The woman in white did not get up.

After fusing the fire of life, her original slightly aged face exuded vitality again.

The skin is crystal clear, and the green silk is like a waterfall.

But at this moment, her face was full of helplessness.

The two Qilin soldiers next to her, as well as the two maids, were persuading her, but she didn't seem to hear it, and there was a persistence in her eyes.

Time passes.

At this moment.

Whether it is Ren Wushuang and others, or Zhuge Mingyang, or other unrelated people, they all feel that time flies so slowly.

It's only one morning, but it feels like decades have passed.

Finally!

Noon is coming!

It's early summer, and the weather isn't too hot, but many people are already sweating.

People all looked at the central square, gradually quieted down, and their hands were unconsciously clenched together.

Here, there is a tense atmosphere.

In fact, many people don't know what they are nervous about.

This is the beheading of Qin Feiyang, what does it have to do with them?

But they just feel like they're about to be out of breath and depressed.

Swish!

Suddenly.

An old man with gray hair descended on the square.

Next to him, there was a middle-aged man in gold armor.

As soon as the national teacher appeared, there was a mighty coercion, surging in all directions!

"Meet the National Teacher!"

Under the shroud of this coercion, the people gathered around the square, as well as those black iron soldiers, were all afraid and knelt down in worship.

"Yes. ”

The national teacher nodded, and then looked at the golden-armored man next to him.

The golden-armored man hurriedly took out a Taishi chair from the Qiankun bag and put it on the ground.

The national teacher flicked his sleeves and turned to sit on the Taishi chair.

The man in golden armor took out the coffee table, teapot, and teacup, and after placing them one by one, he began to make tea for the national teacher.

And this golden-armored man is none other than the commander of the Black Iron Army!

"This old bastard is really going to enjoy it. ”

In a restaurant in the south position, a dark-skinned linen young man stood in front of the window, looking at the national teacher sitting on the Taishi chair, with a touch of coldness in his eyes.

It was Lu Zheng.

Swish!!

Suddenly.

Two more people suddenly appeared in the room.

Lu Zheng sensed the breath of the two, turned his head to look at the two, and said dissatisfiedly: "Uncle Hei, second grandfather, why are you only here now?"

"Didn't you just be beheaded at noon?

The burly man rolled his eyes, walked to the window, and asked, "How is the situation now?"

"The little cousin hasn't shown up yet, but it's ......"

Lu Zheng said this, his brows furrowed.

"But what?"

The burly man and the old man looked at him suspiciously.

"Yesterday, when I had nothing to do, I went to the restaurants around and found a lot of unfathomable atmosphere. ”

"I'm wondering, do these breaths have anything to do with my little cousin?"

Lu Zheng frowned.

"Unfathomable?"

The burly Daigo and the old man Azabu looked at each other, their eyes full of surprise.

"It's not clear what to say, see for yourselves. ”

Lu Zheng took out a gray stone.

This stone, quaint and unpretentious, at first glance looks like an ordinary pebble.

But on it, there are extremely complex lines, and those lines are like human meridians.

Lu Zheng grabbed the gray stone, and a wisp of war slowly poured into the stone.

Present.

An invisible wave spilled out of the gray stone and spread out in all directions.

This fluctuation is colorless, odorless, and without the slightest breath, and no one notices it.

Suddenly!

The gray stone shuddered slightly.

Immediately after, the lines on the stone glowed with a faint golden glow.

"What?"

"This is the light of the gods......"

The sackcloth old man and the burly man looked at the golden light, and their eyes trembled violently.

The burly man shook his head and said, "No, this should be the divine light of the national teacher." ”

But the voice is coming.

The gray stone in Lu Zheng's hand trembled again.

"There is more than one god!"

The burly man's pupils constricted, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Airplanes!

But it's not over yet.

The gray stone trembled twice in quick succession.

"Four gods!"

The burly man's eyes widened angrily, how could this be possible?

He looked at Lu Zheng and said, "Is there something wrong with the eye jade this day?"

The corners of Lu Zheng's mouth twitched fiercely, and he looked at the burly man with white eyes, so he put away the gray stone.

The old man of the sackcloth glanced at the crowd outside the window, shook his head and said, "There will be no problem with the Heavenly Eye Jade. ”

"Then who are the other three gods besides the Founding Master?"

"Our Great Qin Empire, do we have so many gods?"

The burly man was shocked.

"They're not gods either. ”

"The analysis of the light emitted from the Heavenly Eye Jade should be the same as the national teacher, they are all pseudo-gods. ”

"But the identities of these people are really confusing. ”

Old Man Sabu: frowned.

Lu Zhengdao: "Second grandfather, these are all minor problems, the key is why are they here?"

The old man of the sackcloth groaned a little and said, "I think it should have something to do with Feiyang, why don't they come here for something?"

Lu Zheng was stunned for a moment and asked, "So, you don't need us to make a move today?"

"I guess!"

The old man nodded, but he was not sure.

Lu Zheng glanced at the old man and sighed: "If this is the case, it would be good, there would be no need to alarm the big man." ”

"yes!"

"His old man can't withstand such a storm now!"

The burly man also nodded in agreement, with a trace of unbreakable sorrow on his rough face.

"It's coming!"

At this moment, the old man Sackcloth suddenly looked over the square, and the old man's eyes flickered.

Lu Zheng and the burly man also immediately stabilized their minds and followed the gaze of the old man in sack.

Meantime.

The people in the nearby restaurants, as well as the people around the square, all looked at the void above the square.

The national teacher also looked up, but immediately withdrew his gaze, picked up the tea that the commander of the Black Iron Army had made for him, and tasted it by himself.

Swish!

Under the watchful eye, two figures appeared in the sky above the square.

One of them is the commander of the Qilin Army!

The other person is naturally Qin Feiyang!

And yet at the moment.

Qin Feiyang's hands and feet were tied with a black iron chain.

The chain was as thick as a baby's arm, and the black light shimmered, exuding a faint aura.

This is the iron chain made of gravity divine iron, which can imprison the battle energy and power of living beings.

The commander of the Qilin Army took Qin Feiyang and landed in the center of the square.

Although he has been imprisoned in the Divine Prison for several days, he has been recuperating in the castle, so his mental outlook has not changed as usual.

The only difference was that his eyes were colder than before.

He stood in the middle of the square, looked around at the crowd, shook his head and said, "With so many people coming to watch, I really look up to me Qin Feiyang." ”

The national teacher drank tea and said with a smile: "Yes, you are still the first person who alarmed the entire imperial capital when you were beheaded, don't you feel very face-saving?"

Qin Feiyang turned his head to look at the national teacher, his expression was neither happy nor sad, and he seemed extremely calm.

"Are you afraid?"

The national teacher looked up at him and asked.

Qin Feiyang smiled and walked towards the national teacher, and as he walked step by step, the chains on his feet made a rattling sound.

"When death is imminent, you can still behave so calmly, just this courage is enough to make people awe-inspiring!"

In the Accord where Zhuge Mingyang was, a young man in white looked at Qin Feiyang with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

"Hmph, it's not calm, it's stubbornness. ”

Zhuge Mingyang snorted coldly, and a strong hatred flashed in his eyes.

"Brother Zhuge , aren't you usually very calm no matter what happens to you, why do you look a little anxious now?"

The young man in white was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at Zhuge Mingyang and said puzzled.

When the others heard this, they all looked at Zhuge Mingyang suspiciously.

Indeed, as the young man in white said, when facing Qin Feiyang, Zhuge Mingyang became a little different from before.

To put it nicely, he has lost his former demeanor.

And to put it mildly, Zhuge Mingyang's current behavior has the taste of a villain.

Because of the Great Prince?

But it doesn't make sense!

Zhuge Mingyang used to work for the eldest prince, but it was only limited to serving.

Even if the eldest prince was killed by Qin Feiyang, Zhuge Mingyang would not lose anything, and he could hate Qin Feiyang so much?

Or is the relationship between Zhuge Mingyang and the eldest prince not as simple as it seems?

But on this.

Zhuge Mingyang did not give any explanation.

on the square.

Qin Feiyang also walked to the side of the national teacher, looked at the indifferent commander of the Black Iron Army on the side, and said lightly: "You shouldn't have forgotten the incident that attacked me in the Forgotten Continent, right?"

The Black Iron Army Commander's eyes twitched slightly.

Although Qin Feiyang is now a prisoner, although his strength is stronger than Qin Feiyang, looking at Qin Feiyang's eyes, he uncontrollably felt a sense of fear in his heart.

"It seems that you haven't forgotten. ”

Qin Feiyang smiled, looked down at the national teacher, and said with a smile: "I haven't had a drop of water in the past few days, and my mouth is a little dry." ”

"Presumptuous!"

"Do you know what you're in right now?"

The commander of the Black Iron Army shouted.

The national teacher raised his head, squinted at the commander of the Black Iron Army, and said unhappily, "Is it your turn to speak?"

"I'm sorry. ”

The commander of the Black Iron Army hurriedly lowered his head.

"If you shoot on the back, you also have to look at the timing, you can't shoot it at any time. ”

Qin Feiyang glanced at him playfully.

That's true. ”

The national teacher nodded and smiled, not giving the commander of the Black Iron Army any face.

Because at the beginning, the failure of the Black Iron Army commander to sneak attack Qin Feiyang also made him very annoyed.

He looked up at the sky, there was still a little time left before noon.

Then, he glanced at the commander of the Black Iron Army and said, "Why don't you pour tea for His Highness?"

"Yes. ”

The commander of the Black Iron Army hurriedly took out another Taishi chair from the Qiankun bag and placed it next to Qin Feiyang.

Then.

He quickly cleaned out a teacup, twisted the teapot, and respectfully poured the tea.

Qin Feiyang sat on the Taishi chair, picked up the teacup, put it to his mouth and took a sip.

The taste of the tea is good, and the mouth is fragrant.

The national teacher smiled and asked, "How is it?"

"It's ok. ”

Qin Feiyang nodded.

"Huh. ”

The national teacher smiled slightly and said: "If a person dies, there is nothing, just like this tea, no matter how good the taste is, there is no chance to taste it again, but if you live, then everything still has a chance." ”

(End of chapter)