Invincible God of War Chapter 917: Sitting flattery, we must also look at the right time

The woman in white did not get up.

After merging with the fire of life, her old face radiated vitality again.

The skin is crystal clear, and the silk is like a waterfall.

But at this moment, her face is full of helplessness.

The two Qilin Army and the two maids were persuading her, but she didn't seem to hear it, and there was a sense of persistence in her eyes.

The passing of time.

At this moment.

Whether it is Ren Wushuang and others, Zhuge Mingyang, or other unrelated people, they all feel that time flies so slowly.

There was only one morning, but it was as long as decades.

Finally!

Noon is coming!

It is early summer and the weather is not too hot, but many people are already sweating.

People looked at the central square, gradually calming down, their hands clenched together unconsciously.

Here, there is a tense atmosphere.

In fact, many people don’t know what they are nervous about?

This is the beheading of Qin Feiyang. What does it have to do with them? Why are you nervous?

But they just feel that they are almost out of breath, very depressed.

Huh!

Suddenly.

A gray-haired old man descended on the square.

Next to him, there is a middle-aged man wearing a golden armor.

As soon as the national teacher appeared, there was a mighty coercion rushing in all directions!

"Meet the national teacher!"

Under this coercion, the people gathered around the square, as well as the dark iron army, all knelt down and worshipped in fear.

"En."

The national teacher nodded, and then looked at the man with golden armor next to him.

The golden-armored man quickly took out a great teacher's chair from Qiankun's bag and placed it on the ground.

The National Normal University flicked his sleeves and turned and sat on the Grand Master's chair.

The golden-clad man took out the coffee table, teapot, and teacup, placed them one by one, and began to make tea for the Chinese teacher.

And this man in golden armor is not someone else, he is the leader of the Black Iron Army!

"This old bastard, I really will enjoy it."

In a restaurant to the south, a dark-skinned young man in linen stood in front of the window, looking at the Guoshi sitting on the Grand Master's chair, with a cold flash in his eyes.

It is Lu Zheng.

Huh! !

Suddenly.

Two people suddenly appeared in the room.

Lu Zheng sensed the breath of the two, turned his head to look at them, and said dissatisfied: "Uncle Hei, second grandpa, why are you here now?"

"Isn't it cut at noon? What's the hurry?"

The burly man cast a blank look at him, walked to the window, and asked: "What's the situation now?"

"The little cousin hasn't appeared yet, but..."

When Lu Zheng said this, his brows wrinkled.

"But what?"

The burly man and the old man in linen looked at him suspiciously.

"I had nothing to do yesterday. I went to the restaurants around and found a lot of unfathomable breath."

"I'm thinking, do these breaths have anything to do with my little cousin?"

Lu Zheng frowned.

"Unfathomable?"

The burly Daigo and the old man in linen looked at each other, their eyes full of surprise.

"You can't say it 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 human meridians.

Lu Zheng grabbed the gray stone, and a puff of battle spirit slowly poured into the stone.

Now.

An invisible wave overflowed from the gray stone and spread in all directions.

This wave of fluctuation is colorless, tasteless, and has no breath. No one notices it.

Suddenly!

The gray stone trembled slightly.

Following, the lines on the stone showed a faint golden light.

"What?"

"This is the light of the gods..."

The old man in linen and the burly man looked at the golden light, and their eyes trembled suddenly.

The burly man shook his head and said: "No, this should be the light of the gods of the national teacher."

But the voice of the future.

The gray stone in Lu Zheng's hand trembled again.

"There is more than one god!"

The pupils of the burly man contracted, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Om!

But it's not over yet.

The gray stone trembled twice again.

"Four gods!"

How could this be possible?

He looked at Lu Zheng and said, "Is there something wrong with the jade in the eyes this day?"

Lu Zheng's mouth twitched fiercely, and the burly man rolled his eyes, and put away the gray stone.

The old man in Mabu glanced at the crowd outside the window, shook his head and said, "There will be no problem with the jade in the eyes."

"Who are the other three gods besides the founding teacher?"

"Does our Great Qin Empire have so many gods?"

The burly man was surprised.

"They are not gods either."

"Analysis of the light emanating from the jade of the heavenly eyes, it should be the same as the national teacher, it is a false god."

"But the identity of these people is really confusing."

The old man in Linen frowned.

Lu Zhengdao: "Second grandfather, these are small problems, the key is why they are here?"

The old man Mabu pondered a little, and said: "I think it should be related to Feiyang, don't they come here for what?"

Lu Zheng was taken aback and asked: "So, we don't need to take action today?"

"I guess so!"

The old man Mabu nodded, but was not sure.

Lu Zheng glanced at the old man in linen cloth and sighed: "If this is the case, it will be fine, there is no need to alarm the big man again."

"Yes!"

"His old man can't withstand such a storm now!"

The burly man also nodded in agreement, with a trace of sorrow on his rugged face.

"Come on!"

At this moment, the old man in linen suddenly looked over the square, his old eyes flickering.

Lu Zheng and the burly man immediately calmed down and followed the old man's gaze.

At the same time.

The people in the nearby restaurants, as well as the people around the square, looked towards the void above the square.

Guo Shi also raised his head and glanced, but immediately withdrew his gaze, picked up the tea that the leader of the black iron army had made for him, and tasted it for himself.

Huh!

Under the eyes of the public, two figures appeared in the sky above the square.

One of them is the leader of the Qilin Army!

The other person is naturally Qin Feiyang!

But at this moment.

Qin Feiyang's hands and feet are tied with a black iron chain.

The iron chain can have a baby's arms thick, black light flashing, exuding a vague breath.

This is exactly the iron chain made of gravity divine iron, which can imprison the fighting spirit and power of living beings.

The leader of the Qilin Army led Qin Feiyang and landed in the center of the square.

Although he has been locked up in the God Prison for several days, he has been resting in the old castle, so his mental outlook remains the same as usual.

The only difference is that his eyes are colder than before.

He stood in the center of the square, looked around at the crowd, shook his head and said: "With so many people coming to watch, I really can count on Qin Feiyang."

The national teacher drank tea while he laughed and said, "Yes, you were the first person to shock the entire imperial capital when you beheaded. Do you feel very face?"

Qin Feiyang turned his head to look at the national teacher, with no joy or sorrow in his expression, and he appeared extremely calm.

"Are you afraid?"

The national teacher looked up at him and asked.

Qin Feiyang smiled sharply and walked towards the national teacher. As he walked step by step, the iron chains on his feet made a clattering sound.

"When death is imminent, you can still be so calm, just with this courage, it is enough to be awe-inspiring!"

In the Accord where Zhuge Mingyang was located, a young man in white clothes looked at Qin Feiyang with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

"Hmph, this is not calm, it is stubbornness."

Zhuge Mingyang snorted coldly, a strong hatred flashed in his eyes.

"Brother Zhuge, don't you usually feel calm no matter what happens to you? Why do you look a little anxious now?"

The young man in white was taken aback, turned his head and looked at Zhuge Mingyang in a puzzled way.

When other people heard this, they all looked at Zhuge Mingyang suspiciously.

As the young man in white said, when facing Qin Feiyang, Zhuge Mingyang became a little different from before.

Speak nicely, he lost his former demeanor.

It's a bit ugly, Zhuge Mingyang's current behavior is a bit of a villain.

Because of the prince?

But this is not reasonable!

Zhuge Mingyang used to work for the eldest prince, but he was only limited to his work.

Even if the eldest prince was killed by Qin Feiyang, Zhuge Mingyang would not lose anything, so he hated Qin Feiyang so much?

Or, the relationship between Zhuge Mingyang and the eldest prince is not so simple on the surface?

But about this.

Zhuge Mingyang did not give any explanation.

In the square.

Qin Feiyang also walked to the side of the national division, looked at the indifferent black iron army commander, and said lightly: "You have not forgotten the incident that attacked me in the Forgotten Continent?"

The dark iron army commander's eyes trembled slightly.

Although Qin Feiyang is now a prisoner, and although he is stronger than Qin Feiyang, looking at Qin Feiyang's eyes, a sense of fear uncontrollably develops in his heart.

"It seems that you have not forgotten."

Qin Feiyang smiled, looked down at the national teacher, and smiled: "I haven't dripped in these days, my mouth is a bit dry."

"Presumptuous!"

"Do you know what situation you are in now?"

The Dark Iron Commander shouted.

The national teacher looked up, squinting at the leader of the Black Iron Army, and said displeased: "Is it your turn to speak?"

"Sorry."

The leader of the Dark Iron Army quickly lowered his head.

"Sitting flattery depends on the timing. It is not always possible to shoot."

Qin Feiyang glanced at him playfully.

"This is true."

The national teacher nodded and smiled, showing no face to the Black Iron Army commander.

Because at the beginning, the Black Iron Army commander failed to attack Qin Feiyang, which made him very annoyed.

He looked up at the sky, there was still a little time before noon.

Afterwards, he glanced at the leader of the Black Iron Army, and said: "Hurry up and pour tea for your Royal Highness?"

"It's ~IndoMTL.com~The leader of the Black Iron Army quickly took out another grandmaster chair from the Qiankun bag and placed it next to Qin Feiyang.

Next.

He quickly cleaned out a teacup, twisted the teapot, and poured the tea respectfully.

Qin Feiyang sat down on the armchair, picked up the teacup, and took a sip from his mouth.

The tea tastes good, and the mouth is fragrant.

The teacher asked with a smile: "How is it?"

"It's OK."

Qin Feiyang nodded.

"Haha."

The national teacher smiled slightly and said: "If a person dies, there is nothing left. It is like this tea. No matter how good it tastes, there is no chance to taste it, but if you live, you still have a chance."