"It seems as if we must get the consent of your ancestors before we can be together?"
"He also made irresponsible remarks about me?"
Menlang held his hand behind his back and squeezed it tightly, with veins showing on his fist.
Trying to suppress his boiling emotions, the middle-aged man smiled bitterly and turned to look at the expressionless Shen Yi.
"Your Majesty, Empress Gu Jiang misunderstood us deeply."
"What misunderstanding? There is no misunderstanding at all." Shen Yi sneered, "You always have trouble with my Nana, isn't it true?"
"Is this so whimsical that you suddenly want her to go to the Holy City? What do you want to do? You all want to die, don't you?"
"Your Majesty is not what you think..." Menlang felt anxious and hurriedly explained.
Shen Yi's cold eyes swept across his face, "What do you think Mo Wen is? He's just an old dog from our God Clan."
"Tolerating him even though he is alone is only based on his past contribution to the clan."
"Now, this little bit of affection has been worn away by him. You go back and let him prepare."
Menlang's pupils shrank slightly.
what to prepare?
The Lord actually scolded him mercilessly in front of the empress, and asked him to go back and inform his ancestor to prepare.
Are you ready to wait for him to take care of them??
Where did this young king of the gods get the confidence to say such words to his ancestor?
Menlang felt anxious and angry for a moment.
Although he did not have deep contact with this king, he still had some knowledge of his methods of dealing with affairs.
The decisions made by the Lord will generally be implemented.
so……
Is the Holy City in danger?
Menlang's heart skipped a beat, and he really wanted to fly back to the Holy City right now and report the matter to his ancestors.
At this time, Jiang Nai had withdrawn the hidden sword that was pressed against Di Qing's neck and smiled at him.
Immediately, before Di Qing could recover, he saw the short and exquisite hidden sword stabbing Di Yuanshan's side of the neck with his backhand.
Pillars of blood spurted out.
The mixed voices of everyone in the tent were instantly silenced.
Everyone saw Di Yuanshan covering the wound on his neck with a stunned look on his face, staring at the little girl with horrified eyes, and his body swaying.
Jiang Xiaonai's clear laughter rose.
He casually wiped the blood between his fingers on Di Qing's Yuebai clothes, "There is so much blood, like blooming blood begonias."
"Uncle Yuanshan!" an exclamation came from outside the tent.
Saint Xu Sixin came back with a group of soldiers and crab generals, but she didn't expect to see such a bloody scene.
what happened?
Standing on one side seems to be a guard beside Patriarch Mo Wen, named... Menlang?
Why is he here?
And what just happened?
Why is it that everyone is watching a crazy woman kill Uncle Yuanshan and no one makes any move?
Menlang was stunned for a second, then turned around, bowed and saluted, and said repeatedly, "Your Majesty the Empress, our ancestor's intention is indeed to sincerely invite you to visit the Holy City."
"As for Di Yuanshan, this person will be treated as part of the peace agreement and will be given full authority to you."
"What did you say, Menlang?" Xu Sixin opened her mouth wide with an expression of disbelief.
Peace agreement?
In this situation, could it be that Ancestor Mo Wen wants to negotiate peace with Empress Gu Jiang?
Empress Gu Jiang?
She is the Gu Jiang Empress whose name is only heard but whose person is not seen.
Jiang Nai didn't notice that there were more people in the tent at all. He only cast his eyes on Menlang and smiled coldly, "I don't believe you."