Chapter 42 Palace Banquet 7 Purple-robed man

At this time, the voice of the Queen Mother came: "The key is here in the palace." ”

Jing Xikey looked up at the Empress Dowager Ziyue who was looking at her with a kind face, her brows furrowed slightly, and she didn't know why she had an awkward feeling in her heart when she saw that kind face. But Jingxi still got up and walked towards the Queen Mother.

The Queen Mother took Jingxi Key's hand and asked with concern, "How is Key'er doing lately?" I've lost weight. The Queen Mother's face was full of distress.

Jingxi key responded obediently: "Back to the Queen Mother, the key is very good." Jing Xi Jian said in the tone of his predecessor.

The Queen Mother looked at Jingxi Key quietly, and a dark light flashed in her eyes.

The Queen Mother was about to say something, but was suddenly interrupted by a burst of piano sounds that seemed to come from the sky. The sound of the piano is long and tactful, crisp and beautiful, but it has a domineering spirit that cannot be ignored.

The sound of the piano is getting closer and closer, and the sound of the piano is more clearly transmitted to everyone's ears. The sound of the piano has a magic that makes you want to surrender. There are people who have poor concentration, and their knees have been slightly bent. The delicate ladies were all pale and more terrifying than ghosts.

At this time, Jing Ziqing's face was pale, and beads of sweat ran down his cheeks. Situ Ruixuan was no better, I saw him clenching his hands with a cyan look on his face.

Jing Xijian frowned, and some spiritual power and spiritual power were added to this piano sound. Spiritual power suppresses people's souls, while spiritual power suppresses people's bodies, which is a double torture of soul and body. If the soul is not strong enough, the soul can be destroyed directly, but Jingxi Key clearly feels that the person who released the spiritual power has no malicious intent.

As the sound of the piano got closer and closer, the sense of depression suffered by everyone became stronger and stronger. A burst of pear blossom fragrance wafted by, and the depression on everyone's body disappeared.

The depression on the body disappeared, everyone gasped, and several young ladies fainted, and the queen of Yan asked the palace people to carry them to the apse.

When everyone looked at the high position, Jing Xi Key heard the sound of gasping, and there was a sound of plopping, and Jing Xi Key raised his eyebrows in confusion. His gaze slowly turned to the high position of the Empress Dowager Yan Emperor Yan. It doesn't matter if you look at it, but Jingxi Key is puzzled, isn't there originally only three chairs there, when will there be one more? And there was a man in a purple robe on the chair, and the robe was embroidered with gold thread with a golden dragon that towered the heavens and the earth, and a light blue auspicious cloud. Jing Xi Key was about to take a look at the man's face when a female voice with schadenfreude sounded in his ears. You don't have to hear this voice to know who it is. Isn't it the arrogant peacock Jingziqing?

"Hmph, see how you die this time."

Jing Xi Jian didn't care, and continued to look at the purple-robed man. I saw that the man was wearing a silver mask on his face, and there was a blood-red mandala under the corner of his eye on the right side of the mask. This adds a touch of evil aura to the man. Especially the domineering in those deep eyes is impossible to ignore, this man has the domineering spirit of a king who reigns over the world.

When Jing Xikey looked at the purple-robed man, the purple-robed man was also looking at her. Jing Xikey didn't know the glint in the man's eyes when he looked at her, nor did he know the doting on the corners of his lips under the mask.

When Jing Xiji sensed the man's gaze, he met the man's deep eyes with his bright eyes. Seeing the woman dressed in lilac, the man laughed silently. This girl doesn't seem to be the same as last time. There is an aura of a superior person all over his body, and he is worthy of being the person he fancies. The corners of the man's lips under the mask curled even more than before.