As soon as Yuan Zhi said Yan Hui, he understood what he meant, "Do you want me to replace Fucheng to respond to this "Jin King Order"?"

"If nothing else, this is your only chance right now. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Yan Hui was stunned, "Don't tell me, when you brought me to the Southern Regions, you didn't think about how to approach the sacrificial tower at all. ”

"Every year, the sacrificial tower selects suitable women from the people to be selected as the royal daughter, and I was thinking that you should enter the sacrificial tower as a "candidate". ”

Once upon a time, it was indeed a long but fitting path.

"But Yan Hui, you only have six months left. "And the selection of the princess, to say the least, will take more than half a year.

"But I'm not like the Floating Chief. Yan Hui also has his own concerns.

"As for this, leave it to us. ”

The yellow clothes came from outside the door with a wooden box, and the green clothes held the white clothes that Fucheng loved to wear.

"You ......"

Yan looked back at the yellow and green clothes, isn't this the attendant of the floating city, it stands to reason that he shouldn't draw his sword at himself, why do he still come to help him?

Huang Yi put the box he was carrying in front of Yan Hui, "I'll talk about the details later, you just need to know that once Fucheng dies, we will be as happy as you." ”

Huang Yi raised Yan Hui's chin and looked at Yan Hui's cheeks left and right, "Fucheng's face is paler than yours, because of the perennial Gu worms, his face is blue, and he is relatively thinner than you." ”

Is this a disguised way of saying that I am black and fat?

"Give me your face, and you'll take care of the rest. Huang Yi looked at Lu Yi and said, "Wang Cheng Dou Gu is imminent, you must be fast!"

The big boat engraved with the five poisonous insects left from the waves of Rosemary, and on the side of the colorful cloaked ship, the slightly "fat" version of the floating city was sitting on the bow of the boat facing the blowing breeze, drinking a cup of tea in a comfortable manner.

The yellow and green clothes are waiting around and talking to her softly, seemingly enjoying the blessings of the world, but in fact, they are ......

The corners of the mouth are less hooked, and the eyes are more gloomy, the person in Fucheng seems to be laughing, but this smile is mostly calculating. ”

Green Yi carefully pointed on the side, "When holding the cup, the index finger should be tilted upward, and the little finger should hold the bottom of the cup." ”

Yan Hui stiffly raised the teacup in her hand, just such a gesture of drinking tea, she had been practicing for nearly an hour, and her mouth was about to be crooked by the breeze.

Yuan stopped at a place outside Yan Hui, quietly looking at Yan Hui in front of him, although he had a completely unfamiliar face, but Yan Hui at this moment was so serious and fresh.

However, the time left for her was too short.

Seeing that fate stopped, Yan Hui put down the teacup in his hand cleanly, God knows, why does this floating city have to hook his lips with his fingers and smile evilly when he drinks tea.

Before Yan Hui could stand up, he was pressed back by Huang Yi.

"You see that the man's eyes are wrong, Fucheng likes the beauty of men the most, and the person who likes it will squint and chuckle, and I can't wait to become the other party's wife directly, and brand my name on him, which seems to be bestowed, but the person I care about most in my heart is only myself, so this degree must be grasped well. ”

Hearing this, Yan Hui couldn't help but look at the yellow clothes twice, and looked at the person so carefully, could this yellow clothes ......

"That's all for today. "Fate ended this rehearsal about the floating city in one sentence.

Green Yi worried, "There is not much time left for us, Yan Hui hasn't practiced yet, and the time will ......."

"It's up to me then. ”

Yan Hui stood up and stretched his stiff limbs, "When it comes to acting, I'm a professional. ”

Most countries will build their capitals in the center/center of their country, first, for convenient transportation, and secondly, to facilitate the centralized management of surrounding territories and government affairs, but the southern region is different.

The Twelve Island Lords are in charge of all the large and small floating islands around the Southern Regions, and the Twelve Island Lords are under the jurisdiction of the Three Kings and have their own affairs, but no matter how powerful the Three Kings are, they must be dispatched by the royal daughters in the royal city.

And every order given by the princess came from the sacrificial tower in the middle of the royal city, and the entire southern region was like a spider web spread out, and the one who controlled this web of power was the high priest.

The high priest is almost a god-like existence in the hearts of all the people in the Southern Regions, not to mention becoming one of the three kings and being able to command one side, only to say that he can enter the sacrificial tower to meet the high priest, which is already full of temptation for some people.

This temptation made the entire Southern Regions boil even more after the high priest issued the "Jin King Decree".

The Twelve Mountain Lords came from all over the place, and on the ferry in front of the gate of the King of the Southern Regions, large ships from all over the country gathered, and in addition, there were many talented people waiting here early.

Although they are not qualified to participate, no matter which of the twelve mountain lords wins, the seat of that mountain lord will be vacant.

And the position of this mountain lord relies on real strength, not to mention, there are more than one or two mountain lords who die for various reasons in every battle between the three kings.

Gorgeously colored, beautifully depicted large ships docked one after another, and after an intimate "long time no see, it's good lately", all hidden are hidden murderous intentions.

After all, this is supposed to be a never-ending battle for the throne.

The ferry was close in front of him, but Green Yi looked anxiously at the hatch in front of him, two hours ago, Yan Hui went inside, and then never came out again.

"When it came to the end, she wasn't afraid to run away. ”

"Probably not. Although Huang Yi said this, his eyes couldn't help but look at the edge of the ship in the distance.

"She also asked us for information about other mountain owners two days ago, if you plan to escape, you don't need to do anything more."

"But the ship was about to come ashore. ”

"Wait. ”

Green Yi looked at the ferry that was close at hand, and his heart was even more flustered, they tried their best to hide the fact that Fucheng was dead, and they were busy for so long, if this Yan Hui escaped now, he ......

"Childe, the ship has anchored, but do you want to dock now?" The anchor was thrown off the big ship, and the attendants who were busy in the cabin came forward to pay their yellow clothes back and forth.

"No matter!" Seeing that the hatch still didn't mean to open, Green Yi stepped forward directly, raising his leg to kick.

The closed hatch was suddenly opened from the inside.

"Tu Baozi, I've been waiting for you for a long time, what are you doing in there......"

Before he finished complaining, he was swallowed alive by the green cloth.

The woman behind the hatch slowly raised her eyes to the green clothes, and there was even more dead silence in those already gloomy eyes.

She looked at the boy with displeasure, as if she was thinking about what kind of death could make him dissipate the anger in her heart.

"How could it be ......"

Green Yi couldn't help but take a step back, the person in front of him was Yan Hui who couldn't even learn to laugh, this was clearly Fucheng.

No, she looks even scarier than the floating city.

Suddenly, those gloomy eyes narrowed, as if they had seen the prey of interest, and the coldness in their eyes suddenly dissipated.

She walked forward, seemingly casual, but every step was an interpretation of her imperativeness.

She stood in front of Yuanzhi, the corners of her lips slanting upward.

"In Xiafucheng, I don't know if the son can be married. ”

The fate is slightly foreheadd, "The wife Yan Hui." ”

The coolness in his eyes grew heavier, and the smile on his lips deepened.

"Yan Hui is not here, only Fucheng, I don't know if the son is willing to come to my island and be my beloved. ”

Yuan Zhi looked at Yan Hui in front of him, and suddenly laughed leisurely.

"I am willing to share the joys and sorrows with Qing, and go to the ...... with blood and rain"