I'm flirting with tyrants

Chapter 408

Chapter 413: He Qianjue is angry, and the countries are restless.

Before he had time to think about it, Bai Chuan's body was forcibly trapped by a black air mass, and he kept heading towards Jiujia Mountain.

Bai Chuan didn't resist either, because he knew that the black air mass was the master's soul power.

……

Right now there is no better way, the Lord brought her back, there must be some reason, and there must be the power to deal with that.

So he relaxed his mind.

Jin Palace.

"Boom." A sound.

The inkstone was smashed to the ground, He Qianjue with a cold face was stained with a lot of black ink on his gold thread sleeves, his expression was dignified, and the red chain on his wrist flashed a dark red light.

The lines of He Qianjue's face gradually became cold and hard, his knife-cut facial features were silent, resolute and indifferent, his black eyes were so sharp that people dare not look at him, and the cold mist all over his body was even more frightening. Like a tiger, it is feared.

His brows and eyes were full of indifference, and his usual plain eyes now carried an astonishing shabby look.

His pupils shrank slightly inadvertently, and a sharp light flashed at the bottom of his eyes

It seemed that a heavy storm was about to erupt, and a layer of icy aura surrounded him.

The jade-faced little boy sitting on a chair also frowned, his usual lazy look disappeared.

There were two powerful auras spreading throughout the imperial study room, and the guards standing outside were so frightened that they knelt on the ground and shouted long live.

The corners of He Qianjue's cold lips were tightly pursed, and there was a burst of urgency on his usually calm and plain face.

His hands rested heavily on the table, his fingers turned white.

"Di Chuyi! How dare you..."

Boom!
The golden nanmu table was completely pink in an instant.

The guards kneeling outside were even more frozen.

The terrifying aura in the room was still rising.

At this time, the sky over the Jin Kingdom, which was thousands of miles away, was also shrouded in a dark cloud, and there were thunder and lightning, and it was going to be a storm.

The terrible atmosphere spread in every corner of the entire Jin country.

Many ordinary people ran out of the room and knelt down on the street, praying with their palms together sincerely.

Only one fortune teller opened his wrinkled eyes and said with a sigh: "The sky is going to change."

……

The change of the Jin State has attracted the attention of many other countries. When the powerful people of various countries realized that the powerful air flow came from the Jin State Palace, they were all shocked.

Various countries sent hundreds of strong men to Jin.

……

"Come here, go and bring the leader of the Tiexuan Camp." With a sound of the horn, the guard who had the door blocked by ice retreated at a freezing speed, and the guard nodded and said, "Yes."

Then he quickened his pace and flew towards the palace.

The little boy sitting in the imperial study room immediately stood up, frowned and said, "You prepare first, and the deity will go and check the situation first." After saying that, he disappeared without waiting for He Qianjue to speak.

He Qianjue was left alone in the silent room.

His icy face was covered with a layer of frost, and the bottom of his eyes concealed the thought of rushing out of the palace immediately and rushing to Mount Jiujia.

If Di Chuyi dared to use the little things, then he would kill him!

Little things only he can...

The more He Qianjue thought about it, the deeper he sank, so deep that he couldn't see a way out, and his eyes were pitch black.

His little things don't allow others to get their hands on them!

The red chain on the wrist rang harshly, as if it couldn't bear the strong oppression.

The inkstone that fell on the ground was smeared with a layer of black ink, and the room was plunged into darkness.

(End of this chapter)