Destiny Phoenix

Chapter 4 Assassination of Xiandeju

Feng Qingyao didn't stop because of this, but walked over against the sinister aura.Bai Xiu ran in suddenly, she was worried that she would be in some danger.

Bypassing the side door is a garden.

An apricot tree was extraordinarily tall and lush, and the clusters of apricot blossoms were so heavy that the branches bent down. The petals outside should have fallen from here.

Under the apricot blossom tree, stood a man, wearing a dark purple robe with a silver border, and the sleeves were outlined with silver threads to outline the majestic rivers and mountains, exuding a faint purple light in the sun.With a golden crown and hair, and a long body, he looked at the front intently, as if he didn't notice that someone was coming from behind.As the cold wind blew, the wide sleeves fluttered, and he looked as motionless as a mountain, as if time had stood still.

Looking carefully, I found that he was standing in front of the tomb, as if he was mourning his deceased. The light rain of apricot blossoms could not cover the heavy sadness on his body.

Her phoenix eyes quickly scanned the surroundings, but there was no sign of Bai Xiu.

Just as he was about to leave, the indifferent and majestic voice suddenly sounded again: "This king doesn't want to kill today, get out!" He was fierce and decisive, like a Rakshasa walking out of the Shura field, his body was filled with terrifying murderous aura.

Feng Qingyao stopped halfway, and there was anger in her eyes.

What King Weiwei does not lack is noble people, but the more powerful the person is, the more he will hold on to his status, and he will always present himself with a polite and considerate appearance to distinguish himself from the common people.But the man in front of him looked extremely dignified, but his words were extremely arrogant, and he didn't seem to shy away from those complicated etiquettes.Thinking of this, she took a few more glances at that cold-faced prince.

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps on the roof.

Judging from the sound of footsteps landing, the people on the roof should be those black-clothed killers in Xinglin.

It turned out that the killers came for him, and what he said just now was also aimed at the killers on the roof!Feng Qingyao concealed herself, her figure flashed, and she hid in the corner of the wall, holding her breath and listening to the subtle sounds coming from all around.There were 12 people on the other side, seven on the roof and five in the backyard.Probably deterred by the prince's momentum, the voice quickly disappeared from the roof.

The time for half a cup of tea has passed——

Feng Qingyao knew that the other party hadn't left, but was looking for an opportunity to make a move.Looking sideways, the prince was not only not alert, but instead knelt down as if nothing had happened, and added some paper money to the brazier.

In the dense smoke, she saw a nearly perfect profile.

Sharp-edged silhouette, slightly thin chin, curly and curled eyelashes, sharp eyes, and delicate texture comparable to a woman...everything seems to be a masterpiece of God, perfect no time.It is said that God is fair, but it has never been like this. When God created human beings, he clearly had selfish intentions. Why else is it impossible for some people to have even one eyelash so perfect?

Suddenly, the sound of a sharp weapon piercing through the air came.

Looking up, I saw the cold light from the roof hitting the man like snowflakes, but the man didn't notice it, and his tall and straight figure was still standing in front of the tomb.Seeing the hidden weapon approaching him, he suddenly moved his footsteps, his sleeves fluttered, and a gust of wind was blown up in an instant, Feng Qingyao hadn't seen how he moved, his body had already flown into the air.In the blink of an eye, those hidden weapons were shocked by the true energy, stayed in the air for a while, and then flew back the same way.

There were muffled hums from the roof.

When Feng Qingyao heard the movement of those killers again, they had all disappeared, and it seemed that they were killed by her own hidden weapon.Looking at the man again, he had already returned to the tomb, looking as motionless as a mountain, as if nothing had happened.

So fast!She marveled.

"No matter who you are, get out of here before this king changes his mind!" The deep and indifferent voice rang out for the third time, still extremely cold.

Feng Qingyao's heart was shocked, probably because he didn't show any threat, so he let him go.After being secretly surprised, she quickly stepped out of the side door and walked out along the Qingshi alley.

After she left, the man bent down, took another handful of paper money and threw it into the brazier.

The smoke sprayed up, making that Qingming and stern face even more stern, with an indescribable solemnity.

(End of this chapter)