Chapter 1689： Threat

Leng Wufeng looked at his gold medal, frowning sideways to avoid it, and did not catch it.

The gold medal suddenly collapsed and flew back to Chu Li again.

He smiled at Leng Wufeng and said, "Your Majesty does not want to see if he is yours?"

"Not a stingy gold medal," Leng Wufeng said in a deep voice.

He stared at Chu Li's gold medal with a heavy eye, and his heart was faint. He originally wanted to catch it. After all, it was his personal thing. He couldn't let it fall into the hands of outsiders. But when he was about to start, he suddenly felt dangerous. .

He was amazed, but he believed his instincts and avoided it directly.

Seeing Chu Li's determined look, he knew that he was right. Chu Li must have done something on the gold medal to give himself a strong sense of crisis. Shen Chu said: "What do you want, Chu Li?"

"If it wasn't for His Majesty's gold medal, then the trouble would be great." Chu Li shook his head and said, "This is what the new Secret Guardian Commander Meng Xiaoqi showed, and said that he was ordered to search the An Wang Mansion and to check the disciples of Guangming Holy Religion."

"Is there such a thing?" Leng Wufeng said in a deep voice.

Chu Li smiled: "Why is Your Majesty so unimportant? It's just a trivial matter. If you admit it, you will admit it. It will never be pushed to the commander of Mongolia. Isn't it too bad for the majesty of the emperor?"

Leng Wufeng snorted: "I really don't know about this. It seems that I need to take care of the secret guard house."

"Who is the leader of this Mongolian man, and has won the trust of His Majesty so quickly, is it a member of the Leng clan?" Chu Li smiled and looked at Leng Wufeng with a blink of his eyes, to see every minute movement and expression of him .

Leng Wufeng slightly squinted his eyes and shook his head: "Chu Li is not an outsider. It doesn't matter to say that you know it. Don't pass it on."

Chu Li nodded: "I will never talk."

"Uh ..." Leng Wufeng shook his head and sighed: "He is indeed a Leng family who has been out and hasn't been able to return for a long time. The blood of Leng's family is on his body, so I can trust him."

"Can the Mongolian leader hope to inherit the throne?" Chu Li smiled.

Leng Wufeng said busyly: "It's not possible like that."

Chu Li sighed: "So, if I kill him, the emperor will take revenge."

"... Yes!" Leng Wufeng's face changed, and he slowly nodded: "If you dare to kill him, I won't let you go anyway."

Chu Li smiled: "I'll give it a try and see if your Majesty can stop me!"

He said, suddenly disappeared in front of Leng Wufeng.

Leng Wufeng's face changed drastically, and then disappeared suddenly.

He had just disappeared, and an old monk with white beards appeared in the void behind him, his eyes were clear and bright, He Shi looked at where they disappeared, shook his head and sighed: "Amitabha ..."

"The master also came to this muddy water?" Chu Li suddenly appeared in place.

Tianshen field can restrain magical powers, but it can't restrain his Void Great Light Technique, come and go easily, and God can't restrain it. This is also the great strength of the Great Light Sutra, and it's the bottom of the heavens and heavens' top mentality.

The old monk stunned and sighed, "It's a good Chu donor, and it really deserves its name. It seems that the old uncle was discovered long ago."

Chu Li nodded: "Yes, the master's breath is weak, but he can't hide from me. Does the master really want to help me to remove me?"

"Your Majesty called the old grandmother to come over, not to kill the Chu donor, but to protect himself!" The Ming monk smiled and shook his head with a smile: "You have to forgive and forgive, why should the Chu donor keep up with it?"

Chu Li smiled: "I let him go, I was afraid to let the tiger return to the mountain. To hurt my friends and relatives, is it difficult for the master to guarantee that he won't do it? Your majestic master of mind should know."

"But the big season can't do without His Majesty." The Ming monk shook his head and said, "The Emperor Fu is becoming more and more powerful, and we need to work together to resist it. Powerless to return to heaven. "

"Without him, the big season will not die." Chu Liheng hummed: "Looking at Fa Yuan's face, please let the master leave quickly, I don't want to hurt the harmony with Da Lei Yin Temple."

"Amitabha ..." The Ming monk shouted a loud slogan: "The old man is offended, the old man is the old man, and the old man is the old man. Chu donors don't have to confuse!"

"Hmm ..." Chu Li shook his head and said, "The master seems to be really against me."

This sound of the Buddha rang through the whole god.

Leng Wufeng should be reluctant again now.

Sure enough, the next moment Leng Wufeng emerged from the void, his face glooming gloomily.

It was a shame and shame for Chu Li to turn himself around in a word and a figure. How had he been teased as an emperor!

The clear monk sighed: "When the grievances are reported, it is better to shake hands and make peace. This is also the blessing of the season and the blessing of life."

Chu Li laughed: "You are too naive, monk!"

He said looking at Leng Wufeng: "Your Majesty knows this taste?"

"Chu Li, you are too presumptuous!" Leng Wufeng shouted.

Chu Li smiled and shook his head: "I will be pretentious, what will your Majesty do?"

"Don't dare to kill you?" Leng Wufeng hummed.

The clear monk quickly waved his hand: "Slowly, Your Majesty, Lao Ma is not here to help His Majesty kill the Chu donor, but to persuade the two to stop Ge, and the two tigers will inevitably have a wound and complete others."

"Master, I really can't tolerate such a shame on him!" Leng Wufeng realized that he was anxious, and his heart was burning like fire, and he couldn't hide it. This is different from what the monk who had asked Mingming at first ~ www.novelhall.com ~ The Ming monk sighed: "Actually, the Chu donor didn't humiliate His Majesty much, just a joke."

"The master really thought he was a joke?" Leng Wufeng hummed with a calm face, staring at Chu Li deadly.

Chu Li smiled: "The master still understands me, it is really just a joke, Your Majesty is too serious, but it is also strange under Her Majesty, why is Her Majesty so tightly attached to this Mongolian leader."

He shook his head and smiled: "If King Ping encounters this matter, Her Majesty will not smell the wind and move, so anxious that he was teased by me?"

"What do you mean!" Leng Wufeng hummed. "I always protect my loved ones, and never allow others to add it!"

Chu Lidao said: "Your Majesty does the same, and so does His Majesty. We still have similarities."

"Chu Li, if you harm your uncle's loved ones, you're so strange!" Leng Wufeng gritted his teeth.

Chu Li smiled and said: "Your Majesty, how dare you do this to the government? As long as you act, I guarantee that the government of the twelve kingdoms will move, directly sacrificing heaven, and change your cold home!"

Leng Wufeng's face was gloomy.

When others say this, he will only be a big joke, but from Chu Li's mouth, he just feels cold.

Others have no ability to persuade the twelve kingdoms, but Chu Li is different. He is from the treasury, and is the son-in-law of the treasury. To the twelve kingdoms, he is his own and does not need to be alert.

And he has enough martial arts, enough backers, and more prestige.

He personally persuaded that the twelve government offices gathered in the national decree, and it was not difficult to sacrifice the heavens and change the heavens, and the Leng family was in danger.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Chu Li, coldly: "The loyalty of the Twelve Kingdoms Mansion is beyond doubt!"

Chu Li shook his head: "They are loyal to the big season, but they are not your cold family!"