Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

"Now, it's time to show up."

When he heard Zhu Feng's words, Xue Yun suddenly felt that his heart was squeezed, and even his breathing was choked.

But this is not just because she is nervous.

It was even more because the surrounding atmosphere became tense in an instant, as if the dark night around it was a dark curtain, and at this moment, the curtain shrank fiercely, tangling each of them invisibly.

Breath and heartbeat seemed to be suppressed.

She opened her eyes wide, looking at the invisible night.

I saw a person slowly walking out in the deep night.

This person, in total darkness, is like a person condensed from the night, and he almost merges with the night, and when he approaches them step by step and is illuminated by the shining flames, Zhu Feng’s A little light flashed in his eyes.

He said, "You finally showed up."

The other party still didn't speak, but stood there quietly.

Although he was completely dark, the eyes of this man were exceptionally bright, like stars in the night sky, with a power that penetrates the human heart and penetrates the human soul.

He looked at Zhu Feng.

Then his gaze moved to Xue Yun, who was frozen, as if his whole body was unconscious.

When the two people's eyes met, although there was no word, Zhu Feng clearly felt that even the campfire around him seemed to be violent.

It was only at this time that the surrounding soldiers suddenly discovered that there was a person who broke into the camp without their consciousness and appeared in front of the emperor.

Suddenly, they all raised their weapons, and someone shouted: "There are assassins!"

At this moment, Zhu Feng raised his hand.

Everyone immediately stopped a few feet away from them, and several soldiers said nervously: "The emperor--!"

Zhu Feng said: "All retreat."

"emperor?!"

"I said, all back!"

"..."

Everyone was very frightened by this person who appeared in the dark night and suddenly appeared in front of the emperor.

However, the emperor said so, they did not dare to defy.

You can only retreat step by step.

However, everyone did not dare to neglect, they all guarded around, staring nervously at the dark and tall figure.

At this time, he slowly raised his hand.

Everyone's hearts were raised immediately, and all of them silently gripped the hilt of the knife slung around their waist, but the next moment, they saw a pair of pale big hands slipping out of the dark robes.

A salute to Zhu Feng.

"Meet His Majesty the Emperor."

"..."

Zhu Feng's eyes flickered, staring closely at the hands and the owner of those hands.

It wasn't until he raised his hand that Zhu Feng could see that this man was wearing a dark cloak, and even his face was mostly hidden under the hood, only showing a little stout jaw.

When he spoke, the voice was unexpectedly good.

Clean and neat, as if Zhengming.

Although the tone is respectful, but in respectfulness, there is a hint of neither humble nor overbearing, even, faintly stubborn, just like his figure at the moment, even if he salutes Zhu Feng, it is as tall and straight as loose, as if the top of the mountain cannot let him bend waist.

Zhu Feng looked at those pale hands and said, "Then, should I give you a salute?"

"..."

"But, what kind of ceremony should I use to be worthy of your merits?"

"..."

The other party was just silent.

After a while, he raised his hand again and slowly took off the hood on his head, revealing his true face.