"Ah Jue, I have to remind you that you are still the prince of Zhanlong Empire!" Don't pretend to be too much, he will have trouble digesting it, and even his hair will tremble.
Baili Jiajue cast a glance at him, returned to his cold and ascetic appearance in front of others, and then walked out of the ancestral hall.
Nangong Lie looked around: "Speaking of which, where did that girl go? Why hasn't she come back for so long?"
The courtyard students outside the ancestral hall were resting. When a girl heard Nangong Lie's words, she replied shyly, "Is that Helian Weiwei you are asking?"
"Huh? You know?" Nangong Lie curled his lips into a smile, like water.
The girl's rosy face said softly: "Just now someone saw that Prince Murong sent a servant to look for her. She should have gone to the business school for an appointment. After all, she has liked Prince Murong for so long. What people said before is true." If you are tough, the queen will find a way to get back together, if you want to find her, you can go to the business school to have a look."
Baili Jiajue paused his slender fingers and listened quietly, without any expression on his face.
"Since it's a reunion, it's not good for us to bother you." Nangong Lie leaned back and said with a smile, "What did I say? I'm just indulging in lust! This girl's move is really good."
Hearing this, the scrap iron that Baili Jiajue held in his hand froze slightly, and the iron body broke layers of veins.
Nangong Lie looked at him strangely: "Ah Jue?"
"En." Baili Jiajue replied indifferently, with an indifferent expression on his face.
Nangong Lie touched the bridge of his nose. For some reason, he always felt that Ah Jue was so angry just now
Baili Jiajue ignored him, and walked slowly out of the courtyard, his slender figure quickly disappeared into the boundless dusk.
"Your Highness." After no one was there, the shadow passed over the treetops and landed on the ground with one knee.
Baili Jiajue's eyes glanced slightly at the worshipers on the ground, and the corner of his mouth was icy: "Go and inform the royal troops, and wait for the main hall at the foot of the mountain."
"Yes!" Shadow paused for a moment before lowering his eyes to accept the order, a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes, His Highness has been playing hide-and-seek with the Supreme Emperor for the past few days, but now he has the royal troops waiting at the foot of the mountain.
This is... agreed to choose a concubine? ?
Sunset, the business school with people coming and going.
The young man dressed like a scholar looked at Helian Weiwei with his chin raised slightly, as if he had done her a great deal of face by coming to her: "Helian Weiwei, my young master said that he can forget about the past, but You, think about it carefully, this marriage is divorced, but there is no room for turning around."
"Have you finished?" Helian Weiwei's face was cold, and her tone was neither fast nor slow: "When you're done, hurry up and get out."
She is no stranger to this little servant, she has been with Murong Changfeng all year round, and has always regarded herself as superior. When she sees ladies from famous families never being rude, let her say that this is all because of being used to it!
"You, you!" The servant has never been so angry. No matter who sees him, he is not polite. He represents the face of the Murong Palace. This woman is so unafraid of him. He wanted to chase after him everywhere, asking him to bring news to the young master, but now he is letting him go!
"Murong Weiwei, don't regret it!" The servant gritted his teeth and left angrily.
Helian Weiwei picked out her ears rather disapprovingly, her eyes swept over the people watching the theater around her, and with one hand in her pocket, she stepped into the street with an unchanged expression, her own style of laziness and ease.
"Chi Chi Chi, these people really don't open their eyes." Yuan Ming's voice was as arrogant as ever.
Helian Weiwei raised her eyebrows: "Are you awake? It seems that your vitality has recovered pretty well."
"If you play a few more games, I'll be better than now." Yuan Ming licked the corner of his lips with bloodthirsty expression on his face.
Helian Weiwei stroked the ancient book in her hand, and smiled lightly: "Don't worry, I've already thought of whose blood to bleed."
Yuan Ming looked at the devilish smile of the girl in front of him, his thin lips curled slightly.
Taibai Academy, you would never have imagined that the deity would come back after hundreds of years!
"What did you say?" Murong Changfeng listened to the news of the boy's return, the teacup in his hand was almost deformed.
The little servant was angry: "That woman who doesn't know good and evil actually let me go, young master, it's not that I talk too much. Even if you are kind to a woman like this, it's in vain."
Murong Changfeng was already annoyed, but now that he heard the boy's words, his chest felt like a stone was pressed, and he felt a little suffocated. He really didn't expect that even if he had the intention of asking for peace, that woman would actually reject him. !
snap!
Murong Changfeng ruthlessly smashed the teacup in his hand.
All the splashed water splashed on the boy's face, the boy was startled for a moment, his face was pale and he didn't dare to say another word.
Murong Changfeng took a deep breath, with a look of disdain on his face: "You're right, a woman who doesn't know good and bad is not worthy of my kindness."
He originally wanted to take her to meet his father, but since she was so unable to stand on stage, then forget it.
It's just that he has fallen in love with the Supreme Master, so he really thinks that he can do anything by himself.
He is not in a hurry, sooner or later, she will come back and beg him!
Murong Changfeng looked sideways at the boy: "Is Father here?"
"The lord has come and is talking to the masters, come over after finishing speaking." The boy's voice fell,
King Murong walked in. He was wearing a Chinese court dress, full of wealth and tyranny. When he saw his beloved son, that
Only a few traces of smile appeared on the serious face: "Feng'er."
"Father." Murong Changfeng quickly stood up.
King Murong pressed his shoulder: "You did a good job, just now those masters pulled me and praised you for a long time."
"It's just some flattery." Murong Changfeng's cold and handsome profile didn't change a bit.
What King Murong likes is Aizi's arrogance: "Okay, what Feng'er said is right, it's just some flattery. I
This time I came here because I was afraid that it would be difficult for you to maintain a normal mind. Now that you are so calm, I am relieved to be a father. By the way, Master Tutian, why didn't I see him in the academy this time? "
"Master is still looking for the genius he met in the Phoenix Tower that day." Murong Changfeng clenched his palms: "I don't know what kind of person the other party is, so that Master is so interested, even when I come to Taibai Academy, he doesn't care about it." Didn't show up."
King Murong lowered his eyes, and said: "It doesn't matter who the other party is, although it's rare to become a martial artist, but Feng'er, don't forget, what you have to do in the end is to find a way to find the War Soul Army, and then, Becoming one of them, a martial artist is just a springboard for you to enter the Battle Soul Army."
"Father, don't worry, I've never forgotten what you said." When Murong Changfeng raised his eyes again, his face was determined to win!
King Murong nodded in satisfaction, and stretched out his hand to stroke his beard: "Feng'er, have you ever heard of Huan Mingxiang, the veteran of the Three Dynasties?"