New King...these two words were like a heavy hammer hitting Hua Wulei's soul, so much so that Hua Wulei didn't come back to his senses for quite a while.
In the field of subduing the dragon, the royal family is revered, and everyone must respect and respect the king. If you dare to be disrespectful to the royal family, it will be a serious crime that will kill the nine tribes! What the young master said is really disrespectful. If other people hear it, it will spread to the royal family.
In his mouth, the consequences are disastrous! Hua Wulei said: "Young Master, Wulei doesn't understand."
Seeing that the tea cup was broken, Qing Ge poured another cup of tea for Hua Wu Lei, and then handed the tea cup in front of Hua Wu Lei.
Hua Wu Lei quietly glanced at the cup filled with tea, swallowed the water from her cigarette, and felt like she had no love left and wanted to cry without tears.
The young master has a pair of slender and beautiful hands, but how can he make such tea that is so hard to swallow?
"I mean, change the dynasty and replace it!"
Sing softly again.
Hua Wu Lei's eyes flashed slightly, and her eyelashes trembled slightly, "Young Master... this..." Qing Ge grinned: "For the vast Dragon Subduing Domain, thirty cities is not too many, but it is
Quite a few.
I got the title of Prince from Huangfu Qi, but I can't stay in the Dragon Subduing Domain for a long time. I hope you can win thirty cities for me.
A small mercenary group is nothing, if you want to do it, make it big."
Hua Wulei breathed rapidly and looked at Qing Ge in shock. Cold sweat broke out on the palms of her hands. Her mind went blank and she could no longer think.
Become the king who rules thirty cities?
Could it be that when Huangfu Qi exchanged thirty cities for red dragon fruit, the young master had already planned to let her take over?
Before meeting Young Master, Hua Wulei's ultimate goal in life had always been to become the first mercenary group of the Dragon Subduing Guild again. She had never thought about going to other places and dominating other people.
"Master, I'm afraid I can't do it well..." Hua Wulei said anxiously.
"If I say you can do it, then you can do it. It doesn't matter if you can't do it well. I have my support, so you just have to go for it. At worst, you will lose thirty cities."
The song is gentle and the wind is gentle and the clouds are calm and authentic.
Hua Wulei's soul and heart were once again deeply shocked. The young master in front of him was so casual and romantic, with a slight depression in his lowered eyes, and a faint smile on his bright red lips, as if he was looking at the thirty cities.
Disapproval.
The young master actually gave her thirty cities to play with... She knew she had met a noble man, but she didn't expect him to be so generous and generous.
This is not a noble person, this is clearly a god! Qing Ge yawned, fell down on the bed and fell asleep.
Hua retreated without tears, but could not recover for a long time.
Thirty cities...confessed kings...Hua Wulei walked out of the house and stood in the corridor, only to see Liu Yan'er and Long Shitian looking at her with smiles.
"Do you two young masters also know what Mr. Ye means?"
Hua Wu Lei said: "I'm afraid... I will disappoint Mr. Ye."
Liu Yan'er rubbed Hua Wulei's gray hair: "You don't have to believe in your own abilities, but you have to believe in the young master's vision. Since the young master has chosen you, you must have outstanding qualities that have not yet been discovered."
Long Shitian smiled and said: "Don't be afraid, don't have any worries, just go ahead and do it with confidence."
Hua Wulei's nose became sour, "Hua Wulei is so lucky to meet so many noble people..." "What a lucky person, and you are not the only one?"
Liu Yan'er spoke in a profound and authentic way, with a very long ending. When speaking, she and Long Shitian looked at each other and smiled, and they both understood each other's meaning tacitly.
One of them is a cultivator from the middle plane, and in the vast world of gods, he is actually so inconspicuous; the other is a prince from Kyushu, who focuses solely on cultivation, and even though he has the body of a daughter, he does not have the heart of a daughter.
Such small and ordinary people, if they had not met the empress, how could they be so prosperous today, and how could they understand the way of Wuji?
After Hua Wulei said goodbye, he came to the courtyard of the inn. More than a dozen Blood Moon mercenaries were dejected and couldn't cheer up when they saw Hua Wulei's arrival.
"What happened?"
Hua Wu Lei asked.
The young man gritted his teeth and said: "Captain Hua, from now on we will be the sinners of Jianglong, and we will be wanted by the imperial royal family..." "I was suddenly killed, and I was not afraid of death, but I didn't expect that we would neither steal nor rob, nor kill anyone nor set fire to it.
, and actually became a low-class slave."
"The most ridiculous thing is that we are still on the run.
Captain Hua, ask yourself, facing the wanted arrest of the imperial royal family, can we escape?
We can't escape, it will only lead to more terrible punishment!"
"Our lives, before they are wonderful and blooming, will be bleak."
"Captain Hua, we are your people, and we will follow you without any regrets. Now, we are about to fall into the abyss together."
"..." His ears were full of complaining voices.
Hua Wulei thought of what Qingge said, pursed her lips, and said, "Everyone, please wait a little longer, and I will give you a satisfactory answer.
We will not become low-level slaves, nor will we be wanted by the imperial royal family!"
"Captain Hua, you don't even believe this yourself."
"That's all, Commander Hua, you don't have to use those boring words to comfort us. Since we choose to follow you, we won't be afraid of death.
Why don’t I just give you my head and my life?”
"..." Hua Wulei's hands clenched tightly into fists, and her eyes full of emotion looked at each Blood Moon mercenary complicatedly.
Wait a moment... Hua Wulei took a deep breath, looked up at the sky, and grinned.
Empress... Empress... From now on, she will be the Empress' apostle.
The next day, early morning.
While Qing Ge was drinking porridge on the first floor of the inn, she heard the conversation at the table behind her.
"The king's birthday banquet will be held soon. This time it will be a big one. I really want to go to the empire to see the excitement."
"This time our Dragon Subduing Domain will steal the show among the One Hundred and Eight Continents."
"How to say?
Why should the King’s birthday party be so popular?”
The man smiled mysteriously and said, "Well, you already know."
"Stop being so pretentious and tell me quickly..." "You should know that our Dragon Subduing Domain was considered the territory of the Shengyu Clan, one of the three tribes under the Thousand Clan, a long time ago. At that time, the Yu Huang was still there. Later, as time passed,
As time went by, the Dragon Subduing Domain was divided and became a high-level plane.
This time, I learned from reliable gossip that fairies from the Shengyu clan will come to congratulate the king, and not only that, the Seventh Princess will also come."
"Seventh Princess?
Where is the seventh princess?
Could it be that she is the wife of the Seventh Palace King of the Elf Clan’s Divine Moon City?”
"Exactly!"
"A big shot like the Seventh Princess has an extraordinary status. It is said that she is the daughter of the Sea Clan. She has no connection with the Dragon Subduing Domain, so how could she come to the Dragon Subduing Domain?"
"I don't know."
"..." Qing Ge turned his back to the people at the table, picked up the cup with his slender hand and took a sip of water. He lowered his eyes and looked at the table thoughtfully, with an indifferent expression.
Holy Feather Fairy?
She had dealt with this woman when she was in the Demon Abyss.
As for the seventh princess, why is her ghost still lingering?
She is everywhere.
Qingge drank a bowl of porridge, put down the bowl and chopsticks, and walked along the long street, waving her fan, acting like a dandy boy.
The girls on both sides of the street were so shy that they covered their faces and peeked, not only because they were afraid of Qingge's identity, but they couldn't help but take a few more glances at the handsome and romantic young man.
Liu Yan'er and the others followed Qing Ge, looking left and right, looking very noble.
On one side of the long street, Qing Ge saw a fortune teller.
At first glance, she seemed familiar... Qingge pursed her lips tightly, her heart beating slightly.
Suddenly, an idea flashed in my mind, and I remembered something.
A few years ago, when she, Mo Xie and others were walking in the streets of the imperial capital of the Beiyue Dynasty, they also met a fortune teller.
The fortune teller said that Mo Xie would suffer a bloody disaster, and the two of them fought over it.
If he hadn't seen it today, Qingge might have forgotten this incident long ago.
When the memory of the past became clearer and clearer, Qingge's eyebrows jumped suddenly.
This fortune teller on Jianglong Street has a very different stall style and different costumes, but Qing Ge is certain that this is the fortune teller! After meeting each other once, we have become strangers to each other. Who would have thought that he would still be able to meet today after a long time?
goodbye?
Is it a coincidence?
Or was it done deliberately?
Qingge hesitated for a moment, and finally led someone to walk towards the fortune teller.
The fortune teller's eyes were covered with a piece of dark cloth, which was tied tightly to the back of his head. He sat on an ancient bench.