Chapter Twenty-Eight: Boy, Son of Nanfeng!

Zhou Cheng's actions made the entire medicine pavilion stunned for an instant, and then a storm, the moment it sounded when it landed, it was quietly surging in this usually calm imperial hospital.

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In the imperial hospital that has always been empty, today is a change from the silence of the past, hundreds of golden armor guards, three layers inside and three layers outside the imperial hospital wrapped, and in the center of the golden armor guard, several figures stand, but the atmosphere between each person is extremely dignified.

Les's body was half-squatting beside Zhou Cheng, who was lying there, and his palm was caressing his neck, and then a touch of despair flashed under his eyes.

"It's too late"

This young man is dead.

And when his words fell, a momentum as powerful as the stormy waves of the river instantly emerged from a figure beside him, spreading in all directions!

"What a strong fluctuation!" The corners of Qin Dan's mouth twitched, and the innate true qi in his body was supported to his chest independently, but the steps under his feet were retreating, and at the same time, the girl who was holding his arm beside him was slightly protected behind him.

And feeling the sudden momentum above the figure, Les's face suddenly changed slightly, if this one started a fire, he would not be able to shake his edge.

"Lord Wang"

Looking up, Les's gaze looked towards the figure in front of him, and the corners of his mouth opened slightly.

The figure was wearing a golden brocade robe, with a majestic figure and an extremely handsome face, and looking at its age like this, I am afraid that everyone would be surprised, the famous Wind King of the Flame Country, could it be the appearance of this young man?

When Qin Dan saw it for the first time, he was also slightly shocked in his heart, but from Nan Jiangli's memory, he understood that once a warrior's skill reached the martial arts stage, it would be difficult for his face to age again, as long as the martial arts he cultivated were not the kind of existence that would damage his longevity, that face would remain in the state when he was a cultivator and reached the realm of a martial artist, of course, at this time, with the increase of his skill, the longevity of a martial artist would also continue to be extended, so in this world, some old monsters, just telling the age of their existence, is enough to scare anyone half to death。

The gaze of the Wind King looked at the body of his beloved son in front of him gloomily, and then his body also walked forward slowly, slowly squatting.

Zhou Cheng's body, because he jumped from the third floor of the medicine pavilion from the front, his cheeks were facing down, and at this moment, he had already fallen into the shape of a meat patty, and bright red blood poured out of his skull, and there were also some traces of coagulation.

The palm of the Wind Riding King slowly stretched out, caressing Zhou Cheng's neck, gently brushing the hair there.

"Cheng'er, why don't you listen to your father, you have to like it...even if our skills are not as good as the prince of the Yue clan in his Shenyue Kingdom, why should you take your own life..."

The melancholy low voice quietly resounded in this silent atmosphere. The Wind King's eyes were cloudy, and even if it was this battlefield veteran, at this moment, under that pair of pupils, a layer of crystal also gushed out, and his eyelids were red.

The cause of Zhou Cheng's death was suicide, which had nothing to do with anyone, and it seemed that it was only related to that person, and the latter would choose this path of suicide.

And the name that was not said in his words, everyone present knew it.

Listening to the sad words of the Wind King, everyone also lowered their eyes and tried their best to show a heartbroken appearance. And in the midst of the crowd's bowing, a figure, with a delicate and pale face, did not bow down like everyone else.

"This voice..Did he change his voice that day?" Listening to the King of the Wind Ride, Qin Dan said secretly in his heart.

In the royal forest that day, the mysterious figure he heard talking to Les had no connection with the Wind King in front of him.

And he guessed like this in his heart, and then an extremely cold gaze suddenly moved over and stared at him coldly.

Qin Dan's heart froze, and then his godless eyes did not make contact with the line of sight, but just looked at the blank space in front of him without focus.

"Who are you!?" The Wind King looked at the young man in front of him grimly, and the latter's expression, couldn't he see that he was heartbroken now?

"Oh, don't blame the prince, Xiao Jiang, don't be rude, quickly lower your head!" Les's eyes froze, and he hurriedly shouted to Qin Dan, who was raising his head and holding his chest up.

"Childe" Xiaoya's gaze touched the yin cheeks of the Wind King, and she was also cold in her heart, and hurriedly pulled the placket of the young man next to her and said.

On Qin Dan's cheeks, his teeth were clenched, and then his head was slowly lowered

But looking at his hindsight, the anger of the Wind King was obviously not extinguished, and the originally crouched body straightened up, stared at Qin Dan coldly and said:

"This king asks you who you are!"

This kid's look was enough for him to die a hundred times.

And the golden-armored guards who knew their own prince were also silently mourning for the young man at this moment. This prince of his own, listening to this tone, it is clear that he has really moved the killing machine.

Chen Zhou in the corner, his chin was about to touch his chest, and when he heard King Chengfeng's words to Qin Dan, a flash of joy suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"Stinky boy, I'll call you crazy again, haha, what's the matter, you're arrogant this time..."

Knowing that the King of the Wind Riding Force, the veteran general of the battlefield, was decisive in killing, Qin Dan was now almost already on the Ghost Gate Pass, and he was sure to die.

Xiao Ya's eyes looked at the Wind King in front of her in horror, and then her knees weakened, and she was about to kneel down to plead with the latter, but with one palm, she suddenly grabbed her arm, so that her body could no longer bend down.

Qin Dan's forehead was slowly raised, and on his clear cheeks, the broken hair was slightly raised, and a pair of godless eyes looked indifferently in the direction from which the sound came from, that is, under the eyes of the Wind King.

Then his clear voice resounded quietly in this courtyard.

"Boy Nan Jiangli, the son of the former imperial god general Nan Feng, has seen the King of the Wind!"

"Son of Nanfeng?!"

The Wind King's face suddenly changed slightly. And when his expression fell into a slight daz, there was a coquettish shout outside the courtyard, but everyone who ordered it was to move their eyes back in an instant!

"He is the ** medical officer of this palace, and his uncle wants to fight or kill, just at will!"

The third princess was dressed in a brocade robe, with a slender and graceful body, surrounded by a group of palace maids, walked slowly, and that beautiful cheek, at this moment, looked at the eyes of the godless young man, and at the moment when she swept the palm of the latter's hand holding the girl's arm, it was suddenly cold.

"Three princesses!?"

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