167 King Chen returns
I saw that Nan Zhoutian's face suddenly turned cold, and he scolded angrily: "What did you say? β
Yi shrugged his shoulders and looked back proudly, "If you are a clear king, you are a bright king, and if you are a faint king, you are a faint king, it is not judged by others, but what the facts are, and you have your own judgment." β
There was no fear in that tone, but full of disdain and persecution, and the hazy moonlight suddenly seemed very heavy.
None of the hundred officials dared to speak, but looked at Shen Moyi in surprise, this woman gave them more shock than all the shocks in their lives, those jaws fell to the ground, TMD, this courage is also a little bigger.
And Yi, with a cold face, was obviously ready for the slaughter, it was clear that this Nan Zhoutian was the force that wanted to move to the Shen family, and the Shen family had already invisibly become a "threat" to the Southern Zhou Kingdom, and Nan Zhoutian was panicking, so he attacked decisively.
As the saying goes, a companion is like a tiger, and the royal insidious Yi knows very well in his heart that the β’β’β’β’β’β’ of killing his father and killing his brother are constantly repeated in history, and the royal ruthlessness makes Yi disdain the most.
"You're β’β’β’β’β’β’ you bold!"
Obviously, Nan Zhoutian had been angered by Yi's words, and let out a roar, and the murderous intent in his eyes boiled.
"How's it about boldness? Even if I'm a little bolder, but I'm going to die once, can you still let me die twice? β
The arrogance continued, the provocation continued, and Yi's words were like knives, stabbing directly in Nan Zhoutian's chest.
"Since you want to die, then I will fulfill you!"
Nan Zhoutian's eyes were churning with anger, and the killing intent on his body was boiling, he was the Son of Heaven, the Son of Heaven above all thousands, how could his imperial power be so provoked?
"Yi'er?"
"Miss?"
ββ’β’β’β’β’β
Except for Shen Mohuan and Qing'er's worried voices, they called out in a trembling voice, only to hear a gasp of breathing with all their might.
The current emperor is a lion in anger, and if he provokes him, he may not be able to save his life, so no one wants to take his life for a person who has nothing to do with him.
Each only sweeps the snow in front of the door, and does not care about the frost on the tiles of others.
Yi glanced in the direction of Shen Mohuan and Qing'er without humility or arrogance, and nodded invisibly to Shen Mohuan and Qing'er
was moved, at least there are still people who care about her in this world, and this feeling is so warm.
"Someone β’β’β’β’β’β’ coming"
Nan Zhou Tian shouted angrily, and was about to give an order to Shen Moyi, when he heard a clear and magnetic voice in the sky.
"Father, for the sake of the minister's face, can you spare Yi'er?"
The voice sounded in the misty night, calm and steady, only to see a white figure as if coming from the clouds, as light as a swallow, the posture was fluttering, chic and leisurely, and a spin fell beside Yi.
With beautiful eyes and a good temperament, who will this be Nan Zhouchen?
Yi looked at the man in front of her with burning eyes, this man was the only figure that still existed in her mind when she lost her memory, and now she sounded his all.
Ten years of stupidity, ten years of forbearance, finally because a woman surfaced, since he was going to duel, since he was going to go head-to-head, then, he would never let the woman he identified fight alone, at this moment, he had to stand up, to confront Nan Zhouling head-on, to kill his mother's revenge, to hurt his woman's hatred, to make him stupid revengeβ’β’β’β’β’β’ will be calculated clearly in the future.
"Huh? The Four Princes? β
"Yes! It's the young wizard who once dominated the world. β
"Oh my God! What's going on? β
"yes?"
"Four Nets, he? No? β
"Huh?"
All the people are moving, their hearts are beating faster, what's going on? What happened tonight was beyond their digestion.
Ahhhh
Is there more shocking news than this?
Nan Zhoutian also had dark eyes, staring at Nan Zhouchen in front of him, only to feel that his breathing was shortness for a while, and asked excitedly: "Chen'er, do you β’β’β’β’β’ this?" β
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