Chapter 917 When Flattering, You Have to Look at the Right Time

The woman in white didn't get up.

After being fused with the fire of life, her slightly old appearance exuded vitality again.

The skin is crystal clear and the hair is like a waterfall.

However, at this moment, her face was full of helplessness.

The two Qilin soldiers and two maids next to her were trying to persuade her, but she didn't seem to hear them, with a look of persistence in her eyes.

Time passes by breath by breath.

At this moment.

Whether it was people like Ren Wushuang, Zhuge Mingyang, or other unrelated people, they all felt that time passed so slowly.

It was only one morning, but it seemed like decades had passed.

finally!

Noon is coming!

It's early summer now, the weather is not too hot, but many people are already sweating.

People looked at the central square and gradually became quiet, and their hands were clasped together unconsciously.

There is a tense atmosphere here.

In fact, many people don’t know what they are nervous about?

This is Qin Feiyang's beheading. What does it have to do with them? Why are you nervous?

But they just felt like they were out of breath and very depressed.

Uh-huh!

Sudden.

A white-haired old man descended on the square.

Next to him, there was a middle-aged man wearing golden armor.

As soon as the Imperial Master appeared, a mighty pressure surged in all directions!

"Meet the Imperial Master!"

Under this coercion, the people gathered around the square, as well as the Black Iron Army, were all afraid and knelt down to worship.

"kindness."

The Imperial Master nodded, then looked at the man in golden armor next to him.

The golden-armored man quickly took out a Taishi chair from the Qiankun bag and placed it on the ground.

The Imperial Master flicked his sleeves and turned around to sit on the Grand Master's chair.

The man in golden armor took out the coffee table, teapot, and tea cups. After placing them one by one, he began to make tea for the Imperial Master.

And this man in golden armor is none other than the commander of the Black Iron Army!

"This old bastard really knows how to enjoy it."

In a restaurant in the south, a dark-skinned young man in linen stood in front of the window, looking at the Imperial Master sitting on the Grand Master's chair, with a cold look in his eyes.

It was Lu Zheng.

Uh-huh! !

Sudden.

Two more people suddenly appeared in the room.

Lu Zheng sensed the aura of the two people, turned to look at them, and said dissatisfied: "Uncle Hei, second grandpa, why did you come now?"

"Isn't it just noon? What's the hurry?"

The burly man rolled his eyes at him, walked to the window, and asked, "What's going on now?"

"My little cousin hasn't shown up yet, but..."

Lu Zheng frowned when he said this.

"But what?"

The burly man and Azabu old man looked at him suspiciously.

"I had nothing to do yesterday, so I went to the nearby restaurants and found a lot of unfathomable auras."

"I'm wondering if these auras have anything to do with my little cousin?"

Lu Zheng frowned.

"Unfathomable?"

The burly Dawu and the old man Azabu looked at each other, their eyes full of surprise.

"I can't explain clearly, you can see for yourselves."

Lu Zheng took out a gray stone.

This stone is simple and unpretentious. At first glance, it looks like an ordinary pebble.

But there are extremely complex lines on it, and those lines are like human meridians.

Lu Zheng grabbed the gray stone, and a ray of fighting spirit slowly poured into the stone.

present.

An invisible wave overflowed from the gray stone and spread in all directions.

This wave was colorless, odorless, and breathless, so no one noticed it.

Sudden!

The gray stone trembled slightly.

Immediately afterwards, the lines on the stone glowed with a faint golden light.

"What?"

"This is the light of the gods..."

The eyes of the old man Azabu and the burly man trembled when they looked at the golden light.

The burly man shook his head and said: "No, this should be the divine light of the national master."

But the words were not spoken.

The gray stone in Lu Zheng's hand trembled again.

"There is more than one god!"

The burly man's pupils shrank, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Buzz!

But it's not over yet.

The gray stone trembled twice in succession.

"Four gods!"

The burly man stared angrily, how could this be possible?

He looked at Lu Zheng and said, "Is there something wrong with the Sky Eye Jade?"

The corner of Lu Zheng's mouth twitched fiercely, he rolled his eyes at the burly man, and put away the gray stone.

Old Man Azabu glanced at the crowd outside the window, shook his head and said: "There will be no problem with the Tianyan Jade."

"Then besides the national master, who are the other three gods?"

"Do we, the Qin Empire, have so many gods?"

The burly man was surprised.

"They are not gods either."

"Analysis of the light emitted from the Sky Eye Jade shows that he is just a false god like the National Master."

"But the identity of these people is really confusing."

Old Man Azabu frowned.

Lu Zhengdao: "Second Grandpa, these are small questions. The key question is why are they here?"

The old man Azabu pondered for a while and said: "I think it must have something to do with Feiyang, otherwise what would they be doing here?"

Lu Zheng was stunned and asked: "So, we don't need to take action today?"

"I guess so!"

Old Man Azabu nodded, but he was not sure.

Lu Zheng glanced at the old man Azabu and sighed: "It would be great if this was really the case. There would be no need to alarm the big boss anymore."

"yes!"

"His old man can't withstand such a storm now!"

The burly man also nodded in agreement, with a trace of inexorable sadness on his rough face.

"coming!"

At this moment, old man Azabu suddenly looked over the square, his eyes flashing.

Lu Zheng and the burly man also immediately calmed down and followed the gaze of the old man Azabu.

at the same time.

People in the nearby restaurants and people around the square all looked towards the void above the square.

The Imperial Master also looked up, but immediately retracted his gaze, picked up the tea brewed for him by the commander of the Black Iron Army, and tasted it by himself.

Uh-huh!

Under everyone's attention, two figures appeared in the sky above the square.

One of them is the commander of the Qilin Army!

The other person is naturally Qin Feiyang!

But at this moment.

Qin Feiyang's hands and feet were tied with a black iron chain.

The iron chain can be as thick as a baby's arm, with a black light flashing, exuding a mysterious aura.

This is an iron chain made of gravity iron, which can imprison a person's fighting spirit and strength.

The commander of the Qilin Army led Qin Feiyang to the center of the square.

Although he has been imprisoned in the Divine Prison for several days, he has been resting in the castle, so his mental outlook is still the same as usual, with no change.

The only difference is that his eyes are colder than before.

He stood in the center of the square, looked around at the crowd, shook his head and said, "With so many people here to watch, they really think highly of me, Qin Feiyang."

While drinking tea, the Imperial Master chuckled and said, "Yes, you are the first person to alarm the entire imperial capital when beheading. Don't you feel very proud?"

Qin Feiyang turned to look at the Imperial Master, his expression neither happy nor sad, looking extremely calm.

"Afraid?"

The Imperial Master looked up at him and asked.

Qin Feiyang smiled brightly and walked towards the imperial master. As he walked step by step, the iron chains on his feet made a clattering sound.

"Even when death is imminent, you can still show such calmness. This courage alone is enough to make people awe!"

In the elegant pavilion where Zhuge Mingyang was, a young man in white looked at Qin Feiyang with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

"Huh, this isn't calmness, it's stubbornness."

Zhuge Mingyang snorted coldly, with a strong hatred flashing in his eyes.

"Brother Zhuge, aren't you usually very calm no matter what happens? Why do you look a little anxious now?"

The young man in white was stunned, turned to look at Zhuge Mingyang and said in confusion.

Hearing this, the others looked at Zhuge Mingyang suspiciously.

Indeed, as the young man in white said, when facing Qin Feiyang, Zhuge Mingyang became a little different from before.

To put it mildly, he has lost his previous demeanor.

To put it bluntly, Zhuge Mingyang's current behavior is a bit like a villain.

Because of the eldest prince?

But this is not reasonable!

Zhuge Mingyang used to work for the eldest prince, but he was limited to serving him.

Even if the eldest prince is killed by Qin Feiyang, Zhuge Mingyang will not lose anything. How can he hate Qin Feiyang so much?

Or is it that the relationship between Zhuge Mingyang and the eldest prince is not as simple as it seems?

But for that.

Zhuge Mingyang did not give any explanation.

on the square.

Qin Feiyang also walked to the side of the national division, looked at the indifferent commander of the Black Iron Army, and said calmly: "You haven't forgotten the sneak attack on me in the Forgotten Continent, right?"

The leader of the Black Iron Army's eyes trembled slightly.

Although Qin Feiyang was a prisoner now, and although he was stronger than Qin Feiyang, looking at Qin Feiyang's eyes, he felt an uncontrollable sense of fear in his heart.

"It seems you haven't forgotten yet."

Qin Feiyang chuckled, looked down at the Imperial Master, and said with a smile: "I haven't had any water in these days, so my mouth is a little dry."

"presumptuous!"

"Do you know what situation you are in now?"

The leader of the Black Iron Army shouted.

The Imperial Master raised his head, glanced sideways at the leader of the Black Iron Army, and said displeasedly: "Is it your turn to speak?"

"sorry."

The leader of the Black Iron Army quickly lowered his head.

"When you flatter someone, you have to look at the right time. You can't flatter someone at any time."

Qin Feiyang glanced at him jokingly.

"That makes sense."

The Imperial Master nodded and smiled, not giving the Black Iron Army commander any face.

Because the leader of the Black Iron Army failed to attack Qin Feiyang in the beginning, which also made him very angry.

He looked up at the sky and saw that there was still a little time before noon.

Then, he glanced at the commander of the Black Iron Army and said, "Why don't you quickly serve tea to His Highness?"

"yes."

The leader of the Black Iron Army quickly took out another Grand Master's chair from the Qiankun Bag and placed it next to Qin Feiyang.

then.

He quickly cleaned out a teacup, twisted the teapot, and filled it with tea respectfully.

Qin Feiyang sat down on the Taishi chair, picked up the tea cup, put it to his mouth and took a sip.

The tea tastes good and leaves a pleasant taste in your mouth.

The Imperial Master smiled and asked, "How is it?"

"good."

Qin Feiyang nodded.

"hehe."

The Imperial Master smiled slightly and said: "If a person dies, there is nothing left. Just like this tea, no matter how good it tastes, there is no chance to taste it again, but if you are alive, there is still a chance for everything."