Ye Qingluo let out a "puchi" and laughed.
She leaned lazily on the tea table beside her, with a leisurely smile: "What a coincidence, General Zhan Wang can't prove that he doesn't want to avenge the little prince, but... I just have evidence that it is you Zhan Wang." General, send your cronies to hunt me down!"
When it came to the last sentence.
Ye Qingluo suddenly sat up straight.
A pair of lazy and hazy eyes.
At this moment, a piercing cold light burst out.
She moved her fingers.
A token was thrown at the King of War's feet.
That token, made of metal.
It fell on the ground and made an extremely crisp sound.
On the token, the extremely clear word "war" caught everyone's eyes.
The King of War was startled, and immediately leaned over to pick up the token.
One hand, but faster than him.
Gu Jingyu held the token in his hand.
Fingertips, gently caressing the word "war".
He looked at the King of War, and his thin lips gently drew a cold arc of sarcasm: "General War King, how should you explain why this token that belongs to you, General War King, for dispatching soldiers, is on Miss Ye's hand?" hand?"
Obviously, Gu Jingyu was completely on Ye Qingluo's side.
Moreover, Gu Jingyu is extremely disdainful of his thick skin that he refuses to admit.
The king of war is clear.
He wanted to start a friendship plan with the young suzerain of the Gufeng sect.
It is already impossible.
The King of War's face was pale, and his whole body was tense and stiff.
He stared at the token in Gu Jingyu's hand without blinking.
Breathing became heavier little by little.
After a while, his face was gloomy, and a daunting chill permeated his whole body.
Just as he was about to break the jar, he opened his mouth to admit it.
Outside the door, there was a sudden sound of heavy footsteps, accompanied by the young man's carefree voice: "My lord sent these soldiers to chase and kill you, what's the matter? Do you have any opinions?"
Immediately, at the door of the hall, a chubby boy walked in under the stars of many servant girls.
As soon as Yu Wenkuang walked into the conference hall, his pair of slit eyes fixed fiercely on Ye Qingluo's body.
His eyes were filled with a strong killing intent.
Like a raging storm, wave after wave surged.
"Crazy!"
When King Zhan saw his son coming, he immediately walked over quickly: "What are you doing here!"
"The slut who killed our Yuwen family is here, how could I not come?!" Yuwen Kuang shouted with murderous intent in his dark tone.
Zhanwang Jianmei frowned tightly.
Yu Wenkuang rubbed his chubby belly, turned his head to look at Ye Qingluo, and said with a cold smile: "Little beauty, my lord does everything alone. My lord stole my father's token and falsely passed on my father's order to let those The soldiers are chasing and killing you, all of this was planned by this prince! This prince just wants your life!"
At this time, Yu Wenkuang looked at Ye Qingluo's beautiful face.
And the arrogance that once made his heart itch.
Now it has turned into a deep hatred.
Hate this bitch, hurt yourself... lose the qualifications to be a father!
He is the only descendant of the Yuwen family and the only son of the King of War!
But because of this bitch...
Ruined everything for him!
Not to mention that he, as the only son of the King of War, will surely inherit the position of King of War in the future.
If the news of his inability to conceive offspring spread to the collateral line of Yuwen's family.
All their current glory will be destroyed!
Everything in the Zhanwang Mansion will be destroyed!
All this is because of this bitch!