Chapter 4302 5.0054 The Prince's Temptation

The crowds scattered on the street were like grasshoppers that had fried their pots, fleeing everywhere, heading for their homes.

Qiao Mu was hugged by Mo Lian and jumped over the roof.

Mu Xingchen, Long Xiangyun, Long Hui, Feng Changqing and others also hurriedly jumped up the eaves, so as not to be crowded with everyone and make the journey difficult.

"What's going on?" Long Xiangyun asked with a puzzled face. "The sound seems to be coming from the direction of the pier. Do we need to go over and take a look?"

Qiao Mu furrowed his slender brows, his eyes swept away, and he saw the slender figure of Young Master Songfeng, being squeezed around in the crowd.

The two waitresses were trying their best to protect him, but the crowd came in the opposite direction, rushed them to the left and right, and immediately rushed away.

Qiao Mu lightly tugged at Mo Lian's sleeve.

Mo Lian immediately understood, and a purple line of fire between his fingers burned towards Young Master Songfeng.

"What are you doing??" Long Xiangyun couldn't help exclaiming when she saw it.

Are these two people causing trouble?

One or two are nothing to worry about.

There is no grievance or hatred, why did you provoke that Songfeng son again?

Seeing that the purple fire was about to burn the corners of Young Master Songfeng's clothes, one of the waitresses rushed forward recklessly and blocked the purple line of fire with her sword.

Naturally, Mo Lian didn't want to hurt anyone, so she withdrew the fire when she saw the woman rushing towards her.

He squeezed Qiao Mu's little hand, turned his head and smiled at her, "Stay here."

After saying this, Prince Mo's slender figure floated down, and suddenly he came to the side of Mr. Songfeng, and shot him without warning.

"Young Master Mo, what are you doing? My son has no cultivation base and doesn't understand martial arts!" The waitress exclaimed, and hurriedly stepped forward to resist, pushing Young Master Songfeng back with all due diligence.

Mo Lian did not entangle with the woman, she tapped the woman with one finger, and her figure swept up to Young Master Songfeng.

The slender, jet-black long sword instantly appeared in his hand, a strong wind blew up, and it headed towards Young Master Songfeng's neck.

This Young Master Songfeng silently looked at Prince Mo who was stabbed by the horizontal sword.

The crowd fleeing around was frightened by Prince Mo's actions, and couldn't help but exclaimed.

Fast, the speed of the move is too fast, so fast that people are a little dazzled.

Most people were in a state of surprise, and Prince Mo's sword had already reached the neck of Young Master Songfeng.

If this guy doesn't avoid it, the sword will definitely be pulled open by Prince Mo's throat, and the blood will flow.

Long Xiangyun couldn't help being taken aback, and subconsciously grabbed her brother Long Hui's sleeve.

The prince of Shenzhou is too moody, right?

Suddenly attacking an unarmed man, what is he trying to do?

"Ding." A flying knife as thin as a cicada's wings slammed into Mo Lian's blade.

Prince Mo's sword was an inch cheaper, and at that moment, Young Master Songfeng took two steps back and quickly avoided his sword.

Mo Lian curled her lips slightly, and the Wuyue Sword in her hand couldn't help but stab at Young Master Songfeng again.

This time, there was a faint purple fire on the sword, and the fire spirit instantly soared and spread, sweeping out an arc-shaped wind.

Suddenly, it landed on Young Master Songfeng.

Everyone around couldn't help but exclaim.

I thought that this weak and graceful young man would definitely be swept away and seriously injured when he was hit by the prince's sword.