Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant's First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine Chapter 3

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Chapter 3

Nan Yan's heart jumped out, feels terrified looking at the tall figure.

The large fire outside the Palace Hall was still burning, being so near to the light she was unable to clearly see the man's appearance. She could only thorough see, a fearless man in military armor, appeared ruthless. The long sword he was holding, s.h.i.+ned from the intense fire; giving off a sense of an unpleasantly chilly feeling.

There was even some blood left on the point of his sword. As that man walk all the way in the room. The blood dripped behind him!

When he strode towards the bed and upon seeing Nan Yan in the bed, he promptly wrinkled his brow and howled:

"What!"

His tone was filled with doubt and surprise. He did not think he would happen upon such a scene. Nan Yan lifted up her head, with the help of intense fire outside was able to catch a glimpse of this man.

He was probably a little more than thirty years of age, a handsome appearance, but unlike most ordinary men his facial features were deep and sharp like an unsheathe sword, giving a sharp sense.

Even at this time, Nan Yan saw his cold face she was also stunned.

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, gliding down from her face. Nan Yan bowed her head to look down, only to find that the original quilt covering her had already slipped down. Her chest was like a beautiful springtime scene, and all present before the eyes of this man. In particular, the glow from the intense fire outside the door was s.h.i.+ning on her body, the snow-white skin was s.h.i.+ning even more.

On one side it was like a sharp sword, on the other side it was like the fragrance of frosted, powdered, white jade skin….

This feeling has a type of odd significance. But it makes people feel a little uncanny temptation.

The man's originally indifferent gaze, at this moment also slightly flickered.

At this moment the fire outside started to s.h.i.+ne even brighter. The intense fire unexpectedly had already started to burn the beams of the Qin Palace. The fire broke out on the roof, and soon swallowed up several layers of drapery at the door. A group of drapery that had burned to the ground was swept up by the wind blowing and came straight towards the man's back. Nan Yan yelled in fear: "Be careful!"

The man's brow wrinkled up. But his head did not turn. He swung his long sword with a backhand the blaze of fire was caught by his sword. He flicked it aside into the corner, causing the corner of the room to burst into flames.

The fire sparked in all directions but the man from the beginning till the end did not blink once.

What a terrible man!

Although at this time the fire fiend intense all around her, yet Nan Yan was still more fearful of this man's acuity and cold-heartedness.

When he finished the task, he turned again and looked around. Sharp eyes looked around the Qin Palace, as if looking for something. Looking at those sharp eagle-like eyes Nan Yan faintly understood.

The Emperor!

He was certainly came here, naturally, searching for…the Emperor!

And this man, he was wearing a sword, wearing armor, and his body was dripping with blood. Apparently he slaughtered his way into the palace.

Who exactly is he?

As Nan Yan thought about this, the man had looked at the whole Qin Palace thoroughly and made sure that there was not a third person, so he turned around and did not look back.

Nan Yan was suddenly anxious.

The Qin Palace has been ignited fire. Does he really want her to be buried in flames when he leaves? Seeing that the man had reached the door, Nan Yan's heart hurriedly rushed out from a weak sore throat and with a slightly trembling voice…

"Your Majesty, please save me!"

Translated by:tinethecute

Edited by:Kage Sag