This kind of existence lies below the Emperor of the Empire and above millions of people.

Not to mention the empire, just talk about some dynasties that want to develop, every year they select women with pure souls in their own territory, send them to the forbidden area of ​​the dynasty, and receive relevant training and influence.

Among the thousands of pure women with gods, there are only a few who are lucky enough to finally get the recognition of the heavens, touch the heavens' thoughts, gain very little power of fate, and become the saint of the dynasty or the empire.

As for the other women who failed to be elected, they would not be allowed to return to their respective homes, nor would they be allowed to marry. Almost all of them were sent to the Temple of Destiny to become the daughters of Destiny and continue to touch the will of God.

Of course, this is what it is done on the surface.

But in fact, there will also be some beautiful daughters of fate who are given as gifts to some great people. Among the heavens and all realms, many noble nobles with noble identities are proud of having a concubine with a daughter of fate.

Just like on earth, many officials are proud of having played with female stars, and even formed a secret comparison in this regard.

There are stories of outstanding young men meeting and falling in love with the daughter of fate in many dynasties and even in empires. Some people are even blinded by love and abducted some daughters of fate who have become saints and become idols envied by countless men.

Of course, the consequences of such idols are extremely miserable. Whether they are themselves, their families, or friends, they are directly hanged by the Temple of Destiny in anger.

However, in a certain way, women's pursuit of fame and fortune is even far beyond men.

For some women who are keen on fame, wealth and power, becoming the daughter of destiny and entering the Temple of Destiny means gaining supreme rights, communicating with the heavens, becoming the spokesperson of the heavens, and becoming the saints of the dynasty or the empire. They are their shortcuts to obtain everything.

So they are crazy about this kind of game, just like some women, who always fantasize about becoming a show girl, entering the palace to gain the favor of the emperor, and then being in the world like a mother.

But what made Bei Mingyin feel very regretful was that Bai Xiaowen was obviously not such a woman, because the future queen of Xuanyuan Kingdom almost refused his proposal without hesitation: "I'm sorry, Master Emperor, although I believe in the heavens, I have already had a engagement with His Majesty Xuanyuan, so I don't want to be a daughter of fate."

"Haha, don't worry about this. As long as you nod your head and agree, the Daxia Emperor's Destiny can come forward to terminate it for you. Your qualifications are extraordinary, and it is possible to enter the core of the dynasty in the future or even become a saint.

At that time, you can communicate with the heavens and become the spokesperson of the heavens in the world. Saying it is the Dharma. Your family and relatives and friends will all enjoy the supreme honor because of you. All of this is between you nodding now…”

The words of the emperor Bei Mingyin were full of temptation, and he promised Bai Xiaowen various bright prospects.

"Thank you, Lord Emperor, but I really don't want to be the daughter of fate." Bai Xiaowen's straightforward answer made Bei Mingyin's wrinkled face slightly stunned, and a little disappointed and unbelievable.

He looked at the crowd of Xuanyuan Kingdom who were glaring in the tent and the King Xuanyuan with murderous intent and sneering on his face. He knew that his words had violated the anger of the public. Such an approach was like robbing a woman with King Xuanyuan. Perhaps he would offend the emerging power in front of him to death.

However, the purity and purity of the woman's soul in front of her is very rare, but it plays an immeasurable and important role in the future development of her own forces in the Daxia Dynasty.

Even if he had a broken face with Xuanyuan Kingdom, Bei Mingyin would not have any concerns. After all, it was just a small eighth-class affiliated kingdom. Even if it was a first-class affiliated kingdom, in his eyes, it was just a little bug.

"Miss Bai, I hope you should consider it carefully. The position of the saint of the Great Xia Dynasty is tens of millions of times stronger than that of a small eighth-class vassal state." Bei Mingyin said again unwillingly.

Bai Xiaowen stopped talking, but just held Meng Fei's hand tightly and shook her head firmly.

Bei Mingyin's eyes fell on the two hands that were tightly held together, as if he had figured out something. He smiled slightly and said, "Does Miss Bai want to agree, but is afraid of some people's threats? Haha, there is no need to worry about this at all. As long as you nod, no one dares to threaten the saint of the Daxia Dynasty?"

These words are heart-wrenching, and it is clearly provoking the relationship between Bai Xiaowen and Meng Fei.

A hint of disgust appeared in Bai Xiaowen's beautiful eyes that had been calm and she said slowly: "No one threatens me, but the words of Master Emperor are always revealing the threat."

The expression on Old Bei Mingyin's face was suffocated, and he opened his mouth and couldn't speak.

At this moment, Meng Fei suddenly stood up.

With this action, the cloak behind him, Wufeng, automatically, and a powerful murderous aura pressed towards Bei Mingyin. The robe on the old emperor suddenly flew backwards, as if he was about to fly out of his body, and tightly pressed against his still burly body, with pale hair and beard flying straight backwards.

The huge power made Bei Mingyin's body shake. Although he did not retreat backwards, he stepped on two deep footprints on the green rocky ground under his feet. His feet were buried in the ankles, and cracks, densely packed with spider webs, continued to spread around the footprints...

clang clang clang!

Seeing this scene, the expressions of more than a dozen silver-armored knights changed. They drew their long swords amid the sound of metal clashing, and stood behind Bei Mingyin to resist the pressure together.

Bang bang bang bang!

Seeing this scene, Farchuan and others also slapped their hands, pulled out their weapons, and made a move to rush.

The atmosphere in the tent was suddenly extremely tense, like a thousand jin rock tied to a hair, and there was a danger of breaking and bursting at any time. The tent oil cloth made a suffocating sound in the strong wind, which was suffocating.

"Hahaha, just kidding, why bother to be so nervous?" Meng Fei laughed loudly, and suddenly withdrew his fierce and coercive energy without any warning.

"Huh?" Bei Mingyin, who was fighting with all his might, did not react at all. He fell forward with an inertia and almost fell forward. Fortunately, his strength was indeed strong, and he stopped instantly, but his face flushed instantly, and he suffered a secret loss.

"It's getting late tonight. It's dark and the road is dangerous. Since Your Highness Ye Yinchan is going to travel far, you should go on the road as early as possible!" Meng Fei gave the order to expel guests.

"You..." Bei Mingyin's hair and beard were all open.

He flashed cold light in his eyes, staring at Meng Fei with a sharp look, and there was shock in his eyes. He did not expect that King Xuanyuan's strength would have soared to such an extent in a short period of time. Not long ago, when he heard his subordinates' description of King Xuanyuan, he could clearly infer the other party's strength.

Although it was for some reasons that he tried his best to win over this little king with some potential, he was a little disdainful of Meng Fei's strength at that time.

Now, just half a day has passed, the little king whom he had disdained before has been able to threaten himself. Could it be that in this half day, this little king has had an epiphany?

Otherwise, the strength would never have improved so rapidly...

Of course, Bei Mingyin's eyes were more furious.

The king of a small vassal state dared to provoke and fool him so provoke him? He even dared to issue an order to expel Prince Ye Yinchan? What did he think he was?

Bei Mingyin is not the kind of person who is ignorant.

On the contrary, the reason why he was appointed as the second prince Ye Yinchan's emperor was not his martial arts strength, but his calmness and calmness after his extensive knowledge and his habit of seeing the mysterious storm of bloody struggles between various factions within the dynasty.

But today, he was the most uneasy person. I don’t know why he turned against his past behavior, like a mouse stepped on his tail, and became angry, which surprised everyone around him, including Ye Yinchan.

"Your Majesty, I have been disturbing this time. Teacher Bei Mingyin, when he saw Miss Bai, he was shocked and lost his composure for a while. Please do not be surprised by Your Majesty." At the moment of tension, the second prince Ye Yinchan waved his hand to repel the knights in the tent and ordered people to start preparing to set off. He wanted Meng Fei to apologize with a sincere expression.

Meng Fei had always had a bad impression of Ye Yinchan. He just smiled and waved his hand, causing his glaring subordinates to retreat, and stood up and sent Ye Yinchan to the silver speed vehicle outside the tent. After another greeting, he said goodbye.

"Miss Bai, if you change your mind, you can send someone to the Temple of Destiny of the Daxia Dynasty at any time to notify me. My promise will be valid at any time, and the gate of the dynasty will always be open to you.
Chapter completed!