Outside, there were many onlookers gathered, including the princess and sons who came to look for flowers and willows, as well as young masters and disciples of the sect who traveled around the world. Of course, there were also famous prostitutes and maids from Guanyulou.

"What the hell is going on? Someone actually dares to touch the children of the Marquis of Jiange."

"I heard that Ning Heng and a big man in the army all took a fancy to a woman, so the two started a dispute. Ning Heng thought that carrying out the Marquis of Jiange could scare the big man in the army. As a result, the big man in the army also had a background. He was one of the twelve tiger generals of the Marquis of Yunzhong, Luo Mufeng. Others were not afraid of the Marquis of Jiange at all, so Ning Heng naturally became unlucky."

"After all, the Marquis of Jiange is one of the thirteen hereditary marquis of the imperial city, the top nobles in the imperial city. Luo Mufeng is just a general in the army. He dares to teach the children of Jiange a lesson. This is equivalent to slapping the Marquis of Jiange in the face. Aren't you afraid of revenge on the Marquis of Jiange?" A son of a prince who is only thirteen years old said coldly.

The young man was browsed and had an eagle-eyed look, with a noble and noble man. He was wearing a gorgeous golden silk robe and a ring-paired mantle. Behind him were four servants.

He had a sense of arrogance that only the children of the royal family had, and was very dissatisfied with Luo Mufeng's behavior.

For the descendants of the hereditary royal residences, they are born nobles. The education since their birth has told them that they are more noble than others and that the dignity of the descendants of the marquis are not allowed to be trampled on.

"The situation in the imperial city has changed recently, and the battles between the major princes and princes are very frequent, which is not a rare thing."

"Although the Jiange Marquis' Mansion has a profound foundation, its talents have withered. Only Ning Xiaochuan is considered to be amazing. And the talented talents of the Yunzhong Marquis' Mansion may not dare not provoke Jiange Marquis' Mansion."

Many people think that the Yulan Empire is about to usher in a big chaotic world. Even the once unattainable royal residences may be destroyed and become poor.

Especially the noble Marquis Mansion, which has been passed down for nearly a thousand years, has been hit hardest. If you are not careful, your former glory and glory will be burned.

Although the noble young man was young and a little immature, he was proud and said, "If it weren't for the fact that Ning Qianyi and his wife were framed and died in the ancestral temple and ancestral hall twelve years ago. Then the Jiange Marquis' Mansion fought with the Demon Sect, and suffered heavy casualties. Otherwise, with the strength of the Jiange Marquis' Mansion, how could it be comparable to a Yunzhong Marquis' Mansion?"

"Even the twelve tiger generals in the clouds are not afraid. The young man's background seems to be not simple." Ning Xiaochuan's heart moved slightly, and he couldn't help but stare at the noble boy.

This young man is only twelve or three years old, with the third level of Xuan Qi cultivation. However, Ning Xiaochuan has never seen the arrogance in his body before.

Luo Mufeng sat on a pineapple chair, wearing thick iron armor, with beards on his face, and holding a girl in his arms. While drinking, he sneered arrogantly: "Mr. Marquis, are you trying to stand up for this kid

Everyone was frightened, Marquis? Who is Marquis?

The noble young man said, "Luo Mufeng, since you know the identity of this marquis, you still don't kneel down. Don't you know that you must kneel down when you see a king or a prince?"

The fortune of the kings and princes gathered together the entire empire is a symbol of majesty and status. Therefore, there are laws and regulations in the Yulan Empire that whenever they meet the kings and princes, they must kneel down.

The warriors around all looked at each other. Could this twelve or thirteen-year-old boy in front of him really be a prince?

Even big names like Luo Mufeng say that he is a king, so he must be a king.

Some of the lower-ranking warriors, maids and famous prostitutes knelt on the ground to salute. No matter whether the young man in front of him was a prince or a prince, they had to kneel down and salute because they could not afford the consequences of offending the prince or a prince.

Of course, warriors with certain status did not kneel down. Some of them did not take the prince seriously because of their high self-esteem; the other people recognized the identity of the young man in front of them, so they did not kneel down with a mentality of watching the show.

Luo Mufeng smiled and said, "Please kneel and worship? I, Luo Mufeng, never kneel down to the king and prince, but only kneel to defeat me. Marquis, do you have that strength? Zhang Zhuo and Li Guang, what's the point of not taking action?"

The two warriors in armor laughed loudly, lifted the thousand-pound iron rod in their hands, and waved them to Ning Heng's legs.

The noble boy was very angry and broke into the wing room and blocked the two armored warriors.

Two thousand-pound iron rods were hung above his head. As long as the iron rod was swung, he could knock down his weak body, but there was no trace of fear on his face and his eyes were very firm.

"Master, why don't we go, there is no need to offend the Yunzhong Marquis' Mansion for a playboy from the Marquis' Mansion in Jiange." A servant wanted to drag the noble boy away.

The noble boy said, "What are you afraid of? Isn't it just a Yue Wuyang or a hypocrite? What's there to be afraid of? Luo Mufeng, you are so brave. When you see this marquis, you can't kneel down. Do you believe it or not, I will let you go to prison tomorrow?"

"Oh, the Marquis is so majestic, I'm so scared." Luo Mufeng stood up, his armor emitted a scarlet light, stared at the noble young master, and said, "The Marquis Yunzhong has made great contributions to the empire and is a pillar of the country, but he was insulted by you as a hypocrite. What should you blame?"

The noble boy was oppressed by Luo Mufeng's huge martial arts aura and his face turned pale, but he was not timid and gritted his teeth and said, "The bullshit pillar of the country is just a despicable villain."

Luo Mufeng suddenly burst into laughter and said, "Master Hou hates Yunzhong Hou so much. Could it be that Yunzhong Hou slept with your mother?"

This was a swear word, but it made many people present laugh, and the smile was extremely playful.

"You... shut up and don't scold my mother."

After hearing this, the noble boy was so angry that his face turned pale and rushed towards Luo Mufeng.

Luo Mufeng slapped the noble boy out with a slap, leaving a red slap mark on the noble boy's face.

He walked over, grabbed the hair of the noble boy, lifted his face, and smiled and said, "Everyone in the entire imperial city knows that your mother is an absolute slut. Many men have slept with her, and it is normal for us to play with her. Haha."

The noble boy's teeth chewed and blood was flowing from his teeth. He squeezed out a sentence from his mouth, "No... please... insult my mother... no, I want to kill you..."

"Bang"

Luo Mufeng directly hit the noble boy's head on the ground, hitting him with blood. Then he let him go, stood up, patted his palms, and snorted coldly: "A slutty woman dares to take care of me. If it weren't for your marquis, I'd kill you today."

The four servants who were originally following the noble boy were all scared and trembling. They hid in the corner, and no one dared to stand up and accuse Luo Mufeng.

This is one of the twelve tiger generals in the Yunzhong Marquis Mansion. He has the army in his hands. Who dares to accuse him?

The noble boy was so painful that he curled up, staring at Luo Mufeng fiercely. He tried to get up several times, but he fell to the ground again.

"I was here to play with women, and I wanted to be happy, but now you have been disturbed by the mood. Zhang Zhuo, Li Guang, why haven't you taken action yet? Zhang Zhuo, Li Guang..."

Luo Mufeng noticed something was wrong and returned to the room just now, but saw Zhang Zhuo and Li Guang being nailed to the wall by a mysterious sword, bleeding from the wound, dripping onto the floor.

Someone could kill his two confidant generals without knowing it?

Luo Mufeng glanced at everyone in the room. It was impossible for Ning Heng to be seriously injured, nor the noble boy lying on the ground, nor the four servants of the noble boy. Finally, Luo Mufeng's eyes remained on the two men sitting in the middle of the room.

The two men drank in the wing room from beginning to end. One wore a golden mask on his face, and the other looked to be in his forties.

"Who killed my two subordinates?" Luo Mufeng stared at the two men in front of him, and a thick murderous aura emanated from his body.

Both Ning Heng and the four servants around the noble boy were scared by the murderous aura on Luo Mufeng's body and their faces turned pale. They felt fear in their hearts and fell to the ground, not daring to move.

"I'm not me, I'm an honest and honest person." Yue Mingsong hurriedly expressed his opinion.

"What about you?" Luo Mufeng stared at the man wearing a golden mask.

Ning Xiaochuan put the chopsticks and said crisply: "Yes, it's me."

"Why kill them?" Luo Mufeng said in a deep voice.

Ning Xiaochuan said: "I have already booked this wing room. I can kill anyone who dares to break in." He paused slightly, and then said: "Including you."

Luo Mufeng suddenly burst into laughter and said, "It's so shameless. Do you know who I am? Do you know the consequences of offending me?"

The warriors outside laughed, feeling that Ning Xiaochuan had hit the iron plate and dared to offend the twelve tiger generals of the Yunzhong Marquis' Mansion. This was simply seeking death.

Ning Xiaochuan said slowly: "I'm sorry, I'm not interested in knowing."

"Then I'll let you get more interested first."

Luo Mufeng roared a lion's roar, and a huge mysterious energy bell formed on the surface of his body, which kept spinning, and bombarded Ning Xiaochuan with a huge mysterious energy storm.

This is a powerful martial arts magical power, causing violent fluctuations of mysterious energy, which shocked the entire Guanyu Tower.

"call out"

Ning Xiaochuan sat steadily on the chair, pointed his finger and easily broke the giant bell

A sword wave as thick as a bowl of his finger flew out of his fingertips, bombarding Luo Mufeng's chest, knocking Luo Mufeng backwards. With a "boom", he smashed the wall and rolled down onto the guardrail outside.

With just one move, Luo Mufeng, known as the twelve tiger generals in the cloud, defeated him.

Luo Mufeng tried hard to control his injuries, but he still couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood and said, "Who is you? Do you know the consequences of provoking the Yunzhong Marquis' Mansion?"

Ning Xiaochuan picked up a glass of wine and said, "Then remember my name so that you don't want to take revenge, and you don't know who to look for."

The wine in Ning Xiaochuan's wine glass flew out and turned into wisps of water mist, condensing the seven big words "Ghost Villa, Gongzichuan" and printed them on Luo Mufeng's chest, knocking Luo Mufeng who had just stood up again.

Those seven words remained on Luo Mufeng's chest, and the handwriting was bleeding constantly.
Chapter completed!