The return of the king of Douluo Continent

Tang San pointed at Murong Yun, who was the one who spoke just now. Lu Kun's face turned blue and white. What he said just now undoubtedly proved that he was frightened by Tang San.

Lu Kun tried his best to calm down his temper, put on a smile, and asked, "I wonder if Master Murong has any other advice?"

"Any advice?" Murong Yun also walked out and said with a sneer: "My Murong family is also a big family in Mingyue City. You, Lu Kun, come and leave whenever you want. Where do you put my Murong family? "

Lu Kun's face was gloomy, his eyes staring at Murong Yun like poisonous snakes. If Tang San hadn't been here, he would have killed this ungrateful thing with one palm.

"What do you want, Master Murong?" Lu Kun stepped forward slightly and moved his palms slightly, but Tang San saw all of this.

"Master!" Ke Ye noticed something strange and called Tang San softly, but Tang San slowly shook his head.

Murong Yun was full of momentum, held his head high, and shouted: "How about it? The Zhao family just compensated nearly 20,000 gold spirit stones. Your Su family will compensate 100,000..."

"Yun'er, be careful!" Murong Jiutian suddenly felt that something was not right, and hurriedly warned Murong Yun, but it was already too late.

Lu Kun took a sudden step forward, his fingers bent like eagle claws, and instantly latched onto Murong Yun's neck, grabbing him.

"Now...can we go?"

The incident happened very suddenly, and everyone was stunned by Lu Kun's hand. He was holding Murong Yun's neck with one hand, while the other hand was still calling the family guards to evacuate.

"This Lu Kun is a man with deep scheming and decisive actions." Tang San looked at Lu Kun and nodded slightly, but then added, "Such people usually don't live long."

"Let him go, I'll let you leave!" Murong Jiutian was also anxious. Although he hated his son for being useless, he couldn't just watch him die.

"Hmph, Brother Jiutian, it would be better if you spoke earlier. Why drag it on until now! You only have one son. If he dies, your Murong family will have no heirs."

As he spoke, Lu Kun looked at Murong Yue. Based on his understanding of Murong Jiutian, it was absolutely impossible for the latter to give up his son and let a woman inherit the family business.

Murong Yue looked at the captured Murong Yun, feeling anxious, but she did not dare to act rashly. The fate of the Zhao family made Lu Kun very cautious. He did not even dare to make a wrong step, so Murong Yun fell into his hands. There's no way he could get away so easily.

Murong Jiutian turned his attention to Tang San, but seeing the indifferent expression on Tang San's face, he knew that Tang San didn't want to get involved in this matter.

In fact, Tang San had already seen that Lu Kun wanted to take action. If he had stopped him in advance, nothing would have happened. However, he didn't do it because it was pointless.

Murong Jiutian became more and more anxious. He didn't dare to take action at all, and he was already seriously injured. If he took action and failed to succeed, Murong Yun would probably lose his life, but the Su family could leave intact. .

"Tell me what you want!" Murong Jiutian finally sighed and asked helplessly.

"Brother Jiutian, I won't embarrass you. Our young master told you to go to the house and pick out sixteen heaven-level spiritual treasures, and ask your daughter to come over with these spiritual treasures. We took away the spiritual treasures. Naturally Just let your son go." A sneer appeared on Lu Kun's lips, obviously he had a plan.

Everyone immediately understood after hearing Lu Kun's words. Although Lu Kun only said that he wanted to take away the spiritual treasure, everyone knew that their real goal was Murong Yue. After all, with the atmosphere of the Su family, they would not care about the spiritual treasure. Even these spiritual treasures are of heaven level.

Murong Jiutian's face was full of bitterness, and he didn't know what to do for a moment.

Everyone also looked like they were watching a show. They all wanted to know what decision Murong Jiutian would make.

"Hurry up, you don't have much time." Lu Kun clasped Murong Yun with his five fingers and urged.

"Since you want the Lingbao, I will personally deliver the Lingbao to you without my daughter coming." Murong Jiutian looked at Lu Kun and said.

"Hmph, is Brother Jiutian really ignorant or is he pretending to be stupid? You must ask your daughter to deliver the spirit treasure in person, otherwise..." Lu Kun tightened his grip on Murong Yun's fingers.

"Dad, save me..." Murong Yun almost lost his breath. He held his breath and gritted his teeth.

Seeing Murong Yun's appearance, Murong Jiutian couldn't bear it even more, but at this moment, Tang San smiled and said: "If it were me who was being held captive, I would probably have killed myself. There’s still so much trouble coming out.”

Tang San's words shocked Murong Jiutian's body. Although Tang San was right, he couldn't do this. The Murong family only had a son like Murong Yun. If he was gone, it would be the end.

Murong Yun's face turned red when he heard this, but he did not have the courage to end it on his own.

The person who was more frightened in his heart was Lu Kun. At this moment, Lu Kun already regarded Tang San as a devil. He didn't want to become a rival with such a person, because he couldn't guess when Tang San would risk his life with him.

If Murong Yun had Tang San's courage, then he, Lu Kun, would definitely die here today.

It's a pity that Murong Yun is not Tang San. He doesn't have Tang San's wisdom, let alone Tang San's courage, so he is destined to become a hostage.

"Yue'er..." At this time, Murong Jiutian looked at Murong Yue, with a lot of reluctance in his eyes, but at this point, he seemed to have to make some kind of choice.

Murong Yue lowered her eyes, and finally sighed heavily, saying: "Dad, you don't need to say anything anymore, I understand everything."

After Murong Yue said this, she walked towards the house alone, her eyes lonely and her heart ashen.

Murong Jiutian was in agony. He was already older and had a son and a daughter later, so he couldn't afford to gamble. He could only sacrifice one person to save another, and for the benefit of the family, the victim could only be Murong Yue.

But at this moment, a voice came into Murong Jiutian's ears.

"I can help you kill Lu Kun."

Murong Jiutian was startled when he heard the words, and quickly looked at Tang San. It was Tang San who spoke just now, but he wrapped his voice with soul power so that only designated people could hear it clearly.

Murong Jiutian moved his lips and uttered a few words in a very soft voice that only Tang San could hear clearly.

"As long as the little brother is willing to take action, I am willing to marry my daughter to the little brother!"

Murong Jiutian had already had this intention, and now he took this opportunity to speak, which was considered as fulfilling his wish.

But Tang San shook his eyelids and looked at Murong Yue. Unexpectedly, Murong Yue also looked back at him at this time. Although her expression was still as unruly as ever, the loneliness in her eyes was not mixed with it. Fake.