Female tyrant provoked death

Chapter 458 Am I That Kind of Person

Taking a slight glance at Buhai, Fan Qingtian raised his body slightly and leaned against the back of the bed, his pale face looked very weak, and said softly to Buhai, "It's okay."

Then Fan Qingtian looked up at Zuo Zhujin, frowned slightly, and said with a blaming expression on his face, "It's nothing, but I almost died."

After a pause, Fan Qingtian's voice was full of resentment and continued, "I think you should be very happy if I die, and you can finally avenge your brother, and finish me, the king, and you are also from the Tu Kingdom. The number one hero, the glory is added to the body, and the scenery is infinite."

Hearing Fan Qingtian's words, Zuo Zhujin's starry eyes turned cold, and he roared with anger on his face, "Fan Qingtian, you have insulted my personality too much. Am I that kind of person? What is considered a P, it is not rare to have unlimited scenery!
What I want is to fight you frankly. If you want to die, I will not let you die! "

It seemed that what he said to Fan Qingtian was going too far, Zuo Zhujin stopped his voice immediately, pursed his lips, and said with a little embarrassment on his face, "I have no other intentions, I just want to have a decisive battle with you , whether I win or lose this time, I will let go of the hatred between you and me."

Hearing Zuo Zhujin's words, the corners of Fan Qingtian's pale mouth slightly raised a sly arc, "Then I won, I want to become brothers with you, promise me, otherwise I don't want to fight a decisive battle with you .”

Fan Qingtian's words made Zuo Zhujin silent. If he was not from the Tu country, Zuo Zhujin would certainly agree to Fan Qingtian's condition, but they are against each other, and Zuo Zhujin really cannot agree Fan Qingtian asked for this.

Seeing that Zuo Zhujin became silent, Fan Qingtian smiled lightly and said again, "You don't need to answer me in a hurry, just answer my condition before you want to challenge me, I can't die now, and I can't What a big deal, you go back and rest."

Looking at Fan Qingtian, Zuo Zhujin's eyes were twinkling with starlight, and he felt more and more confused in his heart. He had insisted on his principles for so long, and now Zuo Zhujin felt that he wanted to break his principles and become a People without principles anymore.

Sighing involuntarily, Zuo Zhujin nodded and said, "Then you have a good rest, if there is anything you need me to do for you, just ask."

After saying this, Zuo Zhujin turned and left.

At this time, Bu Hai also stepped forward to Fan Qingtian, and blamed himself in a low voice, "Your Majesty, the old slave has already made medicine for you, and I will bring it over to drink later. If you have something to do, the old slave will be fine." It’s hard to apologize even if you die.”

Seeing Bu Hai's worried face, Fan Qingtian smiled helplessly and said, "This time I listen to Eunuch Hai."

"The old slave is going to bring the medicine to the king." Finally, with a smile on his tense face, Bu Hai immediately went out to bring the medicine to Fan Qingtian.

At this time, Li Mie just returned to his tent, only to see slight turmoil in the entire space in the tent, and the atmosphere seemed extremely unusual.

Seeing the abnormality in the space, Li Mie was not surprised, waved his sleeves and turned around to sit on the high seat.

The handsome and calm face remained motionless, and Li Mie's eyes were a little lazy, but the aura of a king lingered in his whole body.

At the moment when Li Mie sat on the seat, a line of large golden characters appeared in the turbulent space.

"Waiting for the god of death to come to Misty Rain Lake, Sima Beiming."

Glancing at the invitation post with an indifferent gaze, the corner of Death God's mouth curled up slightly, and his voice was faint, "Should I help Qing'er by the way?"

As the faint voice of the god of death fell, the large golden characters that appeared in midair turned into golden rain and dissipated in the air at the same time.

The whole space returned to its original appearance again, the scene just now was like an illusion, it never appeared.

There was dim light in his eyes, and Li Mie slowly stood up from his seat, with a wave of one hand, transparent ripples appeared in the space, and Li Mie stepped into the space.

As Li Mie's figure disappeared, the ripples in the space also disappeared, and the entire tent was very quiet.

The sky soon ended, and the dark night sky was filled with dark clouds, and not a single star could be seen.

In the camp, the bonfire was still burning fiercely, illuminating the pitch-black night.

Just like yesterday, a celebration banquet was held for these triumphant and fruitful soldiers, but this time, Fan Qingtian and Li Mie were missing from the chief position.

However, although these two people were missing from the banquet, the banquet was still held as scheduled. Bu Hai gave Fan Qingtian the reason for not being able to attend the banquet because he was sick and had a fever and needed to recuperate. All right.

Everyone was surprised. The always powerful and invulnerable tyrant King would fall ill at this time, which is really incredible.

But thinking about it, everyone was only surprised for a moment, and then they were no longer surprised. Anyway, it doesn't matter if Fan Qingtian comes here or not, as long as they have wine, meat and food, they are satisfied.

The atmosphere of the soldiers was still very hot, they should eat and drink, and they were not affected at all by Fan Qingtian not coming to celebrate for them.

Surrounded by the imperial guards, Ran Zaisheng drank wine and ate meat happily, but his expression was a little absent-minded.

"Vice-commander, today we hunted no less than the people on the side of the deputy general. If you can be promoted by the king to become the chief of the Imperial Guard, then don't forget us brothers!" A guard said loudly. If Ran is alive.

Hearing what the guards said, Ran Zaisheng came back to his senses, and said with a smile on his face, "Ah, of course I won't forget you."

Poured himself a bowl of wine, Ran Zaisheng raised the bowl to the guards surrounding him and continued, "Come, come, drink, we won't return until we're drunk..."

"Okay, okay, Commander, drink, drink, haha..."

All the guards drank with joyful laughter on their faces.

But at this time, only the cry of a nightingale reached Ran Zaisheng's ears.

Hearing this voice, Ran Zaisheng's eyes lit up suddenly, and then he stood up from the ground, "I drank too much, I'll go to drink water, you wait for me."

After hearing Ran Zaisheng's words, all the guards laughed and said, "Commander, go and come back quickly, there is not much wine left."

"You bastards, I get it, I get it..." Ran Zaisheng said with a smile while pointing his fingers in front of the group of guards, and then left here, heading behind a dark tree.

I saw Ran Zaisheng walking behind the big tree at this moment, and then a little eunuch in eunuch uniform came out from another tree.

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