The ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven is very simple, just bow sincerely to Hong Zhong a few times.
After three bows, Ouyang Feng turned around and looked at everyone, saying: "You have all taken the trouble to come all the way for the Four Dynasties War in the future. Although the Four Dynasties War is a point-to-point competition, the final ranking is related to Jia.
I wish you good luck in selecting students from Blue Academy."
Although the Ouyang family is a relatively declining one among the major aristocratic families, Ouyang Feng is the head of the family anyway, so he naturally has the demeanor of a head of the family. When facing envoys from various countries, he has a natural demeanor and can be tough or soft at the same time.
Just right.
"Master Ouyang, I heard that Beiyue sent a loser to join the war this time. Isn't this an insult to us?"
It was difficult to distinguish the male from the feminine voice. Everyone followed the sound and saw him walking out of the center of the crowd. The man looked evil, with skin that could be broken by blows. He had a pair of charming red and phoenix eyes, with upturned eye corners, slender willow eyebrows and scarlet lips, as if
The vampire crawling out of the coffin in ancient Europe is so enchanting that it can be said that beauty is a disaster.
With such a look, let alone a woman, I'm afraid it would be difficult for men to handle her.
The man was wearing a begonia red brocade robe, with gold thread trimming on the cuffs. The robe was hemmed in the wind and embroidered with clivia. When he smiled, hundreds of flowers disappeared.
Qingge lowered her eyes and played with a piece of black hair hanging in front of her shoulders to relax.
Just tell her, trouble will always come to you like this.
After all, Ouyang Feng was the host of this heavenly sacrifice, and the person behind him was naturally Beiyue. When he heard the man's words, Ouyang Feng's face turned ugly. He stiffened for a moment, laughed dryly, and then said: "Your Excellency, Beiyue Four
It is one of the great empires with a long history and rich heritage. In the past, those who participated in the Four Dynasties Conference have gone through many trials and tribulations to get a quota. It is a bit foolish for you to speak like this."
"Foolish?"
The man raised his head and laughed, his laughter full of charm. He took a few steps forward, faced Ouyang Feng, and said, "Who in the world knows that the Ye family is known as a waste? The head of the Ouyang family actually called me stupid? What's wrong with the Ouyang family?
We are also from Beiyue's aristocratic family, and the head of the family speaks so carelessly. I wonder if it is the sorrow of the aristocratic family or the sorrow of Beiyue?"
The man was unreasonable and pressed forward step by step. His charming eyes were full of hostility and contempt.
Hearing this, Xin Wanjun, who was standing on one side, laughed and echoed: "That is to say, the Four Dynasties Conference is the common aspiration of all the people in the four-star continent's major empires. Who among those who can participate in the Four Dynasties Conference is not the best in the world?
You Beiyue is interesting. Instead of giving away the genius, you let a waste come to die. I wonder if Beiyue has no talent or thinks that we people don't need any powerful people to rival us?"
Xin Wanjun's words were also very vicious.
Qingge watched calmly as Xin Wanjun sang with the evil man. Ming Qianjue had asked Mei Niang to send her some information about the people participating in the Four Dynasties Conference.
Of course, she knew who the man was.
The prince of the small country of Nanyi has a face that kills both men and women, and is famous for his beauty. The information sent by the Colosseum clearly states that the prince of Nanyi, Zhan Qiu, was the king of Nanyi when he went out for a private visit.
Born after a night of love with a brothel girl, his status was low and humble. He was just a prince at first, and his mother did not even have the title of concubine. But three years later, all the other princes in the royal family died unexpectedly, so Zhan Qiu became the prince naturally.
The concubine who was born in a brothel actually became the queen of a country.
This kind of thing can be described as magical, and it can also be regarded as a topic of conversation among the people of the Four-Star Continent after dinner.
"You two, it's just a joke, don't go too far."
Ouyang Feng's face fell. Although he had nothing to do with Ye Qingge being ridiculed as a waste, now facing the courtiers from hundreds of countries, every word he said was related to the gain or loss of Bei Yue's face.
"Do I look like someone who is joking with you?" Xin Wanjun raised her chin slightly with a proud attitude.
Zhan Qiu pursed his lips and smiled, "The head of the Ouyang family is the head of the family, how can he be so petty? Is it possible that the master is angry? If he is really angry, it is my fault, but this person from Beiyue is really petty.
, Princess Xixun, do you say yes or no?"
The princes and princes of small countries cannot respectfully address themselves as "this palace" when they arrive in the four great empires. If they overstep their bounds, it will be regarded as disrespectful to the four great empires.
As he said that, Zhan Qiu looked at Xin Wanjun and even gave him a wink.
Xin Wanjun nodded in agreement, "Bei Yue has really given me a lot of experience."
"Is Beiyue angry about being a small family?"
Bei Yueming had a sullen face and said coldly: "You two have such venomous mouths, don't you think you are a little bit arrogant?"
"Hey, isn't this the little prince?" Xin Wanjun folded his arms and said sarcastically: "What kind of person is the little prince, one of the three great princes in the world, but he is just a bitch, and now he really dares to stand in front of anyone.
Add to the world, I think I am the stupidest young master in the world."
As soon as these words came out, people from other countries began to hold back their laughter. Although they wanted to laugh, this was Beiyue's territory after all, and they had to give Beiyue some face no matter what, even if some people were already very disrespectful.
Zhan Qiu covered his mouth and chuckled, "Princess, what you said is really embarrassing."
The Nanyi Kingdom is close to Xixun and can be regarded as a small subsidiary country of Xixun. It is no wonder that the two of them have such unified opinions and share the same hatred.
Moreover, among the four empires, the relationship between Xixun and Beiyue has always been awkward, and the overt and covert conflicts are more serious than those of the other two empires.
Bei Yueming's face was livid. After all, he was Bei Yue's prince after all. One person was inferior to ten thousand people. How had he ever been so insulted?
"Have you said enough?"
A gentle but not angry voice sounded, Qingge frowned, and everyone looked to the side, but saw to the right of Hong Zhong, a man with a natural temperament wearing a green shirt, tall and tall, with his hands behind his back
, face as frosty, cold and arrogant, a pair of dark and deep pupils, like a vast ocean that can contain all things, like an ancient well without waves, the silence is so quiet that it makes people feel frightened.
A truly powerful person, as long as he stands there and speaks at will, will make people want to kneel down and surrender.
And this kind of people are usually born kings, and it is easy for them to strategize and win thousands of miles away.
He walked up casually, followed closely by the woman in red, followed by more than a dozen guards in black. These guards had the aura of dead soldiers, with one pair of eyes, like the souls of heroes on the battlefield, with murderous intent, but they were also clear.
It's an indescribable contradiction, but no one dares to commit it.
Mu Qi walked to the center of the crowd. His blue clothes were like green lilies in a pond, emerging from the mud but not stained. He looked at Zhan Qiu and said: "No matter how petty Beiyue is, as long as Beiyue Emperor gives an order, he can kill him in an instant."
The southern barbarians were razed to the ground, Prince Zhan, do you believe it or not?"
Zhan Qiu's expression suddenly changed.
There was not much expression on Mu Qi's face. She paused, glanced at Xin Wanjun, who looked unhappy, and then said: "If I remember correctly, Princess Anguo is sixteen years old, but she already has the seventh level of innate strength.
, such an amazing talent, in your eyes, has become a criticized waste?"
The further he went on, the colder Mu Qi's face became.