Qianmo Qingcheng had a peerless face, looked at most of the shocked people, smiled faintly, the flowers faded, the sun and the moon were dull, "If you have anything, just ask. This king must know everything and say nothing."
The magnetic sound is like a magical sound that cannot be resisted, and it sounds better than any other sound in the world.
All the girls in Feicheng were almost sucked away by this look and this voice.
Lord Qianmo, he is so beautiful and handsome, it is like an overwhelming country and the world.
The people of Feicheng didn't really believe Qianmo Qingcheng's words at first, but those who are timid can be bold.
Especially the people who have suffered madness are even more courageous.
A young teenager stepped out of the crowd, did not salute Qianmo Qingcheng, but had an expression of incomparable resentment on his masculine face: "Master, why are you unable to get along with the people of Feicheng
Although we are a small border town in Fire Feather Nation, we are still members of Fire Feather Nation.
We are from the Fire Feather Nation, and you are also the Fire Feather Nation. Why do you want to harm the people of your own country? Is this what you call love
Is this how you use your psychic technique to harm us? "
The young teenager was obviously extremely angry.
Since he is a person who has been mad, what else is there to be afraid of.
The big deal is death, anyway, today he is willing to give it up.
"Yes, why do you harm our people in Feicheng?"
"Why..."
"... ... .."
As the boy spoke, a small group of people in the crowd began to clamor.
It's resentful and hard to speak of.
They are just ordinary people, why should the royal family and princes have trouble with them
Why do you want to squeeze them like this
"How do you yell so that the prince can talk?"
Standing beside Qianmo Qingcheng with his head hanging down, Bing said coldly when he saw this.
Qianmo Qingcheng has always been so calm.
The people suddenly closed their mouths when they heard the cold words.
There was a moment of silence in front of Feicheng official mansion.
Qian Mo Qingcheng looked at the silent people, his expression was cold, and his voice was a little serious: "This is not the king's doing."
Everyone was silent again, without speaking.
Qianmo Qingcheng glanced around at the crowd, and then said: "Do you think that doing this will benefit this king? Besides, this king's heart art has been sealed, and in the future, King Qianmo of the fire feather country will no longer have access to it. Mind."
Every utterly uttered word pierced into the hearts of the people.
Like needles, they couldn't believe it.
Before they could speak, Qianmo Qingcheng Qingruzhuyu's words raised again: "It makes you crazy, and then heals you, this king is not so boring yet.
To the people of Fire Feather Nation, this king can definitely say one thing, this king has a clear conscience for you. "
The people present once again kept their faces together, listening to Qianmo Qingcheng's words, their hearts were like falling into a stone, up and down, making them believe it was not true, and it was not true that they did not believe it.
"Anyone who has the courage can get in touch with this king, and everything will be revealed."
Qian Mo Qingcheng had a sublime aura, and it poured out for a while, making people couldn't help but be convinced.
A nympholy woman in the crowd was very excited the moment she saw Qianmo Qingcheng.