And this series of words was heard by Qianran, who had already woken up in the house.

She couldn't help but touch her fat chin: "Is the Flame King among the Seven Kings and Two Marquis? I saw King Hua and the Marquis in White before, and I will be able to see this Flame King soon, it's really a little bit of a little expectation!"

The next evening. The cold wind was bitter and howling.

The goose feathers and snow are scattered on the earth, as if they are dressed in light fur, and shijie is noisy by the dense voice, and they are disturbed. The snowflakes are flying and blooming in the city, showing the cold and steep everywhere......

Under the sky, a large canal in the Tianyuan Kingdom leads directly to the imperial capital. Although the ice floes on the canal are faint, there are still many large merchant ships carrying goods and trading, and they have not stopped operating.

Some distance away from the imperial capital, a huge merchant ship was moving steadily. Those who don't know think that it is just a merchant ship that usually trades, but if you look closely, you will find that the sailors on board are all strong, well-trained, and skilled like soldiers who have been marching and fighting all year round.

The cabins are not as crowded as those of merchant ships, but rather spacious. Even, all the living utensils are very particular. And the furnishings are exactly the same as those in the barracks tent.

In the main seat, a side bed made of unicorn wood is carefully carved on a silver tiger skin. The person on the couch, the long sleeves of the fiery red tiger robe covered the whole face, and his face could not be seen. The burly and upright figure looks gloomy and gloomy under the silhouette of the candlelight, with a hint of danger. Not far in front of the couch, a few books were scattered on the black sandalwood table. In the center is a stove. In the lacquer lid above the stove, incense was burning, and the smoke was curling, which made the stuffy air slow down a little bit of dryness and heat, and it was a little more elegant.

There were a few people sitting on each side, each handsome and cold, only one of them looked like a military advisor, but he was coquettish and pretentious, which was completely inconsistent with the temperament of a military advisor, and in the atmosphere of silence that was once again possible, he was not afraid of death and slowly opened his mouth and complained: "Yan, you are too impulsive in this matter!

The rest of the people suddenly gasped and looked at this charming man in horror, like a woman's man. Is this military advisor stupid? Now the cold-faced God of War Flame King is angry! Does he want to die early and be reincarnated early?

The Flame King on the couch suddenly moved his arm, but he still supported his forehead with one hand, not knowing what his expression was at the moment. But there was a real anger in the air.

"Oh, impulsively, where were you when the first prince seduced that lump of flesh? Now that Feng Heyu has an accident, how can you let this king not be impulsive?" His cold and hard voice was like a flying falcon, the sound was pleasant, but it was full of domineering and a sense of conquest, showing strength everywhere.

At the same time as he was angry, he moved his elbow, revealing his fierce and slanted eyebrows, his left eye, which was as cold as this ice and snow, his tall jade nose, and half of his cold and resolute but brilliant face like a knife, full of artistic sense. The posture of reclining on the couch is a little unruly, the temperament is calm and arrogant, but it also exudes a sense of evil and ruthlessness, the half-exposed chest is as smooth as jade, and the chest muscles look extremely sexy and sultry against the background of the candlelight.

Although this rugged and magnificent handsome face is beautiful, everyone dare not face it. All were silent. Waiting for the situation to change.