The old elf king looked at Gong Lingye with scrutinizing eyes, and then pointed to the neat army of elf in the back row, "This is what you want."
Gong Lingye naturally did not ignore the trace of dissatisfaction deep in the eyes of the old elf king, but so what? Don't ignore the old elf king. It is him who needs help now, not her.
Whoever asks, not to mention a bit of sincerity, at least pretend that look.
She glanced at the three thousand army in the mouth of the old elf king, the overflowing spiritual energy was intertwined, and the colors of the light were different, but they were not objectionable when intertwined, and they were all pure colors.
Gong Lingye nodded faintly, but was slightly satisfied, the old Elf King was alive and dead in the Elf Kingdom, but there was no storm.
In this way, it can be considered a win-win situation.
The old elf king finally couldn't help it, "True God, if possible, I still want these elf girls to be safe and sound."
The life of the elven country is inherently difficult to conceive, elven women are too rare, and excellent elven women are phoenix water chestnuts.
If all these elven women died, the elven kingdom would be over. Without them, it would be impossible to breed outstanding offspring.
Gong Lingye's complexion didn't make any waves, he just said indifferently: "Do everything, and obey the fate."
She Gong Lingye never believed in the fate, let alone resignation. Zhou Wenbin said that she was too arrogant. She did not deny that if the sky followed her, that would be the case. If the sky violated her, then she would replace her. New heaven!
If she had some respect for the Elf King Shang a few days ago, and after seeing his ugly face, it was not Ya'er, she would have been out of it for whether the Elf Kingdom would be well. .
A kingdom of elves, what's the matter!
The most annoying thing in her life is being threatened, but the elf king has violated her taboo.
If it is her person, she will protect it at all costs. If it is not her person, it will be a river of blood under the sky, and she can watch it calmly.
She is not a kind person, so she shouldn't want to shackle her with the world's long-term relationship. The result of doing so will only be half the result with half the effort, or completely useless.
The turbid but clear eyes of the old elf king couldn't help but be stained with a thin layer of anger, and then it was finally suppressed, "True God, the elf family guards you for generations, and you can count as your people."
Gong Lingye caressed a little messed-up blue silk indifferently, "So?"
The old elf king was a little annoyed by such a flat attitude, and his many years of being in the world made him take a long breath.
Even if this woman is like this, her divine power is indeed much better than him, and it takes only a few moments to win him, and it is so easy that it doesn't take any effort, it's as simple as pinching an ant.
It is really chilling. His elves have been guarding them for generations. This is a consequence. I really don’t know what the ancestors who signed the contract with the first generation of true gods would have known today.
Shen Ai made a sound, the pale golden brilliance hovering on the battle armor, the gentle smile on his face made people feel relieved, "The true god will protect the elven kingdom, the king does not have to worry." The expression is low, it is a bit of comfort in the end.
The old Elf King has always been loyal to Lord True God, and there seems to be some misunderstanding before him, but Lord True God has his own contest, and he only needs to do his own thing.
With the old Elf King under the steps, his face slightly improved, "Then please ask the true gods and demigods."
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Bei Chenjue was obsessed with memorials, but the attendant came to report, saying that he wanted to see you.
He placed the memorial at will for the attendant to announce it.
Soon one person came in, the official robes were added to his body, and his face was respectful, "The minister sees the emperor, long live the emperor, long live long live the emperor."
Bei Chenjue waved him to get up, "Is there anything Aiqing wants to report?"
Not long after the early morning, if it is a political matter, the right minister has not raised it in the court, naturally, it may not be important, and it is inconvenient to say it in the court. After everyone's leisurely mouth, there is a fear of change.
He still had some impressions of this rightist, it was the new minister he promoted, and his winks were still a little bit, but the man's ambition was not too deep.
Even if the right phase stood up, he still bowed halfway, "The emperor, there is something the minister does not know that it should be said improperly."
Bei Chenjue's stern face was a bit more impatient. What he hates most is speaking like this. If he doesn't know how to speak, why bother to come? Is it possible to ask him
"Since I'm not sure, Aiqing will go back to the house first, and then I will talk to me when I think about it."
The right minister probably didn't expect Bei Chenjue to have such a response, and a look of horror passed quickly in his eyes, and then forcibly calmed down: "Chen Si Ding, even if the emperor wants to rule the court, the minister still has to say it."
The coldness on Bei Chenyue's Junrong has not melted away, "That's it."
Fang Dao has some appreciation for this person, and that's it, it's really unbelievable.
The right-hand glanced at Bei Chenjue's expression and saw that there was no Shpov, and said: "The emperor has been ascending to the throne for some time, but there is no one in the harem, so it might be inappropriate to spread it out.
Bei Chenyue's long and narrow eyes became more and more cold, and her thin lips pursed a smile, "How does Aiqing think it's inappropriate?" The soul eater on her body also gradually dissipated.
The right phase is already a little bit crying, but the emperor can we consider raising the low pressure on our body a little bit
In fact, he didn't want to talk about this issue at first. Who wants to be the first bird, but now he is also considered the top of the hundred officials, and he was said a few more good things on the bench, and for a while, he was said to be dizzy. , This is not, just come to the emperor.
Originally, he thought about what should be fine. Which emperor doesn't love beauties, and the harem is not for three thousand beauties and six thousand concubines, so he is ashamed to say that he is the king of a country, and he is a king
But as for them, the new emperor, they did the opposite. The beauties sent by the rich and powerful were all packaged and sent back to their homes, and there was not one left.
Although the emperor also needs abstinence, he is not as pure-hearted as theirs. Looking through the history of the country, there is no one who will not accept a beauty like their harem. He has never appeared.
If it weren't for this one to be too powerful, I could only say in my heart that he was simply the first wonderful emperor in history.
But speaking of it, some poor person who didn't know he was dying without a place to bury him sneaked a glance at someone sitting in the dragon chair.
Wouldn't the emperor not lift up or have no interest in beauties at all? When I was out of the palace, I had to talk to the aristocratic families and let them send some beautiful men over. Of course, the actions were quiet, and the men didn't want to make them public.