His words came into his ears, his heart trembled, his slender eyes narrowed more slender, his deep eyes looked at the peaceful smile in front of him, in fact, deep in his heart to a deep pool, bottomless by the calm on the face of the eyes confused, such a person is not really calm, that is, there is no distraction, other things have long been exposed in his eyes, not a trace of escape from his eyes. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

As if standing like a pinprick now, his feet were deeply rooted in the ground, unable to move, as if he was overwhelmed with lead, the complexity in his heart arose, his body was cold, and he frowned undeniably.

Qian Heng smiled and said nothing, between his beautiful eyebrows and eyes were elegant and virtuous brilliance, he was a natural king, there was no doubt about this, but such a calm appearance really made him panic, even if he met a powerful person, he didn't have the one in front of him with a gentle smile on his face, but in the dark he used a psychological battle, crushing people little by little.

He stared at him without squinting, the years did not leave any traces on his handsome face, and he recalled in his mind what Nangong Shaoweng said not long ago, so it seems that the Lord of the Heavenly Realm in front of him is really too deep.

The more gentle the person, the less you know what is really going on in his heart. Such people are often the most dangerous.

"Could it be that what I said is not right?" Qian Heng asked with a chuckle after not answering for a long time, and at the same time, a meaningful strange smile crossed his eyes, making the crane slightly pursed.

He took a deep breath, regained his composure, broke the silence that held his breath for a moment, and replied with a meaningful look before he said slowly, "The Holy Monarch is really smart, since you know what the Bird wants, then ask the Holy Monarch to show me the way, so that I can find the answer as soon as possible." He was serious, and since he had directly punctured what he was about to do, he casually asked the man who had been smiling on his lips, his deep eyes were dark and bright, and he looked at him for a moment.

The smile on Qianheng's lips suddenly became deeper When he heard his answer, he walked slowly and leisurely in front of his eyes, looking at him deeply, this proud face is really like that person, after all, it is father and son, and even the personality is very similar, maybe he doesn't know, the expression he shows now is exactly the same as that of the young and vigorous demon lord back then, the same perseverance, not compromising at all, and he is not impatient in the face of his bluntness.

It was precisely because of this look that he had a thought in his heart that wanted to destroy him, and now this thought was more and more profound than before, as if his blood was boiling at this time, as long as he thought of the deep tearing of this unruly face, the pleasure that boiled in his heart welled up.

He looked at the scene in front of him, although he respectfully bent down and humbly asked himself for advice, but in fact, his eyes were so stubborn, he saw it all.

The corners of his lips curled with a touch of evil charm, and on this clear face, he was as proud as a flower on the other side, and Qian Heng asked with a smile, "Are you sure that I am pointing you a clear path, not pushing you into a dark cliff." ”

As he spoke, his eyes were dark and deep, like the night slowly devouring the sight in front of him, and a trace of light was mercilessly left, and the words revealed a trace of cruelty, and Yu sensed his intention.

Knowing that it was a dark road, he also wanted to see what was there.

So

His eyes were not shocked, without a trace of fluctuation, he looked at him straight and said firmly, "Since I will say so, I naturally firmly believe that the Holy Monarch will not disappoint me." "He was threatening him, and he was threatening himself at the same time.

There was firmness in the black eyes, and there was no trace of timidity.

Qian Heng actually knew that he would still make such a choice, but he was still stunned by his eyes, his bearing was arrogant, and he did not belong to a young inheritor at all, as if everything was already a floating cloud in his eyes, he couldn't help frowning and carefully looking at the man in front of him

How nice it would be if he was his own heir and belonged to the heavenly realm. At that time, he hesitated for a while, and he also had another feeling in his heart.

However, after all, he is a person in the Demon Realm, no matter how powerful his ability is, he will not be a person in his Heavenly Realm, with the bloodline of devouring evil, how can such a person be comparable to the noble goodness of the Heavenly Realm, and the position of the Six Realms can only be owned by the Heavenly Realm after all.

For a long time, he didn't see Qianheng respond, during which he looked at his complex and changeable expression, from a trace of joy to indifference, and then returned to his usual gentleness.

Now he smiled at him, took a few steps back and kept a certain distance from him, and with that smile, the whole person actually had a kind of moonlight and breezy temperament, which was completely different from the face he had just now.

For a long time, he just stared at him, did not speak, and the silence shook between the two of them, and finally, he spoke.

"Crow, you're really not ordinary. Qian Heng said, with a hint of interest in his eyes, flickering and flickering to make it impossible to understand what he meant.

Then, he looked to the right, where they were standing in the middle of the hall, and in the direction he was looking was the corridor leading to the cliff of the sky, and as far as he could see, the collapsed pillars had blocked the corridor, and the ground was full of debris and black.

He slowly turned his gaze to him, and said with a meaningful smile, "You still need to find the answer yourself, and I can only tell you one sentence, 'Far away, close at hand'" He pointed to his right hand, smiled, and then said, "You can travel here as you like, I have permission." ”

Where he pointed, the slightly shiny feather key was lying in the sleeve of his right hand, and his face remained unchanged, and when he heard his permission, he thanked him in a deep voice, "Thank you, Holy Monarch." ”

Without him noticing, the eagle quietly used his aura to cover up the continuous light emitted by the feather key, and made a gesture to make a fist to salute it.

Qianheng waved his hand, "Don't thank me yet, can you find it... It's up to you, and you're going to suffer the consequences, and you've already chosen this path, so don't regret it. ”

"Naturally, I won't regret it. He replied.

"It seems that this wine can't be drunk, if there is still a chance, let's have a good drink with you. Qianheng said quietly, with a strong sense of pity in his words, he couldn't help but shake his head, thinking that what he said was also ridiculous, and he didn't know if the other party was willing to drink with him, and he was talking to himself here.

"Since it is the hospitude of the Holy Monarch, the Bird will naturally accompany him. ”

"Well, I hope that day!" he whispered, looking back at the hallway, before withdrawing his gaze and turning to the eagle on the side, "then, you can do it yourself." ”

With that, he walked to the door, and the eagle standing behind him watched his figure disappear into the doorway.