As if seeing Yan Kui's fucking mood, Rong Xian floated from the cloud chair to Yan Kui's side.
She stood with her back straight, her purple robe was light and precious.
Rong Xian's brows were soft, and she slowly reached out and rolled up her sleeves.
Yan Kui's anger was diverted: "What are you planning to do, Your Majesty?"
Rong Xian said sincerely: "I see that Mr. Yan seems to be full of anger and anger, and I am going to let Mr. Yan fight twice, so that Mr. Yan can feel comfortable."
Yan Kui looked at her suspiciously: "Is your majesty serious? This is a crime, and your majesty will not be held accountable after the incident?"
Rong Xian took a half step back, and with a dignified attitude, she said warmly and genially, "I'm not that kind of person, Mr. Yan, don't worry."
Yan Kui seemed really relieved, and he happily said to Kong Sheng in his heart: "Kong Sheng is on top, this is not the disciple's fault, it was His Majesty who allowed the minister to beat her."
After he finished talking, he was eager to try, stretched out his hand and stroked in the air.
A ray of light overflowed, and the half volume of the Analects appeared.
Yan Kui put his hand on the "Analects of Confucius" and was about to make a big move to relieve his anger when a fist caught his eye.
Then-
"Bang, bang, bang."
The sound of fisting to the flesh is particularly pleasant.
After half an hour, Rong Xian frowned slightly, and her figure fluttered backward.
She took out a handkerchief from her sleeve, wiped her hands earnestly, and said in a serious voice, "Mr. Yan is feeling at ease now?"
Yan Kui with a blue nose and a swollen face: "..."
He got up from the ground and cried bitterly in his heart, I believed in your evil.
After being pressed and beaten, Yan Kui became a lot more honest.
He rubbed his face with his hands, and after the swelling disappeared, the handsome face could be seen anyway.
"Your Majesty has worked hard." Yan Kui gritted his teeth.
Rong Xian curled the corners of her mouth, and said with kindness, "Fortunately, you can do other things by moving your muscles and bones."
After all, she wiped the last finger, her eyes sharpened, and she raised her hand and threw the handkerchief out.
The handkerchief burst into flames as soon as it flew out, and after a while, a mournful howl sounded.
This voice made Yan Kui pouted, a little disdainful.
He was beaten like that by Emperor Xu just now, but he didn't say a word, this is the real man.
When he looked up and saw the monk who had been burnt to ashes by the fire of karma, Yan Kui said, "..."
Yan Kui shivered and showed a slightly unnatural smile at Rong Xian.
Ait Kong Sheng was crazy in his heart: "Kong Sheng is above, the disciple thinks that His Majesty is our best choice. No matter how angry she is, she will not use her karma to burn the disciples, how kind."
After dealing with the peeping people and beating them up again, Rong Xian sat back on the cloud chair refreshed.
She asked her doubts: "The level in this stage is too simple, whoever sits on the throne will be the winner. It's just a struggle between people, isn't this Heavenly Dao deliberately causing my human race to inflict internal friction? "
Yan Kui shook his head and said, "I don't know what's going on here, but it's always been like this, the one who survives is the king. Who knows what Tiandao wants to do."
Rong Xian thought for a while, a smile raised on the corner of her mouth, and said, "It seems that Heavenly Dao wants the human race to put the struggle on the bright side. This kind of struggle can not only motivate the younger generation, but also reduce the civil war of the human race.
The way of heaven is not bad, there is no seven or eight.
Rong Xian silently praised Xia Tiandao in her heart, and focused her attention on Yan Kui again.
After there was no enemy for a while, Rong Xian was in the mood to chat with Yan Kui.
She asked with great interest, "How old is Mr. Yan?"
Yan Kui covered his face with his hands, and said ashamedly, "It's more than a thousand years old now. Compared with Your Majesty, he is indeed much older."
Saying old with his handsome and young appearance really makes those old people with faces like old tree bark speechless.
Rong Xian nodded understandingly and said bluntly, "When I was in Xiaoqianjie, I also heard people saying that I was old, but those people couldn't accept the old age, and I think the same is true of Mr. Yan."
Yan Kui's mouth twitched, but he didn't say a word.
Rong Xian continued: "Mr. Yan has cultivated to this point at his age, but he is still in good graces. He really has high spirits and refuses to admit defeat. He can still be loyal to Rong Guo and me for thousands of years."
Yan Kui's eyelids jumped up this time.
The monks do not record the year of their practice, so a thousand years is nothing. Some people close their eyes and open their eyes, and they will be gone in a thousand years.
He is only more than a thousand years old now, and his cultivation to this point is considered a favored man, and he is in his prime.
Xu Shi saw the dissatisfaction on Yan Kui's face, and Rong Xian said brazenly, "I am not yet eighty."
Yan Kui: "..."
Yan Kui just wanted to shout to the sky for a day: the way of heaven is unfair.
no…
He thought with a sullen face, does Emperor Xu really want to find someone to chat with
I'm afraid she wants to provoke others to kill her.
Can't you be a good person
Just when Yan Kui's anger value was about to fill up, darkness suddenly turned in front of him, and the light was replaced by darkness.
Rong Xian looked up and saw that the sky above her head seemed to be covered by something.
Rong Xian: There is a magical shady scene.
This darkness is not like the outside world, and it does not affect the monk's vision at all.
Here, this darkness can't even penetrate the consciousness, and it really makes everyone blind.
Yan Kui's voice was steady and calm: "Don't be afraid, Your Majesty, I will protect you..."
Before he finished speaking, Yan Kui walked in the wrong direction and tripped over a stone.
Fortunately, his cultivation base is good, so he didn't fall and lose face.
Rong Xian heard what was happening around her: "...Mr. Yan, is Shi Shi okay?"
Yan Kui rolled her eyes at her: "It's okay."
"Well, I thought that Mr. would smash the stones to make the road more spacious." Rong Xian analyzed seriously.
Yan Kui's eyes lit up and quietly squeezed a tactic, all the stones within a radius of ten miles were shattered to the ground.
He thought he was doing it quietly, but unexpectedly His Majesty Emperor Xu suddenly said, "Sir, won't you really do as I say?"
Yan Kui's face couldn't be hung up: "Does your Majesty think that you can't pass safely without breaking the stone?"
After a while, Yan Kui wondered, "Why doesn't your majesty speak?"
Rong Xian responded with a good temper: "Do you want to hear the truth?"
Yan Kui said angrily: "..."
Well, it's better not to tell the truth if it hurts people.
After Yan Kui walked to Rong Xian's side, Rong Xian unhurriedly took out a palm-sized night pearl from the storage space.
The cold light of the night pearl shone down, and you could clearly see how flat the ground was.
And Yan Kuina's wonderful face.
Yan Kui questioned: "Why didn't your majesty take it out earlier?"
Don't you want to see him make a fool of yourself, right
Rong Xian slapped her back and said, "I thought that Mr. was born in a Confucian school and would have a way to deal with it, but I didn't expect..."
Although the rest of the words were not spoken, the hidden meaning was very clear.
A suspicious red flashed across Yan Kui's face, who understood.
Kong Sheng: Hehe (ˊˋ*)
(End of this chapter)