The guests here are all descendants of various major forces, the future rulers of this land.
And the status of the two young kings of the ancient tribe is even more noble.
In this era when thousands of races were born in the ancient times, all religions of the human race are trembling with fear, and many forces are trying every means to establish relations with the ancient races.
Considering their status, this request is not excessive.
But unexpectedly, An Miaoyi refused.
She shook her head slightly, leaned down and said, "Miaoyi has been feeling unwell recently and is unable to dance. Please forgive me, gentlemen..."
For a moment, more than a dozen outstanding people looked at each other. Obviously, no one expected that An Miaoyi, who had always "understood the general idea", would refuse.
Being unwell is obviously an excuse. How could a monk in the Immortal Stage realm be ill?
Seeing the expressions of Lei Wuji and Shi Wei gradually getting colder, more than a dozen people were panicking.
"Ahem, Fairy An, it's rare for two young clan leaders to come to the party. Please put the overall situation first, so just dance a simple song." The Holy Son of Wanchu Holy Land hurriedly smoothed things over and winked crazily at An Miaoyi.
An Miaoyi was silent for a while, but still didn't let go:
"Miaoyi is indeed ill. How about asking the other sisters to perform the dance?"
"This..." Several people looked at each other but said nothing, and the atmosphere was somewhat silent.
"Haha, it seems that I can't catch Fairy An's eyes." Shi Wei sneered and slammed the wine glass in his hand on the table.
This person's cultivation level is extremely high, he has reached the peak of the Second Immortal, and is only one step away from being able to kill the Tao.
Coupled with his identity, this attack only frightened several saints, and Nuonuo did not dare to speak.
An Miaoyi felt bitter in her heart. She didn't know that these two people could not offend each other, but after all, she already belonged to someone.
Playing the harp is already the limit. If you continue to dance for others, your moral integrity will be really broken.
What's deplorable is that the person who forced me to be raped in the first place still doesn't know his true identity.
Except for sending a few servants to deliver a few gifts at first, there was no further news after that.
If the man hadn't sent an ancient scripture and an immortal flower later, she would have doubted that the man had forgotten her!
Since I have betrothed someone, it is natural for me to keep him clean. But this time, I am afraid that it will bring disaster to my master...
With a soft sigh, An Miaoyi stood up and said: "You two are ancient young kings, how dare Miaoyi despise them. It's just inconvenient, please ask the two young clan leaders Haihan."
The beauty lamented, I feel pity for her. Even the saints couldn't bear to see An Miaoyi like this.
But the two ancient clansmen were not moved at all. Lei Wuji, as a Dao Slayer, was the most noble person here.
At this time, his face was expressionless and he said coldly: "You are just a prostitute, why do you talk to her so much? Today you have to dance even if you don't dance, you have to dance!"
The king was angry, and everyone was frightened. Heavy pressure was released, and each of the dozen or so heroes could not stand steadily, their bodies were like chaff, and they were shaking non-stop.
An Miaoyi's face was pale, but she still held on. She had a sacred weapon on her body, so she had a certain amount of confidence to face a king.
But behind each of these two people stood an ancient royal family, which was not something that a single holy weapon could handle, and Miao Yuan really couldn't afford to offend them.
Therefore, she could only hold on and did not dare to take action.
Seeing everyone's unbearable performance, Lei Wuji showed a trace of disdain. He looked at An Miaoyi and said, "I will give you one last chance to perform a dance to apologize. Otherwise..."
"What else?" An indifferent voice came from the door.
Lei Wuji's face darkened, he turned around and saw a figure as dazzling as a god walking towards him step by step, with a bright divine ring and various visions!
The pressure of his own king in front of him was like smoke, which dissipated at the first touch.
Everyone's attention was attracted by this figure. When they saw him for the first time, two words came to everyone's mind: stunning!
Even An Miaoyi couldn't help but marvel in her heart: There is actually a man in this world who can be so handsome!
"Who are you?" Lei Wuji's eyes showed deep fear.
The other party had clearly not finished the killing yet, but his aura was stronger than his own. In front of the other party, he even felt that his own energy and blood were a little sluggish. This was a situation he had never encountered before.
"I am Phoenix Jinghong!" The man shrouded in nine divine rings spoke.
"Prince of Heaven!" A dozen or so heroes from the clan were the first to react, and their expressions changed greatly.
The shadow of the famous human tree, Feng Jinghong was the most ruthless person in Beidou eight years ago. His strong return from outside the territory this time has attracted much attention. Ordinary people are much more afraid of him than they are of other ancient peoples.
"Son of God!" Lei Wuji and Shi Wei's expressions also changed suddenly, but they were more in awe.
Looking at each other, the two of them saluted without hesitation: "I have met the Son of God!"
"Yes." Feng Jinghong responded lightly, and then walked directly to An Miaoyi.
An Miaoyi quietly looked at the dazzling man in front of her, a little surprised, a little relieved, and a little confused.
Looking at the other party's gentle eyes, she had almost determined what she was thinking, but she still asked cautiously:
"is it you?"
Feng Jinghong smiled slightly: "It's me!"
After receiving the affirmative answer, An Miaoyi had all kinds of things to say in her heart, but in the end she only said one sentence:
"You really made me wait..."
Feng Jinghong stepped forward and held the beauty's hand: "I won't do it again."
An Miaoyi did not escape, she just breathed a long sigh of relief.
The identity of that person back then was not difficult to guess. The only person with such strength and generosity was the Emperor of the Ancient Clan who was born at that time. The only problem was the other person's age.
Judging from the time, Prince Tian should have just emerged from the egg when the mysterious king came to give gifts. Although An Miaoyi was confident in her charm, she was not confident enough to think that she could charm an egg...
But now it seems that what seems impossible is actually the fact...
I finally didn't wait in vain...
Feng Jinghong took An Miaoyi's hand and turned to look at Lei Wuji coldly:
"I will give you a chance now to apologize to her, if not..."
"I'm sorry, Fairy An. Xiao Wang is short-sighted, please forgive me!" Lei Wuji bowed to the end without hesitation.
Feng Jinghong choked on the rest of her words:...
I haven't finished what I said yet. You are too cowardly!
He was a little speechless. Why didn't Lei Wuji play his cards according to the routine? Normally, shouldn't you be arrogant and fight with me? Where is your dignity as a great king?
How can I pretend to be a monument if you are so sensible?
Staring at Lei Wuji speechlessly, Feng Jinghong turned his head slightly, moved his gaze to Shi Wei, and then——
"Fairy An, I was wrong, please forgive me!" Shi Wei also bowed to the end, his head bowed even lower than Lei Wuji's.
Feng Jinghong:......
It’s really uncomfortable to feel like you’ve exerted all your strength but ended up with nothing.
He thought about what the problem was for a long time, and finally he had a flash of inspiration and asked: "Have the two ancestor kings Lei Tianming and Shi Sheng returned?"
Lei Wuji and Shi Wei didn't dare to raise their heads: "I am so concerned about the son of God. Our ancestor specially told the whole clan about your heroic deeds of conquering Ziwei. We admire you very much!"
Okay, now Feng Jinghong understood that it was the ancestors who came back from Ziwei who did the good deeds. It seemed that they were really scared by him...
This is indeed the case. The first order given by the ancestor kings who came back with him when they returned to their clan was: Never offend the Emperor! Otherwise, they will definitely kill their relatives out of justice!
Thinking of the solemn look on his ancestor's face when he said this, Lei Wuji and the two of them bent even lower.
He turned to look at An Miaoyi beside him, and saw An Miaoyi's mouth slightly opened, looking at him with an incredulous look on her face.
Looking at the dozen human heroes, they were also looking at him with frightened faces. Seeing him looking at them, they all lowered their heads, as if they were afraid of being eaten by him.
The heroes were all frightened: they had heard that the Emperor was extremely ferocious, but they didn't expect that even the other members of the Weigu clan were so afraid of him. This man was so terrifying...
Looking at the two people bowing side by side in front of her, Feng Jinghong sighed helplessly and said to An Miaoyi: