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"Don't stop me!"

Immediately, even Murong Hao, as the Crown Prince, couldn't hold back his anger anymore. He raised his long sword and was about to fight the white wolf head on! But the one who was faster than his sword was Murong Hao's vice general! He was prepared to hug Murong Hao from behind once again, but he was kicked away even faster by Murong Hao and he fell down to the ground as he cried out sorrowfully.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince!" You can't kill the White Wolf God! "

"We can't kill him!"

Soon after, Ink Yan, who had recovered, also stopped Murong Hao and tried her best to persuade him. Your Highness, can you calm down first? "

"How can I calm down in this situation?" Blue veins popped up on Murong Hao's head. The Crown Prince of a kingdom could actually be looked down upon by a beast like that. Who else could take it? He held his sword and pointed it at the White Wolf King as if he was having a stroke, unwilling to be outdone.

"Do you want to fight me? Come on! I'll give you this chance now! "

"I will stand here and wait for you! "The one who doesn't dare to hit isn't a man!"

The White Wolf King had previously ridiculed Murong Hao. Since he had already achieved his goal, who would care about him anymore? He turned around and walked out the door. He pretended to think that Murong Hao was practicing his lines against the air.

Murong Hao was so angry that his blood ran cold. He swung his hand and tried to pierce the White Wolf King's back with his sword.

"Your Highness, you can't!"

She grabbed Murong Hao from the front and shouted that she was fine! It's really all right!

Murong Hao had originally wanted to break free from Ink Yan and continue chasing the White Wolf King. Suddenly, two slender arms appeared in front of his chest, pressing onto his chest through the cloth.

An unprecedented fragrance wafted into his nose from the back of his head. As soon as he heard it, Murong Hao's mind went blank. When he smelled it again, his heart was beating wildly! The blood in his pulse was about to boil. Suspicious pulses suddenly appeared at the bottom of his unperturbed heart. It flashed past so quickly that no one was able to catch him.

"Let me go!"

Murong Hao's ears reddened as he moved his hands and feet. He had lost eighty percent of his strength.

Ink Yan shouted and refused to let go!

Not only did Murong Hao see the White Wolf King's provocation, she also saw it. She knew very well that any man would not be able to tolerate such arrogant provocation. What's more, it was a living animal.

"Your Highness, this is a scheme by the White Wolf King! It is huge, how much better can you get even if you were to fight with it? Didn't General Molda say that as long as the White Wolf King suffered a slight loss, it would be equivalent to using a large portion of its life to compensate for the loss? "

"Does the Crown Prince want to see the people of Big Dipper sacrifice their lives for your impetuous actions again?"

Clang!

Murong Hao's sword fell to the ground as his thin face suddenly turned red. Unknowingly, Ink Yan had also placed her face on his back! Slight Chill's back was suddenly plastered against the girl's excited face, like a red-hot iron meeting cold water. She was so hot that one would never forget her!

As for what Ink Yan said to him at that time? I'm sorry, he said. The hand that was holding the sword stopped at the center of his heart, repeatedly hovering between picking up the sword and holding the Ink Mist.

Time seemed to stop at this moment. Even the colors had been erased by the heavens.

Murong Hao didn't know how much willpower he had to use to suppress the strange feeling that was rising from his chest.

Wasn't the Ink Mist still unbound? Why, why …

As if he had been electrocuted, Murong Hao broke free of her embrace and said, "I understand!" With his back facing the others, he quickly ran out of the relay station.

At this moment, the night had completely fallen. Other than the inn on the outskirts of the city, the surroundings were pitch black. A yellow dirt road covered with dim lights extended into the darkness, finally merging with the background of the sky full of stars.

Murong Hao was standing in a vast and empty space. Under the cover of the night, he covered the fire on his face with his hands and began thinking in the wind.

What happened to me just now? Had she been in the military camp for too long and hadn't come in contact with a soft beauty, causing her heart to pound against a ghost as she ate CHUN medicine? He even had the thought of taking her as his concubine?