Female tyrant provoked death

Chapter 141
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Fan Qingtian took out the box containing the source-absorbing beads from the receiving space, opened the box, and a lustrous bead exuded a strong energy breath, which made people feel excited.

With a slight flash in his eyes, Fan Qingtian twirled his fingers into a sword and released a strand of spiritual power wrapped in the source-absorbing bead.

The source-absorbing bead immediately floated in mid-air, and then Fan Qingtian's internal force was released, and a blue beam of light enveloped the source-absorbing bead suspended in the sky.

At this moment, the source-absorbing bead suddenly had an abnormality, emitting a strong white light, and then the source-absorbing bead turned into a stream of light and penetrated into Fan Qingtian's body, formally merging with Fan Qingtian.

Fan Qingtian successfully absorbed the source-absorbing bead, and at the same time the white light and blue light beam gradually faded away.

Without any delay, Fan Qingtian immediately closed his eyes and began to chant the mantra to absorb energy.

"Use the energy of heaven and earth, open the veins of heaven and earth, circulate the power of chaos, unite mind and mind, endless life, yin and yang are united with heaven and earth..." As Fan tilted the sky and chanted the mantra, the originally invisible subtle energy formed A whirlwind crazily poured into Fan Qingtian's Tianling Cap.

Feeling that the absorbed energy poured into her body at an extremely faster speed than before, Fan Qingtian was delighted. With this source-absorbing pearl, her divine source could be raised to the third floor in about a month or two.

It was a quiet day and no one came to disturb Fan Qingtian, and during this day, Buhai also took people to sort out the things in the post house and prepared to leave for the palace tomorrow.

The next morning was a bit overcast and gloomy.

There was a mighty group of people parked outside the post house, and a luxurious carriage driven by black nanmu and three pure white horses was parked at the gate of the post house.

A lifelike golden dragon hovers in the center of the top of the carriage, holding a round emerald gemstone in its mouth, and a fire phoenix is ​​carved on the hexagonal edge, with golden tassels in its mouth. A silver veil shrouded it.

The luxury and splendor of the carriage shows the noble status of the owner of the carriage.

The luxury carriage was followed by several simpler carriages.

Soldiers in armor and armed with spears stood expressionlessly behind the carriage, looking majestic and majestic, scaring the timid people away.

The front row of soldiers held a flag with a bird of paradise painted on it representing the national emblem of the Wooden Kingdom.

The cold wind whistled, and the flag fluttered against the wind.

Seeing such a situation, the surrounding people all guessed that Fan Qingtian was about to leave the frontier.

Knowing that Fan Qingtian was going to leave the frontier fortress, the news spread instantly.

In the past, if Fan Qingtian left Beibian Sai, everyone might set off firecrackers to celebrate Fan Qingtian's happiness after leaving, but after this short period of three minutes, the people's deep-rooted tyrant's view of Fan Qingtian has already disappeared. Something has changed.

In the past three months, Brahma's dedication has repelled the enemy army of the country, built a mechanism city to protect all the people in Beibian Sai, and everyone has seen it in their eyes and remembered it in their hearts.

Moreover, in the past three months, I have not heard that the king is killing innocent people, and no one in the hearts of the people thinks that the king has changed for the better, and Fan Qingtian is leaving the North Race this time. It's so complicated that I can't tell what it's like.

She was dressed in a purple gown with a golden edge and moiré patterns, exuding a faint royal air all over her body, with a handsome and flawless face, and the corners of her mouth were slightly curved.

The cold wind blew the purple robes, and Fan Qingtian stepped out of the gate of the post house.

Standing on the right side of Fan Qingtian was Bu Hai who was holding a little boy carved in pink and jade with a smile on his face.

Standing on the left is a black robe, with a black and silver winged mask on the right eye, giving people a very peaceful, mysterious and dangerous aura of Li Mie.

And behind Fan Qingtian is Dongfang Yu, who is handsome and handsome, followed by Mo Fengyan, who is so handsome that even a hundred flowers can't look past him, and has a handsome posture like a flower.

Yue Qing, who had a long scar running across his eyebrows and eyes, had a somewhat ferocious appearance, but his masculinity exuded a sense of security.

And among this group of people was a handsome man who was not inferior to Dongfang Yu and Mo Fengyan.

The man exudes a domineering and domineering aura. He is dressed in a thick cloud gray robe, with a broad chest and a dignified body.

A head of dark brown mixed with light brown hot short hair is clearly layered backwards from high to low.

His handsome face was unruly, his eyebrows were as sharp as a knife's edge, and his dark brown eyes released cold stars.

Carrying an inverted triangular red golden epee on his back, the complicated and hollow scabbard can vaguely see the sharp breath of the sword exuding from the sword's blade, which makes people shudder.

At the first sight of a man, he gives people a sense of heroism and righteousness.

And this person is Zuo Zhujin who was captured by Brahma Qingtian.

What surprised Zuo Zhujin was that Fan Qingtian gave him absolute respect and did not imprison him and bring him back to the imperial capital.

Looking at the indifferent Fan Qingtian, Zuo Zhujin's eyes darkened slightly, thinking in his heart, "This Fan Qingtian is really confident enough, he is not afraid of me running away at all."

Of course, Fan Qingtian is not worried that Zuo Zhujin will run away, because Fan Qingtian believes in the justice and empathy emanating from Zuo Zhujin.

Fan Qingtian gives Zuo Zhujin absolute freedom, then Fan Qingtian is sure that Zuo Zhujin will not run away because of this, but will definitely follow him back to the country, and will fight her when Zuo Zhujin recovers from her injuries.

Of course, it's hard to say whether Zuo Zhujin will really want to kill Fan Qingtian at that time.

These men stood together, each with their own charm, so dazzling that no one could look away.

At this moment, when the soldiers saw Fan Qingtian coming out, they all knelt on one knee and shouted in unison, "Long live, long live, long live..."

Eunuch Buhai said happily with a smiling face, "Your Majesty, it's getting late, let's go."

Mo Ziyuan, who was embraced by Bu Hai, looked a little worried on his pink face, "Mother, Daddy said that the palace is very dangerous, so will it be dangerous for you to go back?"

Stretching out his hand and rubbing Mo Ziyuan's head, the smile on Fan Qingtian's face deepened slightly, "I'm a tyrant, and they should be the ones who are afraid."

"Your Majesty, how can you say that you are a tyrant." Bu Hai said dissatisfied.

After a pause, Hai continued, "But those dishonest people in the palace should be punished when they go back."

Although Fan Qingtian did not tell Buhai that someone had assassinated her, Buhai is not the kind of person who can fool around casually, and he understands some things in his heart like a mirror.

At this time, Dongfang Yu shook his head and said, "Oh, now I can go back with Fanqing to watch a big show."

(End of this chapter)