Chapter Seventy-One: Fighting
After Gavin left, the man slowly turned around.
With a "snap", the man sat down on the dragon chair. If Jiawen is still there, I guess he should also understand! The strong unwillingness shown in this emperor at this moment is not inferior to him in the slightest.
After a while, as if he had gone through some heavy struggle in his heart, his pupils flashed with a different light and he gradually sat up straight.
"Someone!" said fiercely to the door!
"Your Majesty, the minister is here!" a man dressed in a fine costume stood at the door and saluted.
"Go, send someone to follow the prince, in case there is any accident!"
"Yes!" said the man, who galloped out of the palace.
The man who was called His Majesty was a little distracted. He was thinking that if Jiawen could really grow up through this time, maybe this harmony would be meaningful. Even if he bears this eternal infamy, but I heard that the crown prince of Korea is very good? Maybe there is a slight turnaround! He thought, no one knows what he is planning, and his full sideburns are a true portrayal of his inner work for the country!
At this moment, the Korean man was already staying at the inn.
In one room, the man was a little idle and looked at a portrait of the man leaning on a plum tree, and the smile on his face was half-concealed and half-revealed.
The Korean prince was a little stupid, looking at the portrait in a daze, and the tenderness in his eyes seemed to melt everything.
He knew that he was born in the emperor's family, everything was involuntarily, before deciding to carry out this task, he had already decided to share the joys and sorrows with Qingqing's sister, if it weren't for his father's threat to him, and promised not to stop himself and Qingqing in the future, he would not want to come!
At this moment, there was a burst of shouts from outside the door.
"Where is the man surnamed Han?"
"The crown prince, the prince is a guest, representing South Korea, and besides, they are already resting!" said the prime minister a little embarrassed, but for the sake of the country's face, he had to stop it!
"Prime Minister Feng, you know that I am the crown prince and still stop me!" Jia Wen said lightly.
"Prince, one yard is one yard, isn't it okay to wait for the guests to discuss tomorrow?" The man was also a little helpless.
"Squeak", only to see the door of the second room in front of me open and close. Han Yuxin walked out and looked at the two of them in surprise.
"Alas, what is Feng Xiang doing? Why don't you let the prince look for me?"
At this moment, the person who was called the prime minister was a little embarrassed. You said that you finally stopped the prince, why did you come out again, but I know the temper of our prince, and I regard the little princess as more important than myself and the country! I must have come here to teach him a lesson, but what should I do now? Let go, let go, let go, let go...... Let go! At this point, it's useless for me to stop here!
"Ahem, since the two princes have met, the old minister will retreat, and our prince will entertain Prince Han instead of his subordinates!"
As he watched him leave, Gavin's anger, which had calmed a little, burned again. Snorted! Turned his head to look at the other person again.
"You are Han Yuxin, Prince Han?" he muttered with some doubts.
"Exactly, are you Prince Zhou, Zhou Jiawen?" Compared with Jiawen's unfriendliness, Han Yuxin's performance is more than one and a half points better!
"Okay, then don't say more polite words!"
"Oh, what do you mean by that?"
"I heard you're going to marry my sister?"
Hearing this, Han Yuxin was a little embarrassed, in fact, he didn't know about this matter, his father just said that he had completed the task, but he didn't say how!
"This, this, in fact, ......!" Han Yuxin didn't finish speaking, and Jiawen made a stop gesture!
"You don't need to say more, I know, come with me, let me see what you are capable of marrying my sister?"
"Hey, it's not ......"
Before Jiawen could finish speaking, he turned around and walked towards the way he came.
Seeing this, Han Yuxin understood, it was impossible for him to escape, why did you say that he came out!
"Alas" he sighed again and followed the other party!
At the same moment, in another room, a smile appeared on the corner of the mouth of the person who was called his father-in-law by Han Yuxin. "Kirin, interesting!" he remembered a legend that had been passed down through the Nine Kingdoms......
At the same time, Xue Sheng had just been reborn. Half a day passed, and he sat under a tree and looked at the sky. The beasts around him were still crawling, and Xue Sheng was also sitting there thinking. Thinking back over and over again in his mind, the images of that scene lingered, and a tear flowed from the corner of his eye!
Suddenly, he opened his eyes. I couldn't help but clench my teeth and gurgle!
For a moment, his eyes seemed to be fixed on something.
A voice came from beside him, and he tilted his head to look.
A phoenix cub covered in fiery red feathers rubbed his shoulder with its yellow beak, and when he saw that he didn't react, he lay down beside him and stayed with him like that!
The two big phoenixes watched in the phoenix's nest, and they somewhat understood the loneliness of Xuesheng, which was a kind of loneliness between life and death. They also flew to the side of Xuesheng and Xiaofeng, and spread their wings to hug them.
The moon came out, and the moonlight sprinkled down like snow, and Xuesheng's whole body absorbed the moonlight like breathing, and the disk-shaped mark on the top of his head appeared, and he kept turning. Slowly, the silver-gray spiritual power covered his whole body again, even with the little phoenix next to him. Even those two big phoenixes didn't notice that their descendants might break through the supreme realm because of this opportunity, breaking the legend that this beast could not become an ancestor!
Maybe it's better to forget.
Xue Sheng had another dream, and he remembered his previous experience......
In the world of immortals, the crystal coffin in the secret realm of Confucianism and Taoism is finally a little uncontrollable!
"Huh, what's going on?"
After a while, two figures appeared on it, one was Kong Qiu, the ancestor of Confucianism and Taoism, and the other was the old man Xia Mingzhan.
"It seems that it won't be suppressed for long!Old man!" Xia Mingzhan was a little anxious!
"Don't worry, it should be a while! This time it seems that the demon felt something before he suddenly woke up!"
"Yes, then we have to suppress it!"
"Hmm!" Kong Sheng's figure beckoned, and the Haoran pen enshrined outside the secret realm shuttled in. At this time, Haoran's pen was as happy as seeing his relatives, and he rubbed it in his palm from time to time.
Looking at this pen, Kong Sheng was a little emotional. When I think of holding it in my hand and facing the demons, I can't help but feel that time is like an arrow!
"Alright, old man, ready!"
Hearing such a loud pen buzzing, he unfolded his own coercion!