Chapter 1608 Our warriors, inherit the long-cherished wish of our ancestors
Chapter 1608: We, warriors, uphold the long-cherished wish of our ancestors
Ye Mohan seemed not to notice Yun Ji, who was so sad that he doubted his life. His eyes fell on Chu Yue from a distance, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but raise.
His girl is a genius who will shine on the battlefield and in martial arts, instead of being trapped in a corner of his backyard and losing her original intention and dream.
"cough--"
Blood gushed from Ye Mohan's throat and he was about to cough before he hurriedly swallowed it back.
He immediately used all his strength to contain the surge of discomfort.
"I told you to take a good rest. You must come out."
Although Yunji's tone was a little impatient, he still hurriedly put a thick cloak on Ye Mohan.
He muttered a few words along the way: "She will always be yours, why do you care about this moment, and don't care about your own body. Brother Mo Han, you are a 90,000-year-old person, not a nine-year-old child, okay
?"
"You don't have a family, you don't understand."
Ye Mohan said calmly: "Even if I tell you, you won't understand."
Yun Ji: "..." Sooner or later, he will die of anger at Ye Mohan.
He has never seen such a man. He has a sweetheart, and he is as proud as if he has obtained some divine beast or artifact. He wants the whole world to know about it.
Protector Bai glanced at Yun Ji sympathetically, with an expression on his face that seemed to say: Mr. Yun, you have no idea of the extent of His Highness's madness.
Ye Mohan pursed his lips that spilled a trace of blood, raised his hand to wipe it away, and his handsome face was filled with a smile under the warm sunshine.
Just like this, he can just look at the girl who belongs to him from a distance.
See her in her prime, see her with high fighting spirit, see her protecting all living beings.
Then, let him protect her.
...
The gates of Beizhou Imperial Capital are wide open.
One after another, warriors from all walks of life set foot in this city for the dragon-slaying feast.
But it was said that the sky was clear and a gorgeous carriage came staggering from the horizon.
Behind the sedan chair, exquisite and luxurious carriages followed, riding on the auspicious clouds and the sky, appearing in the sky of Beizhou.
In the sedan chair, there is a beautiful woman wearing a phoenix robe, a gold hairpin and a dragon hairpin on her head.
His face was heavily made up, his long eyelashes were lightly spread over his eyes, and he was leaning on a soft cushion to sleep.
"Today is the ancestral hall meeting in Mu Mansion, right?"
Madam Tianhuang half-raised her eyes, staring at the outline of the Imperial City with her cold, frosty gaze.
"Back to Madam, according to the time, the Beizhou Mu Mansion Ancestral Hall Meeting has been held. At this moment, it is estimated that the clan tripod will be struck." the maid replied.
Beside Madam Tianhuang, there are twelve personal maids of unknown origin.
These maids have an extremely high status in the heavenly realm.
Because their strength is unfathomable, each of them is at the stage of the Great Wuzong's consummation stage!
"Who do you think will become the new patriarch of Mu Mansion?"
Mrs. Tianhuang asked meaningfully.
"That will naturally be Young Master Ruoting of Mu Mansion." The maid bowed humbly.
"Well, I heard that kid is very good."
Mrs. Tianhuang was obviously very satisfied with this answer, her red lips were raised to a proud angle.
At this moment, the sound of a cauldron and the loud voice of people came from the Mu family's mansion in the imperial capital city:
"We respectfully welcome the leader of the Yue clan, and lead my fire master to guard the land of Beizhou!"
The sound that shot straight into the sky was like thunder on the ground, resounding throughout the entire imperial capital.
A cloud of frost formed in Mrs. Tianhuang's eyes.
The expression on the face of the maid standing in the wind beside her also froze.
There is no doubt that this month's clan leader will not be their chosen Master Ruoting.
Madam Tianhuang was stunned for a moment, then her lips spread into an extreme and crazy silent smile.
"lady......"
“Yue—tribe—chief?”
Madam Tianhuang opened her gloomy and ferocious eyes, and blood instantly filled her pupils.
The terrifying murderous aura surged through Mrs. Tianhuang's limbs and trembled.
Suddenly.
She raised her face and looked at the maid, and asked, "Tell me, how should I kill Ye Chuyue?"
"Cut off the limbs, make them into human pigs, and make a cup of mellow strong wine to drink?"
"It's better to lock her in the Forest of One Hundred Demons and let her live in darkness for ninety thousand years."
"Or maybe let her family members see with their own eyes that she was chopped into pieces with thousands of knives until no bones were left?"
"I didn't want to do this to her, but she kidnapped my son. My Han'er is a complete disaster. Such a witch is not worthy of living or standing by Han'er's side!"
Madam Tianhuang's face was almost distorted.
The maid lowered her head and said, "She is not worthy of letting Madam dirty her hands. If Madam wants her to die, please order Madam, and I will take her dog head and make a dish for Madam to go with the wine today."
"No, no, no, we can't die like this, it's too easy for her."
Madam Tianhuang said: "How did she take Han'er away from me? I want to let her taste the feeling of being abandoned."
"My lady is wise."
"Is there any news over there in Fenglin City?"
"Soon."
"Yes, Ye Chuyue's good days are coming to an end soon."
"..."
now.
The lobby of Mufu Ancestral Hall.
The sound of the clan cauldron disappeared.
Chu Yue's cold eyes swept around, and then she waved her hands lightly and said indifferently: "Everyone, please get up. We are all members of the family, so there is no need to be constrained by etiquette."
Mu Chan rubbed her red, swollen and painful kneecaps and stood up, complaining in her heart.
They knelt for most of the day, and they didn't say anything about being from the family.
The new patriarch of Mu Mansion is indeed hypocritical.
But no matter how resentful she was, she would not dare to commit the following crime.
Even the old patriarch calls himself Lao Slave, who else dares to be so presumptuous?
What Mu Chan and his ilk cannot understand is that for such a highly respected person as the old patriarch, his previous selection of patriarchs did not affect his status as the patriarch.
But the old patriarch calling himself Lao Nu today means that he will forever hand over his status and power to Ye Chuyue.
as expected.
As everyone thinks.
The old clan leader walked up to Chu Yue and handed the phoenix talisman unique to Mu Mansion to Chu Yue: "All the clan members in Mu Mansion should listen to the phoenix talisman first and then to the clan leader. This phoenix talisman is bigger than the sky."
.The old slave has been in charge of the Phoenix Talisman for hundreds of years, adhering to the last wish of his father, hoping that the land of Beizhou, He Qinghaiyan, and this land will not have to worry about the existence of the Heavenly Demon Flame one day in the future. Our warriors can eradicate it.
The roots of the demonic flames gave the Beizhou warriors a peaceful day. Hundreds of years have passed, and the old slave cannot do it, but the old slave believes that the leader of the Yue Clan can do it. With this broken body of the old slave, will I be lucky enough to see him?
That day has come.”
Chu Yue was so pious, holding the phoenix talisman in both hands and took it.
She lowered her eyebrows and said, "I will do my best to fulfill our ancestors' long-cherished wish."
The old patriarch looked at Chu Yue with a smile, and then looked up at the sky.
Chu Yue looked up at the sky with him.
In the sky beyond the city gate, many sedan chairs and carriages appeared.
There are also powerful lone swordsmen coming with swords.
There is a noble lady and a young man appearing on a spiritual bird.