"Green Realm! The young master is actually a master of Green Realm!"
"Oh my god! I've even called him a loser behind his back before. Fifteen-year-old Lu Jing, he is a loser, who are we?!"
"You don't even have to pick up a hair of the trash!"
"The bear sword in the waist is three feet long. Is Yan Ci of the Jun family aware of it?"
"What do you mean? Talk like a human being!"
"It's 'You are so awesome, do your family members know?' Illiterate!"
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"The imperial edict has arrived!"
The imperial edict that made Han Sheng look forward to saving his life finally arrived, but it was of no use. He had turned into a ball of flesh, unable to hear or see.
"The imperial edict has arrived!" The imperial guardsmen came running with the imperial edict high in their hands. They finally squeezed into the crowd, but Han Sheng was nowhere to be seen.
He looked around and couldn't help but mutter: "Where are the people?"
Mu Qingge, who had already restrained his sharpness, stood with his hands behind his back, standing in front of Mu Xiong's horse, watching every move of the imperial guards, with a faint sarcastic sneer at the corner of his mouth.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince!" The East Palace guard who was sent by Qin Jinxiu to move reinforcements also rushed back at this moment and hurriedly returned to his master.
However, what he saw was a frightened and trembling Crown Prince of Qin.
There was no one on either side of the imperial guard. He frowned and looked at Mu Xiong and asked, "Sir, may I ask my uncle from Korea?"
Mu Xiong's face was calm and serious, and his pursed lips seemed not to be opened.
Mu Qingge, who was standing in front, had a deeper smile on his lips. He was evil and arrogant. He pointed at the flesh and blood around him and said, "Uncle Han is right here. Can't you see this general?"
The general of the Royal Forest Army was stunned for a moment, and finally saw clearly what Mu Qingge was referring to.
The blur of flesh and blood splashed all over the floor, as well as fragments of precious brocade robes, made him have a terrifying suspicion. His pupils shrank suddenly, his face changed suddenly, and he asked sternly: "Little Lord Mu, what did you do to Uncle Han?"
Mu Qingge grinned and sneered, with stern eyes, and said without fear: "Uncle Han feels guilty and dare not live in this world, so naturally he went to accompany me to the tens of thousands of Mu family soldiers who were buried in Yicheng."
"You! Kill him!" The General of the Royal Forest Army suddenly widened his eyes. As soon as he finished speaking, a group of imperial guards following him suddenly pulled out their sabers from their waists and pointed them at Mu Qingge.
This action completely annoyed the silent Mu Jiajun.
The 5,000-strong army drew out their steel swords one after another and pointed at the imperial guards.
Mu Qingge's five hundred personal guards quickly gathered to protect Mu Qingge, looking at the imperial guards with indifferent expressions.
"Han Sheng deserves to be killed!"
"Han Sheng's death is not enough for the people to be angry!"
"Well done, young lord!"
"Little Sir, we support you!"
The voices of support rising and falling from all around gradually became unified. They spontaneously stood in front of Mu Qingge and glared at the imperial guards arriving from the palace.
The imperial guards were also frightened to the spot and did not dare to act excessively. The general who took the lead was tense all over, as if facing a powerful enemy. And those Imperial Guardsmen who had drawn their sabers, the handles of the sabers they held tightly in their hands trembled slightly, wanting to take them back.
The general leading the Royal Forest Army was shocked: When did the good-for-nothing young master of the Mu Mansion have such terrible public support? !
Such a picture shocked many people.
There are Mu Xiong and Mu Qingge. There is Qin Yiyao who is in the Mu family army, and there is also Rui Wang Qin Jinhao who has not yet woken up from the shock that Mu Qingge is a green realm master.
There was also Prince Qin Jinxiu who had been frightened out of his wits by the bloody scene just now.
What he was afraid of was not the sudden popularity of Mu Qingge. What he was worried about was that when Mu Qingge knew who had done this, the splattered flesh and blood would be a reflection of his future.
(End of chapter)