Chapter 2520: Summoning the King of Tibetans

At ten o'clock in the morning, the sun was shining brightly, and the long silhouettes of carved beams and painted columns were winding and deep, as if there was no end. The echo of footsteps was light and crisp in the sky above the corridor. The brilliance of the sun placed a layer of golden brilliance on both sides of the corridor, with a beautiful and gorgeous beauty.

This is the residence where the King of Tibetan lives and it is also the place where Chu Tian pays homage to the King of Tibetans.

At the forefront of the team was an old woman with white hair, dragon bun, gold tassels inserted into it, black patterned clothes, and still had a light and healthy steps. She was the housekeeper of the Tibetan Palace and the nurse who grew up at Mei Duozhuoma. She was very burly.

"Young Marshal, the King of Tibetans is in the study, please!"

She pushed open the door with a calm expression, and her sideways were neither humble nor arrogant. Then she turned around and left with an indifferent look on her face. Chu Tian had already learned from Mei Duo that this old-fashioned woman was highly respected in the Tibetan Palace. Even the Tibetan Palace respected her three points, and even knew this backyard,

It’s just that she and Mei Duo can come without any reason, and other treacherous people will be killed.

This shows her special identity and the trust of the Tibetan king in the old woman! However, Chu Tian was not surprised. Judging from the old woman's age, she must have witnessed the rise of this generation of Tibetan kings and participated in the action of destroying the former Tibetan king, so it is understandable that she was responsible for being the Tibetan king.

The old woman gradually drifted away, and her figure disappeared without a trace.

Chu Tian turned his head back to the ancient wooden door, and then walked into the study calmly. Although it was in the dark and quiet study, he still felt a lit up. The first thing that entered his eyes was the only light source in the dark corner, without a single hair, a head that could be seen with oil.

Then, there were a pair of turbid eyes with the elderly, lit up in the darkness. These eyes reminded Chu Tian of the aging woman just now. Compared with the latter, the bald old man in front of him looked pale and powerless, and there was a dying breath in his vicissitudes of eyes.

However, despite his decay and old age, Chu Tian still judged him as the King of Tibetans.

No matter how old or disabled some people are, they also have the style of kings, such as the person in front of you!

"Young Marshal?"

The King of Tibetan sat behind the desk three meters wide rocking chair, asking in a plain voice, and his voice was as gentle as the wind passing through the door gap. It was impossible to hear clearly without listening carefully. Behind the King of Tibetan was a tall bookshelf, with all kinds of books on it, "The Analects of Confucius", "Diamond Sutra", etc.

The books were half-closed with carved glass, isolated from moisture and dust, and the glass was wiped clean and could not even find a trace of stains. The King of Tibetans was in the shadow of the bookshelf, only the little fire on his forehead was as if it was a lighthouse guiding the way in the dark.

"That's right, it's Chu Tian."

Chu Tian replied in a plain tone that although the King of Zang is the person in charge, a person with such a status represents the power of life and death, and the King of Zang is also the absolute decision-maker of the mountain city, Chu Tian still acts neither humble nor arrogant. He knows that the dialogue between the two is equal.

"Meduo likes you, but I don't!"

It seems "Leave her! Promise to leave her! Otherwise the consequences will be serious."

As he asked this sentence, several fierce murderous auras suddenly rose from the quiet and deep study room, locking Chu Tian tightly from different angles and directions. The entire study room instantly looked like an ice cave. Behind the bookshelf, there were at least three rare masters.

Although their aura was hidden, the murderous intent in their hearts swept towards Chu Tian like a huge wave, but Chu Tian was not afraid at all, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Meiduo is a good girl and an independent person. She will not be charmed by others."

"Unless, she really likes someone."

Chu Tian's face remained calm and he responded clearly: "Even if she really likes someone, it has nothing to do with fighting spirit, and a strong heart will not be bound by emotions; and Mei Duo has grown up, and she can be responsible for herself to the Tibetan Palace, so there is no need for the Tibetan King to worry about her."

“Too much nonsense!”

The King of Zao's eyes were slightly wide open, turbid and calm: "Do you don't want to leave her?"

Chu Tian exhaled a long breath, and his voice calmly added: "I can't even explain the relationship between Princess Mei Duo and me. Lover, friend, or passerby? It seems a little bit but it seems not, but it's all good no matter what. I will never follow your words and leave her."

Chu Tian raised his finger and murderous intention appeared:

"No one can threaten me! You, King,,,, not."

Chu Tian was on full alert. If the opponent launched an attack, could he avoid it? He was not sure about this small space because he didn't know what kind of attack would appear, which might be a crossbow arrow or a net cast. This might make it difficult for him to defend.

The distance between him and the King of Tibetan a three-meter-long desk also made him close to the possibility of the King of Tibetan taking the King of Tibetan as a hostage, which became a bit out of reach. He still maintained strong confidence because he believed that no matter how difficult the environment was, there were fighter jets, and fighter jets were often vitality.

"Chu Tian, ​​you are arrogant!"

The King of Tibetan raised his shiny head slightly, and a gleam shot out of his eyes: "I know your origin and understand your background, but it's not your turn to be arrogant on the territory of the King of Tibetans. Do you believe it or not, I can let you go out sideways with my order? Give you another chance."

"Leave Medo!"

The murderous intent behind the bookshelf is even more intense, and it is almost about to break through the air.

A faint sarcasm flashed across Chu Tian's face, and then he responded without any comment:

"Not possible!"

The King of Tibetans waved his finger: "Take it."

Two figures immediately burst out from behind the bookshelf, attacking Chu Tian from left and right against the dark walls on both sides, one man and one woman, moving very quickly. They did not use any weapons, but make people feel that they were weapons. In the blink of an eye, the man in the hidden uniform reached out and locked Chu Tian's throat. However, before he touched Chu Tian's body, the latter's finger gently brushed the man in the hidden uniform's shoulder. With this brush and press, his thumb and index finger slightly separated, as if the breeze was blowing on the hills, extremely gentle and natural, with an indescribable elegance.

However, as the wind blows by, the hills are in chaos.

The man in the hidden clothes couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes looking at Chu Tian's face. His hands were twisted and deformed like a pair of dragon whips, climbing up Chu Tiandi's right arm like a vine growing, firm and tight, but unfortunately he still did not stop Chu Tiandi's whisk.

flutter!

With a muffled sound, all the clothes on the man in the Tibetan clothes broke open. Chu Tian naturally and freshly covered the power of heaven and earth, his shoulders were like crisp tofu pieces, and they collapsed and collapsed. Blood quickly spurted out of the man in the Tibetan clothes' mouth, nose and facial features.

The whole body of the man in the Tibetan clothes collapsed, and blood was gushing out rapidly as his shoulders collapsed. However, there was no severe pain in his originally sharp eyes, only an unbelievable shock, and Chu Tian's face was filled with a faint smile and mockery, and there was murderous intent.

But he didn't kill him after all, after all, he was from the Tibetan Palace.

When the man in the Tibetan uniform staggered and fell to the ground and fell to the sky, a Tibetan woman in black also rushed to Chu Tian with a cold expression. Chu Tian turned his wrist and punched him out, without any fancy or skill, but just hit him out clearly and simply.

But there are absolutely few people in the world who can punch such a simple and clear punch.

The Tibetan woman with a cold expression was shaking her eyes, and she wanted to avoid it or retreat but was unable to do so. She heard a hissing sound, and her shoulders were impacted by Chu Tian's powerful energy.

The right shoulder of the Tibetan woman who was photographed by Chu Tian broke it apart like this!

Then there was a dull sound like a bronze bell in the ancient temple. A complex expression flashed in the Tibetan woman's eyes. Looking at Chu Tian who had not even touched her, her whole body was hit horizontally, and then she smashed heavily on the table in front of the King of Tibetans.

Bang!


Chapter completed!