Luanfeng Palace, when the ghost king Xin Yin Si came, he saw the palace slaves standing outside the palace gate, his sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and he immediately strode forward and asked, "Why are you outside?" What about the Empress? ”

"That...... Empress she ......"

The palace maid spoke incoherently, looking at the demonic man in front of her, and the cold hairs on her body stood up. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The door behind the palace maid opened automatically, and she smiled softly, and her voice came from the depths of the hall, "Come in." ”

The slaves walked in, Xin Yin Si was about to follow, but the two huge gold lacquer doors were next to Xin Yin Si's nose and suddenly closed, and a huge sound sounded, like a bell on the top of the mountain, and dust and smoke were everywhere.

"The Ghost King should stay outside." The girl's indifferent voice was full of gloom.

The ghost king is uncertain, his face is crawling with haze, and the pupils embedded in his beautiful face are like a pair of seeds of demons.

"This king will go to the Chiffon Hall to prepare, and when the time comes, let the empress come over immediately, and there will be no delay."

Xin Yin suddenly stretched out his hand and lifted the eunuch who was some distance in front of him, the eunuch sniffed the Shura breath on the man's body, was so frightened that he nodded in fright.

Chiffon Hall.

All the cultural relics are all gathered, standing on both sides of the scarlet blanket, there are 9981 ladders on the gilded steps, and the dragon and phoenix are carved out of the auspicious pattern on both sides, and when the wings are soaring, it seems that there is a flow of aura released by the Venerable.

On the east and west sides, there are two huge Ding furnaces, one gold and one silver, which reflect each other, and the top of the Ding furnace holds the night pearl; In the north and south directions, there are ingenious incense burners, and the smoke of ambergris rises in a curling manner, which is picturesque and hazy.

Noon.

The people in the Chiffon Hall were a little unable to stand and chattered quietly.

"It's noon, the hour has come, the Empress."

"It can't be that you don't have a face, right?"

"Also, we are looking for great rivers and mountains in the west, how can we be snatched away by a foreigner? Not to mention being a woman. ”

"It is rumored that this night is a light song, killing the husband and killing the king, so it is not vicious."

“……”

Xin Yin Si stood at the head of the hundred officials, and the other princes of Xixun all looked at him worriedly, he listened to the voice of the hundred civil and military officials, he was impatient, frowned fiercely, and glanced at the mysterious totem of the zenith.

Could it be that Ye Qingge is playing tricks with him at this time?

"The Empress, here!" The shrill voice of the eunuch was like the unanimous hissing of thousands of ducks in the lake, tearing everyone's eardrums.

The ministers, the princes and grandsons, and the Xin Yin Division are all looking outside the hall, the people from afar are gradually clear, the bright yellow figure is like a round of rising sun, the flowing glow is plated, the floating light is embellished, she is pacing, step by step, step over the stone steps, step on the threshold, stand in the center of the entrance, step on the fragrance of a hall, block half of the white sunlight, the rivers and mountains stretch endlessly behind it, and the splendid history unfolds the picture scroll.

Looking at her, everyone held their breath.

Rao is Li Fugui, Yun Yuexia, and along the way, they can't help but look sideways a few more times.

A flash in the pan is a glimpse, beautiful and incomprehensible, looking back, all living beings are upside down, and the water is red, nothing more than that.

The woman's eye-catching and unique white hair, combed a cumbersome bun, swayed obliquely into the phoenix, decorated with pearl hairpins, inlaid earlobes with bright moon rings, no forehead ornaments, and the blood demon flower between the eyebrows is naturally demonic.

Red lips and black eyes, white hair and white skin.

The dragon robe on Qingge's body is specially woven and embroidered, and the style wrapped inside is like a cheongsam, outlining the dripping figure, Canglong hovers his waist and sways up, this cheongsam until there is no trace on his chest.

It's bare-shouldered!

The clavicle is three-dimensional, and the skin is smooth and supple.

A bright yellow robe covered her body, the shoulders are gray plush, the atmosphere is cold, the tail of the wide robe, dragging the ground, is eight feet, the palace maids with strict and uniform costumes are standing on both sides of the tail of the robe, holding and leaning, walking forward.

Li Fugui and Yun Yuexia were mixed into the position of the hundred officials.

Yun Yuexia smiled and watched Qingge cross the gilded ladder, sitting on the dragon chair with her back straight, and when she turned around, she waved her big hand, and the outer robe drew an arc in the air, and the golden dragon was lifelike, shocking the four fields.

If it weren't for those intrigues, Yun Yuexia would like to be a famous king for the ages.

In Luanfeng Palace, when she saw Ye Qingge wearing a dragon robe, she felt that the dragon robes in the world were all made for her, except for her, who could walk out of such a posture?

She had seen the Northern Moon Emperor in a dragon robe reigning in the world, which made her lose her heart, but when she saw Qingge sitting on the dragon chair, she only felt that hundreds of millions of people in the four stars should be surrendered at her feet.

Some people are born dragons.

For example, she-

A look of surprise flashed in Xin Yinsi's pupils.

A eunuch read the oath, and after the oath was read, the hundred officials should salute, but an abrupt voice sounded, "No, we can't let this ruthless woman be the king of Xixun, otherwise Xixun will be lost in her hands!" ”

The man who spoke was a young man.

"This is the brother of the princess of the North Tomb, the general of the iron cavalry, and he is very brave." The palace maid leaned into Qingge's ear and whispered.

"Pull it out and slaughter it, and throw it into a mass grave to feed the wolves." Qingge said coldly.

All the officials were suffocated, and the young man obviously didn't expect that Ye Qingge would dare to slaughter him in front of hundreds of civil and military officials after only one day of ascending the throne!

Presumptuous, arrogant!

Defiant!

"Didn't you hear?" Qingge glanced at the guards in the Chiffon Palace.

The guards' legs trembled, only a few guards stepped forward, the young man was extremely powerful, and the iron fist was punched out, and several of the guards had blue noses and swollen faces, and some of them were beaten out of their teeth.

"There is a king in the west, and it is a disaster in the west." The young man said angrily: "As a loyal minister, how can you watch Xixun destroy you, a demon girl? ”

With that, the man drew a knife and flew towards the dragon chair on the gilded steps, leaping into the air, his knees slightly bent, and the blood-stained machete in both hands held high, ready to be slashed at the head.

The hundred officials were flustered, the ghost king's back was stiff, he stood like a green pine, his face was a little treacherous, and the corners of his lips bloomed into a cold smile.

He just looked at it, without any intention of making a move.

Li Fugui's two eyebrows frowned fiercely, "This man is born ninefold, and the night girl is born eightfold, should I make a move?" ”

In the eyes of the world, they still think that Qingge is stuck in the stage of the innate eightfold.

"Don't blow up your strength yet." Yun Yuexia said: "Skipping challenges, she is good at it." ”

Hearing this, Li Fugui's hanging heart relaxed, but he still maintained the state of attack, as long as Qingge was in danger, he would give a fatal blow at any time.

Among the hundred officials, most of them are secretly happy, the brother of the princess of the North Tomb, who has a hot temper, and no one recognizes Qingge, the emperor who fell from the sky.

Most people hope that she will die by the man's knife.

The peerless beauty is in a different place, and the scene must be poignant and beautiful.

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