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Chapter 171 Jimo Qingcang
Chapter 170 Two Jimo Qingcang

Yulin just listened to Qi Zizhen grabbing him and talking intermittently, although he was a little puzzled, but seeing his flustered appearance, he lifted his waist effortlessly and retreated to Zhichen's side.

Before Qi Zizhen could say anything more, there were bursts of noise coming from Qin Tianyu's direction, and the black halo that had faded away suddenly dyed Qin Tianyu's whole body black again.

It's just that this time it's more intense than before, and the blackness is about to drip out of ink.

Zhichen and the others could only see the darkness not far away, but the crackling purple lightning exploded from inside, with the aura of destroying everything, a strong brutal and bloody aura pervaded, and even the whole sky was gray and gloomy horrible.

The black halo was suddenly swallowed up by the purple lightning that suddenly broke out.

The wind is surging, booming.

I saw a person slowly walking out from the depths of the deep purple thunderbolt, with scarlet blood that was still warm under his feet.

She was dressed in a lavender robe, and the pattern originally embroidered with mysterious silver patterns appeared more clearly.

A face that is extremely indifferent, and lines that are so rigid that they are iron-blooded.

Revealing an undeniable dominance, the black hair was loosely draped behind his back.

The icy breath seemed to freeze everything, and even people who were far apart felt an irresistible oppressive momentum.

What was originally chaotic and unclear under the black eyes was finally seen clearly. It was the true nature of cruelty and bloodthirsty that could not be concealed.

Even though they are the same person, they always feel that something is different.

Those eyes that dare not make people look directly at him, that compelling aura, and that aura that makes people feel awe-inspiring.

The black halo dissipated behind him, and the crackling purple thunder and lightning gradually disillusioned with his footsteps.

Like a dark man who came out of the depths of chaos.

He is the king, Jimo Qingcang.

Zhichen is better, a trace of joy flashed across his warm face

Yulin, Yuze, and Yufu were like pious admirers, their excitement was exposed in their eyes without hiding the slightest bit.

In unison, everyone knelt down on one knee, with their right arms piously placed in the atrium of their hearts, their voices were deafening
"Welcome my king back."

No matter how arrogant and lawless this group of people are in front of others, at this moment they are surrendering to this man who came out of the darkness.

Qin Tianyu, no, he is Jimo Qingcang.

I saw Jimo Qingqing's black eyes sweeping across the group of people, his thin lips lifted lightly, with cold indifference
"kindness"

With just a thank you, this group of people straightened up as if they had received such a great gift, their movements were clean and neat,

Yuze, Yulin, and Yufu followed Jimo Qingcang tightly as if they had rehearsed a million times, and stood still.

Jimo Qingcang glanced at everyone's faces with piercing cold eyes,
"Where's Yubu?"

Zhichen bowed in front of him, and said respectfully
"Yu Wei and Li Xin are dealing with affairs in the Ziyun Empire. Although they want to miss the king, they really can't get away from it."

Nodding his head to show his understanding, looking at the bloody corpse beside him, his voice was indifferent

"who is it?"

Yuze stepped forward, with a solemn expression on his handsome face

"Return to my king, the dead man sent by the Raksha Pavilion."

Jimo Qingqing's black eyes had no emotion other than coldness, and he didn't answer.

On the contrary, it was Yulin, whose voice revealed the determination to kill

"The people from the Raksha Pavilion were able to find this place. It really cost them money."

Xiang Tianjingxuan couldn't help frowning when he saw that Jimo Qingcang was so indifferent that he didn't seem like a real person.

How could it restore the memory, but even wipe out the warmth that was just on the body? !
He flicked his coquettish bright red sleeves, and in an instant his expression became careless.

Walking in front of Qin Tianyu, the voice is evil
"My Highness saved you just now, shouldn't I repay the savior?"

Jimo Qingcang's eyes were so cold to the bone, he looked up at Xiang Tianjingxuan, without saying a word.

Xiang Tianjingxuan hurriedly begged for mercy, swallowed his saliva and took two steps back, this pervert was the only one in this world who had such a cold attitude towards his savior.

"Okay, okay. I don't want anything else, but the plate of three-color cake that Little Anran gave you is given to me. It's offset like this, how can you be willing?"

Jimo Qingcang withdrew his bone-chilling eyes, ignored him, and ignored him as if he didn't exist.

Seventh Son straightened out his crumpled clothes, the sweat on his body was still wet, he stepped forward and bowed.
"The king is safe, Ziyun's great luck."

Jimo Qingcang lowered his eyes and remained silent, without saying a word.

My own king has always been very moody, and Qi Zi really thought about it for a long time, but he didn't know which sentence he said wrong.

Everyone focused their attention on Zhichen, asking this resourceful prime minister, is there something that made him unhappy?
Xiang Tianjingxuan came over, and called out in an indifferent voice
"Jimo~"

As he spoke, he scratched Jimo Qing's dark purple robe.

It's just that the hands haven't touched it yet, the crackling purple lightning carries the fierce aggressiveness, 'pop'

He brushed the back of Xiang Tianjingxuan's hand and passed by. If he hadn't dodged quickly just now, this hand might have been useless.

The evildoer's face was livid, and he couldn't help shouting:

"Is this how you treat your savior?! I want to go back and tell An Ran!!"

Jimo Qingcang frowned imperceptibly,... An Ran?

But it didn't interrupt his next order, looking at Zhichen with dark eyes, and said:

"Return trip"

Zhichen was taken aback for a moment, the return trip? !
It is time to return to the Ziyun Empire.

At first he thought that the master would deal with the matter here before leaving, at least from his feeling that the master should be very unusual to that woman named Yang Anran, on the contrary, he was a little unresponsive.

However, this is also reasonable. A woman as charming as Qingmeng begged for mercy in front of the king, so she didn't let the king take another look.

respectful way
"Yes"

Xiang Tianjingxuan's eyes flashed across the side, and he let out a 'tsk' sound from his mouth.

Watching the imposing, indifferent and terrifying Jimo Qingcang figure slowly receding in front of him.

I can't help but say
"Little Anran is still waiting for you. Didn't you rush back to find her just now? What's going on now?"

Even though he didn't name his name, Jimo Qingcang knew that the words should be addressed to him.

Turning his head, his indifferent eyes met Xiang Tianjingxuan's monstrous eyes, a trace of doubt flashed away, and then his indifference was like ice, piercing his bones

"An Ran, who is it?"

Xiang Tianjingxuan felt that he must have been struck by lightning, otherwise why would he have auditory hallucinations? !
Yu Wei and Yu Ze who were behind Jimo Qingcang didn't react at all, they just felt that Xiang Tianjingxuan's words were a bit strange.

Surprise flashed in the eyes of Zhichen and Yulin.

What's going on? !
　Dear readers, listen to me, this is really not cruel, believe me, it is really not cruel.

　　On the contrary, you will love An Ran and Tianyu's cute interaction next time.trust me! ! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)