Outside the closed door of the room, a pair of soft shoes with treasure-shaped patterns stopped. The purple robe swayed the steps. He raised his hand and wanted to knock on the door lightly, but his hand was still stuck in the air and did not knock down.
Withdrawing his hand, Ye Wuhen looked at the blue Amano and said through the door: "Today is a battle of four dynasties. Grandpa did not cancel your name. If you want to go, go to fight. Leave other rumors to me,
If you want to rest, then take a good rest. It will be no problem for Yejia to raise you for the rest of your life."
There was silent inside the door.
Ye Wuhen let out a big breath and turned around and left.
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The desolate mansion, the magnificent martial arts arena, the envoys of hundreds of dynasties, countless gilded seats are filled with people. On the incense table, a stove, lit cigarettes, and the light mist is filled with mist. The Northern Yue Emperor stands at the incense table
, with his back to everyone, the bright yellow dragon robe looked like the most noble king in the world. When the last little cigarette was burned, he turned his head and looked around, "Last night, the people of the four great empires entered the palace to complete the battle today
The lottery draw today is the first day of the Four Dynasties War. In previous years, people from the four empires started first, and this year is no exception. As for this first battle, it is... Xin Wanjun and Ye Qingge!"
When talking about those three words, Mo Xie Ye Wuhen and others all turned pale, especially Ye Qingtian. His old face no longer had the kindness of the past, even if he was careless, his eyes were full of fatigue and his eyes were turbid.
Around, an uproar.
Night Qingge?
Ye Qingge hasn't even appeared yet, so why are you talking about the battle?
Xin Wanjun stood up from the seat, hugged Beiyue Emperor, and fisted onto the ring. Behind the ring, there was a vast world. She looked at the incense table, with a contempt smile on her lips, and said, "Mr. Beiyue Emperor, Four
There are rules for the dynasty meeting. If the person participating in the war does not come, he will abstain from the right.
"I naturally know the rules of the Four Dynasties Conference. Come and light incense." Emperor Beiyue sat on the chair.
A servant came over and lit half a stick of incense in the stove. When the breeze hit, the smoke dissipated in the sky.
The remaining half-incense burned faster and faster. On the ring, Xin Wanjun suddenly laughed, "It seems that your Princess Anguo is shameless to come, too, I want to marry two men, but in the end
They were all abandoned, and if it were me, I wouldn't have the shame to go out."
The ridiculous laughter was extremely harsh.
On the seat, Yin Liangsha suddenly stood up and was furious. Queen Yu looked at her coldly and said, "Chaoyang, this is a battle between the four dynasties. That woman is the princess of Xixun, so you can't cause trouble."
Yin Liangsha gritted his teeth and sat down unwillingly.
"So this is the quality of Xixun people."
Mo Yuntian wanted to stop Mo Xie, but the man in the red robe stood up swayingly and drank the wine in the gourd. The smell of wine was everywhere. He laughed and said, "The dignified princess is as good as a mountain village woman.
It can be seen that other people in Xixun are not much better. King of Bei Tomb, I know you are pampering the princess, but don’t forget to tell her that this world is not king of Xixun, at least on the territory of my Beiyue,
My people in Beiyue are more respectful."
Seeing Mo Yuntian was full of energy, he shook his head helplessly. He knew his son very well. Although he had no desire to fight and had no ambitions, he only loved to drink and make wine, and collected precious antique calligraphy and painting equipment, but if he wanted to do it
If you want to say a word, it doesn’t work if you hold a knife around your neck.
Xin Wanjun's face changed drastically.
"North Moon Emperor, is this your Beiyue hospitality method?"
The King of the North Tomb's eyes looked gloomy and slapped the ambergris table next to him. The table immediately split into pieces and turned into pieces and flew in the sky. The King of the North Tomb sneered and shouted in a panic.
The Northern Yue Emperor had no expression on his face, and he sat calmly on the dragon throne. No one knew what he was thinking, nor did he dare to speculate on his own.
"A way to treat guests?"
Ye Wuhen stood up and said coldly: "North Tomb King, my great country of Beiyue is a country of rituals. It is famous all over the world for its kindness and stern etiquette. At least when the envoys of a hundred countries worshipped my Beiyue Empire, they did not
Who said that Beiyue couldn't serve guests? Why did you feel resentful? I heard that I had searched for the King of the North tomb in the West for a lifetime, and I was tough and respected, but now I am disappointed. I don't know
Is it because the Northern Tomb King has retired for many years without fighting, or is the rumors too false?”
The King of the Northern Tomb looked at Ye Wuhen with a blue face. The man was wearing a crimson purple brocade robe, with a cold look and a cold face. His face remained unchanged. A few words made him speechless.
"What's the use of saying so much?"
The King of the Northern Tomb's eyes fell on the incense table, and the cigarette in the stove burned to the last point. The King of the Northern Tomb looked at the Emperor of the Northern Moon and said, "Half of the incense stick has passed. Could it be that the Emperor wants to commit favoritism and fraud?"
"How can I be favored for my own sake and cheat?"
The Northern Yue Emperor stood up, swept his eyes around, and after a moment, he said, "It seems that Ye Qingge has not come, he is preparing to abstain from his right."
Ye Wuhen and Mo Xie looked at each other, and the two had no choice but to sit back on the chair. They could stand up when others insulted Qingge, but could not pull her out of the dark room.
Next to Hou Yu, Beihuang played with the jade ring in her hand and looked at the empty ring playfully.
She will come.
Sure will.
"Since that's the case..." The coldness flashed in the Northern Yue Emperor's eyes, which was the result he wanted.
He was afraid that Beiyue would show another person like Ye Jingfeng, even... even more terrifying than Ye Jingfeng.
He and Ye Jingfeng grew up together, so naturally he knew that Ye Jingfeng’s bloody skills were thunderous, but his heart was warm after all. As long as someone pleaded with a little bit of mercy, he would let it go even if there was a deep hatred of blood, but Ye Qingge would not
Likewise, her villain's heart is vengeful. When someone cuts her finger, she cuts her arm. The ruthless and viciousness made him, the King of Beiyue, feel disgusted.
However, before the Northern Yue Emperor finished speaking, the cold wind swept through, and the air conditioner passed by, and the afterimage came like fire, shattering the flowing light along the way.
The man fell on the competition arena, and the world became her background, with red lips and bright eyes, and the blood demon flowers appearing and disappearing in the eyebrows. The temperament around her body is like a cold spring. Three thousand black hairs are casually pulled up with an emerald hairpin
, The rouge-colored thin shirt covered her body, like a gauze dress, two pieces of snow-white jeans were exposed in the air, with slender jade fingers, bright and beautiful wrists, and she stood there like that,
Like a ball of fire, black hair and black eyes. When you look closely, there is a bit of silvery-white color at the ends of the hair.
Night Qingge!
She is here!
Many people couldn't help but stand up, Beihuang smiled faintly, Yu Houxu narrowed his eyes, Gu Jing Wubo's pupils were hiding shocking secrets, Mo Xie and Ye Wuhen breathed a sigh of relief, they
Not caring about the ranking of the four dynasties and her achievements, but her appearance means that she has passed this hurdle. (To be continued)