Chapter 65 The Emperor Who Was Robbed (6)
Yun Qingyan's beautiful eyes looked up and down, and she had only a pair of obscene trousers left. She had a tall, strong, well-proportioned, sculptural figure, her face became more and more sinister, she clapped her hands and said brazenly, "Auntie Kind-hearted, I left you a pair of obscene trousers to avoid streaking, don't be too grateful to me~ Let's say goodbye to this, there will be an indefinite period, and we will never see each other~"
After speaking, like a dexterous wild leopard, it instantly disappeared into the jungle and disappeared.
Will it be indefinite? never see each other?
Emperor Jiuque's clear and clear eyes became deeper and deeper, as sharp as the cold glow of a golden horse and a sharp blade on the battlefield of blood.
I don't know how long it took, Di Jiuque felt that the restraining force on his body was getting weaker and weaker, and his pure white fingertips rubbed the silver ring that had become cold, his eyes were deep and vast, before he lost his strength, he clearly stood up. Under the barrier, it is impossible for other creatures to break in.
So... it can only be related to the silver ring?
Di Jiuque stood up.
An indescribably powerful force spread rapidly around him, ripples in the air, and the rain curtain seemed to have been slashed horizontally by a giant sword. He got up and flew backwards quickly.
At the same time, the barrier he set up around was also shattered.
In the distant sky, several black shadows shot rapidly towards here. One second they were thousands of miles away in the sky, and the next second they appeared in front of Di Jiuque.
People dressed in luxurious armed black clothes knelt down on one knee one after another, and their strong voices seemed to be uniformly trained, "Emperor!"
Feng Liao, who was headed by him, raised his head and just wanted to report, "Emperor..."
The rest of the words stayed in his mouth.
With that sluggish appearance, it made people completely unexpected that he was the crown of Feng Liao, who had the title of "Wolf of Wind" on the battlefield!
Blinking, blinking... and blinking again, Feng Liao's round eyes were filled with bewilderment... Then... his eyes changed dramatically, shocked, frightened, scared, and stuttered in his heart!
That, that... that man with brown mud on his face, only a pair of obscene trousers all over his body, naked with a tall and slender figure...really...really...really his ruthless, unparalleled, mighty and domineering , Cleanliness is crazy, nobility and arrogance have never been close to women, and the body exudes abstinence, and even the buttons are buttoned on the emperor's neck? !
Is he blind or is the world blind?
"Huh?" Seemingly aware of his current situation, Emperor Jiuque twitched his brows, the blue veins on his forehead jumped, the thin lip line pursed into a sharper line, and the surrounding temperature dropped.
Especially the sticky feeling of the soil on his face, which made him burn with anger. ! !
He raised his hand, and the mud on his face seemed to be stripped away by an invisible force, and it was dissolved in the air, leaving nothing.
A set of black Chinese clothes immediately wrapped the perfect figure. The wide-sleeved robes fell, but did not touch the dust or raindrops. On top of the mysterious and dark black Chinese clothes, dark patterns were swirling down with embroidered patterns. , Domineering, coercive, like a majestic and handsome god above the nine heavens.
"Look." He shouted coldly and solemnly!
Di Jiuque flicked his long sleeves, and suddenly thought of the warmth on his lips before, his brows twitched—