I saw the guards under Ye Juechen's command flying over the eaves and walking up the walls very carefully. In the blink of an eye, they emptied the Huaqing Palace in front of all the officials in the hall.

Especially the amber glazed tiles on the eaves and the jade table in front of all the officials.

Before leaving, the pair of coral gilded doors were removed.

So, the autumn wind was bleak, and everyone sat in a daze in front of the jade table.

Only the jade table in front of Chu Yue was not moved away because she used it to hold her legs.

Ling Junfeng was angry as he saw these people sweeping all over, and his temples were so painful that he dared not speak out.

"Report to the Lord of the Palace."

Ye Juechen bowed his fists seriously and said with a stern look: "What the Palace Master said about the crowdfunding has been completed."

Chu Yue played with a strand of black hair in front of her shoulders, and looked at Ye Juechen, who was so talented, nodded with relief: "Go down, count the amount of money, and finally talk about the total number. These assassins on the swan list are all famous, and I don't know if such a little money is enough."

Speaking of the latter, the ending sound was dragged very long, as if it was prompting something.

When Zhao Ting, the Helian Dafa Guardian and other officials all had numb scalps and felt a sense of chill being targeted by bandits.

Ling Junfeng took a deep breath and his mood became calmer and calmer.

If it weren't for Ye Chuyue's background and with her martial arts realm of Martial Master, if Ling Junfeng wanted to kill her, it would be as simple as killing an ant.

Although Ye Chuyue's bandit behavior in Huaqing Palace made him and all officials unable to deal with it, and he could only be led by the nose in an extremely passive manner.

but!

Ye Chuyue's actions will only completely anger the officials and warriors of the Temple of War.

A reckless man who only has the courage of an ordinary man is not suitable to command the entire heavenly power!

He wanted to take a good look at Ye Chuyue was so arrogant that she wanted to perish.

Water can carry a boat and can also overturn it.

There are thousands of orthodox officials in the Temple of War, and countless warriors, who can support the entire Temple of War.

If these people are resentful and dissatisfied with Ye Chuyue, then it will be the time for Ye Chuyue to have a disaster.

Chu Yue glanced at Ling Junfeng, gently stroked her slender long fingers and smiled with her red lips, looked around casually, and said casually: "Everyone, I know that past merits and achievements, glory and glory have been obtained, and they are like bubbles. At the age of a teenager, the strength of the Martial Master Realm has no place to sit in your eyes."

The sudden arrival of words and seriousness made everyone who was in the shadow of being beaten by bandits even more confused.

Ling Junfeng's eyebrows frowned into the word "chuan", and looked at Chu Yue in deep confusion.

He is already a person who is very good at observing words and expressions, but the person in front of him has never followed normal logic.

Ling Junfeng couldn't figure it out, so he had to wait and watch it and move it randomly.

Chu Yue, who had just finished speaking, slowly stood up.

She stood proudly in the main seat, looked at the people around her, then raised her hands and said, "I know that in front of you, I am a junior, in terms of qualifications, age, and time of taking office in the Martial God Temple. Therefore, all the seniors have doubts about my ability to govern the world and the martial arts heart, which shows your loyalty to the Martial God Temple and your concerns about the future of the Martial God Temple."

"But everyone, if you are more and more serious in martial arts, I can assert that my martial arts heart is not inferior to anyone here."

"Among all of you here, there are civil officials who write about the common people with clean style, such as Mr. Zhou Zhou, who is named a great sage in the mountains and seas."

"There are also generals who sacrificed their lives to make righteous things without hesitation. The Thunder God of War General Zhao."

"As early as when I was in the vassal state, I heard that I was looking for the general. General Zhao fought on the battlefield outside the territory ten years ago and forced himself to withstand thirty-six great evil thunders just to save an old woman named."

"There are also wind and cloud swordsmen traveling in the night,..."

Chu Yue counted carefully and told the lifelong merits of these warriors in the Huaqing Palace, which did not even have any leakage.

Now the surroundings are becoming quieter.

When Zhao Ting saw Chu Yue who was suddenly humble and ashamed.

He thought Ye Chuyue was frivolous and arrogant when she was young, but he didn't expect that she was humble and polite, and had a proper way to advance and retreat.

In contrast, they seem to be blinded by the eyes of their families.

"Bang!"

Chu Yue's eyes were calm. The moment she clasped her fists again, the sound of breaking the wind suddenly sounded between her fists and palms.

She said: "The younger generation is still young, and it may be difficult to resist the changes in the world and the unknown crisis alone. I hope that all seniors can protect the Temple of the Martial God and the Lingtian Continent with them, protect the land under them, as well as every person and every ray of light on the land."

Her words were sincere and came from the heart, and they moved these people in just a few words.

Among all officials, although there are some people who are obsessed with profit, most people have sincere dreams deep in their hearts.

"Palace Master Ye, don't say that. My old face, Zhao Ting, is about to turn red."

Zhao Ting sighed, "Before, I, Zhao Ting, judged a gentleman with a villain's heart, but I didn't expect that the palace master was an open-minded person who was as good as a man. Zhao Ting was the best and was willing to be punished."

Zhao Ting knelt down openly and said, "Please punish the palace master."

As soon as Zhao Ting said this, the civil servants and generals around him looked at me, and I looked at you, and finally they all knelt on one knee and said in unison:

"Please ask the palace master to punish us for being rude."

Ling Junfeng's pupils expanded like a scattered look, shocked for a moment, and was puzzled, but he still knelt down obediently with the flow.

Chu Yue and others knelt down and then went up to help Zhao Ting up: "General Zhao, why are you? You want to write a letter together, and the starting point is also for the Temple of the Martial God. This is a selfless act. If you want to punish you, wouldn't I have to sleep and eat? But I am happy today. It is my blessing to have the great wisdom and courage of you.

"The Lord of the Palace..."

Zhao Ting was moved, his eyes were red, just like a horse that met Bole!

Chu Yue also held Zhao Ting's shoulders, as if the wise ruler had obtained a wise minister, and said in a deep voice: "General Zhao..."

Ling Junfeng looked at Zhao Ting, who was turning against each other faster than changing the world, and secretly scolded the generals for being brainless.

Ye Juechen's eyes were glowing and he looked at Chu Yue with passion and admiration.

He followed the serious man Wu Zu for a long time, but he didn't know that as a superior, he could still do this...

"Since you still want to discuss the matter of the Hundred Ghosts Forest with Guard Ling, I won't bother you."

Chu Yue said goodbye generously.
Chapter completed!