"Moon Clan?" Yu Pianpian frowned slightly, why would someone from the Moon Clan come at this time?
"Sister, let me go, you have a good rest," Qianqian whispered in her ear, then smiled, turned around and went out to open the door.
Yuan Ling, who was standing at the door, suddenly raised his head and looked at her with wide eyes: "You, how could it be you? What did you do to His Majesty!?"
Qian Qian smiled coldly at her and narrowed her eyes. The eyes that used to smile now had a cold and sharp light.
Yuan Ling shuddered hard, and a sense of fear rising from the bottom of her heart made all the nerves in her body tense up. She stared blankly at Qian Qian, not daring to express her anger.
what happened?
This person is obviously Su Qianqian, but why does it feel so scary?
It's like a different person
"Yuan Ling, the person standing in front of you is the next king of the Fire Tribe. Why don't you bow quickly?"
In the dark room, the cool and majestic voice of Demon King Yu Pianpian came.
Yuan Ling stared suddenly, as if a thunderbolt hit his head, and looked at Qian Qian in disbelief.
Did she hear it wrong? What did His Majesty just say? This Su Qianqian is the next King of the Fire Tribe?!
Wrong! You must have heard wrong!
How can a human be the king of the fire tribe?
Qian Qian looked at her shocked look, which was a bit funny, but naturally she was not in the mood to make fun of her at this time, so she said: "There is no need to salute, the people from the Moon Clan are still waiting outside, don't let people think that we the Fire Clan don't understand.
Etiquette"
These few words were spoken in a plain and simple manner, but they were sonorous and powerful, as if they contained a thousand pounds of power, which made people dissatisfied.
Yuan Ling didn't dare to say anything after hearing this, and quickly led the way.
Since His Majesty said it himself, maybe there is really a slight possibility...
Before she even reached the outer hall, Qian Qian felt a powerful force
Practitioners generally cannot feel the power of masters who are much stronger than themselves. Only when they are evenly matched, or from a much higher place, can they accurately feel or judge the opponent's strength.
It seems that people from the Moon Clan are really not simple.
The corners of Qian Qian's mouth slightly raised in a cold arc, and she continued to walk out.
When he walked to the outer hall and met the people sitting there, Qian Qian smiled and said, "It turns out it's the King of the West who has arrived. I'm rude."
In the outer hall, a man dressed in white, as cold and proud as the falling snow, is Lu Xifeng