Emperor Wu fluttered his sleeves slightly and raised his hand slightly.
Qingge sat down generously, took a cup of hot tea from Emperor Wu, and said: "I didn't expect to see the legendary Ghost King of the Evil Palace in the Martial Arts Association. It's really unexpected."
Emperor Wu lowered his eyes and concentrated on making tea.
"I heard that Emperor Wu took the right path as his own duty and hated everyone in the evil palace, but I didn't know that the Ghost King..."
At this point, the song drew out its ending, with a smile in its eyes and a thoughtful look.
The incident between Pei Yue and Emperor Wu was because of the evil palace.
Emperor Wu was born into a noble family and had a sense of honor and mission since he was born. He especially hated everything related to the evil palace.
Now, Emperor Wu actually drank tea and talked with Lao Xie, meeting him in private, just after he came out of seclusion, which made people think deeply.
Perhaps Emperor Wu had paid attention to Princess Ji for a long time and discovered that the days when Princess Ji was terminally ill coincided with the time when she rose to fame in the Three Thousand Worlds.
I became suspicious and wanted to see her and Lao Xie's reaction when this happened.
After all, her relationship with Lao Xie is well known. They grew up together and were close friends through life and death.
but--
With how much Emperor Wu hates the Evil Palace, even if he has doubts, he will never invite the king of the Evil Palace to Junlin Mountain of the Martial Arts Association.
So, if this is not the case, what could be the reason?
A look of doubt flashed across Qingge's eyes, and she frowned secretly. She held the teacup in her hand and played with it gently, stroking the delicate raised lines on the teacup with her fingertips.
The aroma of green tea enters the nose along with the curls of white smoke.
Qingge took a deep breath, feeling relaxed and happy.
At this moment, Emperor Wu spoke straight to the point, clearing Qingge's doubts: "Perhaps, there are demons and monsters with evil intentions in the righteous path, and there are also kind-hearted people in the evil palace."
Qingge was surprised: "It's hard to imagine that these words came from Emperor Wu."
Huang Xuan on the side frowned.
This yellow-haired boy was chatting with Emperor Wu like an ordinary friend?
When the other young disciples saw Emperor Wu, they all trembled with awe and fear. They didn't even dare to raise their heads and looked at him with sincere fear.
Unlike this kid, who is carefree and unrestrained, a bit romantic. Those who didn't know it thought she had come to his backyard and was chatting with old friends about the changing of things and people.
"Ye Wuhen!"
Huang Xuan still couldn't help but lectured: "The person in front of you is Emperor Wu, please be respectful!"
She is very powerful, after all, she is one of the protectors of Junlin Mountain under Emperor Wu.
When he spoke, he deliberately created waves of energy, as majestic as a mountain or as vast as a sea, which surged out in an instant and went straight towards Qing Ge.
This kind of force and coercion is mostly used to attack the spiritual soul and will of the cultivator!
Therefore, people with weak willpower will have nowhere to hide under the pressure of the strong, and they will be shattered into pieces and have no power to resist!
Qingge seemed unaware of the pressure from Huang Xuan, with a smile on her lips, she picked up the tea cup with her slender jade-like hands, blew on the tea noodles, and drank it all in one sip.
Qing Ge raised his eyes, his eyebrows were as handsome as the stars and the moon.
The more dangerous the situation, the calmer and calmer she becomes.
"Tea, not bad." Qing Ge smiled.
But at this moment, the power pressure from Huang Xuan came suddenly like a storm!
The coercive storm rushed towards Qingge's face, lifting the broken hair on her forehead, revealing the young man's handsome and delicate face.
A critical moment of narrow escape.
She didn't even frown or blink her eyes, she just looked at Emperor Wu with a smile.
When the pressure was about to collide with the boy's skull, Emperor Wu raised his hand slightly, and saw that the terrifying pressure in the room dissipated in an instant.
"Hufa Huang, you disturbed my guest." Emperor Wu said calmly.
Huang Xuan felt the implication of Emperor Wu and a hint of displeasure in his words.
Huang Xuan was frightened, lowered her head hurriedly, clasped her hands into fists, and said in a trembling voice: "Emperor Wu, I..."
Emperor Wu waved his hand and said softly: "Go down."
"yes!"
Huang Xuan looked at Qing Ge, turned around and left.
With a bang, the door closed.
In this mountain and this house, in an instant, only Emperor Wu and Qingge were left.
"It's hard for you to believe that this emperor actually believes that there are good people in the evil palace." Emperor Wu whispered as if he was talking to himself.
He lowered his head and looked deeply at the tea set on the table.
I couldn't help but think of the time he was teaching that child how to make tea many years ago.
For a gentleman, tea is always better than strong liquor.
Pei Yue only drank tea and did not touch wine since he was a child. This was the rule set by his master, Emperor Wu.
He has always hoped that Pei Yue could inherit his mantle and even become a being that surpasses him.
His expectations for Pei Yue were so great that he was so disappointed that he couldn't get out of that shadow after thousands of years.
"Emperor Wu, after drinking tea for so many years, do you want to try a glass of wine?" Qing Ge raised his eyebrows on a whim.
Emperor Wu actually sat upright, like a rigid and serious old feudal man. He frowned and shook his head: "My ancestors taught me that men from generation to generation should not touch alcohol."
"Liquor is something that kills a man's will," Wu Huang said.
He will never touch alcohol in his life.
He remembered that it was only after Pei Yue drank the wine from the girl from the Evil Palace that he no longer wanted him as his master.
Although it obviously had nothing to do with him, he was still puzzled by the girl's death. Pei Yue insisted on blaming him and fought with him to the death.
After thousands of years, Emperor Wu still hasn’t figured out what went wrong!
"Lord Wuhuang, you won't be surprised if this junior drinks at your place, right?" Qingge raised her eyebrows and asked with a smile.
Emperor Wu coughed dryly: "You can drink. Although I never drink, I know that I should be strict with myself and lenient with others."
Qing Ge narrowed her eyes and smiled, then took out a crystal clear wine bottle and two wine glasses from the sacred tree space, and placed them on the table where the light was flowing.
The soft singer lifts the wine pot and pours wine into the cup.
The sound of rushing water sounded.
A burst of wine aroma spreads everywhere.
Emperor Wu took a deep breath and said, "The wine smells so good."
"Would Emperor Wu want a drink?" Qingge asked.
Only then did Emperor Wu realize that the young man was deliberately tempting him to drink.
Seeing through Qingge's little thoughts, Emperor Wu snorted: "I won't come."
"Then I have no choice but to drink alone." Qing Ge sighed in frustration and asked: "After so many years, why did Emperor Wu's view of the Evil Palace change so much?"
Emperor Wu was silent for a long time.
"Is it because of Brother Pei?" Qing Ge took a sip of wine and asked.
Emperor Wu frowned when he saw Qing Ge drinking. Drinking like this was really an insult to gentleness.
However, young people can understand. Emperor Wu did not hide it and replied: "You are very smart because of him. Perhaps, I also made some mistakes back then. I wanted him to get out of his heart, so he tried to contact evil spirits."