Ji Wushuang didn't say anything from beginning to end, but just nodded slightly occasionally. Half of the crescent mask hanging on his face blocked half of his face

I can't see clearly what he looks like. It's just that the fleeting pressure when he appears is really invisible

So no one dares to doubt his authenticity. Since the emperor believes that he is true, he must be true.

The emperor raised his hand and waved it, and the musical instruments of the singing and dancing performance were performed, just like a real plain welcoming banquet, music started, singing and dancing rose to peace.

Everyone present was uneasy and was really afraid of the cruel legend of Wushuang, and his back felt cold.

Ji Wushuang sat quietly on the high position, watching the performances on the stage one after another. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and the soft light in his eyes was very similar to a gentle young man, as gentle as jade

No one can tell him or her bloodthirsty person. During the process, he kept chatting with the emperor, his tone was very gentle, and Leng Ye was smiling along the way.

"Respect the Emperor of the Southern Kingdom." After another song and dance, the silent and gentle voice opened his mouth.

"Brother Ji doesn't have to be so polite. If you have any care, just say it. If Brother Ji doesn't dislike me, I am willing to make friends with Brother Ji." Leng Ye said kindly repeatedly.

"Who is that lady?" Ji Wushuang pointed at Tong Qianqian's direction with his slender finger for a long time

The emperor looked in the direction of Ye Yimu and the others, and saw two girls with similar figures and veils. They didn't know who Ji Wushuang Finger was from a distance.

But Xiao Luzi looked at Leng Ye and said a few words in a low voice.

"Haha, it turns out that Brother Ji is talking about the legitimate daughter of Tong's Mansion, the general of Zhenguo. What? Could it be that Brother Ji?"

Leng Ye was in a good mood. If it was really as he thought, would Zun Nanguo be able to surpass Jinxiguo and become the number one power in the entire Yangming continent soon? He just sacrificed a woman.

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Feeling the same gaze, Ye Yimu raised his head again and looked around for a week, facing Ji Wushuang in the high position.

Ye Yimu really wanted to ignore the naked eyes, but the playful and weird eyes seemed to be staring at her, which made Ye Yimu very uncomfortable.

With the thought moving, four golden needles quickly passed through the crowd at an invisible speed and dispersed above the platform.

Not far away from Ji Wushuang's body, he was blocked by some kind of force. It was a powerful force, and the power seemed to be about to smash the golden needle emitted by Ye Yimu.

Before I could think too much, Ye Yimu immediately took back the golden needle with an idea.

Wow, it's true that he is a master. Ye Yimu's mouth slightly raised under the veil. How long has it been since he used force? He wanted to be a beautiful woman quietly...

The performance on the stage continued, and everyone seemed to have their own conspiracies. They were suppressed and turbulent.

With a calm mind, Ye Yimu's eyes flashed with a sharp light. The thought moved again, and the twelve golden needles passed through the crowd at a faster and more ruthless speed and flew towards the platform again.

Ji Wushuang, who sat high, raised his mouth a little deeper, and even his eyes were full of spirit. Even if he couldn't see his complete face at this moment, he could clearly feel that he was in a good mood.

Of course Leng Ye also felt that he saw this and felt how wise his decision was. Since ancient times, heroes have been sad to pass the beauty, and the same is true for Ji Wushuang.

Ji Wushuang is not in the mood to Guan Leng Ye's thoughts gently waved his left hand, and Eleven and Jin Needle were forced to deviate from their original track and bounced back in the direction they came.

But one of them quickly broke out and stabbed Ji Wushuang's chest with thoughts.

Ji Wushuang took care of himself and had no time to react, and instinctively used the force, and the golden needle deviated from the position with the force. But he still stabbed Ji Wushuang's left hand back.

A small drop of inconspicuous red liquid flows out from the pinhole of Ji Wushuang's back of his hand. Such a bleeding amount is simply ignored in ordinary people's eyes.
Chapter completed!