Although the Dragon King had already made plans, he still couldn't help but tremble in his heart when he saw Feng Qingchen coming in cool black clothes.
For more than ten years, Feng Qingchen has always been dressed in black every time he went to the battlefield. Even now, he can never forget that under the Dragon City, a teenage boy dressed in black, pointing a sword at each other, acting vigorously, using the power of one person The scene where the rebels were defeated.
This black body seems to reflect the man's deeply hidden coldness, sinisterness, killing, and power in the world, making people tremble unconsciously.
The Dragon Emperor's fingers caressing the dragon chair curled up unconsciously, and he actually felt a flinch in his heart, but soon he secretly straightened his spine, looked at Feng Qingchen and said: "Uncle Emperor, An Ling The king¡¯s affairs¡¡±
Feng Qingchen raised his chin slightly, and the arc on his face was very clear and cold, "Has the Emperor reached a conclusion on this matter?"
The Dragon King said in a low voice: "I have found out that King Anling has been thinking a lot recently, is seriously ill, and is unconscious, so he would do such a treacherous thing. Now Prince An is entering the palace to report this matter. !¡±
Long Pingyang knelt on the ground and turned around in a circle, facing Feng Qingchen. His head was lowered on the ground. His throat had been hoarse due to Feng Qingchen's poison. It took him several months of recovery before he could barely make a hoarse voice. : "Uncle Emperor, please forgive my father. My father has been possessed by an evil spirit recently. It is indeed out of necessity!"
Feng Qingchen already knew this in his heart. He raised the corners of his lips sarcastically and asked, "You said you are possessed by evil spirits?"
Long Pingyang slowly raised his head while lying on the ground.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Long Pingyang has lost weight, his eyes are sunken, his face is pale, and he breathes heavily when he speaks, it seems that he was injured by King Anling last time, and his health has not fully recovered.
"Yes, dad has been having nightmares every day since arriving in the fiefdom, and his mind is a little unclear. Before coming to Longcheng, he took medicine for half a month. My grandnephew persuaded dad to come back when he is better, but dad doesn't want to come back. "Listen, I actually caused such a big disaster and almost hurt the emperor's uncle. Dad" Long Pingyang kowtowed on the ground again, "I ask the emperor's uncle to forgive dad!"
Feng Qingchen looked at Long Pingyang with increasingly cold eyes: "Your father is dead, are you here to apologize to me?"
Long Pingyang lay on the ground and nodded: "Uncle Emperor, please forgive me!"
Feng Qingchen sneered, and finally laughed forward and backward, but the eyes under the mask became colder and colder.
The Dragon King's expression changed slightly, and the expression of Long Pingyang, who was kneeling on the ground, also changed.
"Very good, very good!" Feng Qingchen stepped forward, squatted on the ground, put her palms silently on Long Pingyang's shoulders, held him down slightly, and said in a deep voice, "You said your father looked at you like this, he What do you think?"
Long Pingyang, who was lying on the ground, narrowed his eyes.
"I am your father-killing enemy!" Feng Qingchen's cold lips curled up, "Do you really not want revenge?"
Long Pingyang secretly clenched his fingers. He slowly raised his eyes, staring closely at the man squatting in front of him wearing a ferocious mask, who was as terrifying as the Underworld King of Hell. He spoke hard and hoarsely word for word: "Grandnephew" My son wants to take revenge, but he is possessed by an evil spirit and his grandnephew has no ability!"
Feng Qingchen stared at him and smiled: "Do you really believe that he is possessed by evil spirits? Don't you want to kill me to avenge your father?"
Long Pingyang was stunned for a moment, and his original action of touching the dagger at his waist was a pause.
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