The Summoner in the Ice Coffin of the Allure

Chapter 435 Condition 3
This time, even Qingluan's expression changed.

Although she didn't want him to make any sacrifices to save herself, hearing this sentence made her feel a little more lonely and uncomfortable.

But the strange thing is that Feng Wurao was not only not annoyed after hearing what King Yemei said, but looked at him with a cold smile: "You don't want me to be ruthless, do you? Well, starting from today, I am Feng Wurao. Rao swears, as long as you let me know about any movement in your ghost, I will definitely cut it down! Until you hand over the antidote!"

Deng Deng staring...

King Ye Mei had never thought that he would be so embarrassed. In a large audience, he, an uncrowned king who had led the third dimension for more than [-] years, would actually be shocked by this sentence and take three steps back!
cut weeds -

That's right, with Feng Wurao's strength, it is simply effortless to achieve these few words.

It is precisely because of this that he designed the marriage of Princess Qingluan to coerce him and force him to stop interfering with his own plans.

But what he didn't expect was that in the end, he forgot that extremes turn against one another. When you push someone too hard, on the contrary, it may not be a good thing for you.

"Feng Wurao, you—"

"You don't need to tell me so much, the conditions you want me to promise you are nothing more than worrying that I will stop your ambitions in the human world, okay! I can promise you, but the conditions are not the antidote for Qingluan and her, she With her things, you have to give it or not, and what I want is imprisoned by you - Mrs. Helian."

Unexpectedly, after Feng Wurao said those ruthless remarks, seeing that Ye Meiwang had no room for refutation at all, he changed the topic and mentioned another topic in a relaxed tone.

However, when he said this later, everyone was completely stunned. Madam Helian, who is a blood refiner?Who is that?
"Wu Rao, then... who is he?" When Qingluan saw these words, even Ye Meiwang's face became extremely strange, and he finally couldn't help but ask.

But unfortunately, Feng Wurao didn't answer her question, but suddenly set his eyes straight under his feet.

Seeing this, Qingluan also followed his gaze.

One, two, three...

Finally, when she clearly saw that the hem of her red dress was starting to shake slightly, she suddenly raised a pair of frightened beautiful eyes and looked at the man beside her: "Is the ground moving?!!"

"Clang!"

Almost at the same time, the plate on the Dahongxi table behind Ye Meiwang suddenly fell from the table with the pile of descendants beans like a hill.

No, that's not a drop, it should be said that "jump" is more appropriate to describe it.

As soon as the saucer fell, the hill-like descendants scattered on the floor involuntarily, like wild horses that had taken off their reins.

One grain after another, the beating rhythm is like the rolling sand in the sea.

"The earth is moving—" Finally, a mournful voice broke the deadly silence.

As soon as it fell, it was like porridge in the hall, and Qi Qi rushed towards the gate.

Qingluan was also very flustered, but when she saw the face of the man opposite suddenly turned white, a bad premonition suddenly appeared in her heart: "Wu Rao?"

Unexpectedly, she only called out these two words, and suddenly, the man who had been looking down at the soles of his feet suddenly raised his head.

Suddenly, she only felt a breath of cold air in her chest, and she took two steps back abruptly under the other's two terrifying gazes.

(End of this chapter)