Many people from the royal family of the Yanyun Dynasty present all fell on Yan Wushuang.

The eyes are filled with hope and eagerness.

The only way now is to let Yan Wushuang agree to Yang Haolie's request.

In the field, only Yan Changge, Ji Ling and others were tense, and they couldn't bear it.

The entire Yanyun Dynasty has to sacrifice a girl's happiness to redeem it, which is really a bit sad.

But this world is like this, the strong are respected.

With strong strength and background, you can do whatever you want.

Yang Haolie looked at Yan Wushuang playfully.

With his identity, he can actually use strong means to force Yan Wushuang.

But that would be too boring.

Yang Haolie likes to see that those women are obviously unwilling in their hearts, but they can only succumb to his humiliating appearance.

Yan Wushuangyu's hand was clenched, and the bone joints were pinched white.

Jade's face showed a look of extreme struggle.

After Ye Guchen, she never met a man who could make her feel a little excited.

But her father, her grandfather, and the people of the Sword Sect Tallinn were all in the Yanyun Dynasty.

If the Yanyun Dynasty is shattered, these people will also fall.

This is by no means what Yan Wushuang wants to see.

Taking a deep breath, Yan Wushuang's chest rose and fell, and she said in a difficult tone, "Can you give me three days to think about it?"

Yan Wushuang had difficulty making a decision now.

Yang Haolie frowned, but immediately relaxed: "Okay, this prince is not a stingy person, it's only three days, this prince can afford to wait, but it's ......"

Yang Haolie's words changed, and then he said: "When the Fengne Dynasty will attack, it is impossible to say. ”

The meaning in his words is that if Yan Wushuang continues to delay, it will be too late for the Fengne Dynasty to attack.

Hearing this, Yan Shaotang and the others' faces changed suddenly, and their hearts were uneasy.

After finishing speaking, Yang Haolie and his entourage left.

In the living room, the atmosphere was dull and deadly silent.

"Shuang'er, it's all the ...... father to blame" Yan Changge's face had a hidden pain.

The reason why the Fengne Dynasty started a war was precisely because of that Fengne Empress.

She has always held a grudge against Yan Changge for abandoning him and choosing an ordinary woman.

After Yan Changge and the others returned to the Yanyun Dynasty, the hidden hatred of Empress Fengne was aroused again, and then it was decided to conquer the Yanyun Dynasty.

"Father, needless to say, it's none of your business. Yan Wushuang smiled reluctantly.

"Shuang'er, it's my Yanyun Dynasty that is too weak, so it's up to you......" Yan He's old face showed a look of shame.

Yan Beilin said: "Niece, you must think about it, the survival of the entire Yanyun Dynasty depends on your choice." ”

How absurd is that the survival of a dynasty falls on the happiness of a young girl.

"Shuang'er knows, let me be alone for a while. Yan Wushuang turned to leave, his back a little desolate.

"Shuang'er ......" Ji Ling's eyes were slightly red.

Who knows, how much Yan Wushuang has endured?

Just when the entire Yanyun royal family was in a gloomy situation.

Ye Guchen, Mu Xingzhu, and Lin Tu finally took a flying boat and came to Yandu.

They landed outside Yandu.

Ye Guchen put on a grimace mask, a black cloak on the outside, and a hood on his head.

Mu Xingzhu also put on a silver mask.

Lin Tu followed them quietly.

After entering Yandu, Ye Guchen and Mu Xingzhu did not go to the palace as soon as possible, but found a restaurant.

They also heard the news that the Fengne Dynasty was going to attack the Yanyun Dynasty.

"I see. Ye Guchen suddenly realized.

He had passed by the Fengne Dynasty before, and saw that the Fengne Dynasty had mobilized a million troops, but he didn't expect to come to attack the Yanyun Dynasty.

"It's good that we're here, otherwise they would be in danger, Senior Sister. Mu Xingzhu patted his little chest, a little afraid.

Ye Guchen also sighed.

Fortunately, after listening to Mu Xingzhu's words, he came to Yanyun Dynasty to take a look.

Otherwise, it is likely that the next time you come back, the Yanyun Dynasty will have already been reduced to ruins.

At this time, someone at the side table whispered again: "I don't know if this time, Princess Wushuang will marry the eighth prince." ”

"It should be, after all, our Yanyun Dynasty can only survive by relying on the Great Qian Dynasty. ”

"Hey, it's a pity that Princess Wushuang wants to marry that kind of person. Someone sighed, feeling sorry for Yan Wushuang.

"Huh, the eighth prince of the Daqian Dynasty?"

Under the grimace mask, Ye Guchen's eyebrows tightened.

If he remembered correctly, this Eighth Prince of the Great Qian Dynasty was the Yang Haolie he met when he was doing a mission in the Troubled Ancient Wasteland before.

Unexpectedly, Yang Haolie was actually eyeing Yan Wushuang.

This made Ye Guchen's face slightly cold.

"It's too much, it is really despicable and shameless to dare to persecute my senior sister. Mu Xingzhu was also angry.

Yang Haolie was obviously taking advantage of the Fengni Dynasty to force Yan Wushuang to marry him.

This made Mu Xingzhu extremely disgusted.

However, at this moment, the group walked up to the restaurant.

Everyone in the restaurant swept their eyes, and they were immediately stunned, and hurriedly closed their mouths, their eyes trembling.

The person at the head, dressed in a light purple suit, was none other than Yang Haolie.

He was followed by his retinue.

Yang Haolie and the others took their seats, and when the rest of the people around saw this, they hurriedly got up and walked downstairs, not daring to stay by Yang Haolie's side for a second.

Only Ye Guchen and the three of them still sat indifferently.

Yang Haolie didn't notice Ye Guchen and the others, and took a sip of the wine glass alone.

An entourage on the side patted his ass and said: "That Yan Wushuang really doesn't know each other, His Royal Highness the prince intends to recruit her as a concubine, it should be her honor, and she even refuses in every possible way." ”

Yang Haolie shook the wine in the glass, and said with a cold smile: "It's normal, I want to pretend to be a chaste martyr, such a woman, this prince has seen a lot, but in the end, don't you obediently surrender to this prince?"

Hearing this, Ye Guchen, who was in the corner, gradually condensed a cold glow in his eyes.

A trace of killing intent flashed away.

The attendant then asked, "Your Royal Highness, what if Yan Wushuang still refuses after three days?"

"If you still refuse...... Heh......" Yang Haolie's face showed a cold look.

"Then you don't need the Fengne Dynasty to make a move, this prince destroyed the Yanyun Dynasty first, slaughtered her family and friends in front of her, and saw if she surrendered!"

"His Royal Highness the prince is a good means. The attendant said flatteringly.

"Haha, of course, this is a last resort. Yang Haolie smiled casually.

But at this moment, a deep voice suddenly sounded.

"Is Your Excellency's mind too vicious?"

"Huh?" Yang Haolie raised his eyebrows, and then he noticed the three figures in the corner.

He vaguely felt as if he had heard this voice somewhere, but after thinking about it carefully, he had no clue.

Shaking his head slightly, Yang Haolie said indifferently: "You guys are really unlucky, you just happened to meet when this prince was in a bad mood!"

Yang Haolie held the wine glass, and his tone was cold.

Those entourages immediately understood, and one by one they burst out with momentum, and they were all Venerable-level powerhouses.

"Dare to upset His Royal Highness the Prince, you pariahs are really looking for death!"

Those Venerable Entourage drank coldly, and all of them made a move towards Ye Guchen and the others, and blasted away.

Yang Haolie didn't pay attention to them at all, and drank wine alone.

At this time, Lin Tu, who was sitting next to Ye Guchen, had a cold face and raised his hand to probe.

Poof!poof!poof!

Those Venerable Beings followed their bodies, and their bodies exploded directly, turning into blood flowers.

The splattered blood sprayed Yang Haolie's body, and the wine in his cup turned blood red.

"This ......"

Yang Haolie froze, his blood-stained face froze, his pupils shrank to the size of a needle's eye, and his breathing seemed to stop.