The Empress’s Gigolo

Chapter 443: The minister plays a song for His Majesty to build momentum!

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Ren Baqian had made many assumptions about the beginning and process of this battle.

In his mind, the beginning of the story should be like this - the female emperor, dressed in red, stood alone on the peak, looked down at the people below, and said lightly, "Let's go up together."

Then maybe the empress fights against the heroes alone, and when everyone is defeated, they form a formation, and throw out dozens of smoke bombs with extra ingredients, and everyone "flees at the wind".

He made a great contribution, and the empress sent him a sweet kiss.

Or in a crisis, he took the empress back to the earth, Qingqing and I recuperated for a few days, and when I came back, I happened to see Xi Wanya's big face.

All in all, the beginning, development and ending of the story should be like this.

However, the beginning of the story is completely different from what Ren Baqian imagined. He worked hard to go undercover to the enemy... Then the empress sold herself with a single word...

Ren Baqian squinted his eyes and looked around. At present, everyone is still not sure who the empress is talking to, but many people have already focused on themselves.

If I yell now: "Your Majesty, it's great to see you, I miss you so much." Will they beat themselves up

Did the Empress have time to save herself

Ren Baqian felt that it was better for him to be careful.

The current Ren Baqian sneered: "Huh, I didn't expect that! I didn't expect to see me here!"

When everyone heard this, did Ye Yunxian and Qi Zixiao meet? And revenge? That Ye Yunxian is much more powerful than he thought before.

What kind of person is able to have an enmity with Qi Zixiao and still not die? Definitely not just an envoy from Yun Nation!

Everyone looked at Ren Baqian with different eyes.

Ren Baqian stepped forward, and everyone made way for him, waiting to see him confront the empress.

The empress did not expect Ren Baqian to reply in such a cold manner, her heart ached suddenly, her eyebrows were raised, and she looked at him coldly.

Ren Baqian was located only tens of meters away from the empress, and he was worried when he walked through the crowd. When he stood in front of the crowd, he immediately relaxed and put on a warm smile: "I didn't expect that I Will I wait for you here? I miss you so much!"

One step, two steps, three steps, one swoop. Then the empress stepped aside, gave him a princess hug, and threw him to the ground.

Everyone around was stunned, what's going on? Originally, his tone just now gave everyone the feeling that the two knew each other, and they had enmity, such as deep hatred.

But in the blink of an eye, the two knew each other for real, and the deep hatred turned into a deep love

This style of painting changes so fast that people can't react quickly.

"Who are you?" Someone immediately reacted and shouted violently. This person is definitely not from Yunguo.

It is impossible for people from Yunguo to be with Qi Zixiao.

Ren Baqian turned his head and looked around, everyone was looking at him, and many people had cheated angry expressions on their faces.

Although he didn't have the intention to establish relationships with these people these days, he also met many people, including Jinhuan Mansion, many masters from the Northern Alliance, everyone from Yunandu, and some people from other sects.

At this time, everyone looked at him with doubts and anger.

"Sorry, I'm a policeman!"

Ren Baqian looked at the crowd, and his sense of many people here was not bad. Before he had any contact with it, how many people died was just a number, and he never cared, didn't care, and didn't think too much about this kind of number.

But after the contact, every flesh and blood image was remembered in his mind.

He sighed and continued:

"You are bandits, I am an official, we are not the same way. But to be honest, all you want is to go out. This is the purpose of my visit this time, you don't need to be in such a hurry!"

But it was already too late to say this, the masters of the entire Tianjing Land were here, it was impossible for everyone to retreat obediently after he said a few words, and he didn't waste any more words.

"Stop talking nonsense, you are obviously not an ancient clan, but you are Qi Zixiao's dog! It's an insult to your ancestors!" Someone immediately cursed below, followed by a lot of shouting and cursing.

Seeing this, the Empress' eyes became colder, and her murderous intent became more intense, and she remembered everyone who spoke up in her heart.

You can scold yourself, but others can't.

Whoever scolds will be killed!

"I know who he is now!" Another human said.

"Are you the little boy Qi Zixiao was looking for?"

Ren Baqian touched his face, his reputation has spread here!

"Handsome, it's just on the surface! After a long time of contact, you will find that my heart is more beautiful and handsome!" Ren Baqian sighed.

"Hey, who said you're handsome? Shame on you?"

"Are you doubting His Majesty's vision?" Ren Baqian asked back.

Pooh! Pooh! Pooh! The anger and contempt of the crowd was undoubtedly revealed.

Everyone in Jinhuan Mansion frowned and looked at the mansion master. Zhan Changkong stroked his beard with complicated expressions in his eyes. I didn't expect that I personally sent a spy to Yincun. I felt remorse, anger, and other thoughts in my heart, so that he didn't know what was going on in his heart.

Anyway, everyone didn't dare to spit directly in front of the two of them, after all, standing beside Ren Baqian was the Empress. Even if they came with the idea of mortal death, the identity and strength of the Empress made them unable to ignore it.

"Shut up!" Qing Yunjian frowned at the farce below.

"Let His Majesty see the joke." Qing Yunjian said something first, then looked at Ren Baqian and said coldly: "I really didn't expect that!"

"I didn't expect that either!" Ren Baqian said, he really didn't expect that he would be among these people.

"I don't like someone standing taller than me!" The empress said coldly, when Ren Baqian came over just now, the aura she had accumulated before was interrupted and began to fall back, and as she took another step, the aura rose again.

The empress went to a higher position than everyone else before she looked down.

"Be careful, Your Majesty." Ren Baqian said behind the Empress.

"Back to the back! Let's see what tricks these people have." The Empress said coldly.

More people came than she expected. She really didn't expect so many people to come. The scene was huge, there were many people, and the target was herself.

This kind of scene made her fight even more.

Eighteen god wheels, very good!

These masters of the remnants aren't bad either.

A total of tens of millions of people, all the masters among the survivors are here, looking up at me from below, making the blood in the empress's body boil, making a rumbling sound like a flood hitting the river.

In addition to being an emperor, she is also a martial artist, the fifth best in the world.

The emperors of the ancient clan have never been the kind of emperors who do not live in danger.

Otherwise, how could the first generation of emperors have dropped everything and brought masters into the mountains without any news.

How could the second generation emperor go out alone and be seriously injured and then disappear again after returning.

Emperor is responsibility, status, but not everything.

The rumbling sound from the empress made the complexions of many masters of the divine wheel change, and the qi and blood in the body made a sound like a torrent. How far has the qi and blood been trained

Ren Baqian stood behind the Empress with drooping eyebrows, and said with a different flavor: "Your Majesty is here to challenge the heroes, why not let the minister play a song to strengthen His Majesty's prestige."

The queen's aura that was about to erupt like a volcano stopped suddenly.

A bad feeling rose in my heart.

Ren Baqian turned around and took out the erhu with a beaming smile on his face. With such a big scene and so many audiences, this is his chance to express himself.

Standing here alone, the empress faced hundreds of masters. How can ordinary people match such power? How can ordinary people be worthy of it

Must be majestic!