Chapter 212 The Lord is a mount, you have no shame
The Gray Shadow Vulture is notorious for its speed. Even if it takes the form of a human, its natural advantage will not be diminished much.
The gray-haired young man's move shocked everyone at the banquet.
Including Li Yan.
At this time, the atmosphere became a little uncoordinated.
Although everyone didn't know who this gray-haired young man was, since he was sitting with Li Nian, they were obviously in the same group.
Li Qingjie is a descendant of the royal family.
Besides, Li Yan just said that no one is allowed to do anything today.
The next moment, Li Nian's men did it directly. They were so direct that they almost slapped Li Yan in the face.
Zhang Sheng, Ding Xian, Mo Yunfei and Song Qingbai all looked like they were watching a good show.
Let’s see how Li Nian ends up.
"I've warned you so many times, but you do something wrong again and again, and you don't take my warning seriously, right?"
The gray-haired young man grabbed Li Qingjie's head.
"I don't know you, let me go." Li Qingjie tried his best to protect his hair with both hands. His head was burning and his scalp was about to be torn off.
"You're going to keep pretending to me, look at me clearly with your eyes wide open, and then try to say you don't know me?"
The stupid griffon stepped on Li Qingjie's back with one of his bare feet, grabbed his face with both hands, turned it over, and aimed it at his eyes.
Li Qingjie looked at a pair of eyes as sharp as a bird's eyes, and then smelled the bad breath of the gray-haired young man, and his expression suddenly changed.
This taste!
Too familiar.
After all, Li Qingjie will never forget that spittle of bird spit on his face and being trampled to the ground by his horse.
"Is it you?" Li Qingjie's voice trembled.
Snapped!
The gray-haired young man slapped him in the face: "You know it's me, but you still come out to cause trouble. Is it because I'm giving you face? Tell me, is it because I'm giving you face? Tell me now."
One of the stupid griffon's bare feet frantically kicked the center of Li Qingjie's butt.
Knowing that it was Li Nian's mount, he still dared to come out and cause trouble for Li Nian.
Does this mean you don’t take your mount seriously?
To be honest, the spirit vulture has never really regarded Li Nian as its master, because it was forced to do so, and it felt depressed and unconvinced.
But at least for now, it is Li Nian's mount.
This Li Qingjie caused trouble again and again and didn't take the Spirit Vulture seriously at all.
The vulture was living in a very depressed state, and Li Qingjie even added more trouble to its heart.
"Li Chusi, forget it." At this time, Li Yan said, if the trouble continues, it will not end well.
"Since Your Highness has spoken, I am not as knowledgeable as you. However, if you toast me a toast, I should return a toast to you. This is the courtesy of a human being."
Li Nian smiled and picked up the wine glass, poured it down slowly along Li Qingjie's head, and said: "Just kidding, you won't be angry, right?"
"Li! Chu! Si!"
boom!
Li Qingjie completely exploded, his facial features were distorted into an inhuman shape, like a violent lion, and he forcefully broke away from the palm of the gray-haired young man.
A scoff.
In the hand of the stupid griffon, a piece of bloody scalp with long hair was torn off by him.
Li Qingjie howled, with blood all over his face, his spirit erupted, and he punched Li Nian furiously.
For a moment, the princes and sons at the banquet were shocked.
Zhang Sheng and the others also changed their expressions. They didn't expect that things would become so outrageous.
Whoosh!
A very fast afterimage suddenly shot out from behind Li Yan.
This afterimage landed directly in front of Li Qingjie, and a hand was placed on his fist, crushing the fist that was about to spit out.
Immediately, with a backhand twist, Li Qingjie screamed, all his spiritual power was gone, and he knelt on his legs in front of everyone.
At this time, everyone saw clearly that the person who took action was one of the two palace disciples guarding Li Yan.
"What a strong punch and speed."
"Is this the monster taught by His Majesty Emperor Li himself?"
"It is indeed a terrifying existence that is only one in a million."
Many princes and princes were shocked.
Zhang Sheng, Ding Xian, Mo Yunfei, and Song Qingbai all looked serious at the same time, looking at Emperor Li's disciples with strong fear.
Just one move!
The power of crushing Li Qingjie's fist was so powerful that it directly destroyed Li Qingjie's spiritual power, causing the Qi veins to be unable to function and even the spiritual palace in the body to be stagnant.
This Li Qingjie is no mediocre person.
To be honest, Li Qingjie is a Tianzun-level and a member of the royal family. His bloodline is very strong and his strength is no worse than that of Zhang Sheng and others.
But now, he was easily defeated with one move.
If you think about it from their perspective, Zhang Sheng and the others are definitely no match for Li Huang's disciples.
It turns out that the real evildoers of the dynasty are not the talents of the four palaces at all, but the murderous weapons cultivated by the royal family in the palace.
At this moment, Li Nian looked at Li Huang's disciple who was squeezing Li Qingjie on his knees with one hand.
This person's face was very calm, as if he had done something inconspicuous, without the slightest bit of pride or satisfaction.
Li Nian was secretly shocked that there was such a genius in the palace.
He could feel a faint threat from this Li Emperor's descendant, and he only felt this kind of feeling when facing Yang Jin and Sun Qi.
Li Nian understood that this man's talent was not much weaker than that of Yang Jin and Sun Qi.
"Your Highness, spare my life."
Li Qingjie knelt on his knees, facing the cold and heartless eyes of Li Huang's disciple, fear spread in his heart.
He knew very well that if Li Yan gave the order, he would definitely die in this person's hands.
"Get out of here." Li Yan shouted violently.
Immediately, this Li Huang disciple let go of his hand.
Li Qingjie glanced at Li Nian and left the banquet in embarrassment with blood on his face.
Li Yan shook his head. If Li Qingjie hadn't also been named Li, he wouldn't be alive today, and he dared to disobey his wishes.
He asked Li Qingjie to toast with good intentions, but Li Qingjie poured the wine on Li Chusi's face, which was simply his own fault.
"Wow, he is so handsome."
"It's really manly."
"Which family does he belong to? I have never seen a man with such a personality."
At this time, the wealthy ladies at the banquet all cast admiring glances at the gray shadow young man.
Ignoring the majesty of the prince and attacking the royal children directly is too domineering and manly.
They have never seen such wild people. The sons of the dukes and marquises in the imperial city are not as rude as the gray-haired young man.
Of course, in the eyes of these wealthy ladies, this kind of rudeness is very personal and exudes a strong masculine flavor.
"Hello, I am the daughter of Marquis Fanyang. I met the young master for the first time and fell in love with him at first sight. Can I get to know you and communicate with him?"
At this time, a richly dressed daughter walked towards the Gray Shadow Vulture.
The Gray Shadow Vulture was eating meat, holding a bone in its mouth, turned its head, and suddenly roared: "What Fan Yanghou, I'm just a fucking mount. If you want to be shameless when communicating with a mount, don't you think it's embarrassing?
I still want to save face."
boom!
The gray-haired young man blew up a puff of smoke and turned into a vulture lying on the table, pecking at it.
The wealthy lady suddenly saw such a thing, she was so frightened that she turned pale and ran out screaming.
Li Yan saw this and shook his head: "Zhiyuan, come with me for a walk. Li Chusi, you come too."
With that said, Li Yan stood up.
Xiao Zhiyuan and Li Nian stood up at the same time, followed Li Yan, and the three of them walked towards the garden.
"Zhiyuan, how is my uncle's health lately?" Li Yan asked.
"It's okay." Xiao Zhiyuan said softly.
Even so, she knew that her uncle's health was getting worse day by day, and he seemed to be full of energy. Maybe he would collapse at the slightest sign of trouble.
My uncle is getting old after all.
No matter how strong a person is, he cannot fight against this day.
Everyone has to go through birth, old age, illness and death, even King Le is no exception.
Li Yan sighed: "My uncle is getting old. The lifespan of a true Taoist man is only two hundred and forty years. Zhiyuan, while my uncle is still here, find a good family and marry him."
When Xiao Zhiyuan heard this, his eyes turned red.
At this time, Li Yan stopped and looked at Li Nian: "In this beast hunting competition, my father has made up his mind to grant Zhi Yuan a marriage. Li Chu Si, I am optimistic about you. Don't let me, especially Zhi Yuan, down."