Chapter 325: The Witch King Enters Beijing

Regardless of the hunch, before the conclusion is reached, the emperor still has to give face to the Foot Witch King, so as not to make trouble for the other party. Therefore, he hurriedly took the civil and military officials who were in the court to stand outside the main hall to greet him.

The Witch King looked like he was sixty or seventy years old, and at the moment he was sitting calmly on the Youtian Kunpeng, slowly flying in the air, but he couldn't go down.

After a long time, the eldest disciple Gongsun Yi came to report: "Master, Emperor Chengde has led hundreds of civil and military officials to wait outside the Jinluan Hall for a long time. ”

"......" When the Witch King heard this, his expression was very displeased: "It's just outside the Jinluan Palace?

Gongsun Yi hesitated for a moment, and replied truthfully: "Yes, it seems that there is no intention to go out of the palace to greet him......"

"Heh!" the Witch King twitched angrily: "Tell me, can a person like him who is disrespectful to the Protoss blame the teacher for not supporting him?"

"Naturally, I don't blame the master, it's that the old man himself doesn't know each other and can't figure out his position. Until now, he still dares to despise our Wugu so much, just wait for tomorrow to subdue Di Ting, the disciple must be good-looking!" Gongsun Yi hurriedly said.

"Hmph!" the Witch King snorted......

And at this moment, the atmosphere outside the Jinluan Hall is also extremely embarrassing, everyone look at me, I look at you, and they all choose to remain silent.

The emperor personally came out to greet him, and waited for a stick of incense, but the other party ignored him, which made Emperor Chengde lose face in front of the civil and military officials. But because of the strength of Wugu, he didn't dare to attack.

In the end, the Witch King was stunned for nearly half an hour before he reluctantly landed in the palace.

Emperor Chengde originally had a lot of complaints about this, but the coercion brought by one hundred and eight powerhouses above the Seven Yao Realm instantly shattered all his thoughts, and no matter how much dissatisfaction he had, he could only swallow it back into his stomach silently.

The witch king led all the disciples to the emperor, and only bowed his hand slightly, without any respect: "The old man has seen the emperor." ”

Normally, it is absolutely not permissible for a person to enter the palace with his own armed forces and be disrespectful to the emperor. But the Witch King did this today, but Emperor Chengde didn't dare to say a word.

More than twenty years ago, he heard that the Witch King had broken through the Bagua Realm, but he felt that there were also masters of the Bagua Realm enshrined in his palace, and there were still four, and he was not afraid of each other at all.

Until just now, when the Witch King stepped off his mount, the masters in the palace secretly gestured to him - the cultivation of the four people was not as good as that of the Witch King.

Therefore, Emperor Chengde understood that he was now a fish on the chopping board, and no matter what the other party did, he had no strength to fight back at all.

Thinking of this, he squeezed out a smile with difficulty, stepped forward a few steps, and held the hand of the Witch King: "Sir, why should you be so polite, come on, come on, and talk to me in detail about entering the hall." ”

Welcoming people into the Jinluan Palace, the emperor gave the witch king a seat, and after a while of cold and warmth, he pretended to be puzzled and asked: "I don't know what Mr. came to the capital this time?"

However, no matter how humble he behaved, the time to come still came......

The corner of the witch king's lips hooked, and he provoked a sneer: "The old man entered Beijing this time to attend the wedding of the apprentice Mo Yan and the prince of Kang. ”

As soon as he said this, Emperor Chengde's smirk froze on his face, and he said after a while: "I don't know, Yan Yatou is actually a disciple of Mr.?"

"Hahahaha......" The witch king was very proud when he saw that the other party was so jealous of himself: "The old man has lived for more than 120 years, and there are thousands of disciples under his seat, so there is no need to make everyone know about such trivial matters, and it is normal for the emperor not to know." ”

"Huh...... Hehe...... What the sir said is. The emperor agreed with a smile on his face, but in his heart there were all kinds of MMPs: What a Mo family, what a Wu Gu! This is a gang to play him as an emperor! It started twenty years ago!!

As we all know, the entry age of Wu Gu's disciples must be under three years old, and Mo Yan is twenty-three this year, so the Mo family and Wu Gu have been in cahoots for at least twenty years.

The Mo family is not an ordinary person, and the children of the family have been hiding from him, the emperor, for twenty years, how obvious is this disobedience?

He still wants to marry the Mo family all the time, and let Mo Yan choose a husband among his sons! Now that I think about it, I am a big joke!!

If he could, Emperor Chengde really wanted to destroy the Mo family, King Kang's Mansion, and the entire Wu Valley now!

But the strength doesn't allow it...... Even when he was bullied like this, he didn't even have the courage to turn his face first......

In the end, Wu Gu and his party lived in the royal palace where the VIPs were entertained, and Linghu Nanyue was also released home in the afternoon of the same day, and tomorrow's wedding will be held as scheduled.

Linghu Ziyu was very troubled by this, she knew better than the emperor that Emperor Chengde's throne was over.

It stands to reason that Emperor Chengde and King Kang are both her cousins, and whoever becomes the emperor has no influence on her. But her first fiancΓ© is the Mo family, she has been staring at the Mo family for a long time, and she has long seen the Mo family's disobedience.

King Kang and the Mo family joining forces is tantamount to seeking skin with a tiger. In a few years, will the rivers and mountains in southern Xinjiang still be surnamed Linghu?

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