Chapter 042: People from Xingluo, do you think my Wuhun Palace is empty?

Soon, the end of the month is approaching.

Standing under the moonlight, Qian Renfeng saw that the situation at Yueguan was truly miserable.

Behind Yue Guan, Qian Renfeng saw two other figures, chasing them very quickly, and the distance between them and Yue Guan kept getting closer.

In terms of strength, just one glance at Qian Renfeng revealed that he was slightly inferior to Yue Guan, but he was still at the level of a titled Douluo, almost on par with Dugu Bo.

The two ninety-two and three-level titled Douluo, being chased by Yue Guan, made Qian Renfeng think of a certain saying.

Both humans and ghosts are showing off, only Yue Guan is being beaten.

The dignified level 95 titled Douluo had a huge footprint on his clothes, and his face was pale and even stained with dirt, full of fear.

What a disgrace!

"Your Majesty!"

Yue Guan discovered Qian Renfeng, quickly stepped in front of Qian Renfeng, and immediately knelt down on one knee.

Qian Renfeng hummed, and looked at Yueguan again. His breath was sluggish, and he was obviously severely injured.

Whoosh——

Two figures approached one after another, and when they saw Qian Renfeng holding a dark sickle under the night, they frowned at the same time.

Seeing this, Yue Guan hurriedly explained: "Your Majesty, I will go to the Star Luo Empire to handle matters according to your instructions."

"The Star Luo Empire does not respect martial ethics and sent three worshipers to deal with me. One of them was slightly more powerful than me. After defeating me, they let these two pursue me all the way."

"Things went wrong."

Qian Renfeng nodded slightly, indicating that he knew about this matter.

A long-distance pursuit,

The Star Luo Empire really showed off their prestige as one of the two major empires.

At this time, the two Xingluo priests reacted, recognized Qian Renfeng's identity, and immediately said: "Your Majesty, we are the Xingluo royal family's servants."

"I came here to ask the Acting Pope to return your Wuhun Palace to His Highness the Third Prince of our country, otherwise..."

Qiang——

The scythe made a soft sound.

Qian Renfeng raised his brows lightly and said in a cold voice: "What else?"

There were bursts of cold light, and the sharp blade on the sickle reflected the white moonlight on the faces of the two Xingluo worshippers.

The silent breath covered the two of them in an instant.

Cold, lonely...

In an instant, the two Xingluo worshipers were sweating like rain, breathing as heavily as old cows, and forced themselves to take a breath: "Our great emperor has passed down an oral message. Although the competition in our Xingluo royal family is cruel, it is indeed a mistake to allow the prince to cause trouble outside, but We cannot allow the royal family to be humiliated outside."

"His Majesty the Acting Pope, I advise you that it is best to return our Third Prince! The anger of our Star Luo Empire is not so easy to bear."

Their strength was inferior to that of others. At this time, the two Xingluo priests did not dare to take action rashly. They looked directly at Qian Renfeng and threatened him word by word.

"Yueguan, bring these two people into Wuhun City!" Qian Renfeng whispered: "Two titled Douluo also made it outside Wuhun City. Wuhun Palace has no such precedent!"

The voice fell.

Qian Renfeng just planned to turn around and leave.

Yue Guan's expression was slightly startled, but he soon breathed a sigh of relief.

Before Yue Guan could make any move, the eyes of the two Xing Luo worshippers narrowed at the same time.

Their eyes changed, and the two of them said in unison: "It seems that Your Majesty, Your Majesty the Acting Pope, has made a decision. In this case, the two of us will not disturb you more. If you still need to regret and report, there is no need to go to the city."

"Did I tell you to leave?"

Qian Renfeng's figure disappeared.

A ghostly figure appeared very suddenly behind the two Xingluo worshippers.

The death scythe was clamped on the two people's necks. A shallow blood mark split from their necks, and traces of blood dripped from it, and finally merged into the death scythe.

With the nourishment of blood, the aura of the Death Scythe becomes more active, and its humming sound constantly expresses excitement.

cold touch,

There was also a slight pain in the neck, the faces of the two Xingluo worshipers changed wildly, their breathing was rapid, and large beads of sweat dripped from their foreheads.

Light and shadow passed by, and the Death Scythe disappeared.

The next second, Qian Renfeng's figure had disappeared behind the two of them, and it was not until a long time later that a voice floated back:

"Next time, you two can stay."

Seeing this, Yue Guan hurriedly signaled to the two people who had chased him all the way, feeling that the depression in his heart was finally relieved a little.

The expressions of the two Xingluo priests were ashen.

Outnumbered, they looked at each other and reluctantly followed Yue Guan's leadership towards the main city of Wuhun.

The coldness of that moment was still lingering in their minds.

The coldness on the sickle, the intimate contact with the neck.

They had no doubt that if Qian Renfeng wanted to kill him at that time, they would have already separated their bodies.

And this last sentence?

Next time, you don’t have to leave? Does that mean you don’t have to leave? They didn't think Qian Renfeng would want them to stay as guests!

…

…

Papal Palace,

Although the night is still very deep.

At this time, Qian Renfeng was already sitting on the papal throne.

Yueguan entered the palace with two Xingluo worshippers. The two looked at Qian Renfeng, who was aloof, but they still had no idea what Qian Renfeng wanted to do.

The fear of the unknown gradually reached its peak at this moment.

"Ghost!"

"exist!"

"Go and bring Dai Mubai over!"

"yes!"

Qian Renfeng whispered, and the ghost's figure appeared instantly. As Qian Renfeng's arrangement fell, the ghost left again.

Back and forth, only a few breaths of time passed.

It wasn't until the ghosts completely left that the two Xingluo priests reacted belatedly, and the uneasiness in their hearts began to gradually dissipate.

Big eyes stare at small eyes, small eyes stare at big eyes.

what's the situation? !

You were always acting domineering before, why did you suddenly change your mind?

This is to...

The rhythm of giving back to the third prince?

After guessing for a while, the two of them gradually settled on their thoughts.

Thinking of being watched when they first entered Wuhun City, they felt that they had lost the dignity of serving the Xingluo royal family.

Now……

The two of them felt at ease again.

It turns out that Wuhun Palace is just a paper tiger. Qian Renfeng acted so strongly just now, doesn’t he have to choose to bow his head now?

Recalling Qian Renfeng's murderous intent at the beginning.

The more they thought about it, the more they felt they could understand it.

If they really had that kind of strength, they would have been completely cold by now, and they wouldn't be able to stand here.

After all, the two of them are worshipers of the royal family and work for the Star Luo Empire. A Spirit Hall should not dare to do anything to them.

On the Pope's throne,

Qian Renfeng looked at the eye contact between the two Xingluo worshipers with a calm expression.

Based on the sporadic changes in his eyes, he could almost guess the general content in his mind.

Hands clasped in front of you.

His deep eyes were like stars in the night sky.