The red-clothed chief's eyes turned cold, not only did he not give Gong Moxi any face, but he also increased the pressure, "Disrespecting me means disrespecting the palace.
As the holy son of my palace, you should maintain the dignity of the palace instead of helping an ant in the lower world. "
"My lord, the chief minister must have forgotten that there is indeed no rule to salute the chief minister when you see him. Only His Majesty the Holy Emperor has this etiquette.
Lord Chief, are you... trying to go beyond the etiquette of the Holy Emperor? "
"Ha." The red-clothed leader snorted. He had fought with Gong Moxi for many years, and he naturally knew how difficult this holy son was.
“I didn’t say this.
However, she said that this company can't stand her courtesy, and she just looks down on this company. "The chief in red snorted coldly, and once again increased the pressure output.
Yun Qingyan felt that the squeezing feeling that had just subsided came again. At this time, the red fire in the spiritual sea jumped slightly.
"I want to see what you are capable of, looking down on me!" The chief in red glared coldly, crushing all the pressure away, "Kneel down!"
Yun Qingyan felt like thousands of mountains were crushing down, and his kneecaps made an overwhelming sound.
Gong Moxi's eyes changed and he was about to raise his hand.
"Whoa!" A blazing fire spread out.
The bright color, like crimson blood, encompassed Yun Qingyan's entire body, and the domineering and blazing flames spread.
Yun Qingyan felt that the pressure of thousands of mountains crashing down dissipated, and there seemed to be a warm chest behind him.
A hand filled with fiery fire pulled her back, and then, the arrogant and arrogant voice that despised the world sounded unruly -
"You are worthy of letting my host kneel down?!"
The red-clothed chief felt a fire power that was so hot that it almost burned his soul. He took a few steps back and quickly put up his star power to protect himself.
His eyes suddenly opened.
He can't see through the opponent's strength!
The Nanming Realm does not suppress gods, but it suppresses beings like him who transcend the gods. His current strength is not as strong as when he was in Shengyuan Continent, but he is definitely not weak either, but this man gives him a feeling of being invincible.
It's like... facing the Holy Emperor!
How strong is he
Yun Qingyan's eyes flashed, and a ray of warmth flowed out, and the bright and hot broad hands conveyed a reassuring feeling.
She could feel some strands of the other person's red hair floating on her face, which made her feel a little itchy.
Huang Yan's appearance also attracted the attention of others.
This man is born to be dazzling, like a born spotlight.
Gong Moxi's half-raised hand slowly lowered it.
Fu Ling'er looked at the man in front of him who was as dazzling as the sun, his watery eyes rippling like ripples on the surface of a lake.
The heart beat violently.
This handsome man with red eyes... is not inferior to Brother Mo!
Even more powerful!
It's just... I don't know how it compares to the Lord Jiuque? Fu Ling'er thought of a noble and handsome man in mysterious clothes.
The heart that was beating violently due to the appearance of Huang Yan slowly calmed down, and Fu Ling'er suppressed himself and let out a soft breath.
She had made a wish since the day she went to Jiuchong Palace with her father as a child.
You must be that person’s empress!
I want to be the mistress of Jiuchong Palace!
Only that powerful, noble, and unparalleledly handsome man is her destiny!
Other men are not in his eyes.
"Who are you?" The chief in red looked over warily.
"You don't deserve to know." Huang Yan was still as domineering and unscrupulous as ever.
(End of chapter)