Female tyrant provoked death

Chapter 104 How about you?
Naturally, what was in Yue Qing's mind, Fan Qingtian put down the teacup in his hand, and said calmly, "There is no doubt, Gu Hua is indeed collaborating with the enemy of the Tu Kingdom, which caused this war. It is really about to fall into the hands of the country.

The king has also confirmed that this matter was indeed done with Gu Hua, and there is evidence that the king does not want to condone the adulterer.

If you want to kill me, just come, but if you threaten me with my king's country, then you can only go to see the king of Hades. "

Speaking of this, a cold murderous look flashed across Fan Qingtian's eyes.

Sensing Fan Qingtian's killing intent very clearly, Yue Qing's face changed slightly, and he didn't doubt Fan Qingtian's words in his heart. Yue Qing knew very well that Fan Qingtian didn't need a reason to kill someone.

Moreover, Fan Qingtian didn't care if the enemy came to assassinate her. She could endure several assassinations by Gu Hua, and she would definitely not care that Gu Hua sent more people to kill her.

Seeing that Yue Qing didn't speak anymore, Fan Qingtian took out a book from his pocket and handed it to Yue Qing, then changed the subject and said, "Take this and read it, you are already suitable for practicing boxing, this is what I specially prepared for you." I found a boxing book for you, as long as you reach the level of spiritual veins, you can practice."

After a pause, Fan Qingtian poured another cup of tea for himself and Yue Qing, "You can take a look while you are recuperating, I will restore your injury as soon as possible, you don't have to worry."

As long as she refines the elixir, even if Yue Qing cannot break through the spiritual veins by himself, he can still use the elixir to break through the spiritual vein level.

Looking at Fan Qingtian in shock, Yue Qing knew that one of his hands might no longer be able to exert strength, and he might become a useless person. Perhaps he would also lose the qualification to stay by Fan Qingtian's side and do things for her.

But he didn't expect that Fan Qingtian would help him find a way to treat his injuries, and even brought him a boxing manual for him to watch the practice. How could Yue Qing not be shocked and moved by this.

Looking at the boxing score that Fan Qingtian handed to him, Yue Qing didn't know whether to accept it or not. I'm afraid he won't be able to repay Fan Qingtian's favor in his life.

Seeing Yue Qing stunned, Fan Qingtian smiled faintly and said, "Take it."

Finally came to his senses, Yue Qing looked at Fan Qingtian gratefully, a trace of steam flowed in the strong man's eyes, and said solemnly, "Thank you, my lord, this subordinate is willing to go through fire and water for the king all my life, and I will never hesitate to die." .”

"I don't need you to go through fire and water, and I don't need you to die. You should have a good rest. It's getting late, and I'm tired." Fan Qingtian said calmly, and then stood up.

Yue Qing blocked the fatal sword for Fan Qingtian on the battlefield, which moved Fan Qingtian very much. Besides, she is a tyrant who everyone wants to die, and Yue Qing is willing to protect her. He won't treat Yue Qing as an outsider. Since he is one of his own, Fan Qingtian will definitely let Yue Qing live well.

Fan Qingtian said this, but it couldn't stop Yue Qing from making an oath to Fan Qingtian in his heart, that he would give all his allegiance to Fan Qingtian, and as long as he didn't die, he would not let anyone hurt the king.

Withdrawing his inner thoughts, Yue Qing stopped talking, nodded and stood up, and said with a serious face, "Send off the King."

Coming out of Yue Qing, Fan Qingtian went straight back to his room, only to see a small figure snoring soundly asleep on his bed.

A cute little face made of jade made one couldn't help but want to kiss her several times, Fan Qingtian and Mo Ziyuan ran into her room again, smiling silently.

Seeing this, Bu Hai who followed into the room smiled and said, "Your Majesty, do you need this old slave to send Xiao Ziyuan back to the room?"

"No need, Eunuch Hai, you have been busy all day, go back and rest first." Fan Qingtian said as he walked towards the bed.

"The old slave will leave." Bu Hai retreated tactfully, and closed the door smoothly.

Fan Qingtian put Mo Ziyuan's body on the bed, then took off his clothes, and hugged Xiao Ziyuan to sleep.

The morning light was dew, and Fan Qingtian had already opened his eyes, and immediately ordered the eunuch to bring some water to wash his face.

At this moment, Mo Ziyuan was still having a good dream, Ruyu's tender fingers were held in his mouth, and he murmured, "Chicken legs, delicious, so delicious, um, mother, you can eat too."

After tidying up everything, Fan Qingtian looked at Mo Ziyuan in his sleep, with a gentle smile on his lips, and then ordered the eunuch to take good care of Mo Ziyuan, and when he woke up, prepare some chicken legs for Ziyuan to eat. out the door.

As soon as she stepped out of the door, Fan Qingtian saw a peaceful and dangerous figure walking towards her.

With a face carved by a knife and a half-eye mask, under the morning light, Li Mie's figure is even more mysterious and dangerous.

Walking in front of Fan Qingtian, Li Mie greeted Fan Qingtian with the same neither cold nor indifferent expression, whether he was happy or sad, "King Brahma."

Looking at Li Mie with calm eyes, a trace of vigilance flashed in Fan Qingtian's eyes. After all, the person in front of him was not something that Fan Qingtian could handle casually. Besides, what was the purpose of Li Mie following her? God can't guess.

After straightening his face, Fan Qingtian calmed down and said, "The pavilion master came to see me so early, is there something wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just wanted to get to know you." Li Mie replied calmly with a hoarse voice.

Hearing Li Mie's words, Fan Qingtian frowned slightly, but the indifferent smile on his face was still on his lips, "Is the pavilion master joking? What does this king need to know?"

"Call me Li Mie from now on, and I'll call you Qing'er." Li Mie's flat voice was overbearing, and there was no possibility for Fan Qingtian to refute, and he ordered directly.

Fan Qingtian couldn't help the corners of his mouth trembling slightly at the jumping topic, almost stuck in his head.

Fan Qingtian said calmly, "Pavilion Master Li Mie should call me Fan Qing directly, lest if you call me so intimately, people will think that the Pavilion Master also has a habit of breaking sleeves." .”

The corner of his mouth seemed to be a smile but not a smile, Li Mie looked at Fan Qingtian with a treacherous gaze, and said in a hoarse and deep voice, "Qing'er cares about other people's opinions?"

"Heh, I'm a tyrant, and it's well known that I'm good to men. Could it be that the pavilion master is as good as this king?" Fan Qingtian asked with a flash of coldness in his calm eyes.

Looking at the sky, Li Mie's body was oppressed vaguely, and he didn't look at Fan Qingtian, Li Mie said indifferently, "Since Qing'er doesn't care, why should I care, it's just a title, isn't Qing'er this Shy?"

Fan Qingtian's brows twitched violently. If it wasn't for the fact that she wanted to know the whereabouts of Shuli Sword, even if Li Mie was powerful, she would try to dampen his spirit. If you dare to disrespect her like this, you are courting death.

But for the whereabouts of the Shuli sword, Fan Qingtian endured it, his face remained calm, and Fan Qingtian said in a slightly cold voice, "You can call me the king whatever you want."

(End of this chapter)