Mu Linfeng frowned and looked around before landing on Murong Xuan.
A chill spread throughout his limbs, and Mu Linfeng couldn't help but shiver.
I just hate that he is so handsome, charming, and so talented that everyone loves him.
"Fourth Young Master Mu, even if the Seven Kills Army uses forbidden techniques, it has nothing to do with the father. Why should the father pay for his life?" Princess Nanyang argued.
Mu Linfeng sneered: "The King of Dongyang is unkind and allows the first-level army of the royal family to use the secret technique banned by the Martial Ancestor. He must die! According to the Martial Ancestor's law, I can kill your father at any time.
But Ye Xiaohou is kind-hearted and wants to give your father a way out, as long as he returns the seven cities."
"But if you don't know what is good, then your father will only die! There are countless talents in this world, and those who can become kings are like crucian carp crossing the river."
"Without your father, there are many people who can become Dongyang Mingjun!"
Mu Linfeng's words are obviously biased.
But the Dongyang envoy could not refute, and the Nanyang Princess could only swallow the bitter water in her belly.
She looked at Chu Yue with a sinister look, biting her lower lip until it was broken.
Hate is like a tide, filling the soul.
The White Protector of the Holy Domain, the Rune Flower Young Crow, and even Dao Juan Mu Linfeng are now willing to speak for Ye Chuyue.
God is so unfair!
Princess Nanyang wanted to say something more, but the old man from Dongyang pulled her, sighed helplessly, and whispered: "Princess, the situation is over. There is no other way but to report to the king."
Princess Nanyang's eyes suddenly widened, filled with boundless fear.
She caused great disasters in the Shenwu Empire. One can imagine how angry her father would be when she returned to the Dongyang Empire.
Suddenly, Princess Nanyang no longer wants to return to Dongyang...
The face of the old man from Dongyang was full of vicissitudes of life and fatigue.
He walked out and looked at Mu Linfeng, "Fourth Young Master Mu, Dongyang was at fault in this matter. Ye Xiaohou is a benevolent and righteous man. As the Emperor of Dongyang, I am willing to save the lives of those seven cities in the name of Dongyang."
The right of ownership is handed over to Shenwu!"
There was a moment of dead silence.
then--
Four carnivals!
Some young girls were so excited that they danced.
The enthusiastic young people in the city raised their arms and cheered.
They tried their best to shout the name "Ye Sanye"!
With tears in their eyes, they remembered today's heroes!
Yan Shuang and others opened their eyes wide and covered their faces with their hands. Tears welled up and covered their entire faces.
They were so happy that they burst into tears.
Their joy and excitement come from the deepest parts of their bones!
Shenwu declined, and thirty cities were lost in the past few years!
The lowest-ranking empire does not deserve to have the right to speak. It is a victim of the overt and covert struggles of various countries, and it is difficult to survive in the cracks!
Haze has shrouded the sky over Chang'an City for several years.
From the day Zhenbei Hou died, Shenwu was no longer glorious.
Now, the girl scolded Fang Qiu, and with just a few words, she got seven cities back for Shenwu!
The people who suffered in those seven cities and were enslaved by other countries will finally return to the embrace of Shenwu!
Xiao Li stood in the area of the Protectorate Army, looking at the girl shining brightly among the crowd with a smile.
Ye Chuyue was bullied in Shenxuan, but her righteous actions today, every word of her, were all for the Shenwu Empire!
Xiao Li closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
Shenwu will finally usher in the dawn!
"No! No! Absolutely not!"
Princess Nanyang's eyes were bloodshot, she grabbed the tired Dongyang envoy and shouted: "That is my Dongyang city, how can I give it to them?!"
The Dongyang envoy looked at Ye Chuyue, who was casually lazy, and then at his princess, showing disappointment.
sigh.
If Ye Chuyue were here in Dongyang, wouldn't it be just around the corner for the king to dominate the princes?