evil witch

Chapter 143

It's just that he is the proud son of heaven, he has a perfect face, great strength, and forces spread across the four countries, what kind of woman doesn't have by his side?How could he fall in love with her, a chubby girl?She has nothing but skill, so how could such an ordinary woman make him fall in love with her?

But if he didn't like her, why would he want to get close to her?But if he really likes her, then why does he like her?

Now that Luo Fan has returned to the imperial capital, if he really likes her, this is the best time to win her heart, but, does he really like her?Even he himself can't figure it out...

"boom!"

A heavy slap on the table brought back his wandering sanity, he came back to his senses, raised his deep black pupils and looked up, and saw the man above him staring at him with a livid face and yelling angrily: "I'm following you!" Did you hear the words!"

"What did you say? I was distracted just now, so I didn't hear it." He said unhurriedly, his eyes fell on him, knowing that he would be livid with anger when he said those words.Looking at the man above, he glared at him with a sullen face. As long as he could remember, he couldn't remember that he had ever been kind to him. Is this his father?He really doubted whether his biological father was someone else, maybe, one day he would have to let someone check everything about his mother...

"You!" The king's face darkened with anger, and he stood up abruptly from his seat, pointing at Fran with trembling hand, wishing he could step forward and strangle him to death!

"I still have something to do. If my father has nothing else, I will take my leave first." He said, and was about to leave, but when he turned around, a violent shout came from behind him.

"Stop!" The furious voice carried a surge of energy, and at this moment, followed by the shout of anger, it attacked Fran fiercely.

If Fran was really an ordinary person who couldn't condense half of his energy, then this sudden burst of energy pressure would definitely cause some severe damage to his body.When he sensed this wave of energy attacking him, Fran, who was about to turn around and leave, paused, turned around slowly, raised his cold eyes, and coldly glanced at the glare on the main seat. looked at his king.

The coercion formed by the sky burst out from his eyes, fierce and soul-stirring, with the aura of looking down on everything in the world, a domineering and tough kingly aura that could not be concealed was released from his body And then, a powerful coercion permeated the imperial study in an instant, the pressure in the air seemed to be squeezed by something, frozen in mid-air, time seemed to stand still at this moment...

The king on the throne is not a fool. Under such a powerful and fierce coercion, he naturally noticed the change of Fulan's breath, and the anger in his heart gradually disappeared, replaced by an unbelievable wave of anger. Surprised, he opened his eyes wide and looked at the domineering and natural eyes of Fu Lan, who was as sharp as ice. For a moment, under those cold and seductive eyes, he actually floated from the bottom of his heart. I was terrified before, and shivered involuntarily.

What a terrible air pressure!What a scary look!He has never seen such a strong air pressure on anyone, it is a natural king's coercion, and what is in those cold eyes is the arrogance of looking down on everything in the world. The thick coercion released from him turned out to be so powerful, and he kept looking away, thinking that he was really just a frail and sickly person. King, how could it be that ordinary and ordinary thing in the pool...

The body was caught by the powerful coercion in the air, and he couldn't move a single point. The shocked king looked at Fran who was looking at him coldly in front of him in astonishment, and the cold sweat dripped on his forehead. It seeped out from under his eyes, and dripped on the desk in front of him. The coercion that burst out through Fran's cold eyes hit the king like sharp ice needles. Piercing through the skin into the body, the pain was too painful to speak.

"Everything is done in moderation. If you really make me angry, the consequences are not something you can bear!" With a strong warning in his cold voice, he glanced at the sweating king, flicked his sleeves, turned and left.

After Fran left the study, the coercion permeating the air gradually dissipated, and the king, who had turned all over, sat powerlessly on the seat, looking at the door absently, and his heart seemed to be stirred up. The turbulent waves hit his heart heavily, and he couldn't calm down for a long time. He was so shocked that he couldn't speak. Just one look could make him unable to move. The whole study room was filled with a powerful and fierce breath. His aura, he... How did he do it?
Thinking of how I treated him in the past, my heart that hadn't calmed down was raised again, my lips trembled slightly, and I wanted to drink a cup of tea to calm down the panic and fear in my heart, but I didn't know that the teacup in my hand was full of tears. Shaking vigorously, the tea in the cup overflowed drop by drop, spilling all over the table...

Night came quietly, the weather in December, at night, it was even colder, the cold wind in the air was whistling, making people involuntarily tighten their robes to cover the mess. Blowing cold wind...

However, when the doors and windows of this family were closed tightly and they stayed under the blankets to keep warm, there was a black figure wearing a wide robe and walking slowly on the roofs of the people in the imperial city, with black ink hair flying in the cold wind. , his robe was whistling by the wind, but he was walking slowly with a trace of bewilderment and bewilderment in his eyes...

Before he knew it, he actually walked to the Duke's mansion. Looking at the Duke's mansion, an inexplicable light flashed in his black pupils, he paused, and flew into it. Without alarming anyone, he came to Hill's yard and looked at the room where the lights were turned off. He tapped his toes, came to her roof and sat down, his eyes fell on the In the dark night sky, it has not moved away for a long time.

The night wind was whistling, shaking the trees in the yard and making a rustling sound. The night wind carried traces of cold air, and when it blew past his body, there was a trace of pain. Blowing in the wind, letting the black hair flutter with the wind, letting the cold wind blowing across his body, he has been sitting quietly, sitting still...

(End of this chapter)