Chapter 917: Flattering also depends on the timing

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The woman in white did not get up.
After merging with the fire of life, her original face, which was slightly old, exuded vitality again.
The skin is crystal clear and the silk is like a waterfall.
But at the moment, her face was helpless.
The two Qilin troops and the two maids were persuading her, but she didn't seem to hear it.
Time is passing.
At this moment.
Whether it is Ren Wushuang and others, Zhuge Mingyang, or other unrelated people, it feels that time passes slowly.
Obviously, there is only one morning, but it is as long as it has been for decades.
at last!
Noon is coming!
It is early summer now, the weather is not too hot, but many people have sweated out.
People looked at the central square and gradually quieted down, their hands clenched together unconsciously.
There is a tense atmosphere here.
In fact, many people do not know what they are nervous about?
This is beheading Qin Feiyang, what does it have to do with them? Why are you nervous?
But they just felt like they were breathless and depressed.
Uh!
suddenly.
A gray-haired old man descended on the square.
Next to it, there is a middle-aged man in gold armor.
As soon as the National Teacher appeared, there was a mighty coercion, rushing in all directions!
"Well see the country teacher!"
Under the shroud of coercion, the people gathered around the square, as well as the black iron army, were all fearful and knelt to worship.
"Yep."
The National Master nodded, then looked at the man next to the Golden Armor.
The gold-clad man quickly took out a Taishi chair from the Qiankun bag and placed it on the ground.
The national teacher's sleeves flicked, and he turned to sit on the Taishi chair.
The Jinjia man took out the coffee table, teapot, and teacups, and after placing them one by one, he began to make tea for the national master.
And this man in gold armor is no one else, it is the leader of the black iron army!
"This old really enjoys it."
In a restaurant on the south side, a dark-skinned sackcloth young man stood in front of the window, looking at the Chinese teacher sitting on the Taishi chair, his eyes flashed with coldness.
It is Lu Zheng.
Uh! !
suddenly.
Two people suddenly descended into the room.
Lu Zheng sensed their breath and turned to look at them, dissatisfied and said: "Uncle Black, Grandma, why are you here now?"
"Don't you just cut it at noon? What's the hurry?"
The burly big man glanced at him and walked to the window and asked, "What is the situation now?"
"Little cousin hasn't appeared yet, but ..."
Lu Zheng said this, his eyebrows tightened.
"But what?"
The burly man and the old man in Azabu looked at him suspiciously.
"Nothing happened yesterday. I went to the restaurants around me and found a lot of unfathomable breath."
"I was thinking, does this breath have anything to do with my little cousin?"
Lu Zheng frowned.
"Unfathomable?"
The burly Dawu and the old Azabu looked at each other with surprise in their eyes.
"You can't tell clearly, you can see for yourself."
Lu Zheng took out a gray stone.
This stone is simple and unpretentious. At first glance, it looks like an ordinary pebble.
But above, there are extremely complicated lines, and those lines are like the meridians of people.
Lu Zheng grabbed the gray stone, and a ray of fighting slowly poured into the stone.
Now.
An invisible wave overflowed from the gray stone and spread out in all directions.
This volatility was colorless, tasteless, and breathless, and no one noticed it.
suddenly!
The gray stone trembled slightly.
Immediately following, the lines on the stone showed a touch of golden light.
"what?"
"This is the light of the gods ..."
The old Azabu and the burly man looked at the golden light, their eyes flickered violently.
The burly man shook his head and said: "No, this should be the light of the gods of the state master."
But the voice did not fall.
The gray stone in Lu Zheng's hand shuddered again.
"There is more than one god!"
The pupil of the burly man contracted, and his eyes were unbelievable.
Buzz!
However, it is not over yet.
The gray stone twitched again and again.
"Four deities!"
The burly big man's eyes widened, how could this be possible?
He looked at Lu Zheng and said, "Is there something wrong with Jade Eyes?"
Lu Zheng's mouth twitched fiercely, and he looked at the burly man with white eyes, and then put away the gray stones.
The old man of Azabu swept the crowd outside the window and shook his head: "Tianyan Shenyu will not be a problem."
"Who are the three other gods besides the founding teachers?"
"In the Great Qin Empire, are there so many gods?"
The burly man was suspicious.
"They are not gods."
"The analysis of the light emanating from the jade of the of the sky should be the same as the national master, just a false god."
"But the identity of these people is really confusing."
The old sackcloth frowned.
Lu Zhengdao: "Second grandfather, these are small problems. The key is why are they here?"
The old man of Azabu pondered a little and said, "I think it has something to do with Feiyang, otherwise what are they doing here?"
Lu Zheng was stunned and asked, "So, don't we need to take action today?"
"I guess so!"
The old man of Azabu nodded, but he was not sure.
Lu Zheng looked at the old man in linen, and sighed, "If that's the case, you don't have to alarm the big brother."
"Yes!"
"He old man can't stand such a storm now!"
The burly man also nodded his head, with a trace of sadness above his rugged face.
"coming!"
At this moment, the old man of Azabu suddenly looked over the square, his elite eyes flashing.
Lu Zheng and the burly man immediately stabilized and looked down at the eyes of the old man in linen.
Simultaneously.
The people in the nearby restaurants and the people around the square looked at the void above the square.
The National Teacher also looked up, but immediately withdrew his gaze, picked up the tea that the Dark Iron Army commanded him, and tasted it himself.
Uh!
Under the public attention, two figures appeared in the sky above the square.
One of them is the command of the Kirin Army!
The other person is naturally Qin Feiyang!
However at this moment.
Qin Feiyang's hands and feet were tied with a black iron chain.
The iron chain can have the baby's arm thick, and the black light flashes, exuding a faint atmosphere.
This is the iron chain made with gravity iron, which can restrain the fighting spirit and strength of people.
Qilin military commander tied Qin Feiyang and landed in the center of the square.
Although he was imprisoned for several days, he has been quietly resting in the old castle, so his mental appearance remains the same as usual, with no change.
The only difference is that his eyes are colder than before.
He stood in the middle of the square, looked around the crowd, and shook his head: "So many people come to watch, I really can see Qin Feiyang."
While drinking tea, the Guoshi teacher chuckled and said, "Yeah, you were the first person who shocked the entire imperial city when beheading, did you feel very respectful?"
Qin Feiyang turned his head to look at the master of the country, and he looked very calm and joyless.
"Afraid?"
The national teacher looked up at him and asked.
Qin Feiyang smiled sharply and walked towards the National Master. As he walked step by step, the iron chain on his feet made a clattering noise.
"You can still behave so calmly when you die. The courage alone is enough to be awesome!"
Inside the Accord where Zhuge Mingyang is located, a young man in white looked at Qin Feiyang with a trace of appreciation in his eyes.
"Huh, it's not calm, it's stubborn."
Zhuge Mingyang snorted coldly, a strong hatred flashing in his eyes.
"Brother Zhuge, don't you always feel calm no matter what happens to you? Why do you look agitated now?"
The young man in white was stunned and turned his head to look at Zhuge Mingyang in a puzzled way.
Others heard the words and looked at Zhuge Mingyang suspiciously.
Indeed, as the youth in white said, when facing Qin Feiyang, Zhuge Mingyang became a little different from before.
To put it more bluntly, he has lost his demeanor.
It's hard to say that Zhuge Mingyang's behavior now has the taste of a villain.
Because the big prince?
But this is not reasonable!
Zhuge Mingyang used to work for the great prince, but it was also limited to effectiveness.
Even if the eldest prince was killed by Qin Feiyang, Zhuge Mingyang would not lose anything.
Or, is the relationship between Zhuge Mingyang and the crown prince not so simple on the surface?
But for this.
Zhuge Mingyang did not make any explanation.
on the square.
Qin Feiyang also went to the National Division, looked at the indifferent leader of the Black Iron Army, and said lightly: "You haven't forgotten the incident of attacking me on the forgotten mainland?"
The eyes of the Dark Iron Army shuddered slightly.
Although Qin Feiyang is now a prisoner of the ranks, although he is stronger than Qin Feiyang, looking at Qin Feiyang's eyes, he felt an uncontrollable feeling of fear in his heart.
"It seems that you haven't forgotten."
Qin Feiyang chuckled, looked down at the National Teacher, and said with a smile: "The drip has not entered these days, my mouth is a little dry."
"presumptuous!"
"Do you know where you are now?"
The black iron army commander shouted.
The national division looked up, squinting at the leader of the black iron army, and said unpleasantly: "Are you your turn to speak?"
"I am sorry."
The leader of the Dark Iron Army quickly bowed his head.
"It's a matter of timing when you flatter, not all times."
Qin Feiyang glanced at him playfully.
"This is reasonable."
The national division nodded and smiled, and did not give the black iron army a face.
Because at the beginning, the black iron army commander attacked Qin Feiyang failed, which also made him very annoyed.
He looked up at the sky, and there was a little time before noon.
Afterwards, he glanced at the leader of the Dark Iron Army and said, "Shall we show tea to your Highness?"
"Yes."
The leader of the black iron army quickly took out a Taishi chair from the Qiankun bag and placed it next to Qin Feiyang.
then.
He quickly washed out a teacup, twisted the teapot, and filled the tea respectfully.
Qin Feiyang sat on the Taishi chair with his buttocks, picked up the tea cup and put a sip on his mouth.
The taste of the tea is good and the taste is fragrant.
Guo Shi smiled and asked, "How is it?"
"Okay."
Qin Feiyang nodded.
"Ha ha."
The National Teacher smiled slightly and said, "If a person dies, he will have nothing, just like this tea. If it tastes good, there is no chance to taste it again, but if it is alive, there is still a chance of everything.
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