"mean!"

Li Yinhu suddenly turned his head and stared at Zhou Ping'an, gritted his teeth and said, "You guys are really trying hard!"

Zhou Ping'an smiled and ignored Li Yinhu's words. He said, "Thank you for the praise of King Zhao. I haven't finished my words."

"There is no absolute in this world, so just in case, the official asked Your Highness to take another insurance, that is, bring King Zhao to see it with your own eyes."

As he said that, Zhou Ping'an stretched out his fingers and pointed around him, saying, "In this dark night, I wonder how many pairs of eyes are looking here? In a folk saying, "In a not-so-slightly, the yellow mud has fallen off the crotch and cannot be washed clean."

"Hahaha!"

Li Yinhu, who was already extremely nervous, was completely lost in his mind by Zhou Ping'an's last laugh. He roared, grabbed Zhou Ping'an's collar, and roared: "Zhou Ping'an! Are you afraid that I will kill you!?"

The collar was held by Li Yinhu, and Zhou Ping'an was not angry or anxious. He just looked at Li Yinhu quietly, his smile gradually calmed down, and he said softly: "I'm afraid that the lower officials will only have one life, of course I'm afraid of death, but King Zhao should be even more afraid, because King Zhao has only one life."

"Will King Zhao be willing to use your life to exchange for peace?"

"Your Highness now sees that you are useful and you haven't killed you, but if you attack your subordinates, you will be anxious. Do you guess these Jinyiwei arranged by Your Highness have received the secret order to kill you immediately if you go crazy?"

Every word Zhou Ping'an penetrated Li Yinhu's heart deeply.

This was the first time he had met such a terrible person.

He was plotted by Li Chen before, but he never won once, but that kind of loss was only when he reviewed the game later that he realized Li Chen's unfathomable depth.

It was a feeling when facing the sea.

But Zhou Ping'an in front of him felt like an abyss.

An abyss that would pull him into anytime, anywhere.

This person's poison is even more powerful than the Gu he raises.

Hidden under his gentle mask is the real demonic face.

Seeing that Li Yinhu couldn't speak, Zhou Ping'an raised his hand and pried Li Yinhu's hands one by one, then took a step back and sorted out his clothes. He bowed slightly and turned around and left after the ceremony.

The cold wind was cold, and Li Yinhu stood alone in front of the corpses all over the ground, feeling cold all over his body.

At this moment, on the high building in the distance, a figure silently saw all this in his eyes.

Because of the distance, she couldn't hear what they said, but she clearly saw that Li Chen and Li Yinhu came together in front of the corpse of the senior officials of her sect. The two of them were still very intimately hooking their backs, and Li Chen seemed very happy.

Then another person she didn't know said something to Li Yinhu. Although the two had some disputes, it was obvious that the person she didn't know was at a disadvantage. Finally, she bowed and retreated voluntarily.

After watching all this silently, the night wind blew, lifting a corner of her veil.

Her feet were floating in the air, one inch above the ground, and the saint's eyes were cold.

At this moment, as if he was feeling something, Li Yinhu suddenly looked up, but what he saw was a shocking glance before the figure left.

That unique and holy white touch made Li Yinhu's teeth crunch.

Calculate it!

Everything was calculated by Zhou Ping'an and Li Chen!
Chapter completed!