Abandoned Concubine of a Cold-Blooded Prince

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The sound of fighting in the city continued, and the screams continued to cut through the sky, waking up many people who were sleeping.

At this time, Murong Lanxuan stood on the city and watched the battle. Although his side had the upper hand, there were countless lives and deaths.He stood on the city but clenched his fist tightly, staring at the scene after scene under the city.

"Master, would you like me to help you?" Xuan Si who was standing beside Murong Lanxuan couldn't stand anymore, he was always reckless, and how could he lose his share in these so-called wars?

In Murong Lanxuan's organization, Xuansi's martial arts is the best, and naturally he is above Xuanyi and Xuansan. Standing beside Murong Lanxuan, he always feels that he has been away from his master for two years, so he should help What did he do.

"Xuan Si, bring me my matching sword." Murong Lanxuan said, at this time, as the Ninth Prince, no matter what his status is in the future, at least he can't stand by like this at this time.

He can't be a member of the Southern Dynasty, he is obliged to protect everyone, and these envoys from the Western Regions originally planned to wipe them out within two hours, but something seems wrong, why two hours, people still keep coming Fighting is here.

"Master, you..." Although Xuan Si knew Murong Lanxuan well and knew that he would definitely not stand by and watch, but now that the situation was so chaotic, he was not at ease with Murong Lanxuan going on.

Although Murong Lanxuan's martial arts were superior to his, and Xuan Si didn't have the slightest intention to doubt Murong Lanxuan's ability, he just didn't want his master to get stained with that blood again.

"Dawn is coming soon." Murong Lanxuan said something irrelevant, but Xuan Si turned around and took Murong Lanxuan's sword.

In fact, this sword is not the sword that Murong Lanxuan usually uses, but the precious sword bestowed on Murong Lanxuan by the emperor. This sword can behead anyone without any reason.

This sword is the sword above, no matter it is any minister in the court, as long as this sword is there, it is like seeing the emperor himself, so what Xuan Si is puzzled is why Murong Lanxuan used this sword to kill the enemy.

"Master, please." Xuansi handed the sword to Murong Lanxuan, and Murong Lanxuan flicked the sword out. He looked at the sword energy on the sword and the chaos in the city.

Murong Lanxuan was standing on the city wall, but he suddenly flew up and rushed into the city from above the city wall like a flying swallow, while Xuan Si followed closely beside Murong Lanxuan, the two of them one behind the other Fly off the city wall.

Seeing this scene, many fighters who were fighting were stunned, not knowing who it was. However, when Murong Lanxuan flew by, before those people regained their senses, they had already put the heads of these people on the ground. Take it down.

"Those who put down their arms will avoid death." Murong Lanxuan said, but the sword in his hand did not stop moving, anyone who resisted him would die.

These people who fell in different places didn't know what happened when they died, but Murong Lanxuan's martial arts and quick movements killed hundreds of soldiers from the Western Regions in one round.

"It's the Ninth Prince, it's the Ninth Prince." Some soldiers who were tired from fighting were surprised and happy when they saw Murong Lanxuan.

They all said that Murong Lanxuan would not disregard their life and death. Sure enough, Murong Lanxuan finally came, and the prince came in person. How can they say that they are not desperate?

They fought harder, but Murong Lanxuan was staring at the man from Dahuzi who was riding a horse with a contemptuous smile on his face. If Murong Lanxuan was not mistaken, he was General Alama, the great general of the Western Regions .

"General Alama, I haven't seen you for many years, are you okay?" Murong Lanxuan said, and he stepped forward, and those guards, whether they were from the Western Regions or the Southern Dynasty, all gave way for Murong Lanxuan to pass.

Xuan Si was like Murong Lanxuan's bodyguard, staying by Murong Lanxuan's side all the time, guarding Murong Lanxuan all the time.

"Are you... the passer-by Lanxuan back then?" Alama looked at Murong Lanxuan, and he remembered such a person after a long time. At that time, Murong Lanxuan was passing through the Western Regions, but at that time, he met General Alama.

Everything seemed to be a joke, and after many years, they actually met in such a way.Alama did not expect that Murong Lanxuan would be the Ninth Prince, the ruler after the Southern Dynasty.

Many years ago, they would never have thought that they would meet again many years later, and the scene would be so cruel, because it was actually a matter between the two countries.

"Exactly." As he said, General Alama jumped off his horse. He was wearing a black windbreaker, and he handed the horse over to his subordinates. He stepped forward to meet Murong Lan. mysterious.

Some soldiers were afraid that Alama would be fooled by Murong Lanxuan, so they shouted: "General, be careful of fraud."

After all, they were fighting to the death, and this battle had been planned for more than half a year. If it ended because of such a mistake, they would not be able to return to the Western Regions to confess.

"You all step down." General Alama is a sensible person, and he has always distinguished between public and private. When he met Murong Lanxuan, he thought he had met an old friend.

When he met Murong Lanxuan that time, although they didn't talk much, they drank all night. The so-called good wine made a good knot. The moment he drank, he recognized Murong Lanxuan as a friend, but, at that time, he didn't Didn't know that Murong Lanxuan was the prince of the Southern Dynasty.

"This..." The soldiers of the Western Regions did not expect that the appearance of the Ninth Prince would actually take away the soul of their general, and even the fighting stopped.

He stepped forward to look at Murong Lanxuan, and couldn't believe it, although after a few years, they didn't seem to have changed much.

"Are you really the Ninth Prince Murong Lanxuan?" General Alama couldn't believe that the person standing in front of him was actually Murong Lanxuan.

Murong Lanxuan didn't speak, but just stretched out his hand, and General Alama also tightly held Murong Lanxuan's hand, and the two hands were tightly clasped together.

"It seems that we won't be drunk tonight?" General Alama suggested. It seems that the killing scene just now was just a dream, or maybe it can only be called a game?

Murong Lanxuan laughed loudly, he glanced at the soldiers around him, and General Alama seemed to understand what Murong Lanxuan meant.

"The whole army withdraws from the city, and the war ends here." General Alama ordered, while the others were bewildered. So many soldiers died, and they fought hard for so long. Could it be that they were just waiting for Murong Lanxuan to appear?

Not only the soldiers of the Western Regions, but even the soldiers of the Southern Dynasties were confused. They didn't know which side was winning now. Moreover, the Ninth Prince seemed to be very friendly with the generals of the Western Regions?

"General Alama...this is absolutely impossible." At this moment, a soldier was puzzled and stepped forward to stop their general, fearing that the general would be confused by Murong Lanxuan.

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