Monarch of Evernight: Eighty-two confession

bsp;The Frost and Thunder Temple is not a big force in the neutral land, but no one dares to ignore its existence. The main reason is that the inheritance of the Frost and Thunder Temple is special, and gods will be born from generation to generation. And this generation has produced two great generals. No matter how weak a divine general is, he is still a divine general. Therefore, with Luo Bingfeng's aloofness, he would not be rude even if he did not know whether he was the enemy or not.

Carol practiced the power of thunder and had a direct temperament. She immediately said: "I heard that your subordinates captured a man named Song Zining. I hope you can hand him over to me. As for the required conditions, I will try my best. Done."

"It's Song Zining again." Luo Bingfeng's eyes gleamed with light, and all the objects in the conference room seemed a little distorted. Even the surface of the box where the thunder whip was placed began to float with thunder fire. Apparently, the thunder whip inside had reacted.

No wonder Luo Bingfeng was angry. Tingchao City had been turned upside down in the past few days, and the city guards suffered heavy losses. Many generals were killed in a row, and even the deputy commander was killed and injured. Although Yu Mingkang is alive, his ambition has been broken and his future prospects are greatly compromised.

So many things, in the final analysis, all belong to Song Zining. Now Carol is here because of Song Zining, so how can he not be angry.

Carol sat still, letting Luo Bingfeng's murderous intention fall on her.

At this moment, the figure of the mysterious woman appeared in the living room. Her soft power spread like spring breeze and rain, and the murderous intent in the room was instantly eliminated.

She sat down next to Luo Bingfeng and said apologetically: "I'm really sorry. Bingfeng is not in a good mood these days and has been rude. I hope Sir Carol won't take it to heart. But I don't know who Song Zining and you are. What kind of relationship is worth traveling thousands of miles for?"

Luo Bingfeng remained silent, looking at Carol with murderous intent still in his eyes.

Carol was never his opponent, and in Tingchao City, she had no room to resist.

Carol knew that this question was very crucial and said: "Actually, I am not here for Song Zining, but for Qianye. However, if you don't let Song Zining go, Qianye will not leave. So I want to ask , what conditions do you need to let Song Zining go?"

Luo Bingfeng raised his eyebrows and was about to have an attack. The woman patted his hand gently, comforted him, and then said: "Your Excellency Carol, what is your relationship with Qianye that makes it worth such sacrifice?"

Carol said frankly: "I have an agreement with him. This matter involves a dream that my family has had for many years, so I can't tell you."

The woman nodded and said: "Whether we let Song Zining go or not is not up to us. If you want him to leave, let Qianye come and talk to us. He has done so many things, and there must be an explanation."

Carol frowned and said: "So, the city lord and his wife just don't want to talk?"

The woman smiled gently and said: "It's not impossible to talk about this matter, but we have to let Qianye do it. As for the conditions, maybe when we see him, we will think of what we want."

Carol's face darkened and she said solemnly: "Even if that's the case, I might as well make it clear. If Qianye dies at the hands of the city lord and his wife, then Tingchao City will be Carol's enemy from now on. ! I may not be your opponent, but you can't live without Tingchao City, so if others in the city want to leave the city, they should be careful."

Luo Bingfeng raised his eyebrows, slapped the armrest, and said in a cold voice: "Hmph! How brave! If you hadn't come here just to follow the rules, I would have killed you right now!"

Carol showed no fear, **** for tat, and said: "If you kill me, my brother will naturally avenge me. Then I want to see who else is there in Tingchao City besides you, Lord Luo. I'm afraid my wife won't be able to escape."

The woman sighed softly, held Luo Bingfeng's hand, and persuaded: "Bingfeng, I came here sincerely, why bother? Besides, the cause of this matter is actually some people making the decision without authorization, so why should you? Did you do this for them?"

"But"

"No but. You go back to the courtyard first, I will come back later."

Luo Bingfeng nodded, glanced at Carol, turned and left. Only the woman and Carol were left in the meeting hall.

The woman looked at Carol calmly, neither angry nor afraid. For some reason, Carol actually felt a little guilty because of her calm and wise eyes.

"Your Excellency Carol is really determined." The woman's words made Carol's heart beat faster, and she was suddenly afraid of what she would say again.

Fortunately, the woman just smiled meaningfully and did not continue to play. Instead, she said: "We already know what Carol means, but how to solve it is not just a matter between us. I I will discuss it with Bingfeng, and maybe I will come up with conditions soon."

Carol didn't expect that she would be so easy to talk to, and her attitude softened and said, "Then I'll leave first and wait for your news."

The woman stood up to see them off, and then asked intentionally or unintentionally: "Are the people from the Song Dynasty here?"

"Song Clan?" Carol was startled, "I don't know, I have nothing to do with them."

"Oh, that's good." The woman sent Carol outside the house and turned around after she left.

Luo Bingfeng was sitting in the study at the moment, with his eyebrows furrowed and his eyes closed in meditation. Luo Yun stood nearby, waiting for instructions.

The woman walked into the study, saw this scene, smiled and said: "I have sent her away. It seems that she has nothing to do with the Song clan, she should just come here for Qianye."

Luo Bingfeng snorted and said: "This matter has become a big deal. If it is not resolved, Chaocheng's face will be lost. I am just a Carol, but I don't care about it." In the eyes."

The woman smiled and said: "Don't forget, she also has a younger brother."

Luo Bingfeng said coldly: "That may not be my opponent."

The woman sighed: "You, you have been in seclusion for so many years, but you have not changed your competitive temper. In fact, in my opinion, her requirements are not high. She is just afraid that we will kill Qianye. As long as If she’s not dead or maimed, she shouldn’t be our enemy.”

Luo Bingfeng said solemnly: "On the battlefield, swords and guns have no eyesight. Even if you are dead and disabled, what can you do?"

The woman rolled her eyes at him and said: "You have been a big shot for a long time. It's so easy to say that. If it weren't for you and me, who of all your subordinates could kill Qianye and become crippled? Not all of them. Is it just for being beaten? Even if you were a little slow in taking action, wouldn’t you let him escape?”

Luo Bingfeng was silent for a moment, then said slowly: "This boy is indeed very talented, the only one I have seen in my life. But it would be too arrogant to think that if you escape from me once, you will be able to do it a second time!"

"You are even competing with a junior. Okay, it's been a long time, we should go back. Can't we just leave the matters here to them?"

Luo Bingfeng did not object this time, stood up happily, and said to Luo Yun: "Just go ahead and handle that matter, use what I gave you."

Luo Yun agreed, turned and left.

"What is it? It's so mysterious." the woman asked.

"A small thing, not worth mentioning."

Seeing that Luo Bingfeng was unwilling to say more, the woman stopped asking.

At this moment, deep in the vast mountains, Ji Tianqing was running at full speed with Qianye on his back, and only stopped when he reached a beautiful valley with a spring-like scenery.

She threw Qianye to the ground, threw herself to the creek where the bottom was clearly visible, and drank hard until she was full of water. Then she took a deep breath, collapsed on the ground, and shouted : "I am so exhausted, Miss!"

Qianye struggled to sit up and said with a wry smile: "I'm not relaxed either."

Ji Tianqing's eyes widened, "You are just doing some auxiliary work, what do you call it?"