The naughty and cowardly little crybaby sold himself out

Chapter 178 Leave Your Crown Princess Behind

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt her." The man in white finished his cup of tea and poured himself another cup, smiling, "As for you, Fusang, I am a few years older than you, why don't you just call me brother."

"How dare you! This is the Crown Prince of Nanbang!" Chi Mei was furious.

How can His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, the future ruler of Nanbang, be so precious as to become friends with strangers so casually? Isn't this a blatant humiliation?

He drew his sword and pointed it at the man in white.

Of course, Chi Mei’s threat was not worth mentioning at all. The man in white didn’t even look at him. He just raised his hand slightly, and Chi Mei felt a pain in his wrist. The sword in his hand was immediately knocked away and nailed directly to the pillar of the hall.

However, the man in white only took away Chi Mei's sword and did not hurt him.

Chigui and Chiyun quickly defended themselves.

The moment the man in white picked up the teacup and skimmed the tea foam, Chi Gui and Chi Yun were disarmed in the same way.

"Fusang, don't have any illusions in the face of absolute force. Today, I will give you two choices. Either call me brother, or leave your crown princess behind."

This lord? Fusang looked at him in confusion. There was only one person in the world who called himself this lord and had almost no experience in the martial arts world and whose fighting power was unknown to anyone.

"Holy Lord of Tianshan?"

"Oh?" The man in white raised his head in surprise. "So, Prince Fuso, you also know what you have done? Stealing someone else's wife is not a good thing."

"I have heard about the incident at Tianshan a few years ago, but it has nothing to do with me. The Holy Lord has found the wrong person."

Fusang Lachu stood up. This time he was in big trouble. How could the Holy Lord of Tianshan appear here? If the Holy Lord of Tianshan joined forces with Jing Muhao, it would be even more troublesome.

"Prince Fuso, it seems you know exactly who I am here to see." The man in white was still sitting there, brewing tea calmly, "Pick one of the options given to you."

Fuso didn't believe what he said at all. The National Master said that if the Saint Lord of Tianshan could not unite with the Saint Lady of Tianshan, he would die of poison within three years. Now two and a half years have passed, and there was even news that the Saint Lord was bedridden due to poisoning a year ago.

If there is an antidote for the Saint's poison, then there is absolutely no cure for the Holy Lord's poison except for the Saint.

Now that Chu Jian is right in front of him, even if he is willing to lower his head and call him brother, how could he let Chu Jian go?

But Chu Jian didn't know that she was the Holy Maiden of Tianshan. In her opinion, the Holy Lord of Tianshan mentioned by Fusang said that Fusang stole someone else's wife, which must mean that he knew her identity as Princess Zhan and came to find her!

The only option he offered was to humiliate Fuso and not want Nanbang to intervene at this time and force Fuso to give up her!

The six white-clad attendants behind the Holy Lord stepped forward, and the three Chimeis stood in front of them with their bare hands, while Fuso moved sideways to protect Chu Jian behind him.

"I will not make any choice. If the Holy Lord wants to be an enemy of Nanbang, just come on. I will never give in!"

"Really? Your Highness, the Crown Prince of Nanbang, you are too late right now, and this is not Nanbang." The Holy Lord of Tianshan smiled, "I will give you a cup of tea, you can stay as the Crown Princess or call me brother."

The Holy Lord spoke lightly and leisurely, which did not hinder him from making tea and sipping tea at all.

The other guards brought by Fusang noticed something was wrong and came in from outside, but this team of twenty people was obviously not enough in front of the Holy Lord of Tianshan.

"Why do you want me to stay? Just because you want me to stay, I will stay? Aren't you afraid of being bitten back by that bastard Jing Muhao if you cooperate with him?" Although Chu Jian was protected behind Fuso, the Holy Lord of Tianshan was going too far. He kept asking her to stay. What kind of person was he?

"Jing Muhao? The fifth prince of Lingyin Kingdom? He's a bastard?" Tianshan Saint Lord looked at Chu Jian, and his smiling face suddenly fell, with an inexplicable murderous aura pouring out, "Did he bully you?"

When she first saw him, she felt a chill run down her spine and clutched Fusang's arm tightly, but she also heard that this Holy Lord had nothing to do with Jing Muhao.

"You... since you are not in the same group with him, then why did you arrest me? I don't know you, I don't want to stay!"

The Holy Lord of Tianshan stared at Chu Jian’s eyes with interest. She actually said that she didn’t know him?

Although the veil covered her face, there was no mistaking the pair of big, watery eyes. Besides, Die Wu had already confirmed it, so there was no mistaking it.

But why did she say she didn't recognize me? Did something happen after she disappeared and she lost her memory? Was it related to Jing Muhao?

The Holy Lord of Tianshan narrowed his eyes. At that time, after taking the holy medicine, he needed to go into seclusion for 49 days. The holy cave for seclusion was far away from the main peak. When he learned that the main peak was attacked and rushed back, a large number of elixirs were robbed and destroyed. The fatal thing was that the holy girl who was supposed to marry him when he came out of seclusion was missing.

Die Wu had just entered hibernation and could not be tracked. The Holy Lord followed the trail and searched for a long time, but whenever he caught up with the trail, even if he caught the people, they were all dead soldiers and he didn't ask them a single question. After months of blind searching, he still didn't get any clues.

When Diewu woke up the next year, the scent of the saint had become very faint and could not be found at all. He searched everywhere blindly and even suspected that the saint might have died.

He did have an attack of poison a few years ago, and was bedridden for a month or so without even returning to Tianshan.

He came to the capital of Lingyin Kingdom this time with his last hope. Apart from Mr. Fang Lin, who seldom appears and is nowhere to be found, the most powerful doctor in the world is another one who is the head of the Lingyin Imperial Palace Hospital.

Last year, when Mr. Fang Lin visited the Tianshan Holy Land, he was out looking for the Holy Maiden. He did not meet her, nor did he find out about her later whereabouts. He could only come to the capital of Lingyin Kingdom to find Dean He to see if there was still a glimmer of hope.

I didn't expect that Diewu would make such a big discovery just after arriving in the capital by boat. However, when they met again, I found that the saint was married and had children, and the other party was the prince of Nanbang.

If it were anyone else, it would be fine, but as for the Prince of Nanbang, well, it's not easy to compete with him. However, apart from combining with the saint, there are other ways to cure the poison in his body.

However, if Fuso treats her badly or the Saint is willing to return to him, it will undoubtedly be the best for the entire Tianshan Holy Land.

"Answer me, did Jing Muhao bully you?" The Holy Lord asked again.

I was a little dumbfounded when I first saw her. What? Why was the atmosphere a little different? Why did the Holy Lord of Tianshan look like he wanted to stand up for her? Whether Jing Muhao bullied her or not should have nothing to do with him, right?

However, since Fuso is so wary of him even though he mentions his name, he is probably not a good person.

At this moment, the shopkeeper's anxious voice came from downstairs, "Your Majesty, there are two groups of people fighting upstairs!"

When she first saw Jing Muyang's back through the gap in the corridor railings, she was so frightened that she no longer cared about the Holy Lord of Tianshan and immediately buried herself in Fusang's arms. Fusang also hugged her tightly at the first opportunity.

Jing Muyang turned around and saw Fusang standing on the second floor hugging his Crown Princess. The three Chimeis were standing in front of them with their bare hands, and seemed to be besieged by several masked men in white.

"Prince Fuso?"

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