Qin Huafeng’s old face has a hint of shrewdness and skill: “It is rumored that the prince of Qianmo has fallen in love with the country. When I saw it today, it really deserves its reputation.
"Qin Huafeng, you came to this king to talk such nonsense?"
With a faint smile still on his face, Qian Mo Qingcheng held up the white jade tea cup on the stone table and took a sip, with a hint of domineering domineering in his tone.
Qin Huafeng's face that was still smiling suddenly sank.
He originally wanted to persuade each other, but it seemed that it was not enough.
"Master, I came here to let you do things for my Fengyumen. I will definitely treat you as a guest of honor."
Qin Huafeng said the purpose of coming this time. There is a faint smile on his face, and there is another meaning to it, go, and treat you as a distinguished guest. If you don't go, then you have to kill you.
Unexpectedly, Qianmo Qingcheng laughed loudly, with obvious contempt in his laughter, "Little Feng Yumen also delusioned to invite this king.
Qin Huafeng, this king wonders if you are too old and your brains are not working well, this king advises you to abdicate as soon as possible. "
Qin Huafeng's expression changed. This Qianmo prince can't know martial arts, but if his psychic technique can be used by his Fengyumen, then everyone's affairs are in his hands.
Today, he has brought so many masters, it is to "invite" Qianmo Qingcheng.
If you don't move, then you have to do it.
In the killing of the door more than a month ago, his Qin Huafeng did not find out the "little baby" at that time.
There was really no way, so he had no choice but to take Wangye Qianmo for his own use.
Anyway, the person above him had already ordered this matter, and Qianmo Qingcheng was bound to be used by Feng Yumen.
If it can't be used by him, kill it.
This is the order he confessed from above.
In any case, he has to do it today.
Anyway, Qianmo Qingcheng doesn't know how to martial arts, and killing him is not easy.
Thinking about it, the smile in Qin Huafeng's eyes gradually deepened: "Lord, the old man asks again, do you want to enter the storm gate?"
Qian Mo Qingcheng didn't even look at Qin Huafeng.
Regarding Qin Huafeng's words, Qianmo Qingcheng didn't seem to have heard it.
Still casually tasting the fragrant tea in his hand.
He never said it again.
Qin Huafeng didn't have the qualifications to make him an exception.
After waiting for a long time, Qin Huafeng also noticed that the Lord Qianmo didn't bother talking to him.
But he is not so easy to give up.
With a glance, Qin Huafeng saw the small figure next to Qianmo Qingcheng.
With a shrewd smile, Qin Huafeng looked at Yun Luoxue and said in a low voice, "Presumably this is the future little princess of Lord Qianmo.
I wonder if the little princess can help the old man. "
The words with a smile fell, Qin Huafeng's eyes looking at Yun Luoxue were naked calculations.
He had heard that this prince Qianmo was very protective of his future little princess.
I think at the beginning, in order not to make his little princess angry, he clashed with the daughter of the prime minister, the current princess.
This matter has spread all over the people.
In this way, if he catches this little princess, he is not afraid that Qianmo Qingcheng will not enter the storm gate.
Yun Luoxue naturally guessed what Qin Huafeng thought in her heart.
It’s just that there are some things you want to do.
Dare to beat her Yun Luoxue's idea, there is a price to pay.
"I'm afraid you don't have the ability."
The blatant words, the Bing Yi that Yun Luoxue said permeated people.