Chapter 328 Unrespectful

Han Feng looked at the young man on the stage and couldn't help but look a little abnormal. He said softly, "It's really a coincidence." What kind of person was Fengshen? He immediately felt the taste of Han Feng's words and turned his head and said, "Do you know the prince?" Han Feng smiled and said, "It's just an unintentional fate. At that time, I didn't know the identity of the other party..." He didn't want to say more, so he turned his head and looked at it...

Han Feng's eyes were fixed in the camp of Tianmo, and his eyes couldn't help shrinking slightly. Although the other party is less than ten people. However, he can feel the infinite power hidden from these few people...

On the left head of Mormin, there stood quietly with a long-haired head, which had long gray hair, slightly curled and hung down to his waist. He wears a month-and-and-half-shaped seal on his head, with unspeakable evil in his eyes. The skin is like old bark, with pimples. However, Han Feng could feel the breath on his body, and he was not weaker than the wind god beside him...

Fengshen noticed the change on Han Feng's face and secretly said, "This head is a world-class demon of the Tianmo Empire, and people are extremely ***. An evil skill makes the world horrible... It's called Commandment Ghost Head... Be extremely careful of this person. You are definitely no match for this person now..." Han Feng secretly recorded the appearance of this person in his heart and was wary. Standing on Mormin's right head is a monk with a red gold face. The monk was dressed in a red robe, as if soaked in blood. His narrow eyes closed slightly, as if they were not disturbed by the noise of the outside world, but looked kind-looking. However, Han Feng could feel the faint breath from the other party that he was not weaker than the commandments beside him. Seeing that his eyes shifted to the fat monk, Fengshen already knew what he was thinking. He said, "This fat monk is the king of the Red Moon of the Heavenly Desert Empire. In the Tianmo Empire, he has a very high reputation, and his cultivation is extremely terrible... People call him the king of the law in red. Both of them are the world-class strong men of the Xuanhuang Empire, and their cultivation is in the virtual world. At this moment, they come with Moore Min, and there is a faint intention to demonstrate to the Xuanhuang Dynasty... However, the two did not dare to take action easily, because Li Jingtian had sent his apprentices to warn him that if the other party took action, the Xuanhuang Dynasty would also send a master in the virtual world, which must be a real battle. I'm afraid it will lead to unpredictable events...

Through the introduction of Fengshen, Han Feng has a general understanding of the visitors of the Tianmo Empire. Except for the commandment and ghost head, other people on the other side have not reached the realm of virtual realm, but their cultivation is at the peak of the realm of gathering. There is no good match. In particular, the masters in the other camp are all tall and burly, and should be above the people of the Xuanhuang Dynasty. Han Feng is not surprised by these. He is familiar with geography and understands that most of the desert empire is in the cold place, so the race is extremely tall and generally much higher than people in other regions. Most of their people have a deep nose, red and thick hair, blue eyes and rough skin... This also makes most of the people in the Tianmo Empire to be fierce and naturally powerful. The surrounding countries dare not easily provoke each other, otherwise, there is a danger of destroying the country just for some small things...

Han Feng's eyes swept over the other party's face and finally remained on a person at the end of the other party's team. He stood in the shadow of the crowd, and his clothes were not eye-catching, but Han Feng's eyes were unconsciously attracted by the other party. Because the breath emanating from the man's body made him unable to be like everyone else. Even among the extremely powerful people, he could not hide his unique temperament. This is natural generation, which cannot be used to practice martial arts and improve cultivation to make up for...

This kind of person, even if he wears the most shabby clothes, you put him in the most luxurious palace, will attract your attention... The man's head is larger than ordinary people, and his forehead stands out significantly forward, indicating that the person's IQ should be extremely strong. He was not tall, shorter than the ordinary people of the Xuanhuang Dynasty. Standing in the huge crowd of the Tianmo Empire, he only reached the shoulder of the other party, but the breath of others could not stop it at all and attracted the attention of others. His eyebrows are thick, and his nose is like a hill, standing on his big basin. The head is 45 degrees high, and the wide chest will remind people of a kind of monster called Nie Renxiong... Han Feng looked at the other party and felt a slight contraction in his heart. He felt an extremely dangerous breath from the other party. That's a strange feeling that can only be found in the most horrible Warcraft... However, the breath emanating from the other party did not enter the virtual world. Han Feng's feeling, the horror emanating from the other party, is not weaker than that of the commandment ghost head and the red-clad king...

The man reacted very quickly. When Han Feng's eyes only stayed slightly on the other party's body for a moment, the other party's high head suddenly turned around. A pair of snowy eyes, which were quenched by fire, shot at Han Feng like lightning. The eyes of both sides suddenly met in the air. Han Feng felt as if he had been hit on the chest. The other party also seemed to have an extraordinary feeling, and his eyes blinked. The eyes of both sides just met like lightning in the air, so they took them back...

Han Feng held down the tremor in his heart, but he didn't know that at that moment, there was also a huge wave in the heart of the man like a lion. His eyes are like electricity, and his cultivation includes his eyes, and ordinary people can rarely look directly into his eyes. But just now his eyes looked over, and the young man on the other party actually looked directly and his face did not change. His super spiritual power could feel that the young man's Zifu Shenhai was like Tian Dangshan Mountain, which made him have a feeling of depression...

I didn't mention the waves in the heart of the lion-like man, but at this time, the second prince just said that Prince Shadan of the Desert Empire wanted to marry Princess Xinlan of the Xuanhuang Dynasty at the age of 38. The two sides are good for Qin and Jin...

Fengshen sneered gently in Han Feng's ear and said, "This desert empire really wants to eat swan meat. Which royal family in the Xuanhuang mainland doesn't know? Although Prince Shadan of the Tianmo Empire is 38 years old, his IQ is only ten years old. That is what people often call a mentally retarded person, otherwise, how could the other party have Empress Dowager Xiao in power? The royal family in the world are all golden branches and jade leaves, and which one is willing to push their princess into the fire? They have a good calculation... Humph..." A trace of cold electricity flashed in Han Feng's eyes. Although he was not interested in the deception of these royals, as a member of the Xuanhuang Dynasty, he naturally had no good impression on these aliens...

When the second prince finished speaking, his anger gradually calmed down, and the gloom in his eyes became more...

The Momin messenger stood opposite the second prince, looking directly, and was not shaken by the power of the second prince at all. Like a clay sculpture, he let the second prince say angry words...

When the second prince finally finished speaking, he closed his mouth tightly, his sharp lips, and his lips like knives were tightly closed together. He turned his head to look at the dragon wood carving above his head, and never looked at Momin's messenger again...

Mormin finally waited for the opportunity. He opened his mouth gently, with a slightly hoarse voice and an exotic accent, but it was gentle and low, which was indeed the demeanor of a diplomat...

"Dear Second Prince, I know that the anger in your heart is burning in your chest like a fire at this moment. As the messenger of the Desert Empire, I still want to say my psychological words, because my words represent the great interests of both of us, not only belong to our great Desert Empire. I don't know if you have ever thought about it. The huge benefits brought by this?..."

Mormin is like a devil full of ** power. His deep blue eyes swept over everyone's face and continued: "If Princess Xinlan of your country marries our Prince Shadan, she is the queen of the Tianmo Empire. How can our Tianmo Empire treat her badly in the future? We are willing to use 72 cities as a bride price. The noble Empress Dowager Xiao will definitely treat her like a daughter. You and I are a gold and stone alliance stronger than gold and iron. As for the fishing peak, it was originally the prey of my Demon Cloud Emperor. The things in the world have always been inhabited by virtuous and powerful people. How can it be said that it is the thing of the Xuanhuang Dynasty? In this way, how to explain that the first generation of Xuanhuang Shengjun of your country conquered the whole Xuanhuang continent and won the world? ... Ha ha, for the sake of this golden stone alliance, my Tianmo Empire is willing to take this fishing for Aofeng as a bride price, which naturally shows our sincerity..." Mormin's tongue is like a lotus flower. Every sentence carries the power of enchanting, eloquent, but behind it is dominated by strength and temptation...

Han Feng secretly said in his heart that this man was indeed poisonous, and his words were seductive and beneficial. There is a reason why the Heavenly Empire sent this man here.

A voice suddenly sounded, "The things of my Xuanhuang Dynasty are naturally my things. If those who have power live in it, are tens of millions of people and millions of soldiers of my Xuanhuang Dynasty afraid of you?" Han Feng listened to this man's sonorous and fierce words. He couldn't help turning his head and saw a young Confucian student, wearing a seven-grade top, squeezed out of the many court officials. Although the rank of the man is low, he is an extremely inconspicuous little figure among the red tops gathered by senior officials...

However, this man is tall, with a strong look between his eyebrows, and he is so magnificent that people dare not insult him. He held his head high, with a sneer on his face, and stood there and said generously, "If you use the words of ordinary people of the Xuanhuang Dynasty, it is still smelling."

As soon as he said, he had already shouted several times, "Be presumptuous."

The speaker stood behind Mormin's followers. They all look angry. How can the envoy of the Tianmo Empire allow others to insult easily, let alone a dynasty under the river? They look down on these wide clothes and belts from their bones. They only pay attention to exquisite things, eat, drink, dress, drink and chat, and think that they are weak and never as good as Their fierce horse machete, the desert empire where falcons chase tigers... Sooner or later, their people will be the masters of this Xuanhuang continent. Today, I saw a thin and unattractive-looking seven-grade sesame official in the Xuanhuang Dynasty, who actually said rudely to their desert envoys. Why didn't he blow up his lungs...