"What's wrong with you?" His faint voice, his own mighty without anger, his voice was neither high nor low, but his thunderous aura and coldness. The man's face hidden under his beard and straw hat were terrifyingly cold.

As soon as the man spoke, a strange look flashed through his eyes by the envoys on both sides. He seemed to have never expected the man to speak at this time. He was shocked but quickly looked at his nose. Looking closely, he felt a kind of silent feeling!

An Fang was so smart. In the moment when everyone was surprised, he guessed that the man was definitely the leader of this group of people. Although he was dissatisfied with the man talking to him like this, his identity was too mysterious. He had to act cautiously, so he said, "I heard that Xiying... the Qi Qi envoy's injury is difficult to heal. I am here to see if he can help. I wonder if this person is?"

As An Fang said, he looked at the mysterious man sitting lazily beside him, and quickly turned his eyes to an envoy on the side, who was the envoy who presided over the competition a few days ago.

The messenger didn't even look at him, but turned his eyes to Minnazi, whose body was straight, too short and respectful, and his eyes were pious, as if he was the god from where the man sitting in front of him was, making him respectful.

"Can you cure her? Why do you?" The mysterious man did not answer the question of "Shang Han", as if he didn't take it seriously, but instead asked directly, with a strong disdain and sarcasm as soon as he opened his mouth.

There was a moment of stiffness in the corner of An Fang's eyes. The identity of this man became more and more mysterious. He should not be too concerned about the man's impolite behavior. However, his tone had already cooled down and he said, "It's time to try to find out whether he can be treated. It's better not to make a conclusion too early for this messenger."

"presumptuous!"

“Bold!”

"court death!"

The roar of Sansheng sounded in an instant. Three envoys of Xiying stood in front of the mysterious man with sharp and incorruptible faces, staring at An Fang fiercely. One envoy had even taken action and slapped An Fang with a palm. The palm was as strong as fire, fierce and powerful as the strong. The impeccable wind would put it on the package, leaving nowhere to hide!

An Jie's pupils tightened. Unexpectedly, these people took action because of his own words. And so suddenly, he was caught off guard and his movements were a little slow. However, he had all his skills, and not everyone had the mysterious man's unfathomable skills. An Jie's feet ran like thunder, retreated quickly, without seeing his old age at all, and his movements were swift.

The palm was stained with the corner of Ang Han's chest and clothes. He hid in time, but he was still hit by the fierce wind. He groaned and his face turned pale a little, but it was not a big deal. But just this made Ang Han feel shocked and frightened. A small envoy of Xiying actually had such skills. The purpose of Xiying this time was obviously not simple!

The mysterious man's eyes were bright, with sharpness and anger! But he disappeared in an instant, leaving only peace and said in a low voice: "King Kong, retreat!"

The man who took action stepped down without hesitation, and the other two men also retreated respectfully. The mysterious man's body tilted slightly and said casually: "I didn't expect that the civil officials of the dynasty would have unique skills. I really admire him. Since Prime Minister An is a hidden person, I must have the confidence to cure my subordinate. I just want to know why you want to treat Qiu Qi."

Carelessly? An Fang's eyelids twitched whenever this man said something, An Fang felt that his shoulders were pressed down by a mountain, and they were intertwined little by little, making him feel like he couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to kneel down!

An Fang was shocked. Who is this person? When did Xiying have such a peerless master who is hidden? He quickly used his internal strength to try to resist this huge sense of pressure and oppression, but what shocked him even more was that the more he resisted, the greater the pressure from the mysterious man, which made him almost breathless. In a short while, An Fang was already covered in sweat and his old face turned red!

"Don't you tell me?" He still had a casual tone. The man's eyes narrowed under his straw hat, and was stoked with a terrifying chill and cruelty.

"Can you tell this adult that it is not the final word of the original, because the original adult is not sure whether his guess is right. Why not, please let the original emperor show this girl first!" After not long, the name of this mysterious man changed and his tone changed from being rebellious to calm down.

But An Fang didn't think so in his heart. He had murderous intent on this man, and no one dared to treat him like this! This was simply a naked humiliation! He would never let this man live a good life! But the premise was that he had to survive.

"Oh?" The long tail sound seemed to have a very uncertain doubt. After a while, when the pressure had reached a critical point and was almost collapsed on An Fang's body, the man suddenly withdrew the gaze that had been watching An Fang and chuckled: "Since the prime minister of your country is so enthusiastic, it is hard to refuse. Please."

The moment the man withdrew his gaze, An Fang felt that the pressure everywhere on his body was like a surging tide, and it retreated in an instant, without leaving any left. The man was still high above and mysterious, but An Fang put it in the river that was thrown into the prehistoric world, and his whole body was wet.

An Fang was full of anger but was pressing down on him. He used his internal strength to dry his body, and then quickly walked towards the big bed, behind the curtain, lying... Perhaps his beloved daughter! An Fang was not sure, and the expectation that almost drowned out in his heart, he was confused and panic, which made him barely stop when he took a step in front of the window, because he didn't dare to move forward.

He cannot lose An Chuyi. An Chuyi is his only expectation and waiting in this world. With An Chuyi's existence, maybe one day, Xiao Lan will return to him. He has always been holding such an illusion, but without An Chuyi, everything he does will be meaningless and nothing.
Chapter completed!