Murong Jihao no longer cared about him and rushed to Murong Heer's place.

"Don't come here." The person who hijacked Murong He'er was the only woman among the four.

Her knife was resting on Murong Heer's neck, and with a little force, a blood mark suddenly appeared on the snow-white neck.

"Ah! It hurts! Brother, brother... Help, save me!"

Murong He'er screamed in fear, but the woman beside her glared at her fiercely.

"Shut up, call me again, I will cut your throat with one knife."

Upon hearing this, Murong He'er was so scared that she never dared to make a sound again.

"If you dare to touch her, I will definitely not let you go!"

Murong Jihao approached two steps, looked at the bloody marks on Murong Heer's neck, and his heart was tugged, but he didn't dare to get closer.

"If you dare to come over, I will definitely not let her go."

Although the woman's voice is very hoarse, every word can be clearly heard by others.

Ge Yikai walked behind Murong Jihao and said in a muffled voice: "I'm sorry, I just..."

"It's not your business." Murong Jihao snorted coldly, and his cold eyes fell on the knife again.

"Let her go, I promise you can leave safely."

The woman smiled coldly, and her laughter seemed to come from hell, hoarse and harsh.

Her eyes passed over him and landed on the three people who walked out from behind the pile of sand, and finally locked on Zhan Muchen's face.

"Unless Mr. Zhan speaks in person,..." She smiled coldly again.

If she doesn't say anything, everyone will understand the words after "otherwise".

At this time, four more people came out from the gate of the imperial tomb.

Inexplicably and Nangong Jin each carried a man in black out of the imperial tomb and appeared in everyone's sight.

Seeing that the accomplice was caught, the woman seemed to have no expression of surprise. The knife was still tightly pressed against Murong Heer's neck.

She stared at Zhan Muchen and asked in a deep voice: "How is it?"

Murong Jihao looked at her, then looked back at Zhan Muchen who was walking towards them.

He dared to bet that Zhan Muchen would not care about his sister's life or death in his heart.

He'er talked to Yuxi like that before, and Zhan Muchen did not personally break her up, and he already gave her and Yuxi enough face.

How could he save her now?

He bit his lip, turned around and strode to Zhan Muchen: "Let her go."

"But my woman really wants to catch her back and have fun."

Zhan Muchen's evil eyes fell on the men in black and Murong He'er, and his words were so cold that there was no trace of warmth.

Yuxi shook slightly, looked up at him, his voice dull: "I think I'm thinking, but..."

This is how they are now. What if they hurt Murong He'er in order to catch her...

Well, Murong He'er is lucky and has a good brother.

She had a good feeling for Murong Jihao, and maybe she would still be Luo Luo's husband in the future... Of course, this matter seems to have just begun.

"Uncle Muchen, no..."

"Since I want to, I will go over and help you catch her back. How about it?" Zhan Muchen interrupted her.

"If you dare to come over, I will kill her immediately!" His voice reached the woman's ears, as terrifying as Shura.

She is not afraid of anyone here, but she is afraid of this Zhan Master.

She knew exactly where they came into contact with him about his power and terror!

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