Angel was still kneeling on the ground, but Chu Yun looked at her with a little playfulness.

Faced with the suggestion of King Sutton to take him as a slave, Chu Yun smiled and replied lightly: "Lord Sutton, I'm sorry. To say that I don't like to hear it, this princess of your royal family, I am really not qualified to be a slave. ”

"Where you come from, take it. ”

The faint words fell, but Chu Yun turned away.

Chu Yun's words made Sutton stunned, and his face was a little ugly, after all, Chu Yun's words were indeed very polite, their British royal princess didn't even have the qualifications to be a maid for her, and this was indeed a bit embarrassing for their British royal family.

But after all, there is a request for Chu Yun, and Sutton has to endure it even if he is unhappy in his heart.

"Waste things, give them to others as slaves, and don't want them, what's the use of asking you?"

Sutton had no choice but to vent his anger on Anqi, scolded angrily, and then hurriedly chased after Chu Yun: "Mr. Chu, it was indeed my misconsideration just now. Also, the gods of Amaterasu in Japan all respect you as your master, and our little princess does not have the qualifications to be a slave to Mr. Chu. Look at the princess of the orthodox royal family, if Mr. Chu agrees, I can let Princess Anne come to Huaxia this afternoon. ”

Princess Anne is a direct blood relative of the royal family, and her status is more noble than Angel, and she is likely to succeed as the queen of the Eagle Kingdom in the future, so naturally it is not comparable to a little Angel.

However, for Sutton's suggestion, Chu Yun just shook his head and smiled, did not speak, and left here.

Behind her, An Qi was falling to the ground, all her pride, all her self-confidence, was shattered by Chu Yun just now.

The background and identity that she was proud of were not worth mentioning at all in Chu Yun's hands. Even the charm of her confident appearance was so unbearable in Chu Yun's eyes.

While Anqi was glad that she had escaped, her heart was also full of frustration.

She couldn't accept that she was a royal princess, and she didn't even have the qualifications to become Chu Yun's slave?

The feeling of being despised by others, the feeling of being treated as an ant, made Anqi, who has always held the moon with stars, feel like a knife and frustrated!

I really don't know what Du Fei would think if he saw this scene, the girl he loved and tried to give her the best in the world, but in Chu Yun's hands, she didn't even have the qualifications to be a slave.

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At this time, the guests from all over the world have been arranged into the hall after sending the congratulatory gifts. But only Mo Wuji, He Xilai and the others were still embarrassed to hold the gifts, and they were left out of the guild hall in the cold, and no one entertained them at all, and even the congratulatory Chu family did not accept them.

"Haha, Sword Saint brother, you've been standing for a day, aren't you?"

"Or go back, don't wait, Chu Yun probably won't forgive you if you wait any longer. ”

Many people from the martial arts circles of the surrounding countries recognized the Sword Saint and them, but they sneered coldly from the side.

The three Sword Saints ignored them, and still stood outside the Shanshui Guild Hall, waiting for Chu Yun to come out and meet them.

Seeing this, Puno and the others couldn't help but sneer and shook their heads: "I knew today, why bother in the first place?"

"Sword Saint, this can only be said that the strongest person on the blood list is destined to have no chance with your highest martial artist in Huaxia. ”

In the sneer, Puno and the others also laughed and dispersed, and the three of them were still there, holding congratulatory gifts, waiting quietly.

"Sword Saint, this Chu Yun is too deceitful!"

"We are the most dignified martial artist in China, how dare he humiliate us like this?"

"Let's go back, isn't it a little more powerful? We have 1.4 billion people in China, and we have the first place on the blood list, can't we come out with the second blood list first?"

Feeling the ridicule and ridicule around him, He Xilai couldn't help it, and said to the Sword Saint with a blue face, his fists clenched tightly because of anger.

Thinking that they are the five giants of the highest martial arts in China, above 100 million people, who dares to be disrespectful to them for so many years. When they blow their breath, tens of thousands of people will be terrified and tremble, when will they be so aggrieved as they are today, and how can they ever be so humiliated?

In front of the public, Chu Yunguang invited the world's strongest, but only did not invite the highest martial artist in China. Now he feasts the world, but only the three of them are snubbed. Accept gifts from all directions, but they just don't accept their highest gifts.

This is undoubtedly a naked humiliation, and being seen as a joke by the whole world makes He Xilai's faces flush, almost embarrassed.

However, in the face of He Xilai's anger, the Sword Saint shook his head: "Xilai, wait a little longer." ”

"After all, it is our fault first, and it is normal for Chu Yun to be resentful of us. ”

"Wait, when, wait until he forgives us, then if Chu Yun doesn't forgive us for a hundred years, wouldn't we have to stand here for a hundred years?" He Xilai looked at the Sword Saint Mo Wuji with red eyes, but asked bitterly.

The Sword Master was speechless, and he didn't know when he would wait.

Just as the Sword Saints were talking, Chu Yun's figure finally appeared in front of them.

Seeing Chu Yun, Mo Wuji was instantly overjoyed, hurriedly stepped forward, and apologized to Chu Yun: "Chu Yun, what happened in Hongmen that day was my highest martial right. I, Sword Saint Mo Wuji, in the name of the President of the Supreme Martial Arts Association, would like to express my most sincere apologies to you. ”

"Chu Yun, you and I are both descendants of Yan and Huang, Chinese nationals. For the sake of compatriots, please forgive us and turn hostility into friendship, right?"

Facing Chu Yun, Mo Wuji said sincerely.

"Compatriots' feelings?" Chu Yun suddenly smiled, but his smile was full of sarcasm, "President Mo, now you know the feelings of compatriots." When you threw me to Hongmen in front of the Wuji Palace, and said that when you let Hongmen deal with this, did you ever think about the feelings of compatriots?"

"Sword Saint, I, Chu Yun, am not a person with a small belly. I'll ask you today, if I, Chu Yun, are not the number one on the blood list today, if I am not invincible at the ground level, or if I don't come back alive from Wuji Mountain, will you still feel guilty, will you apologize, and will you come to Fenghai to make amends?"

"This...."The Sword Master's face changed, and his mouth opened, but he didn't know how to answer.

Seeing this, Chu Yun just snorted: "I know, you won't." ”

"You still don't feel like you were wrong. You came to apologize today only because of my strength as the number one in the blood list, and you are afraid that I will retaliate, or rather, you want to have a good relationship with me, so that you can use it for your highest martial arts. ”

After Chu Yun finished speaking, he shook his head with a smile, and without waiting for the Sword Saint to answer, he turned around and left.

To be honest, the behavior of the Sword Saints at the beginning did make Chu Yun extremely chilled.

At that moment, in the face of a strong foreign enemy, I am afraid that anyone will hope that their motherland can become their strong backing and shelter themselves. But in the end, what Chu Yun was waiting for was the ruthless abandonment of the Sword Saints.

Huaxia's supreme martial arts are so ruthless, how can Chu Yunxin not be cold, how can he not be angry?

Now that they have returned triumphantly and become famous all over the world, they are worried that they will defect abroad, that they will retaliate against the supreme martial arts, and that they want to win them over for the supreme martial arts.

Chu Yun was not a fool, how could he make them so happy.

"Go back, my Chu Yun's wedding, I don't need the blessing of the highest martial artist in Huaxia. ”

"If you don't send carbon in the snow, why add to the cake?"

The faint sound slowly echoed in the wind here. Chu Yun had already left, leaving only the Sword Saint and the others, standing in place, speechless with shame, his face was full of iron, almost self-conscious.

"Hey..."

"Let's go back. ”

"It seems that Chu Yun and Huaxia's Liangzi have finally come to an end. ”

With a long sigh, the Sword Saint and the others, with a look of sorrow on their faces, went back a little lost.

I didn't want to see the end of today, but it happened.

It seems that Chu Yun is impossible to forgive them for being the most martial.

In the old mansion of the Chu family, Chu Yun sat alone in the courtyard, enjoying the rare silence during the wedding.

All around was festive red, and the brand-new red carpet covered almost every corner of the Chu family's courtyard.

The tea in front of him was fragrant, but Chu Yun sat quietly.

At this time, the door of the courtyard suddenly opened, and a figure in white slowly walked towards this place.

The person who came was a middle-aged man, dressed in white, with an elegant face and a graceful demeanor.

"God of War, you're here. ”

Seeing the visitor, Chu Yunwan smiled, and then raised his arm, a delicate teacup, but with the fragrance of tea, flew to the hands of the god of war.