Qin Jinhao looked up blankly at the white figures walking down the black stairs step by step from the sky. His eyes, which had always been proud and cold, were covered by jealousy for the first time.
Why? ! Why? !
Why can a useless guy who can't cultivate and only knows how to cause trouble get this person's favor
If, before this, someone said that he, a dignified king, would one day be jealous of the dandy of the Mu family, then he would just smile contemptuously and make people pull out the tongue that spread the rumors.
But now—
Qin Jinhao had to admit that he wished he could replace Mu Qingge, that he could be the one favored by His Majesty the Holy King, and that one day, he could become the god who made the world surrender and stood above mankind. '!
Man, who has no ambition
Qin Jinhao's ambition will only be bigger, not smaller.
As long as he seizes the opportunity in front of him, he may reach the 95th level, or even stand higher.
The fists hidden in the sleeves were clenched tightly. Qin Jinhao's eyes shone with determination to win. It seemed that anyone who stood in front of him would be killed without mercy.
Is this the peerless strong man
Qin Yiyao's eyes were fixed on the white figure. It seemed that the appearance of this person opened up a new world for her.
Maybe, she doesn't have to spend her whole life in the royal family.
Perhaps, one day, she will be able to appreciate the surrounding scenery like this admirable man in front of her.
As long as she gets stronger!
On the ground, countless people were staring at the white shadow slowly descending.
I was shocked and envious. But, more of it is irresistible surrender.
There was only one exception, and that was Mu Qingge.
Regarding the way Mr. Monster appeared, she only commented: "Pretentious!"
His sight was withdrawn from the air. Mu Qingge accidentally looked at the tall figure in goose yellow. His shoulders were broad, but they seemed fragile.
At this moment, he was also looking up to the most powerful man on the continent.
However, his clear black and white eyes, without any impurities, were still calm and unruffled. It seemed that nothing in this world could stir his emotions in the slightest.
He was like an outsider, watching everything happen.
Perhaps Mu Qingge was looking too focused.
caused someone's displeasure.
Suddenly, the pressure around them increased sharply, as if they were pressing down like a mountain on everyone in the banquet, especially the goose-yellow figure, who was receiving special care.
"Well..." A muffled groan broke the silence.
Mu Qingge's eyes flashed and he saw the sick beauty holding the edge of the table with one hand and covering her mouth with the other. Between the white fingers, the faint red color is particularly eye-catching.
Frowning, she raised her eyes to look at the god-like man in the sky.
Instantly, the stress disappears. Everyone felt relieved, as if they had come back from the edge of death.
Si Mo, whose white robe was as white as snow, also fell to the ground "arrogantly" and sat on the white jade dragon chair prepared for him by Emperor Qin.
The dragon leopard that acted as his mount stepped on the brocade-covered ground and roared into the air. The eight dragons and leopards in the sky suddenly turned into eight balls of green light, flew into its mouth, and were swallowed by it.
After that, he lazily lay down at his master's feet, closing his eyes and falling asleep.
Gu Ya also stood behind the dragon chair like a shadow, immersing himself in the darkness.
This scene seemed like an illusion and seemed real. It wasn't until those black steps disappeared that everyone slowly woke up from the shock.
Even Mu Qingge is no exception.
After all, the scene of a dragon and leopard devouring others of its kind was too shocking and beyond the known.
'How powerful is he? Above the purple realm? 'Mu Qingge suddenly suspected that the information he knew was not true.
"Ahem." A suppressed cough came.
Si Mo's eyes, which could capture the sky, earth, sun and moon, slowly looked towards the place where the sound came from.
How clever was the Emperor of Qin? When he followed Si Mo's eyes and saw the figure that made him disgusted, the coldness in his eyes flashed, and he immediately ordered: "The King Xian is not feeling well, please send him down quickly."
That tone was like making someone throw away a useless thing. There was no concern at all, let alone the intention of passing on the imperial doctor.
The palace guards took the order and quickly carried the wise king Qin Jinchen down under Si Mo's strong momentum. From the beginning to the end, the goose-yellow figure never resisted at all.
The disgusted person left, and Qin Cang secretly glared at the queen reproachfully.
Queen Han quickly explained in a low voice: "I think, after all, he is your Majesty's son."
An ominous bastard, is he worthy of being his son? If he hadn't been concerned about his reputation, he would have let this guy who suppressed his father and mother die long ago.
Qin Cang thought angrily, but didn't dare to say it.
Because he did not dare to let the person sitting on the highest seat know that he had the intention of killing his son.
"Sit down." The same voice, so light and irresistible, sounded again.
Everyone took a breath as if they were being pardoned, and after bowing their thanks, they took their seats. For a moment, it seemed as if the white figure on the high platform was the owner here.
After Qin Cang sat down, he secretly glanced at the Queen Mother. The latter nodded almost imperceptibly, and then he withdrew his eyes without leaving any trace, and said: "Your Majesty the Holy King, it is the greatest honor of our Qin country to have you come to our Qin country. Today, there is a banquet in the palace. Firstly, it is to wash away the dust of His Majesty the Holy King, and secondly, it is also to ask His Majesty the Holy King for his grace to see if there are some useful talents in the younger generation of our Qin Kingdom. I wonder what His Majesty the Holy King wants?"
These words are quite smart.
I didn’t directly say, since you came to my Qin country, I will entertain you well, and you will also accept a few Qin people as your disciples, so that we can practice nepotism.
But, who is Simo
This tactful speech fell in his ears, and the corners of his lips just curled up with unknown meaning.
That arc made everyone present feel nervous again. The older one was afraid of offending this man, while the younger one was worried about how to express himself.
Qin Cang's temples were already soaked with sweat. Just when he couldn't bear it any longer and was about to apologize and take back his previous words, he suddenly heard a voice that sounded like a smile but not a smile, "Okay!" 'It fell from the sky like the sound of nature.
(End of chapter)