Ji Fengyan took those wanted notices, and looked at them one by one, the faces on those wanted notices made her feel extremely familiar, many of them were the current important ministers of the Huaxia Kingdom, among them, Ji Fengyan even saw the wanted warrant about the Red Blood Brigade, on which the portrait of Meng Fusheng was drawn with a big thorn.

Monsoon Smoke took out a few of them, threw them in front of the people and said, "These people are dead. ”

Most of the people who were smoked out by the monsoon smoke were the ones who followed Gong Qiang at the beginning, and they had already been cut down by the monsoon smoke in the previous battle.

"What about the others?" Everyone didn't care, it was normal for the dead in the Valley to die, and they wouldn't bother if they died, but if they were alive, they had to come back.

Ji Fengyan raised his eyebrows and looked at the people who were full of anticipation, and suddenly waved the thick stack of wanted notices in his hand slightly, and the stack of wanted notices was swallowed up by a flame in an instant, and turned into ashes in an instant in everyone's sight.

At the moment, everyone's faces were a little unpleasant.

"Emperor Huaxia, what are you doing here?"

Ji Fengyan raised his chin slightly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a haughty sneer.

"These people are all the people of my Huaxia country, who gave you the courage to let me hand over the people of my country?"

No one thought that Monsoon Smoke would refuse to hand over those prisoners, and the faces of everyone who came to beg for the dignitaries immediately sank.

"Emperor Huaxia, do you really want to be our enemy for these people?"

Huaxia Kingdom is just a small country that has just been established, except for the place in Xiaoyao Valley, there is no territory, they have also deliberately investigated before, the number of people in Huaxia combined, is not even as large as their own army, such a country, where does it get the courage to confront so many countries.

Correct......

Monsoon Smoke didn't mean to open her mouth at all, a chill flashed in her eyes, and in an instant, her fingertips flicked slightly, and a cold light suddenly flew out from between hers.

Everyone didn't have time to react to what was going on, they only felt a sharp pain in their knees, and a group of people who were still menacing suddenly weakened their legs, and they knelt in front of Monsoon Smoke.

The crisp sound of kneeling on the ground echoed through the hall.

This sudden change made everyone unexpected, they subconsciously wanted to stand up, but their legs seemed to be completely disobedient, stuck on the hard floor, the slightest intention to get up, the pain in the knees will suddenly surge, not enough in an instant, many people have already hurt a cold sweat.

Just when everyone was shocked by what was happening in front of them, the chilling voice of monsoon smoke suddenly came into their ears.

"Didn't your king tell you how to treat a king?"

The voice was in the ears, as if with a hint of coolness, everyone subconsciously raised their heads, and suddenly saw that Monsoon Yan, who was originally sitting on the chair, had stood up at some point, and her originally petite body, in front of the kneeling crowd, suddenly became taller.

"I don't mind if I don't understand the rules like this, instead of your emperors, teach you what the rules are." A cold smile bloomed at the corner of Monsoon Smoke's mouth.

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