Sansheng Xiantu is here for you

Chapter 737 Secret Tracking

Seeing that Hu Yanyi didn't put down his clothes and didn't speak, the maid was so frightened that her whole body couldn't help shaking, and the wooden plate in her hand kept shaking up and down.

In the past, when the king broke up the couple, he would wear this dress to comfort others.

For the first time in so many years, he got angry at her.

The maid lowered her head, not daring to take a breath.

Just when she was so frightened that she was sweating coldly and almost soaked her clothes, Hu Yanyi suddenly laughed.

The maid raised her head involuntarily, and saw that the smile on Hu Yanyi's face was full of the beauty of hibiscus everywhere.

For a moment, the whole person was stunned and forgot to bow his head.

Hu Yanyi twirled the clothes in his hand lightly with his fingers twice, and stared condescendingly at the maid who dared to raise her head, her smile instantly turned cold.

Raising his thumb and index finger, he squeezed the opponent's jaw tightly.

"Am I that pretty?"

The maid was so frightened that she almost cried, and nodded her head desperately, "When the Lord smiles, he is so magnificent that there is no one in the world who can match him."

Looking at the tears in the other party's eyes, Hu Yanyi sneered twice, squeezed her palm hard, and the painful maid's tears rolled down.

"Then tell me, do tears make people hurt, or smiles make people love?"

The maid's kneeling legs already trembled unconsciously.

There is no answer to this answer at all. Whether you cry or laugh depends on the mood of others.

"Your Majesty is the king of the entire desert. How can he cry when he looks down on the world. Those who cry can only be those weak women who were born dependent on men and have no half ability."

Complimentary words slipped out of his mouth habitually.

Only then did Hu Yanyi's fingers loosen the maid's chin, struggling back from the death line, the maid let out a sigh of relief.

Just as he was about to ask if he needed to change his clothes, Hu Yanyi's palm suddenly struck, and there was a crisp sound of clicking, and the maid's neck was instantly dislocated, and she fell to the ground before she had time to struggle.

"Trash, a thing who doesn't know how to be respectful, even compares me to those women!"

Hu Yanyi snorted heavily, stepped on the other person's face, and directly dented those half-tear-filled eyes.

"Drag me into the desert to feed snakes, a lifeless slave."

The maid who was kneeling behind, upon hearing this, rushed forward and dragged the dead maid down hurriedly.

Hu Yanyi was expressionless, as if he just crushed an ant to death.

He pinched the clothes in his hand, sneered, turned and walked towards the courtyard ahead.

On the huge square, the drill scorpion soldiers who were practicing did not rest because of the approach of dusk.

Seeing their queen coming in person, all the strong men prostrated themselves on the ground with pious expressions on their faces.

Hu Yanyi walked barefoot on the smooth steps, his eyes flickered and landed on the body of the guard captain.

"Where is that woman?"

The captain of the guard is a ground-drilling scorpion in his prime, with solid muscles, exuding the charm of a mature man.

The other party half-kneeled and responded respectfully: "Report to the king, the woman and the summoned beast have flown away from the palace, and are 100 meters southeast."

"The speed is quite fast." Hu Yanyi sneered, bending her fingers to lift the opponent's jaw, "Let her head fall to the ground tonight, she's just a little bastard, quick battle."

"Yes!"

The captain of the guard lowered his head, a gust of wind blew past his ears, and Hu Yanyi disappeared into the huge square in an instant.

(End of this chapter)