Soon, the moon pass was approaching.

Standing under the moonlight, Qianrenfeng saw that the situation of Yueguan was really a miserable word with a capital letter.

Behind Yueguan, Qianrenfeng saw two other figures, chasing very fast, and the distance between them and Yueguan was constantly narrowing.

In terms of strength, just a glance at Qianrenfeng can probably clear that it is slightly inferior to Yueguan, but it is also the level of Title Douluo, almost the same as Dugu Bo.

The two ninety-two-level and three-level Title Douluo chased Yueguan like this, and they couldn't help but remind Qian Renfeng of a certain spoken word.

Whether it's a person or a ghost, it's all showing, and only Yueguan is being beaten.

The dignified level 95 Title Douluo, but the clothes on his body had a huge footprint on it, and his pale face was even full of horror with some dirt.

It's a shame!

"Your Majesty!"

Yueguan found Qianrenfeng, hurriedly dodged in front of Qianrenfeng, and immediately knelt down on one knee.

Qian Lingfeng snorted, and looked at Yueguan again, his breath was sluggish, and he had obviously been hit hard.

Woohoo –

The two figures approached one after another, and when they saw Qianrenfeng carrying a swarthy scythe in the night, their brows furrowed at the same time.

Seeing this, Yueguan hurriedly explained: "Your Majesty, I will go to the Star Luo Empire to deal with things according to your instructions. ”

"The Star Luo Empire doesn't talk about martial virtues, and sent three worshippers to deal with me, and one of them is slightly stronger than me, and after defeating me, let these two pursue me all the way."

"It's a mess."

Qianrenfeng nodded slightly, indicating that he knew about this matter.

A pursuit from thousands of miles,

The Star Luo Empire really showed their prestige as one of the two major empires.

At this time, the two Star Luo worshippers reacted, recognized the identity of Qian Renfeng, and immediately said: "On behalf of the Pope, we are the Star Luo royal family. ”

"I came here on this trip to ask the Acting Pope to return your Martial Spirit Hall to His Royal Highness the Third Prince of our country, otherwise it will ......"

Qiang –

The scythe let out a soft sound.

Qian Lingfeng raised his eyebrows lightly, and his voice was cold: "Otherwise, what?" ”

The cold light burst, and the white moonlight refracted by the blade on the sickle fell on the faces of the two Star Luo worshippers.

The silent breath covered the two of them in an instant.

The forest is cold, the lonely cold ......

In an instant, the two Xingluo worshippers sweated like rain, breathing heavily like an old cow, and forced a breath: "Our emperor passed down the edict, although the competition between our Xingluo royal family is cruel, and it is the fault of the prince to cause trouble outside, but the royal prince cannot be allowed to be humiliated outside." ”

"On behalf of the Pope, I advise you to return our Royal Highnesses the Third Prince! The wrath of our Star Luo Empire is not so easy to bear. ”

The strength is not as good as that of people, and at this time, the two Xingluo worshippers did not dare to act rashly, and their eyes looked directly at Qianrenfeng, threatening word by word.

"Yueguan, bring these two into Wuhun City!" Qian Lingfeng whispered: "The two Title Douluo have also made a time outside the Martial Soul City, and the Martial Soul Hall has no such precedent!" ”

The voice fell.

Qianrenfeng was going to turn around and leave.

Yueguan's expression was slightly stunned, and he quickly breathed a sigh of relief.

Before Yueguan could make a move, the eyes of the two Star Luo worshippers narrowed at the same time.

Their eyes changed for a while, and the two of them said in unison: "It seems that you have made a decision on behalf of the Pope, in this case, the two of us will not bother much, and we still need to regret and report, and there is no need to enter the city." ”

"I told you to go?"

The figure of Qianrenfeng disappeared.

The ghostly figure suddenly appeared behind the two Star Luo worshippers.

The Death Scythe was clamped between the necks of the two of them, and a shallow blood streak split from their necks, and a trace of blood trickled down from it, and finally merged into the Death Scythe.

Moistened by the blood, the breath of the Death Scythe became more active, and the humming whisper continued to express the joy of the heart.

Icy touch,

There was also a slight pain in his neck, and the faces of the two star Luo worshippers changed wildly, their breathing was short, and beads of sweat the size of beans dripped down their foreheads.

The light and shadow flickered, and the Death Scythe vanished.

In the next second, Qianrenfeng's figure had disappeared behind the two, and it wasn't until a long time later that a voice floated back:

"Next time, you two can stay."

Seeing this, Yueguan hurriedly signaled to the two people who had chased him all the way, and the depression in his heart was finally relieved.

The two star Luo enshrined the expression of Tie Qing.

is not as good as others, and after glancing at each other, he reluctantly entered the main city of martial spirits under the leadership of Yueguan.

The coldness of that moment just now still lingers in their minds.

The coldness on the scythe, the intimate contact with the neck.

They had no doubt that if Qianrenfeng wanted to kill them at that time, they would have already split up their bodies.

And the last sentence left?

Next time, just don't have to go? Does that mean you don't have to go? They don't think Qianrenfeng would want them to stay as guests!

……

……

Papal Palace,

The night was still deep.

At this time, Qianrenfeng was already sitting high on the papal throne.

Yueguan entered the temple with two star Luo offerings, and the two looked at Qianrenfeng who was high above, but they still didn't know what Qianrenfeng wanted to do.

The fear of the unknown is gradually climbing to its peak at this moment.

"Ghosts!"

"In!"

"Go and bring Dai Mubai over!"

"Yes!"

Qianrenfeng whispered, and the ghost's figure appeared instantly, and as Qianrenfeng's arrangement fell, the ghost left again.

Before and after, it has only been a few breaths in general.

It wasn't until the ghost left completely that the two Star Luo worshippers realized their reactions, and the anxiety in their hearts began to gradually dissipate.

Big eyes stare at small eyes, small eyes big eyes big eyes.

What's the situation?!

I was still domineering before, why did I suddenly change my mind?

This is to ......

The rhythm of returning to the three princes of their own family?

After guessing for a while, the two gradually settled down on their thoughts.

Thinking of being watched and entering Martial Spirit City at the beginning, they only felt that they had lost their face as the worship of the Star Luo Royal Family.

Right now......

The two of them regained their groundedness.

It turns out that Wuhun Hall is just a paper tiger, Qian Lingfeng was so strong just now, and now he doesn't just choose to bow his head?

Thinking back to the murderous intent of Ling Ran at the beginning of Qianrenfeng.

The more they thought about it, the more they felt that they could understand.

If they really have that wrist strength, they are already cold now, and they can still stand here.

After all, the two of them are worshiped by the royal family, and they are doing things for the Star Luo Empire, and a martial soul hall should not dare to do anything to them.

On the papal throne,

Qian Lingfeng's expression calmly looked at the eye contact of the two Star Luo offerings.

In general, relying on the sporadic changes in his eyes, he almost guessed clearly in his heart.

Hands clasped in front of you.

The eyes are as deep as the stars in the night sky.