trouble.

Now, for example, Wang Mingyu is a big problem.

It's a great shame for Wang Mingyu that his brother was killed in front of his own eyes. He immediately sacrificed his magic weapon with a face of evil and hatred. "Dare to kill my brother, I want you to bury him!"

Rong Ming and others were frightened and ran away. Just then, with a creak, the door of the wing room was pushed open. A clear male voice came slowly, "what happened here?"

As the voice fell, a noble and beautiful purple robed man stepped into the threshold. Behind him were many well-dressed noble CHILDES, including ordinary people and friars. They respected the purple robed man and followed him respectfully and humbly. In an instant, they occupied a large room.

Rongming and others' escape steps suddenly stopped, and all of them knelt down. Even Wang Mingyu's casting was interrupted. I don't know whether they were attacked by the magic or because they were awed. Their faces turned red and they cried out, "Your Highness, Prince!"

The purple robed man, also the prince of the state of Luo, Luo Qianchen raised his eyebrows. "It's Wang Mingyu. What happened? Let you ignore the law of the kingdom of Luo and fight against the common people? "

Wang Mingyu was so scared that he knelt down and said, "Your Highness, Mingjian, it's not that the disciples oppressed the people, but that the other party bullied them too much and killed my younger brother! I'm just taking revenge! "

Wang Mingtao's death is just around the corner. It's hard to ignore it. Wang Mingyu's younger brother, Wang Mingtao, is a famous person in the capital. Although he is not on the stage, everyone present has heard of his reputation. When he was killed, he did not feel pity. Instead, he was curious about the people who started.

"Oh? Who is the murderer? "

Even so, Luo Qianchen, like everyone else, passed the trembling Rong brothers and looked at the only boy in the room. He is about sixteen or seventeen years old. He looks pretty and elegant. He seems to be an ordinary rich man. But if you look at him carefully, you can see that he is different. He has noble and graceful temperament. Even in the face of Wang Mingyu's attack, he doesn't move like a mountain. He seems to have the chance to win and become a successful man. The most special thing is that he has a pair of Phoenix eyes that are very similar to the prince, but not as gentle and gentle as the prince. On the contrary, he has a rebellious arrogance and arrogance.

"Little girl, this boy is the one who peeped at you in the inn that day."

He guangzun secretly makes a small report, but Murong Ling ignores him. Instead, she is shocked by a wave of emotion, which makes the whole person delicate.

Before that, if someone asked, what is the feeling of blood connection? She will certainly answer carelessly, but it's not too bad. But now she clearly felt that the wonder of blood relationship could not be explained. She had known the existence of her father and elder brother for a long time, and she didn't care about it. However, when she saw the legendary elder brother today, she was strangely affectionate and joyful to the stranger she first met. The room was full of people, but he was shining.

What kind of fairy brother sister relationship is this!

Murong Ling make complaints about him in his heart, but he can not help looking at the face of the cheap brother carefully. Unlike the little child who had made serious gestures in the portrait, the prince grew up in a gentle and gentle way. There was a graceful bearing of Yushan, who would collapse and return to the wind and snow.

Even so, Murong Ling still saw that he pretended to be a gentle mask. How could the prince of a country be such a romantic scholar.

It's better to pretend to be serious and cute as a child.

Luo Qianchen's strange feeling reappeared in his heart. It was clear that this young man was not polite. He was not only critical of his eyes, but also turned his lips at him, which was offensive. However, he didn't feel unhappy at all. Instead, he was a little happy. He only thought that this young man was very pleasing to the eye, and even frowned lovingly.

Realizing what he was thinking, Luo Qianchen was frightened and frightened, but he couldn't help talking to the boy in a gentle and intimate tone, "I've seen you in my palace."

Murong Ling

It's such a weak way to pick up a conversation, OK? How can she answer that?His Royal Highness's entourage also realized that the atmosphere was not right, so he hastened to make ends meet, "does your royal highness know this young man?"

"I don't know." Luo Qianchen shook his head unexpectedly, and his eyes fell on the boy again. "I saw him in the street the day before yesterday, and he didn't know me."

All of you:

It's just a glance on the street, which makes you remember how amazing and unforgettable this young master is. His highness, you still remember it!

All kinds of eyes fell on murongling, as if they wanted to find out what could attract the prince. After all, they had never seen the prince show such obvious favor to a stranger.

Wang Mingyu, who was ignored by everyone, finally couldn't help it. "Your Highness, this man is the murderer who killed my younger brother. Please punish him severely and do justice for my younger brother."

What if you like it? He also likes the flowers in the greenhouse, which may not shake the overall situation for a single flower. The prince is always strict and fair. How can he damage his reputation because he has met a stranger?

After Wang Mingyu's reminding, many people remembered their purpose and looked at Murong Ling one after another. It was clear that Murong Ling was a gentle and weak young man with no power to bind a chicken. How did he kill his younger brother in front of Wang Mingyu?

Luo Qianchen had seen this man's ability, but he didn't listen to Wang Mingyu's one-sided words, and he didn't doubt whether the boy had the ability to kill. Instead, he asked, "why do you want to kill?"

It's finally back to normal.

Murong Ling was relieved and didn't want to explain. She pushed Rong Wei out directly. "You just ask him directly."

The weak and helpless Rong Wei was suddenly exposed to everyone's eyes. The most important thing is that in front of him was his royal highness, whom he worshiped most!

Finally see the idol, so nervous!

He couldn't even say a word, and his face turned red. He looked at Murong Ling, brother, help!