Brothers Ye Xiaoxun and Ye Ziyu, although they are the sons of the criminal Mrs. Tianhuang, have not been expelled from Tianyu, and they still have the right to speak.
At this time, next to the King of the North, one of the Four Realm Kings, was a woman wearing a cyan mask, a blue dress, and carrying a treasure bow.
If Chu Yue were here, she would find that this woman in a green dress is an old acquaintance who has interacted with her several times.
She is the former Yaochi Fairy!
Everyone in Fairy Yaochi was putting pressure on Ye Chuyue, so she stepped out, clasped her fists towards Bu Hairou and said: "Princess Hairou is in charge of filial piety in the Wanxiang Domain. She should know the importance of filial piety, and
Knowing that the crime of patricide is no less than betraying the country and seeking glory. Just ask all the people in this world, if a person, even her biological father, who has been kind to her in raising her, can kill her, what other vicious things can she not do?
?My Lords of the Martial Arts Temple, would you really hand over the position of the Lord of the Martial Arts Temple to a ruthless daughter who killed her father? Today she can kill her father, and tomorrow she can become evil! Fall into the devil's realm! That's when!
The 90,000-year-old reputation of the Martial Arts Temple has been completely wiped out. How should all of you who have worked diligently in the Martial Arts Temple deal with yourself?"
Fairy Yaochi's words hit the nail on the head and made some people a little shaken.
At this time, Baili Mingyan, who had been silent for a long time, stood up and said: "What the fairy said makes sense. One person can be as powerful as an army of one hundred thousand warriors. It is indeed unexpectedly strong, but you should think about it. That one hundred thousand army,
He is not an orthodox warrior, not a well-known righteous man, but a dark crow who is the incarnation of Xiao Chongtian’s evil spirit.”
"What is a crow?"
Zhao Wushuang raised his head and said in a loud voice: "The crow of the underworld is the bird of hell that cries in meditation. The Martial Arts Temple is the destination of public hope, the destination of the great road, and the destination of glory. The master of the Martial Arts Temple ninety thousand years ago and thousands of
If the tens of thousands of ancestors and heroes of the Martial God Realm knew that today’s Martial God Realm is full of birds of hell, how could they rest in peace under the Nine Springs?”
"Miss Zhao is right!"
Fairy Yaochi nodded: "How can a hell bird, an ominous thing, be worthy of entering the Palace of the Sun and Moon of the God of War? Isn't it a stain on the Lingtian Avenue? How will the warriors in the world deal with themselves?"
While speaking, she glanced at Ye Wuxie, who had a gloomy face.
Fiery obsession bloomed deep in the eyes of Fairy Yaochi.
Countless voices, mixed together, seemed to play a song of justice.
Bu Hairou in front of everyone is the embodiment of justice.
She stood under the oil-paper umbrella held by the maid, pursed her bright red lips, and gently raised her beautiful eyebrows.
After a long time, Bu Hairou asked in surprise: "Patricide is not a small crime. Lord Yue Palace is a young hero and a glorious warrior of our generation. I don't believe she would do such a thing. Everyone
Don’t misunderstand Master Yue Palace.”
Bu Hairou looked at Ye Wuxie quietly, and felt sad when she saw that Ye Wuxie's face was full of anger, as if he was furious for the woman named Ye Chuyue.
She wanted to reveal Ye Chuyue's true face in front of everyone in the world.
As long as Ye Wuxie knew what kind of person Ye Chuyue was, he would not linger around Ye Chuyue.
"Princess Hairou!"
Zhao Wushuang took out a yellowed book and handed it to Bu Hairou: "This is a record transferred from the Shenwu Chang'an Zongfu of the vassal kingdom. Please read it. It records the deaths of Ye Haipeng and Ye Ruoxue in detail."
Bu Hairou flipped through a few pages carefully and raised his head in surprise: "Master Yue Palace, you really committed patricide...how...is this possible?"
She looked at Ye Wuxie again, her heart skipped a beat, and she found that Ye Wuxie's eyes were looking at her like a man-eating beast.
Even giving in, Hairou had the illusion that Ye Wuxie would definitely kill her if possible!
Bu Hairou's eyes turned red, and she became more determined to conquer Ye Chuyue's army.
"Wushuang, you are a member of the Martial Palace, go and invite the Lord of the Moon Palace." Buhai Judo.
Zhao Wushuang turned around and fixed his eyes on Xiao Li and Tu Weiwei.
These people were wearing clothes bearing the emblem of the God of War, but they were all unfamiliar faces.
You don't need to think about it to know that it was because of Ye Chuyue's influence.
At this moment, Xiao Li and the others said nothing and had no intention of refuting them.
But Xiao Li sat on a chair and sharpened his knife in public. Under the dim light, the blade reflected a frightening cold light.
Ye Ying stood with bare feet, lazily leaning on the long table, and kept wiping the bloody ax with the handkerchief in her hand.
Tu Weiwei looked more like a weirdo, with bloodthirsty factors flowing all over her body, especially her eyes, which shrunk into two vertical lines, exuding a sense of excitement.
Tu Weiwei licked her lips and twisted her neck a few times.
It's like a warm-up before the big war.
Zhao Wushuang sneered coldly, looked at Xiao Li contemptuously, raised his finger to Xiao Li, and said, "Go and call Ye Chuyue over."
Xiao Li, Ye Ying, and Tu Weiwei stopped their movements and looked at Zhao Wushuang.
Three pairs of eyes, all showing wolf-like wildness.
Xiao Li raised his chin slightly and said with a cold expression: "What should you call her? How can you call Ye Chuyue's name?"
"General Zhao, you have given birth to a wonderful daughter."
Ye Ying smashed the bloody ax in her hand on the ground and looked sideways: "Is it possible that your daughter not only wants to commit the following crimes, but also wants to seize the position of the palace master?"
Tu Weiwei tilted her head, her cat eyes flashing with bloodthirsty light: "Being a lackey of the daughter of the Emperor of Heaven, you are so bold as to covet something that does not belong to you."
"boom!"
Xiao Li picked up the sharpened knife, put it on his shoulder, walked a few steps forward, and stopped in front of Zhao Wushuang: "Tell me again who you want me to invite over."
Xiao Li particularly emphasized the word "please".
"Regardless of what your charges are, how can you be allowed to blaspheme and provoke the majesty of the palace master? As long as she is still the palace master today, you must not be rude today!" Tu Weiwei said clearly.
Zhao Wushuang's eyes burned with anger.
She is a strong person in the Wuzong, but to be threatened by a few warriors around the Wuxuan realm is simply ridiculous.
"court death!"
Zhao Wushuang shouted coldly: "You ants, how dare you scream in front of me?"
The moment Zhao Wushuang quickly pulled out his weapon, he saw Xiao Li and the others moving forward without timidity.
At the same time, a storm suddenly arose.
Ye Wuxie, the Twelve Protectors of the Holy Realm, the people under the Sirius Seat, Ghost Moon Palace, Xiaoyao City, the Great Protector Helian, and Zhao Ting all showed their weapons and stood in the strong wind like powerful backers.
Behind Xiao Li and the others.
What makes Zhao Wushuang unbelievable the most is that among these people, in addition to her father, there is also Master Wu Zu who always loves her and values her.
Zhao Wushuang's eyes trembled slightly, he looked at Wu Zu, and then at his father Zhao Ting. The hand holding the weapon was unable to launch an attack at this moment!
In comparison, she was in the Wuzong realm and looked a little weak.