Night Emperor Crazy Concubine

243 Chapter 19 Meeting Between Wind and Cloud [-]
"Yun Rui, I'm looking forward to the moment when I will compete with you in the future." Feng Qi looked at him indifferently, but there was a trace of disdain in his eyes, "So, don't do stupid dying struggles anymore, This is not your style. If you really want to continue to resist, apart from expressing disappointment in your hysteria, today’s ending will not change in any way—oh no, it may be wrong to say that, destroying a country’s army is the same as destroying The number of people who will die in the armies of the two countries must be different."

After finishing speaking, he smiled lightly, "If you don't believe me, you can try it."

Yun Rui couldn't help coughing again, and tried to breathe lightly to relieve the severe pain in his chest.

"Master..." Fu Cang frowned, and quickly made a decision in his heart, "Master needs to heal his injuries as soon as possible, and can't stay here any longer."

Yun Rui frowned tightly, as if he was suppressing the pain, but also as if he was weighing the pros and cons, as if after a long time, he finally said: "Retreat."

"Yes."

After Fu Cang finished answering, he took him away.

"If Emperor Yun is interested, you may wish to stay and see after the healing is over, and how the good show will be staged later." The clear and pleasant female voice behind her, always carrying her unique languid breath, said slowly. At the same time, there was a clear killing intent in his tone.

Yun Rui didn't answer, and let Fu Cang lead him out of the ring.

Today his goal has been accomplished, between Feng Qi... the outcome has been decided, there is no need to stay any longer.

Everyone noticed the direction they were leaving, which was Lingzhou City next to Phoenix, and they couldn't help but feel shocked.

Yun Rui's 15 troops are currently stationed in the Lingzhou City barracks.

The faces of Ye Lintian and Jimo Tsing Yi seemed to be painted with a layer of ink, gloomy, with gnashing of teeth and unbelievable anger.

Solitary palm is hard to cry.

Even Bei Yan has retreated, what else can they sing?
"I'm very displeased with what happened before today." Feng Qi stood with his hands behind his back, his cold eyes slowly glanced over the many masters in the arena, the invisible coercion was like a commander of an army inspecting his body The army, people can't help but exude a kind of awe-inspiring aura from the bottom of their bones.

His eyes seemed to sweep over everyone, but he clearly didn't see anyone, indifferent and disdainful, which made these men who walked on the edge of the knife all the year round also feel an indescribable sense of oppression.

"Before, someone uttered nonsense at my conferment ceremony, and was ordered to be executed by the staff. I thought that this act could deter some people's provocative psychology. However, in the end, the truth finally told me that the world is big, and there will always be some stupid and shameless people. Those who are not afraid of death are trying to arouse my anger."

In the arena, the short commotion caused after Yun Rui's defeat finally stopped completely, and the surroundings quickly returned to a dead silence.

Even these masters of the rivers and lakes, the leaders of all parties, who usually never put the imperial court in their eyes, and acted their own way arrogantly, seemed to be involuntarily shocked at this moment, unable to make any sound.

"Soldiers and horses from the six countries moved together, proposing marriage, forcing marriage, trying to force me to submit?" Feng Qi's mouth was slightly raised, with endless ridicule and contempt, "I have the right to take this as a joke."

Take it as a joke.

A light sentence, but undisguised contempt, contemptuous ridicule, like a trick played by a few immature children. They thought they were very smart, but they couldn't get on the table at all.

Ye Lintian's face was contorted and ugly, and the expression in his eyes was gloomy and cold.

Feng Qi didn't even bother to look at him again, and continued indifferently: "If it wasn't for my queen who wanted to play, you would have a deep understanding today of what it means for a real emperor to be angry and leave dead bodies everywhere. But it doesn't matter , under the queen's gentle methods, since there are still people who swear to die against me to the end, I naturally don't mind letting him see how ruthless my methods are."

After finishing the words neither serious nor serious, Feng Qi raised his eyebrows slightly, and said calmly: "Chuanying, tell them, those who don't want to die can choose to leave immediately, or stand within a radius of fifty feet of the arena by themselves. Don't move inside."

Chuan Ying respectfully responded, and conveyed Feng Qi's words with internal force.

When everyone heard the words, they were slightly shocked, and puzzled expressions appeared on their faces.

Leave, or stand within a radius of [-] feet of the ring and don't move?
Why is this?

Emperor Fengcang wants to deal with Ye Lintian, isn't the two countries going to war?
Thinking this way in their hearts, everyone couldn't help doing so. Those warriors who were far away from the arena, those warriors who were not well-known or powerful in the world, couldn't help approaching the center of the ring.

No one chooses to leave.

Although some doubts arose in their hearts, they couldn't resist the curiosity in their hearts, and they almost couldn't wait to know what would happen next.

And some tea shed owners who were asking for money for tea started to close their stalls and go home after hearing what Chuanying said.

They just came to do business to earn a little household income, and they didn't want to put their lives on it.

Ye Lintian and Jimo Tsing Yi, who were silently watching all these movements, looked at each other slowly at this moment, their expressions were a little solemn, and they even began to feel uneasy.

After a brief rage and embarrassment, they smelled a bloody murderous aura.

They are very familiar with this breath, because they themselves are decisive kings of a country.

The courtier made a mistake, and when they became murderous, they had this kind of aura.

Ye Lintian couldn't guess what Feng Qi was going to do next. Although this place was close to the border of Fengcang, there were still so many people from the rivers and lakes. Even if he was angry, he couldn't declare war with Qinglan and Linyue right now.

And if he doesn't use his troops, what kind of ability can he have to teach a country's army an unforgettable lesson?

Is it the forces on Phoenix Mountain?

How many masters are there in the Ling Xiao Pavilion?Even if they are dispatched together, how can they compete with the army?
Or, Feng Qi's purpose is just to get rid of him, the king of a country?
That's obviously even more impossible...

Countless thoughts flashed through Ye Lintian's mind, but in the end, no matter how clever he and Jimo Tsingyi were, they never expected that the next scene almost knocked them out of their wits, and left an indelible shadow in their hearts for the rest of their lives. As for the actual confrontation between the two armies on the battlefield in the future, all the willpower will be broken, and the hundreds of thousands of troops will be defeated easily...

A long whistle sounded in everyone's ears, and everyone was almost taken aback.

In an instant, all eyes were turned to the ring, with doubts, nervousness, and a little bit of uncertainty in their eyes, as well as speculation about a certain possibility...

(End of this chapter)