Portable Space: The Peasant Princess

Lu Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, "So what if you say it, so what if you don't tell it?"

"You..." King Annan was furious, his lips were trembling, and he couldn't even say a word for a while.

Murong Xiang's eyes flashed coldly, and he whispered: "Father, what nonsense are you talking to them about? We have fifty thousand troops here, why are we afraid of them?"

He didn't care what happened to Murong Hua. He just wanted to get rid of Lu Yuan and destroy Murong Hao as soon as possible.

King Annan is now in his sixties, how many more years can he sit on the throne?

Although Murong Jian was the legitimate son, he had been weak and sick since he was a child, making it difficult for him to survive.

When the time comes, when King Annan kicks off his legs, won't the throne belong to him, Murong Xiang?

King Annan glared at him, "Nonsense, your third brother is still in their hands now. If we act rashly, won't we harm your third brother?"

Murong Xiang whispered in his ear: "Father, you have to think clearly, which one is more important, the throne or the third brother?"

"this……"

King Annan hesitated.

If the most important thing was, of course the throne was the most important, but Murong Hua was the son of his beloved concubine and the one he valued the most. Could he abandon him and ignore him?

Seeing something going on, Murong Xiang hurriedly fanned the flames and said, "Father, the throne is very important now. If we lose the throne because of our third brother, then our entire Annan Palace will definitely not end well."

He just wanted King Annan to think clearly, which one was more important, Murong Hua, or the throne and his own life.

I have to say that this person is always selfish, especially those from the imperial family.

After Murong Xiang said this, King Annan suddenly felt that compared to the throne and his own life, Murong Hua was nothing at all.

He looked at the calm and calm people on the opposite side and said coldly: "Archers, prepare!"

As he gave the order, heads appeared on the wall in an instant. They all held bows and arrows in their hands. At this time, the bows were fully pointed at Lu Yuan and the others, as if they were waiting for his next order.

King Annan put his hands behind his hands, looked at Lu Yuan with sharp eyes and said coldly: "Lu Yuan, I ask you again, where is my Hua'er?"

Lu Yuan ignored him, but glanced at the archers one by one, with a mocking smile on his lips.

Seeing that death was imminent, several people remained calm and composed, which made King Annan feel a little suspicious.

Lin Yan blew the bangs that fell in front of his eyes with his mouth, and said casually: "What are you waiting for, King Annan? Hurry up and do it, we are still waiting to experience the feeling of a thousand arrows piercing the heart!"

King Annan narrowed his eyes, they were not afraid of death!

He vaguely felt something was wrong, but he couldn't see what was wrong.

He gritted his teeth secretly, "Okay! Since you all want to die, I will grant you my wish!"

He waved his hand, and the bows and arrows shot towards several people in random directions as soon as his hand fell.

Several people watched the arrows approaching quickly, but they still remained motionless.

Gu Pan Xia Fei stepped forward, opened her arms, and drew a strange symbol in the air. As soon as she finished drawing, the arrows came right next to them.

Just hearing a loud "boom", those flying arrows instantly turned into ashes.

Not only the soldiers, but also King Annan and Murong Xiang were shocked by the scene just now.

"How...this...is possible?"

King Annan staggered back a few steps and looked at Gu Panxia with fearful eyes. It felt like he was looking at a monster.

The corners of Gu Panxia's lips raised slightly, and her body fell steadily back to the ground.

That moment just now was just a matter of gathering internal energy into a barrier, but she didn't expect that this explosive power would be so powerful.