Female tyrant provoked death

Chapter 428
Seeing the hand extended by Fan Qingtian, Li Mie didn't dodge it, his black eyes mixed with a strand of silver fluctuated little by little.

Just when Fan Qingtian's hand was about to touch Li Mie's face, suddenly, Fan Qingtian thought of something, and immediately withdrew his hand like a flash.

Feeling inexplicably restless in his heart, Fan Qingtian thought about what he was doing just now!

Although his heart was ups and downs, Fan Qingtian's face was very calm, he pursed his lips, and Fan Qingtian opened his mouth to cover up his involuntary actions just now, "Your skin is thicker than the city wall even if you don't need to pinch it. You obviously lost the chess game, and playing randomly can't change the result of your loss."

A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Li Mie was not angry because of Fan Qingtian's words, "As long as my own strength can dominate everything, if I say I won, then I won. I will let you, So it's a tie."

Li Mie's words were really domineering and arrogant. Fan Qingtian could not help but sparkle in his eyes as he listened. This damned Li Mie was clearly mocking her for not being as strong as him. what is it
I've always been used to oppressing others, but now being oppressed by others, Fan Qingtian really feels very uncomfortable.

But even though Fan Qingtian was unhappy, his face was still calm.

And what Li Mie said is right, being strong means that she can turn her hands into clouds and her hands into rain. She is invincible and dominates all things. She is indeed not as good as Li Mie.

The fist in his hand was clenched slightly, and Fan Qingtian refused to admit defeat, "Just wait for Li Mie, whoever sees the time is not as good as the other."

Don't care about winning or losing this game of chess anymore, Fan Qingtian also knows that if you reason with Li Mie and get angry, you will only get mad at yourself.

Ignoring Li Mie, Fan Qingtian immediately opened the curtain of the carriage and walked out of the carriage.

Dressed in a purple robe embroidered with gold-rimmed cloud patterns, Fan Qingtian's whole body was filled with a dignified aura.

A flawless face, with a slight smile on the corner of the mouth, but it gives people a very alienated and superior feeling.

Seeing the moment when Fan Qingtian got off the carriage, all the soldiers and guards suddenly had the idea of ​​surrender.

At that moment, everyone half-kneeled on the ground and shouted in unison, "Long live the king, long live, long live."

The loud voices broke through the sky in unison, shaking the white snow on the surrounding giant trees to fall down.

Following the shouts of the soldiers, the people on the carriage behind Fan Qingtian also got off the carriage one after another.

She was dressed in a white feather cloak embroidered with black borders, and the feathers on the cuffs swayed gently in the wind, supporting Duxiang's handsome and gentle face, which became more gentle.

The naturally affectionate eyes, and the gentle gaze with tenderness and sadness, make people involuntarily fall into Du Xiangxiu's eyes and cannot extricate themselves.

After getting off the carriage, the first thing Du Xiangxiu saw was involuntarily looking towards Fan Qingtian. Seeing Fan Qingtian's face, Du Xiangxiu couldn't help feeling a little strange in his heart.

Following Duxiangxiu got off the carriage, Jiang Zhi and Yan Tangling also got off from Duxiangxiu's carriage and stood behind Duxiangxiu.

As for the carriage behind Du Xiangxiu, Zuo Zhujin who was sitting alone also got off the carriage.

He is full of righteousness, his domineering short hair is clearly layered in the wind, the red jade forehead ring is buckled into the temples, and Zuo Zhujin's handsome face is even more proud.

With an inverted triangular epee on his back, Zuo Zhujin vividly interprets the warrior's chivalrous spirit.

Raising his head, his eyes naturally fell on Fan Qingtian, Zuo Zhujin raised his eyebrows, and then looked away.

Speaking of anticipation, Zuo Zhujin is also looking forward to this hunting meeting. Hearing that Fan Qingtian said that there are spirit beasts and fairy beasts here, Zuo Zhujin naturally can't wait to subdue some monsters to help him defeat Fan Qingtian.

As Zuo Zhujin came down, everyone in the other carriages got off the carriage one after another.

Today, Ying Chenxi is wearing simple men's clothes, her long hair is tied up, neat and tidy, without losing the femininity of a woman, it also adds to the masculine arrogance.

Of course, for the sake of convenience, Ying Chenxi felt that it would be easier to move around in men's clothing.

Among the several women, apart from Ying Chenxi's attractive appearance, there is another woman who is equally attractive.

She was dressed in a water-blue dress, with a fan-shaped stand-up collar bordered by peony petals. The collar covered the back of Bai Jiu's neck, exposing the collarbone in front of her body, giving people an invisible allure.

The charming and charming face is slightly smiling, which makes people fascinated.

Seeing Murong Xian in front of them, almost all the men present looked at Murong Xian.

Of course, on such an occasion, Murong Xian naturally needs to dress up well, not only to attract Fan Qingtian, but also to let Li Mie know that she is definitely more attractive than anyone else!

Looking tenderly in the direction of Fan Qingtian, he glanced around, only to see Fan Qingtian, not Li Mie, Murong Xian's eyes darkened slightly, and he said in his heart, "Didn't Li Mie come up with the king?"

Although Murong Xian didn't know the origin of Li Mie, Murong Xian couldn't help being fascinated by the aura emanating from Li Mie's body.

Even if Li Mie's status is not as high as Fan Qingtian's, Murong Xian just wants to accept Li Mie as a servant.

When all the people on the carriage got off, they also saluted Fan all over the sky, "Long live the king..."

With one hand on his back, wearing the air of a noble emperor, Fan Qingtian glanced at the thousands of people present, and slightly nodded, "Let's get flat."

"Thank you, King Shanglong..." After everyone's voice fell, they all stood up one after another.

Looking back at the carriage behind him for a while, Fan Qingtian saw that Li Mie hadn't come out, and thought to himself, it's great that Li Mie didn't get out of the carriage.

And just as Fan Qingtian was thinking this way and was about to walk towards the tent, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a black-colored man with a proud figure got out of the carriage.

The whole body exudes a peaceful atmosphere, like a calm lake, which makes people feel relaxed, but there is a dangerous atmosphere hidden under the calm lake, and at the same time, people can't help but suffocate.

The two contradictory temperaments appeared on Li Mie's body, but they didn't seem a bit abrupt.

A handsome silhouette like a sculpture, with a winged mask on the right eye, although it is not possible to see the whole picture clearly, but the [-]% of the exposed face is enough to make any woman's heart beat, and any man's jealousy.

There was a little light dancing in the calm eyes, and Li Mie's clothes fluttered in the cold wind, with a vague smile hanging from the corner of his mouth, Li Mie said softly, "Qing'er, I'm too cruel, I want to Leave me behind."

Following Li Mie's appearance, the eyes of the people present widened, and they watched Li Mie get off Fan Qingtian's carriage in great shock.

(End of this chapter)