Female tyrant provoked death

Chapter 441 The Too Abnormal Fan Qingtian
The sad tone reverberated in everyone's hearts. Listening to the piano played by Du Xiangxiu, some were sweet and sour, some were bitter and spicy. Everyone's feelings were stirred up at this moment.

Everyone's face is filled with the emotion that belongs to their own feelings.

Picking up the wine bowl in front of the table, Fan Qingtian gulped it down. At the same time as he heard Du Xiangxiu's piano sound, Fan Qingtian became inexplicably irritable.

That handsome face kept appearing in my mind.

That face that Fan Qingtian was familiar with couldn't be more familiar, and that face that Fan Qingtian loved so much that he hated him so much that he wanted to erase everything.

Ye Duchen, Ye Duchen, heh, the corner of Fan Qingtian's mouth twitched into a sneer, he stretched out his hand to pick up the wine jar in front of the table, and poured it on the wine bowl.

"Wow..." The mellow wine splashed on the wine bowl.

Putting the wine jar heavily on the table, Fan Qingtian picked up the wine bowl and swallowed the wine in the bowl again, repeating the action of pouring and drinking.

But the eyes were full of murderous anger, and Fan Qingtian recalled in Fan Qingtian's mind that Ye Duchen held him in his arms, kissed his lips lightly, and said to himself so softly, "Will you marry me?"

"Okay." With a soft smile, the word "good" is Qi Fanqing's entrustment to Ye Duchen for the rest of her life.

However, in the end, that sentence became the greatest irony in her life.

"Fan Qing, don't blame me, if you want to blame, blame Master for passing on the position of God Lord to you..."

Ye Duchen's gentle and regretful face stabbed the cold jade soul nail into his body, and Qi Fanqing would never forget the warm blood and pain that flowed out of his body.

"Qi Fanqing, Duchen loves me, and he approached you only to take your position as God Lord."

That beautiful face was like a poisonous scorpion. To her senior sister who was kind in every way, Ling Shaoting showed such a sinister face to ridicule her own stupidity.

Smiling coldly, Fan Qingtian's calm face at the moment was full of gloom.

Sitting next to Fan Qingtian, Li Mie took a sip of the wine in his glass and looked at Fan Qingtian's abnormal appearance, his eyes were pitch black mixed with a ray of silver, dancing with a little brilliance.

Putting down the wine glass in his hand, Li Mie just quietly watched Fan Qingtian's increasingly gloomy expression.

At this time, suddenly, Fan Qingtian gathered a mass of internal force in his hands, and accompanied by the wine bowl, he bombarded and moved forward to attack.

The powerful attack came suddenly, but the emotions of everyone present were attracted by the unique sound of the piano, and they didn't pay attention to Fan Qingtian's sudden attack.

And Fan Qingtian's attack went straight towards Du Xiangxiu.

No one was on guard, and Du Xiangxiu was also caught in his own thoughts, and he didn't pay attention to Fan Qingtian's slap in his direction.

"Peng..." The attack didn't hit Du Xiangxiu's body, but fell on the piano played by Du Xiangxiu.

At the same time, the wine bowl that Fan Qingtian swung was also smashed to the ground, making a crisp breaking sound.

A sudden unexpected scene caused the sound of playing the piano to stop abruptly.

It also brought back the thoughts of everyone present, and everyone looked at Fan Qingtian who was above the high position with shocked eyes.

But at this moment, the qin played by Du Xiangxiu was smashed by Fan Qingtian, and the body of the qin suddenly shattered into pieces.

The strings bounced from the body of the qin and directly hit Du Xiangxiu's gentle and handsome face. Immediately, Du Xiangxiu's face was scratched with a thin scar, with little drops of blood oozing out.

The few pieces of sawdust from the body of the qin were deeply stuck in Du Xiangxiu's palm, and the bright red blood dripped down from Du Xiangxiu's palm, splashing on the broken long qin. Turn into little red plums.

With an astonished expression, he looked up at the gloomy Fan Qingtian's face. Du Xiangxiu didn't seem to feel the pain from the pain on his body. Just looking at the strange Fan Qingtian like this, he felt mixed feelings in his heart.

The whole atmosphere suddenly became very quiet, so quiet that it was almost breathless.

The sound of the zither stopped, and Fan Qingtian also came back from the memory of being trapped in the memory at the same time, with a blank look on his face.

But such an expression stayed on Fan Qingtian's face for less than a second before disappearing.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Fan Qingtian's eyes fell on Duxiangxiu who was staring blankly at him, seeing that both of Duxiangxiu's hands were dripping with blood, Fan Qingtian felt a little panic in his heart .

Head was a little dizzy, Fan Qingtian restrained the mess in his heart, and tried to keep his voice as calm as possible, "I'm a little drunk, I didn't expect to throw out the wine bowl in my hand by mistake."

His eyes fell on Bu Hai who was looking at him with a worried face, and Fan Qingtian forced a smile to face Bu Haidao, "Eunuch Hai, Du Xiangxiu is injured, you ask the doctor to help Du Xiangxiu treat the injury. "

After a pause, Fan Qingtian looked at the soldiers who looked at him with trembling faces, and said with an apologetic expression that no one had ever seen Fan Qingtian say, "I'm scaring all the soldiers, I'm a little sleepy, just Go back and rest first, and enjoy yourself."

After saying this, Fan Qingtian stood up from his seat, turned and left.

Standing on Fan Qingtian's shoulder, Dai Qi was also startled by Fan Qingtian's strange behavior, flapped his wings and flew above Fan Qingtian's head, and asked with a disgusted expression, "Gah, silly girl, are you doing well today? I took the wrong medicine, why is it so abnormal."

Listening to Dai Qi's question, Fan Qingtian didn't speak.

Seeing that Fan Qingtian didn't answer himself, Dai Qi immediately said again, "Hey, hey, if you are sick, you have to go to the doctor, you know, or you will die! I don't want to die with you."

Looking up at Dai Qi flying above his head, Fan Qingtian said indifferently, "You are saying one more thing, I will let you die first."

"Tch, what's the big deal, I don't care about you anyway, hum." Dai Qi snorted, but stopped talking, and his figure went back to Fan Qingtian's camp first like an arrow leaving the string.

Fan Qingtian left, of course Li Mie also followed Fan Qingtian and left.

Looking at the leaving figures of Fan Qingtian and Li Mie at this moment, Du Xiangxiu lowered her head slightly, lowered her eyelids, and sighed silently in her heart.

"Xiangxiu, how are you?" Jiang Zhi asked nervously, clasping Duxiangxiu's blood-stained palm with one hand.

Fan Qingtian's attack was not too powerful, so Jiang Zhi and Yan Tangling who were sitting beside Du Xiangxiu were not affected.

Finally recovering from the fright, Yan Tangling's eyes were flushed and seeing Du Xiangxiu's hands were dripping with blood, he asked in horror, "Brother Xiangxiu, you, are you okay, ah, ah, you are bleeding a lot ..."

Seeing Jiang Zhi and Yan Tangling so anxious and worried, Du Xiangxiu smiled helplessly and said, "It's okay, it's just a minor injury, and it's not life-threatening, you two don't need to worry."

(End of this chapter)