emperor cold concubine

Chapter 713
As the words fell, the murderous aura that rushed to his face was like the bitter cold wind in winter.

The black figure flashed and disappeared, and disappeared in front of his eyes like a ghost, as if disappearing out of thin air.

This is safe and different from the common martial arts moves on this continent. It is faster and weirder than ghosts.

Chu Fei lowered his eyes, holding a full cup of tea, without saying a word, without panicking.

Invisible breaths float around.

After only half a moment, Chu Fei's hand holding the teacup suddenly clenched a little tighter, his body turned suddenly, and the water in the cup flowed backwards like a waterfall, turning into rain swords and scattered around.

The tea interweaves with the airflow, forming a perfect circle in midair.

As the light yellow tea was poured out, Chu Fei shook his hand, and suddenly threw out the empty teacup in his hand.

boom!
click - click -

Blood splattered.

A figure as fast as a ghost slowly appeared in front of his eyes, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his body slowly fell to the ground.

On the fingertips with a strange black luster, there are still five embroidery needles ready to go.

Chu Fei naturally hung his hands by his sides, looking down at "Lou Yan" who seemed to be dying with no expression on his face, and said in a slow and indifferent tone: "Do you think that with only the power of 97 people, you can make ambition surpass this mighty Nine Kingdoms?" Is it the world? It's just wishful thinking!"

"You..." His lips twitched, but he couldn't answer the thousands of questions stuck in his throat. The person lying on the ground opened his eyes and stared at Chu Fei, "Why... what..."

Chu Fei seemed to know what he was going to ask, and said calmly: "You want to say that with your martial arts cultivation, I shouldn't be your opponent?"

His dead fish-like eyes blinked slightly, as if he answered Chu Fei's question, and at the same time wanted to get the other party's answer.

This was indeed something he couldn't figure out.

If he hadn't boasted that his skills were top-notch and unmatched by anyone, how could he have dared to deal with the master of Fengyilou and the master of the sixteenth hall alone without being noticed that there was nothing unusual?
He even deliberately studied the daily relationship patterns of the heads of Fengyi Building, and after nearly a month of screening, he decided to replace Lou Yan...

"Your martial arts are indeed extraordinary. I have almost never seen anyone use such kung fu." Chu Fei looked at him indifferently, and did not mind telling the other party the reason for his failure, "It's just that before you, you still There is a master of martial arts who comes from the same family as you, but whose speed is ten times faster than yours—the empress of the world today, who happens to be the mistress of Fengyilou."

Chu Fei had never really experienced Su Mo's skills.However, Biyue has seen it before, and has specially asked Su Mo for advice. If one day she encounters a master of martial arts similar to hers, how should she deal with it?

Su Mo naturally didn't hesitate to enlighten me.

Fengyilou's top masters spent five days tracking him down, firstly to find out his details, and secondly to test his martial arts skills, after five days, they gained a lot.

In a duel between masters, the outcome is only a matter of one thought.

Mastering the opponent's flaws and dead ends, defeating them in one fell swoop is easy.

Blood gushed out of his throat, and the last words seemed to have not been finished—perhaps, it should be understood that the words had not been finished.

It was rare for Chu Fei to answer directly and thoughtfully, which also saved his hard work, "You still have 96 companions, do you want to know their whereabouts?"

Dead Fish's eyes moved again with difficulty, and it was obvious that Chu Fei was the roundworm in his stomach, so he guessed right.

"96 people..." Chu Fei lowered his eyes slowly, as if recalling, but the memory was so clear that there was no confusion at all, "The nine people who secretly obeyed your orders have been divided by swords and thrown off the cliff to feed the wolves It's..."

"Ow..."

His throat rolled over, his body was shaken heavily, but he could only utter the single syllable with difficulty.

"You seem to think that the Azure Dragon King is particularly difficult to deal with, so you arranged eighteen masters to lurk beside him." Chu Fei continued, keeping his gaze on the other party's dilated pupils from shock, "Among the eighteen masters, , and there is another one who is very good at using poison. He poisoned the dignified Azure Dragon King without being noticed by anyone and succeeded-this is enough to show that your strength should not be underestimated. However, this still does not change anything .”

Chu Fei walked slowly to the table, picked up a cup again, poured himself a cup of half-warm tea, picked it up and took a few sips, regardless of whether the other party had died, let alone whether he could hear her He was talking about something, and said to himself: "Don't say that it is just a Qinglong king. Even if you control the four kings of the east, west, north and south, and take all the troops under their hands as your own, so what? You don't have the slightest chance of winning. Taking advantage of this world—and if Shuhe, Su Che, and Ye Yeqing are all so useless, what qualifications do they have to be the kings of all parties?"

The pupils gradually dilated, slowly dilated...and finally lost focus.

Chu Fei took one last look at the corpse on the ground, turned around, slowly opened the door and walked out.

In the cool night, facing the beautiful and smiling Biyue Louzhu, and Qingyang who was playing with a peach branch in his hand.

"Chu Fei." Qing Yang raised his eyebrows, his eyes were full of jokes and plausible complaints, "Does it take so long to kill someone? Listening to your nonsense showing off for a long time, I almost fell asleep."

Chu Fei glanced at him indifferently, "My name is Fifth Brother, neither big nor small."

Qing Yang rolled his eyes.

"All resolved?"

Bi Yue calmly said: "If everything is not resolved, do you have the face to go back to face the saint?"

Qing Yang lazily said: "No face."

After speaking, he turned and went back to the room.

"Go back to the palace early tomorrow morning, remember to prepare the carriage, it must be fully enclosed, don't be caught halfway as ten thousand taels of silver."

The corner of Biyue's mouth twitched, "It seems that there is only the portrait of this landlord on the arrest warrant, and the government will not arrest you if they want to."

"The landlord's words are wrong." Chu Fei said lightly, "The silver reward is not limited to the government, heroes and heroes from all walks of life in the world have the opportunity to receive this silver reward, it depends on who has the better ability. Besides, Jiang Hu There are many people who have dealt with me and Qing Yang, if we are recognized by someone, no matter how secretive the landlord is, he probably won't be able to return to the imperial capital safely."

"Chu Fei." Bi Yue frowned, "Why didn't I realize that you talk so much before?"

Could it be that after staying with Qing Yang for a long time, this long-winded habit has also been infected?

Chu Fei was stunned, and then said slowly: "When you are close to vermilion, you will be red, and if you are close to ink, you will be black. After following the landlord for a long time, you must subtly influence something, so that one day, you will not be mistaken for an impostor, and you will not be able to explain the waste of saliva." clear."

After finishing speaking, Shi Shiran stepped forward and went back to the wing to sleep.

Behind him, Bi Yue twitched the corner of her mouth and sighed deeply.

Majesty sweeps the floor.

(End of this chapter)