Female tyrant provoked death

Chapter 468 The Stamina Is Weak

With a simple and confused expression of not knowing the situation, Murong Xian saluted Jiang Zhi, and said in an apologetic tone, "Mr. I have misunderstood you too deeply, and my tone is a bit heavy, please forgive me, Mr. Jiang Zhi."

Hearing Murong Xian's apology, Jiang Zhi's eyes sparkled, but he didn't speak.

At this time, Ying Chenxi had already opened her eyes, looking at Jiang Zhi's unhappy and tense face, she wanted to laugh inexplicably, especially when she heard Jiang Zhi's words that the matter would be over soon, thinking of Jiang Zhi How unwilling is Zhixin to say such self-destructive words.

"Put me down." Ying Chenxi said softly, parting her cherry lips lightly.

Hearing Ying Chenxi's words, Jiang Zhi's eyes fell on Ying Chenxi's body immediately, his face suddenly felt a little embarrassed, Jiang Zhi immediately put Ying Chenxi on the ground.

The drowsy discomfort on the head has gradually faded away. If it weren't for Ying Chenxi's internal strength, the effect of the intoxicating powder would have lasted until tomorrow at least.

"Sister Hua, are you alright?" Seeing Ying Chenxi waking up, Ye Qian and the others hurriedly asked with concern.

A gleam of hatred flashed across his eyes, and Murong Xian also showed a worried and fearful expression at this time and said to Ying Chenxi, "Sister Hua, fortunately you are fine, you are really worried to death."

Looking at Murong Xian with a sneer in his heart, Ying Chenxi showed a faint smile and said, "I'm fine, thanks to Mr. Jiang Zhi for saving me."

Staring closely at Murong Xian with a puzzled expression, Ying Chenxi continued with a smile, "I'm also thankful for Sister Murong's concern. I will always remember Sister Murong's 'kindness'."

Hearing Ying Chenxi's words, Murong Xian suddenly had a feeling of fear in his heart, but this feeling was instantly covered up by Murong Xian's hatred and viciousness. This time, the plan failed, and he was really pissed off. she is gone.

Without showing the anger in her heart, Murong Xian smiled flatteringly at Ying Chenxi.

"If Sister Hua is fine, let's send Sister Hua back to rest, so as not to encounter such a dangerous thing again." Ye Qian walked up to Ying Chenxi and said with concern.

Looking up at Jiang Zhi, Ying Chenxi showed a gentle and charming smile, stretched out his hand to sweep the snow dust on Jiang Zhi's shoulder, and said with a slight smile, "Thank you, Mr. Jiang Zhi, for making Mr. Jiang Zhi's endurance so weak. It's really my fault..."

Seeing Jiang Zhi's stunned expression, Ying Chenxi couldn't help laughing in his heart, and before Jiang Zhi recovered to explain, Ying Chenxi said again, "I'll go back and rest first, see you tomorrow, Mr. Jiang Zhi .”

After saying this, Ying Chenxi turned around and walked towards her camp. Her steps were a bit vain, but Ye Qian supported Ying Chenxi, barely letting Ying Chenxi's body sway.

Seeing that Ying Chenxi left, the other female officers followed closely behind Ying Chenxi.

Lowering her head and gritting her teeth, Murong Xian cursed in her heart, "Bitch, sooner or later I will make you disappear from my eyes, and next time you will not be so lucky." Then she followed in everyone's footsteps.

Looking at the back of Ying Chenxi's leaving, Jiang Zhi withdrew his gaze, his eyes flickering with light.

At this same moment, Fan Qingtian knew that Buhai used such a lame excuse to say that she had a fever and could not attend the banquet, and Fan Qingtian was a little bit unwell.

She is strong and strong, especially for those who practice martial arts, her body is so fragile, and no one believes the reason of fever.

Fearing that the morale of the army would be shaken, Fan Qingtian was worried and finally decided to check the situation first.

At the celebration banquet, Fan Qingtian wore a white feather cloak, and a delicate face suddenly appeared on the celebration banquet with a somewhat sickly pale appearance.

Seeing Fan Qingtian's appearance, all the people present fell silent immediately, and hurriedly put down the food in their hands, knelt on the ground together, and shouted at Fan Qingtian, "Long live the king, long live, long live... ..."

"Soldiers, don't be cautious. This king is just here to see everyone. Just feel free to get up." Fan Qingtian's faint voice floated in the air.

Hearing Fan Qingtian's words, the people present did not doubt anything, and thanked again in unison, "Thank you Lord Long En."

Immediately, everyone present got up and started drinking and having fun again, and the atmosphere became active again.

Those who secretly glanced at Fan Qingtian's face, seeing Fan Qingtian's pale face, couldn't help but secretly said in their hearts, "It turns out that people as powerful as the king will also suffer from such a small illness."

But people are people after all, and they will get sick even when they are strong, so everyone was relieved after struggling for a while.

Staring at Fan Qingtian closely, Ran Zaisheng's eyes were full of hatred. Soon, you, a tyrant, will go to hell!
Seeing Fan Qingtian appearing, Buhai hurriedly walked in front of Fan Qingtian, and whispered to Fan Qingtian full of worry, "Your Majesty, your injury is so serious, why did you come out, hurry up, go back quickly rest."

Seeing that Bu Hai was so worried about himself, Fan Qingtian smiled slightly and said, "Don't make a fuss, I'm fine."

Seeing Buhai's resentful eyes looking at himself, Fan Qingtian smiled helplessly, "I know, there is Mr. Hai here to take care of me, I am very relieved, okay, I will go back and rest this time, just let me know if there is anything to do."

Seeing that Fan Qingtian compromised, Buhai laughed out loud, raised the whisk in his hand, and said to Xiao Chunzi, "Xiao Chunzi, take the king back."

"Yes, Eunuch Buhai." Responding with his head bowed, Xiao Chunzi hurriedly walked behind Fan Qingtian.

Before Fan Qingtian could take a step forward, at this moment, Zuo Zhujin's figure stood in front of Fan Qingtian like a whirlwind, with a half-clenched fist pressed against his lips, Zuo Zhujin coughed softly, and turned his face straight to Fan Qingtian's face. Qingtian said, "I'll take you back."

Raising his eyebrows and glanced at Zuo Zhujin, Fan Qingtian didn't speak.

Seeing that Fan Qingtian's expression seemed a little strange, Zuo Zhujin suddenly said nervously, "Hey, what kind of eyes are you in, don't get me wrong, I don't have any thoughts about you, you are my savior, you are now in poor health. No, I should protect you and send you back to rest."

"Oh, all right, let's go." With a smile on his face, Fan Qingtian said calmly, and then waved his sleeves to leave.

And just as Fan Qingtian was about to go to the camp, the whole earth suddenly shook violently.

Immediately, bursts of roaring sounds of monsters roared into the sky, and the roars of monsters shook the mountains and rivers, which was shocking.

The ground swelled, and the sound of monsters sounded. Everyone present looked tense and panicked for a moment.

(End of this chapter)