Yin Qinghao and Wu Tiao stood by the table, full of shock and surprise.
It wasn't until Ye Qingluo called him that Yin Qinghao looked away from Lord Emperor Zun in a daze: "lift... carry it down..."
He was startled, and suddenly understood the meaning of Ye Qingluo's words.
"Yes yes yes... carry it down, carry it down..."
He fixed his eyes on Ye Qingluo, unable to suppress the excitement in his heart.
From his son's mouth, he knew that this girl's identity was not simple.
Plus she has a good relationship with Onimu.
He has always treated her with courtesy.
did not expect…
She turned out to be Lord Emperor Zun's woman.
Because of her, Onimu personally attended his birthday banquet.
Because of her, Lord Emperor Zun is here!
He Qinyuezong... Isn't this birthday banquet going to be famous in the world of Nirvana? !
A row of Qinyuezong guards carried a group of members of the royal family who were lying on the ground down.
The blood that spewed out on the ground was also cleaned up.
The entire lobby was still silent, and no one dared to speak first to break the silence.
Ye Qingluo looked at Yin Qinghao with a hesitant look on his face.
He couldn't help secretly slandering in his heart, how noble this Emperor Moxuan was in the realm of Nirvana.
Even Yin Qinghao, the master of one sect, was so nervous and excited.
She couldn't help laughing, and eased the atmosphere and said: "Sect Master Yin and everyone don't need to worry about it, just pretend that he doesn't exist. This man has a good temper, so don't be nervous."
As she spoke, she stood up.
He stretched out his hands, pinched Di Moxuan's face, and squeezed it hard.
This move caused the surrounding guests to almost fall from their seats.
They stared wide-eyed, looking nervously at Di Moxuan's face that was kneaded by the little woman's hands.
They thought that Lord Emperor Zun would be furious and throw the person in his arms out.
After all, to knead a man's face in front of so many people.
It's not just unseemly.
Still trampling on the majesty of Lord Emperor Zun.
However, they only saw Lord Emperor's pampering and tenderness, and they didn't stop the man in his arms from doing anything to his incomparably noble face.
"Look, I said that he has a good temper, so the birthday banquet can continue as it should, don't worry too much about it." Ye Qingluo tugged at the corner of his mouth again, making him smile.
Everyone: "..."
In a cold sweat.
Mouth full of dog food.
Well, well, they already know.
In Lord Emperor Zun's heart, that girl named Ye Luo is a special existence.
Lord Emperor Zun spoiled her to the core.
To her, of course Lord Regal has a good temper!
But…
They are not her!
Treat Lord Emperor Zun as if he doesn't exist and continue to celebrate Sect Master Yin's birthday
They really can't do it!
Just thinking of himself sitting in the same place as Lord Regal, breathing the same air.
Their legs became weak, and they were so nervous that they couldn't even speak!
"Cough cough cough..."
Yin Qinghao looked at the crowd with horror, shock, envy and so on.
He cleared his throat and said against the pressure: "Since Miss Ye said so, we will go on as usual. If there is any dislike to Lord Emperor Zun during the period, you can bring it up, and I will definitely do my best."
After he finished speaking, he looked nervously at Di Moxuan.
Di Moxuan lowered his head, stared at the person in his arms, and remained silent for a long time.
Bring the nobleness and aloofness to the extreme.
Ye Qingluo rolled his eyes and tugged at his robe.
The man lazily raised his eyelids, and said a word from his thin lips: "En."