Primordial Demon Venerable, you can't afford it

Chapter 493 Condolences
he came!
On the steps in front of the square, Luo Qianqiu walked slowly with his hands behind his back, climbing up the steps step by step.

Wearing a group of white clothes, Gu Youyue, who has an orchid demeanor, is beside him.

She held an oil-paper umbrella in her hand, keeping all the raindrops out.

Luo Qianqiu looked ahead with deep eyes.

It seems that Mr. Pianpian walked out of the painting.

Standing upright, there is a faint aura of soaring to the sky between the eyebrows.

The moment Luo Qianqiu appeared, everyone present stopped their movements.

All eyes were focused on him, as if he was a born bright sun.

The solemn square suddenly became dead silent!

"Who is he?"

Some people were impressed by Luo Qianqiu's temperament and couldn't help asking.

The people next to him were already trembling with fear.

"He... he is... Luo... Luo Qianqiu."

They couldn't believe that Luo Qianqiu dared to come here at this time.

Just two people.

Zhu Wenfeng frowned, and just as he was about to ask, Yun Feiyan who was beside him mumbled out three words.

"he came!"

Afterwards, he took a long breath and said again in an unbelievable tone: "Luo Qianqiu, he is here."

This is the person who blatantly committed murder in Zhu Wang's mansion.

At this moment, he was so arrogant that he went to Zhu Wenpeng's funeral in person.

Are you really not afraid of death?

"Is he here to mess things up?"

"..."

Breaking things?
If you are full, dare to run to the prince's funeral alone at this time and make trouble?

"I can't bear the pressure anymore, I guess I came to plead guilty."

……

One gaze after another fell on Luo Qianqiu.

After a while, Luo Qianqiu's words had spread to everyone's ears.

In the square, the soldiers who maintained order spontaneously surrounded Luo Qianqiu and Gu Youyue without waiting for Zhu Wenfeng's order.

Luo Qianqiu continued to move forward unhurriedly.

In his eyes, it seemed that he didn't see all this at all.

No matter how big the storm is, I will keep going forward.

The solemn atmosphere suddenly became tense.

No one on the scene spoke, and the crying voice did not know when it would stop.

Anxiety and restlessness are spreading.

"I heard that he is just a disciple of Tianxuanzong. I don't know where he got the confidence to oppose our Shuiyue Empire."

"I want to see what tricks he can play. There are so many of us here, and if he dares to come, it is tantamount to death."

Occasionally, whispered discussions sounded.

Most people's eyes are full of hatred.

Luo Qianqiu's killing of Zhu Wenpeng is equivalent to slapping everyone in the Shuiyue Empire in the face.

"You still dare to come."

Until then, Zhu Wenfeng, who had been silent for a long time, spoke slowly.

The tone was low, without much anger.

"Why, the prince is dead, and I'm here to offer my condolences, aren't you welcome?"

Luo Qianqiu stopped and looked at Zhu Wenfeng.

The eyes are like electricity, and the momentum is compelling.

Condolences?

Hearing these two words, everyone's faces twitched involuntarily.

What's the point of killing someone and now coming to offer condolences?
This is to want the prince to die without peace.

"Tianzi, do you want to take this opportunity to take him down?"

A soldier ran to Zhu Wenfeng's ear and asked in a low voice.

Zhu Wenfeng frowned, a little hard to draw a conclusion.

After all, this was his elder brother's funeral. If there was a disturbance, it would be a great disrespect to the dead.

"Let him go, I don't want to make trouble here."

Zhu Wenfeng forced himself to suppress the anger in his chest.

When the soldiers heard this, surprise flashed in their eyes, but they didn't say much, they stepped forward quickly, ready to drive Luo Qianqiu away.

"Wait, leave this to me."

Next to him, Yun Feiyan volunteered.

She was still angry about the last auction, how could she let Luo Qianqiu leave so easily this time.

"Luo Qianqiu, I admit that you are very courageous, but daring to come here to act wildly is no different from courting death."

"If you are sensible, you can kowtow a few times in front of the prince's coffin, and the emperor will not hold you accountable now."

"Otherwise, let alone the Son of Heaven, even I will not let you go."

"Understand?"

Yun Feiyan looked domineering, squinting at Luo Qianqiu, feeling superior to others.

Luo Qianqiu glanced at her, and said lightly: "You have the final say here?"

"Is this how you treat guests?"

Yun Feiyan frowned.

"You don't understand what I'm saying? Believe it or not, I'll make you look bad right now."

All eyes focused on Yun Feiyan.

She is in a good mood.

At this moment, she felt as if she was at the pinnacle of her life.

Luo Qianqiu looked at her and frowned, still indifferent.

Yun Feiyan also frowned.

Immediately, the footsteps moved, approaching Luo Qianqiu.

"Are you deaf, or are you playing dumb?"

While speaking, he already raised a hand to show Luo Qianqiu some color.

shuh...

However, suddenly, she felt dazzled for a while.

There was the sound of a long sword being unsheathed.

She was complacent at first, but the smile on her face froze in the next moment.

The palm of the hand stayed in mid-air, as if petrified.

Her pupils shrunk into a line, and after a long pause, she finally dared to slowly lower her head to look.

A long sword had reached her heart at some point.

The luxurious clothes have been punctured.

She could feel the cold tip of the sword touching her full chest.

If she moved, she would not doubt that Luo Qianqiu would stab the long sword into her heart without hesitation.

The audience was suddenly dead silent.

The sound of gasping for cold air sounded one after another.

Yun Feiyan, who was arrogant just a second ago, is like a bereaved dog at this moment, not daring to fart.

"I haven't settled with you for what happened last time."

"But... soon."

Luo Qianqiu suddenly raised his sword and struck her in the face.

Snapped……

The fierce force directly sent Yun Feiyan flying, and she rolled on the ground four or five times before stopping.

Yun Feiyan covered the bright red sword marks on her face, not caring who was soaking her clothes.

I can only tremble.

She didn't expect this sword, she didn't see how Luo Qianqiu made it at all.

Before, she still had some doubts that Luo Qianqiu did not kill Zhu Wenpeng, Duan Yuhen and others by virtue of her own strength.

But, now, a little bit of faith.

"Heaven... Son of Heaven."

The soldier who was going to drive away Luo Qianqiu was trembling at the moment.

"I've already given you a chance to get out, why do you have to force me to do it now?"

Zhu Wenfeng's face became more and more gloomy.

"I also gave you a chance, otherwise the sword just now would have seen blood."

Luo Qianqiu handed the Ling Tian Sword in his hand to Gu Youyue.

Continue to walk forward slowly.

"As a person, I have always respected the dead."

Cold wind blows.

However, Luo Qianqiu's words were colder than the cold wind.

In front of the coffin, the people who originally planned to offer their condolences immediately backed away when they saw him approaching, for fear of offending this evil star.

(End of this chapter)