Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 845
"Yes, Monarch." Leng Xian'er replied.

The King of Nanyan was quite surprised. Based on his knowledge of the King of Beiyan, this kid has never suffered at the negotiating table despite his young age. Why was he so careless this time and sent two concubines to negotiate? The negotiating ability of the sent concubine is still so poor. If it wasn't for the queen of Beiyan who messed with him yesterday, he could almost sign 90 marriage payments, and the other party didn't dare to have any complaints. It's really strange. What's the matter, it's so out of standard.

But whatever it is, once the marriage agreement is signed, it can no longer be changed, and then the King of Beiyan can only obediently submit.

Therefore, he had to finalize the contract as soon as possible before Empress Feng entered the palace!
"It's so good!" King Nanyan ordered, "Come here, quickly send up the marriage terms drafted by Gu!"

Negotiations are proceeding in an orderly manner...

At the bridge head, Feng Qian and his party were still fighting fiercely. Suddenly, the killer camp changed their formation and retreated one after another. Feng Qian's side didn't know their intentions, so they subconsciously gathered closer, confronting the surrounding killers.

"No, they want to use arrow formation!"

As soon as Feng Qian guessed the opponent's purpose, the killers took out the arrows from their bodies one by one. Their arrows were short and compact, easy to carry around, but they didn't know how accurate they were!

"Cover the sky with one hand!"

Feng Qian sacrificed the wishful pot and waited for it.

At this moment, she heard a deafening dragon chant from the sky. She looked up, and a golden light exploded in the sky, which was extremely dazzling. In this golden light, a golden dragon loomed, roaring. Swooping down, the dazzling golden light makes people unable to open their eyes!

Feng Qian closed her eyes subconsciously, and when she opened them again, she found that the golden light had disappeared, and when she took a closer look, all the killers around her fell down, almost every one of them was killed on the spot.

She was stunned, and killed more than 40 dead soldiers with one move. What kind of strength is this?
This is definitely the strength of a Lingzun master!

Who is helping them?

She looked up and saw the flower picker in purple clothes and mask standing on the eaves.

It's him?

He is actually a master of Lingzun?

I heard that there are only ten spiritual masters in the entire Nebula Continent, plus the newly promoted Archer, there are only eleven in total. She has already seen Venerable Qinglian and Venerable Domineering among them, so he is the other eight. Which one of the venerables?

In any case, she always wanted to thank the other party for helping her, so she cupped her hands and said, "Thank you, senior, for your help!"

"senior?"

Xuanyuanche raised his eyebrows, why is his seniority somehow higher?
Feng Qian said with reason: "I heard that in the past ten years, no one has been promoted to a master of Lingzun, and if you want to be promoted to become a master of Lingzun, you must practice for at least 30 years, so the junior guesses that the age of the senior is at least 40 years old. So the younger generation will naturally call you senior."

She analyzed it with her mouth, but she complained secretly in her heart. It's not serious for an uncle in his 40s to come out pretending to be a flower picker.

How did Xuanyuanche know what she was complaining about in her heart, he just felt that his age was suddenly doubled by her, he couldn't laugh or cry, but he couldn't deny it, otherwise she would definitely guess his identity, so he jumped, jumped off the eaves, and walked Approaching her, following her train of thought, she said: "Girl, I advise you not to enter the palace today. King Nanyan must have other arrangements waiting for you, and you will not be allowed to enter the palace smoothly!"

Feng Qian shook her head: "That can't be done! If I don't go, that old fellow Nanyan King will definitely go back on his word. Concubine Lan is the princess of Nanyan Kingdom, so she will definitely stand on the side that is beneficial to Nanyan Kingdom, while Concubine Leng Although she came here at the king's order, she won't really think about the North Yan Kingdom, and they will definitely be at the mercy of the King Nan Yan, and the North Yan Kingdom will suffer a lot!"

Xuanyuan Che was quite moved when he heard the words: "Your husband doesn't want you anymore, why are you still thinking about him?"

Feng Qian rolled his eyes at him: "Will you die if you don't expose other people's scars? Besides, I didn't do it all for him. I'm also from Beiyan country anyway. As the saying goes, everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the country. It is the duty of the country to do its part!"

"Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the country?" Xuanyuanche pondered over this sentence, and nodded silently, "That's a good point! If everyone in Beiyan Kingdom has your awareness, why don't you worry about prosperity?"

His shallowness is grand, and what he thinks about in his heart is the rise and fall of the country. Unlike other women, who are either sad or jealous, how can he be so reluctant to not have her?
He took her hand suddenly and said, "However, today you have to obey me and don't enter the palace."

Feng Qian relaxed her vigilance against him for a while, and he held her hand, and was about to open it, when suddenly a sharp ice blade with a faint blue light flew over from the corner of her eye, aiming directly at the flower picker's body. the back of the hand.

However, the flower picker's hand remained motionless, and when the ice blade was about to pass across the back of his hand, it suddenly shattered with a bang, turning into pieces of crystal clear ice and scattered all over the ground.

Seeing it with her own eyes, Feng Qian was stunned. Then, a shout came from her ear: "Let her go!"

Feng Qian turned her head and saw Sikong Shengjie flying towards him. Before she could react, the other hand was caught in Sikong Shengjie's.

The left hand is the flower picker, and the right hand is Ah Sheng. Feng Qian was held by the two, one on the left and the other on the right, and neither of them would let go.

"Who the hell are you? Don't let go soon?" Sikong Shengjie stared at Xuanyuanche who was wearing a mask warily, and shouted in a cold voice.

Just now, the other party melted his ice blade without making a fuss, which shocked him, and secretly speculated that the opponent's strength might be higher than his own.

Xuanyuanche's eyes were fixed on Sikong Shengjie's hand holding Fengqian's. His junior brother actually dared to hold Qianqian's hand in front of him. Jealousy suddenly arose in his heart. He remembered the night before yesterday, Sikong Shengjie's intimate behavior towards Qianqian in the gazebo, the jealousy in his heart kept rising, like a prairie fire.

"What if I don't let go?" He said with a suppressed voice.

He deliberately changed his voice, so Feng Qian and Sikong Shengjie couldn't hear his voice. Seeing him holding Xiao Feng'er's hand, Sikong Shengjie was also angry. Senior brother, so there is nothing he can do, but for other people, if they want to take advantage of Xiao Feng'er or bully Xiao Feng'er, he will never allow it!
From the palm of his left hand, a faint blue flame jumped out, the corners of his pink lips slightly raised, and he said coldly: "Then let's compare, who will let go first!"

The meaning of threat is obvious.

The palm of Xuanyuanche's right hand turned over, and an invisible spiritual force condensed into a vortex ball, ready to go, a sneer that was too evil and charming on his lips: "Then try it!"

(End of this chapter)