The spring night is still a little cold, but the Luoyun Hall where Qin Sheng lives is lively at this time.

Qin Shang held his chin in his hand, looked at the few men in front of him leisurely, and said lightly: "This is a gathering of heroes from all sides?" ”

Chu Chen was right.

Nan Mohao was asked by Wen Renyuan, but it wasn't just the two of them, Pei Yuyang and Feng Weiyu were there.

plus Qin Shang, there are a total of five people.

At this time, the five of them sat together, the atmosphere seemed to be harmonious, but in fact, the dark tide was surging, and the murderous aura under the silence had been brewing for a long time, but no one spoke or acted for a long time.

It seems that they are waiting for the other party to lose their breath first, and those who can't hold their breath will lose it, not only in terms of momentum, but also in terms of strength.

And once it falls behind, it is easy to find out the details.

After Qin Shang opened his mouth to break the silence, Feng Weiyu's eyebrows condensed slightly, and she took the lead in letting out her breath.

It seems justifiable that he appeared here at this time, because he is the prime minister of the Ling Kingdom, the head of a hundred officials, and it is natural to entertain Pei Yuyang and Wen Renyuan.

But everyone present knew that Feng Weiyu was here to make up the numbers.

With his current precarious and uncertain status, and Her Majesty's seemingly alienated attitude towards him, he really had no qualifications to sit here at this time.

The person Pei Yuyang and Wen Renyuan want to target is not him.

But Feng Weiyu couldn't stay quietly in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

He felt like a fool when he went home, as if suddenly his ears were deaf, his eyes were blind, the news he wanted to know was cut off, and he couldn't do what he wanted to do.

Staying in the study is also like sitting on pins and needles, and I don't know what to do.

He couldn't figure out how things had suddenly become the way they were now, and he didn't dare to send people out to find out what to do easily, the available manpower of the Prime Minister's Mansion was rapidly decreasing, and there was no return to send out more or less, as if all the ears and eyes had lost consciousness overnight, and their senses had become extremely dull.

So much so that he didn't dare to make a wrong step now, but if he didn't do anything, his heart would be equally uneasy.

So he could only enter the palace and quietly try to find out even a little bit of news.

But at this time, he deeply felt the taste of being crushed by strength.

The deathly silence permeated this gazebo, and the crisp fragrance accompanied by the night breeze swept in from all directions, permeating the tip of the nose, but it could not resist the coercion of the oppressive atmosphere under the silence that made people's scalps tingle.

Not only Feng Weiyu alone, even Wen Renyuan, who was trying to overpower Nan Mohao in terms of momentum and endurance, was also a little difficult to support at this time.

More than an hour passed, and fine sweat oozed out of the musculoskeletal pores little by little, soaking the underwear.

A man in a black robe who almost blends with the night sits quietly by the railing, his eyebrows are slightly constricted, his body is as steady as a rock, his cold face, and his back, just sitting quietly without saying a word, can also bring people a direct impact on the soul.

Time passed drop by drop.

Qin Shang had already changed the third cup of tea, and the tea in front of Nan Mohao was already cold.

Pei Yuyang exhaled softly, his face turned a little pale, turned his head to look at the night when the lights were flickering outside the pavilion, and slowly let go of his clenched hands.

The aura on Nan Mohao's body is too strong, making people feel as if they are in a silent hurricane, making people feel suffocated anytime and anywhere.

He struggled for an hour, but he couldn't hold on any longer, and he was afraid that he would suffer internal injuries if he was any longer.