Fantasy: Start a Secret Pavilion

"What's going on?"

A voice suddenly came.

The moment they heard the sound, everyone present stood up straight and looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw a man standing there wearing a black robe with a long red dragon embroidered on it.

When everyone present saw this man, they didn't care about anything else and quickly knelt down before him.

"I'll wait and see the emperor!"

This man is naturally Luo Rong, the great emperor of Luo Lan Ye Kingdom.

Everyone knelt down one after another, except Chu Tian, ​​who sat quietly on the bench and looked up at the emperor.

Luo Rong also quickly noticed Chu Tian, ​​but with just one glance, he could see what was different about Chu Tian.

Although there was no aura on Chu Tian's body, Luo Rong could feel an invisible pressure just from Chu Tian's eyes.

He has been emperor for three hundred years, but he would not have been able to be emperor for such a long time if he had no vision.

And the next second, he quickly discovered the burning flame on Lin Qi's arm.

The flames had burned away all the flesh on his arms, leaving only a bone.

And the flames were still climbing up, as if they wanted to swallow his entire arm.

"What's with the flames on your arms?"

As soon as Lin Qihao heard what Luo Rong asked him, he immediately became energetic.

He turned his head and glanced back at Chu Tian, ​​who was sitting on the bench, with a sneer on his lips.

"Your Majesty, it was that blind human slave who did it! Not only did he attack me at the entrance of the palace, he also insulted me, saying that I was just a dog!"

"Wei Chen really can't stand such an insult, but he's not as skilled as others. After being injured by this guy, and then having his arm burned with flames, I ask you, the Emperor, to uphold justice for me!"

Luo Rong slowly flew down and took a close look at the flames on Lin Qihao's arm.

Soon, he discovered that there was something special about this flame that probably couldn't be cured by ordinary methods.

"Lift it up and show me."

Lin Qihao slowly raised his hand, looking extremely painful.

Luo Rong pretended to look at the flames, but in fact he had quietly transferred spiritual power into his arm, trying to extinguish the flames on it.

But soon, he discovered that the power of this flame was far beyond his imagination, and he could not extinguish it even with his own strength.

So Luo Rong had to turn his head and look at Chu Tian.

"I wonder if this fellow Taoist can put out the flames?"

As soon as Luo Rong said this, everyone present showed expressions of disbelief.

Could it be that even the Great Emperor can't deal with this flame!

Seeing that the emperor had spoken in person, Chu Tian stood up slowly with a smile.

"Of course there is no problem."

With that said, he walked to Lin Qihao's side.

Lin Qi looked at Chu Tian with a horrified look.

But this was not because he was deliberately acting for Luo Rong, but because he was really afraid of Chu Tian.

"Actually, the method is very simple."

Chu Tian said, looking at Lin Qihao with a smile.

But seeing this smile, Lin Qihao suddenly felt a chill crawling up his spine.

He wanted to refuse, but it was too late.

Chu Tian suddenly grabbed his arm, then raised his other hand and slapped him on the shoulder.

"Pfft~"

"ah!"

A burst of blood spattered out, followed by a scream, and Lin Qi's good arm was directly slapped off by Chu Tian.

"This way the flames won't erode other parts of his body."

After saying that, Chu Tian directly threw the broken arm on the ground.