Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 123 – The Soldier’s Spirit Sells to Sun Moonlight
Tianzhao?Shouldn't it be the Starry Night Dynasty who sent troops?
Li Qingmei suppressed the shock in her heart, and only showed a secretive smile, neither admitting nor denying whether she had a direct connection with Tian Zhao's declaration of war.

In Huyan Wuju's eyes, this act confirmed that she must have something to do with Tianzhao's sending troops.

Standing behind her was Jiang Jiongyu, who had a clear expression on his face. It seemed that she was right in guessing that the meaning of this Prince Shun to the young master was absolutely extraordinary.

The young master unexpectedly made a shocking reaction in just three days.

According to her calculations, the young master would not receive her secret letter until yesterday at the earliest, but today Huyan Wuju received the news of Tianzhao's attack.

The news was transmitted so quickly, if Liu Buhuan and the others were not in the middle to help the flames, even if she was killed, she would not believe that Dayan's Jiedushi could transmit the information so quickly.

She secretly rejoiced that she could decide to guard Li Qingmei's side in this crisis, otherwise she might really become the first Baima Yicong to be removed from the list in a thousand years.

"Heh, you really think that I am afraid of Tian Zhao!"

Huyan Wudi's voice carried a sense of threatening oppression, from far to near.

While speaking, his fingers had already pinched Li Qingmei's throat deeply.

"Damn you!"

"Cough cough cough..."

She was pinched by Huyan Wuji who was turning into anger, and she couldn't breathe, and her feet gradually lifted off the ground.

And her complexion began to gradually turn blue, but she refused to admit defeat and returned her eyes with unruly eyes.

"Master Huyan...you and I...represent the...interests of the two countries, and...thousands...the common people of the Li people, and we cannot tolerate any personal grievances..."

Her intermittent words finally made the furious Huyan Wuju regain some sanity.

"I said before, your face makes me very uncomfortable!"

"I heard that you were born as a servant! In our Dayan Empire, lowly slaves are punished with facial tattoos just like herdsmen's cattle and horses!"

"I suddenly feel in a good mood today, so I will give you my calligraphy!"

"Accept the gift from me! Today you will be able to get back your useless prince and credentials!"

He let go of Li Qingmei's fingers, and dragged her all the way towards the altar.

Not far away, Jiang Jiongyu and Tushan Banxia saw that the princess was controlled by others, they were immediately furious, and they were about to draw their swords at each other.

"Stop! There is no order from my concubine! Everyone must not act rashly! Otherwise, you will be killed without mercy!"

Everyone had to take back their weapons, but their concerned eyes followed Li Qingmei closely.

When she and Hu Yan stepped up to the altar on the top of the slope, a strange scene appeared.

The third eye of the blood-smeared idol, which had been tightly closed, opened in an instant, with fear in its eyes, staring at Li Qingmei who was gradually approaching.

At this time, Huyan Wuju lowered his head, as if he was in deep chaos.

"The true god sent down an oracle, you are an alien that does not belong to this world! You are evil! You will subvert the common people! The country will be destroyed, and the emperor star will fall!"

Huyan Wuju lowered his voice, speaking in a volume that only the two of them could hear.

Li Qingmei was stunned!This is the deepest secret hidden in her heart. She looked at the god statue in doubt, and was amazed. Could there really be a so-called god in this world?
But she didn't dare to take the risk of admitting that she was really a so-called alien, so she denied it.

"The national teacher really likes to tell jokes. If I am as amazing as you say, why should I be so humiliated by you!"

"Even if you are a Tianmai walker! Those old guys may be afraid of your existence! But I will never!"

He grabbed a glass cup filled with an unknown scarlet liquid on the altar, and pressed Li Qingmei's shoulder with his backhand.

"Huyanwudi! What are you going to do!"

"Even if you are heaven! I will definitely break the curse of fate! Go to hell!"

This taste is... Hedinghong!

She turned around and threw off his restraint, but staggered, and threw herself towards the copper tripod in front of her...

"Ah~"

She couldn't dodge in time, her right cheek landed on the copper tripod covered with inscriptions, and white smoke rose.

Seeing this, Huyan Wuju took out a pack of medicinal powder from his sleeve with a sneer, raised his hand and sprinkled it on Li Qingmei's face.

"This is the powder of Youhun Tianxin, which can make the scars of wounds never disappear! What a coincidence, the inscription on your face fits your identity so well!"

"This seat will be merciful and engrave this inscription on your face forever!"

He ignored Li Qingmei who was in pain, turned his head and flew to the negotiating table, took out a seal, and signed it at will.

The bright yellow silk book was like a torn rag, he rolled it up at random, and threw it in the direction of Tushan Banxia.

"I, Dayan, agree to the terms of change proposed by you, take the letter of credence with my seal on it, and get out!"

(End of this chapter)