The Lord’s Empire - 1312. Chapter 1312

“Crazy woman!”

Zhao Fu couldn’t help screaming at once, but he didn’t have a trace of resistance, and the weapons of the state were forcibly suppressed.

Feng Qiang painted a cold face, and while walking towards Zhao Fu, he said, “Bite man! If you hadn’t had the highest dragon and phoenix, now my Highness would have you die.”

“However, you are extremely useful to this Highness, so this Highness will still enshrine you as an emperor, but you will spend your entire life in the cold palace, so that you can’t betray your Highness and rule your slutty nature.”

“Now you can also ask your Highness to make a promise that only belongs to your Highness, and kill all of your women, maybe your Highness will forgive once.”

“roll!”

Zhao Fu’s eyes were staring, and he shouted angrily.

Feng Qiang’s picture is expressionless, her eyes are full of coldness, “It seems that you have to suffer some hardships to surrender under the skirt of your highness, and you must remember that you are the thing of your highness. The right to express opinions.”

“boom!”

Feng Qiang’s painting stretched out a snow-white jade hand. As soon as he caught it in the void, Zhao Fu was caught in the air by an invisible force. A force blasted Zhao Fu heavily, spouting a large mouthful of blood, making Zhao Fu bones. Several broken.

Zhao Fu was also seriously injured immediately, his breath weakened, and his body was weak in midair.

Feng Qiang painted a little bit of anger in her heart, showing a slight smile, and came to Zhao Fu, took off Zhao Fu’s face mask, raised Zhao Fu’s chin, and stared at Zhao Fu, “Do you know that you are wrong now? My Highness, my Highness will spoil you well in the future. How could the slut next to me have my own palace.”

At this time, Feng Qiang’s painting plans to be hard first and then soft, wanting to completely subdue Zhao Fu.

But Zhao Fu looked at her coldly, gritted his teeth and said, “Don’t dream, I can’t be a concubine as a woman. From now on, I must surrender you to my feet.”

Feng Qianghua laughed lightly when she heard this, and said contemptuously, “Do you know who your Royal Highness is? Even the general might not dare to talk to me in this tone.”

Zhao Fu raised his head with a hint of arrogance, “You are just an emperor! Then you can know the identity of the son.”

Now Zhao Fu has nothing to do. He intends to use his saint-level bloodline to scare Feng Qiang painting, because this is holy blood, implicated in the holy country, with the deterrence of the holy country, even the strongest empire must be afraid of a few threads.

Hearing Zhao Fu’s self-proclaim, and the haughty tone, Feng Qiang’s expression in the painting condensed, and there was a bad idea in her heart.

In Feng Qiang’s paintings, there is the highest emperor blood, which is already regarded as the highest bloodline in the heavens. No one can surpass it, and it is equal at most, because the emperor-level peak bloodline is already a limit.

This was also the reason why Zhao Fu couldn’t break through the emperor blood and upgraded to holy blood no matter what, if it weren’t for the awakening of the Purple Dragon Star, Zhao Fu would not be successful using any method.

Today is the first time that Feng Qiang’s paintings have seen someone. Some disdain for her peak imperial blood. Feng Qiang’s paintings feel extremely ridiculous, like a poor beggar mocking a rich man without money. As Zhao Fu, how could he be qualified to say this? talk.

In the age when the Holy Kingdom was not born, her bloodline was the top bloodline in the world, and no one could surpass it.

“boom!”

A power that surpassed the emperor and transcended the sacred, surging like a tide, causing the world to fall into fear, and began to tremble constantly. At this moment, Zhao Fu burned the sacred blood, and burst out a power belonging to the blood of the sacred level.

Feng Qiang’s face suddenly changed, and her emperor-level pinnacle bloodline was trembling. This was really the power of the holy blood.

Thinking of this, Feng Qiang’s painting was shocked and she couldn’t help taking a step back, her face was a little pale. This was the first time someone had asked her to do this, because in her capacity, she knew many rumors about the Holy Kingdom.

Seeing her like this, Zhao Fu naturally understood Feng Qiang painting’s fear of the Holy Blood, so he said in a stronger tone, “Now that you know the identity of the Saint Son? The Saint Son persuades you to let the Saint Son go. Otherwise, the Renfeng Empire will not leave a living.”

Feng Qiang’s painting suddenly smiled, “How is it possible for a person to have only a ninth-level cultivation base? And even if you are a holy son, as long as your highness takes you back now and canonize you as a concubine, it will strengthen you. If your Highness conceives your child, your Holy Nation can’t take the Human Feng Empire like that.”

“Furthermore, with the blood of your Highness, as well as your identity and status, so as not to be weaker than the Son, your Holy Kingdom should be very satisfied with this marriage.”

“Now my Highness has to have you. Before, you just made my Highness interested. My Highness also intends to bring you back. Only in the future can I cultivate my feelings. But now my Highness must get you, so I can rest assured that my Highness will be pampered. Yours. giggle…”

The beauty of Feng Qiang’s smile is so beautiful that everything in the world is overshadowed, and she is immersed in her smile.

But Zhao Fu stared at Feng Qiang’s painting angrily. He didn’t expect the power of the Holy Blood to explode, which had a counterproductive effect. Not only didn’t Feng Qiang’s painting let her go, but it also made her more determined to catch herself back.

Although Lin Dapeng and Xiangqianqian were confined to one side, they could hear them. At this time, they were shocked. They didn’t expect that Zhao Fu had such a big background, and he actually had Saint-level blood. A few threads of fear.

“Fine Concubine, my Royal Highness will take you back immediately.” Feng Qianghua smiled and stretched out his jade hand to grab Zhao Fu.

boom!

Another incomparable force came suddenly, and Feng Qiang’s eyes condensed. This time she could be prepared, raising her hand with the same force.

“boom!”

Two invisible forces collided in the sky, making a huge sound, setting off a terrible shock wave, but it was obvious that although Feng Qiang painting was strong, it was far from the opponent of that force, but that force did not harm Feng Qiang. Painting, it just shook her back a few steps.

At the same time, Zhao Fu’s body was free again, and the imprisoned force disappeared. There was no hesitation that Zhao Fu quickly disappeared in place after using the Void Cloak to teleport.

Feng Qiang’s painting said angrily to the sky, “Teacher! Don’t go too far. This is the private matter of our Feng Empire. If you are stopping, your Highness will be really welcome. You can only let Feng Jun from the Feng Empire. Shot.”

There was also a gentle and gentle voice in the sky, “Little girl Feng! You don’t need your Feng Empire to scare the deity. That person was invited by the deity. His identity is far more complicated than you think. It must be treated with caution.”

Hearing this, Feng Qiang’s expression became serious, and it seemed that Zhao Fu’s identity was indeed not simple.

Lin Dapeng and Xiangqianqian have been shocked. They understand that they can speak in the sky, but what is the origin of Zhao Fu?