Laughing, the host always wants to escape

Chapter 154 The Regent Has a Beautiful Girl in His Golden House (61)

Blood flowed down his arm, dripped onto the ground, and turned the land beneath his feet red.

Mu Hanqing didn't care, and looked at Xiao Chengyu on the city wall with sharp eyes, "What are you doing here?"

His intuition told him that Xiao Chengyu must have ulterior motives.

Hearing his questioning, Xiao Chengyu grabbed Tang Cuo's collar, lifted him up from the ground, and pressed him against the edge of the city wall.

Looking at the familiar face, Murong Yuan immediately dismounted, took a few steps forward and stood side by side with Mu Hanqing, staring straight in the direction of the city wall.

"Xiao Chengyu, what are you going to do?" Mu Hanqing gripped the hilt of the sword tightly and asked coldly.

"Don't do anything. Didn't I say that? I'm here to give a gift to His Royal Highness Prince Rong'an. Why are you in such a hurry?" Looking at the anxious expressions on the two people's faces, Xiao Chengyu found it more and more interesting.

"One is the regent of the Rong Dynasty, and the other is the emperor of the Libei Dynasty. However, they fought for a prostitute in a brothel. If this were to be spread around, it would really be a beautiful story, hahaha." Xiao Chengyu took out a dagger from his sleeve and put it close to Tang Cuo's cheek.

Feeling the sharp blade against his body, Tang Cuo couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"Don't mess around!" Murong Yuan raised his foot forward and shouted at Xiao Chengyu.

"Don't be nervous, I haven't done anything yet." Xiao Chengyu chuckled.

"Xiao Chengyu, what exactly do you want to do?" Mu Hanqing seemed very calm, but the hand holding the hilt of the sword had already betrayed him.

"It's very simple. I just want to play a game with you." Xiao Chengyu curled the corners of his lips. "The two sides of the game are of course you and His Majesty Murong. The winner can take the person you miss away. As for the loser, you can only leave your life behind."

"Game rules?" Murong Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"The rules are very simple. You are all chosen by the gods. If you keep fighting like this, it may be difficult to determine the winner. How about this: within half an incense stick, Murong Yuan will strike, and Mu Hanqing cannot fight back.

After half an incense stick, the two will switch places to see which one dies first. The one who survives will naturally be the winner. However, there is one thing: you cannot hurt the other's vital parts."

"Hmm...hmm..." Hearing his words, Tang Cuo twisted his body wildly and made a whimpering sound from his mouth.

"This Xiao Deng is obviously bullying us. We must not agree to it." Tang Cuo kept shaking his head.

"Tang Cuo, my patience is limited. If you dare to disrupt my plan again, I will throw you off the city wall." Xiao Chengyu moved closer and threatened in his ear.

Hey, do you think I'm afraid of you? Even if you beg me to live, I won't...

As he spoke, Xiao Chengyu cast his gaze at the two again, "How is it? My patience is limited. Have you considered it?"

He placed the dagger on Tang Cuo's neck, then raised his hand and slid it slightly downwards. The sharp tip of the knife instantly left several red marks on Tang Cuo's neck.

Seeing this scene, Murong Yuan did not hesitate. He pulled out a dagger from his calf, then stabbed it into Mu Hanqing's shoulder with his backhand.

The blade sank into his flesh, but Mu Hanqing didn't dodge at all.

Tang Cuo lowered his eyes and looked at the two of them. His eyes suddenly widened a bit, "Branding Iron, are you serious?"

"Yes, that's it, let's kill each other." Xiao Chengyu laughed grimly, then turned his head to look at Tang Cuo's expression, "Are you feeling sorry for him? Have you forgotten who beat you up?"

He raised his hand and took out the silk handkerchief that Tangcuo was biting, then pressed his neck tightly, "Look carefully, I am also avenging you, you should laugh out loud, not look like that."

The restraints on his mouth were removed, and Tangcuo shouted at the two men, "Stop, he is playing tricks on you, can't you see it?"

Hearing his voice, Murong Yuan's fingers trembled a little, and then he still raised the dagger and stabbed Mu Hanqing, as if he didn't hear it.

"Tang Cuo, do you think they don't know that I'm playing tricks on them? They just don't dare to gamble with your life. If I had known that you were so important to them, I should have trained you to be my own earlier. Maybe Mu Hanqing would have died a long time ago..." Xiao Chengyu smiled.

Under the city wall, Mu Hanqing's figure stood still as a mountain. His eyes would fall on Tang Cuo from time to time, with some indescribable emotions.

In just a moment, his body was covered with many scars, his clothes were soaked with blood, and even the air was filled with a strong smell of rust.

The soldiers around him also stopped fighting, gathered together, and looked at this incomprehensible scene.

In a moment, half an incense stick of time had passed.

"Your Majesty Murong, you can stop now. The time is up and it is Prince Mu's turn." Xiao Chengyu raised his legs and sat on the city wall, speaking casually.

Hearing his words, Murong Yuan stopped and turned to look at Mu Hanqing.

Mu Hanqing still stood there, seemingly having no intention of taking action.

"What? Prince Mu doesn't want to continue this game?" Xiao Chengyu chuckled, then raised his hand to pinch Tang Cuo's neck, "Look, your beloved prince is going to give up on you again, you are really pitiful..."

As he spoke, his grip gradually tightened, causing Tangcuo's originally fair face to instantly turn red. "Are you still not going to do it? Your Majesty, this game doesn't seem to be over yet."

Looking at Tang Cuo's situation, Murong Yuan forcefully stuffed the dagger in his hand into Mu Hanqing's hand, then raised his hand, held his hand, and stabbed it hard into his body.

"Tang Cuo, it's still the emperor of the Libei Dynasty who really cares about you and is ruthless in attacking him." Xiao Chengyu let go of his hand and said with interest.

"Xiao Ye, you absolutely can't go on like this. I will find a chance to climb the city wall later. When I jump down, remember to give me a few seconds. Don't let me die immediately." Tang Cuo's eyes sank slightly.

"Also, before I exit this plane, raise Mu Hanqing's madness index to the maximum."

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"Hmm..." Tang Cuo took a deep breath and glanced at his subordinate beside him: If he wants to get close to the city wall, he must first bypass him, but his hands are tied now, which is really difficult.

Thinking of this, he turned his gaze back to Xiao Chengyu, "Zuo Xiang is right."

"Yes? Which sentence are you referring to?" Xiao Chengyu seemed to be interested in his words.

"Mu Hanqing is indeed not worthy of sympathy. If he hadn't used tough means to bring me back, how could we be in this situation today? So all the injuries he suffered are his own fault and he can't blame anyone else." Tang Cuo's voice was cold, as if he hated Mu Hanqing very much.

Hearing his words, Mu Hanqing under the city clenched the dagger in his hand and his eyes flashed a few times.