Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

Unexpectedly, the first speech seemed to be indifferent, just shrugged his shoulders easily and raised his eyebrows lightly.

"Since you are planning to do this, Your Majesty, then order it directly."

The man smiled, his unbridled eyes filled with a sense of humiliation.

Even Xiang Xing, who was watching a play not far away, felt that he really wanted to punch him.

Not to mention the Southern Border King who was directly provoked by him.

"...Well, this is what you said in your first words!"

Wu Yuejian was so angry that several blue veins popped out of his forehead.

His mind was hot, and he no longer hesitated at the moment. He took out a small bone flute from his waist and blew it in the sky.

Qingyue Xiaosu's flute sound was extremely penetrating, and instantly spread to the surroundings.

However, what surprised him once again was that no matter how many times he blew out orders to besiege, the surrounding warriors in ambush didn't encircle them.

The surroundings were deadly silent.

At this moment, Wu Yuejian suddenly saw that a slender man dressed as a shadow guard suddenly came to the side of the first resign at a very ghostly speed.

He presented a blood-stained token to his hands, and reported back: "Sir, the surrounding 'ghosts' have all been controlled."

"very good."

The first word pursed the corners of her crimson lips in satisfaction and nodded.

After a moment's pause, he suddenly turned his eyes to the side of Wu Yuejian, who was already terrified and unable to control himself, and spread his arms again needlessly.

He squinted his cold eyes sullenly, and his lips sneered even more, "King of the Southern Border, you seem to have brought a little bit of people, and the shadow guards who were alone were not careful, and they were all solved. How can this be done?"

"Otherwise, let's just change, let alone here, build a luxurious mausoleum for you, King, and bury you with the highest gift of my Haiqi..."

Although the first sentence was said in a tone that was close to a joke, the expression in his eyes was very frightening to Wu Yuejian.

He could see that this guy absolutely dared to play with himself!

Thinking of this, Wu Yuejian couldn't help taking a deep breath.

His eyes swayed in confusion, but it seemed that he suddenly remembered something, and his heart was inexplicably more confident.

He couldn't help laughing hard: "If you dare to end this great king here, you are not afraid of angering my elders in the southern border, and attracting Ba Yang and others to form an alliance with me in the southern border, and eyeing you, the Haiqi country known as the 'Golden Land'. Is there any more reason for the surrounding countries to encircle and attack you?"

After all, even Wu Yuejian admired himself immensely.

How could he come up with such a wonderful reason to escape!

Unexpectedly, the man in front of him still looked indifferent and frivolous.

Instead, he blinked his eyes and chuckled: "I don't care what Ba Yang and other congresses do... As for whether they will anger your elders in southern Xinjiang, that's really hard to say."

After the first words were spoken, the words suddenly changed.

"Speaking of which, Gu still owes the king, your own sister, the second crown prince of your southern border, Wu Yueqing, a favor, an imperial brother who sacrificed his life to rescue Gu in the Ximeng Grand Canyon, and the favor of King Anyang's first Lian. come..."

Speaking of this, the man even pretended to pat his head and curled his lips proudly, "Your Majesty, if Gu if you use the commanding power of the entire southern border to pay back this favor, will she be happy to accept it?"

"……you!"

Wu Yuejian's eyes were instantly shocked, and he couldn't help but take two steps back.