The ninth prince infant spirit leaned down slightly and smiled at Chu Tianyun.

Despite the fact that he was the ninth prince of the empire.

But when it comes to status, he is not as good as Chu Tianyun.

In addition, Chu Tianyun also won the top ten in the Dragon Fight.

This extended the life of the empire by 20 years.

Chu Tianyun was very kind to the empire and the royal family.

The ninth prince Ying Ling should salute Chu Tianyun.

In addition, Chu Chen and Chenxi are infant-age elders.

"No thanks, Your Highness!"

Chu Tianyun smiled and nodded.

"Uncle Tianyun doesn't give up, just call me Yingling!"

Ying Ling looked at Chu Chen with a smile and said, "Chu Chen and I are good friends!"

"Good!"

Chu Tianyun nodded and smiled, but he was not pretentious.

Ying Ling looked at Chu Chen and said enviously, "I didn't expect you to chase so fast!"

"It's only a matter of time before we overtake you!"

Chu Chen smiled at Yingling, not being humble to him.

Ying Ling's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "Chu Chen is still Chu Chen, who Ying Ling is familiar with, and he is still so proud and confident!"

What he liked the most was Chu Chen's self-confidence.

The infant spirit looked at Chu Chen and said regretfully: "If I can, I really want to go through the seven nights with you to awaken the powerful power of my Qin State!"

Ying Ling knew almost everything about Chu Chen.

He was looking forward to fighting with Chu Chen for the honor of the Empire.

It's just that the unfair rule makes him regret it.

"It doesn't matter. I, Sister Moon Rock and Dawn are enough for Long Qiye!"

Chu Chen looked at Ying Ling with a smile: "You have worked hard. Next year, as we fight for the honor of the Empire, you and I will fight side by side!"

"Dragon List Competition!"

Yingling's eyes lit up, he smiled, and nodded: "I'm looking forward to that moment coming, I'm looking forward to you suppressing the dragon of the hundred days on Qixi Festival!"

"Ninth Prince, don't you want this general's brigade to suppress the Tianjiao of the Hundred Dynasties?"

At this time, Brother Meng came over and said with a smile.

"Of course!"

Ying Ling looked at Meng Ge and said with a smile: "You are destined to disappoint me!"

"Grass!"

Mongo's face was covered with black lines, and his eyes turned white.

He admitted.

Although his strength is strong, in the face of the Tianjiao of those hundreds of dynasties, there is also alchemy.

There was little hope for him.

"I've seen Your Highness!"

Lee Dow Jones walked over and said respectfully to Yingling.

"Sister Joan, you're still so polite!"

Yingling said with a smile.

"The etiquette of kings and ministers is insurmountable!"

Li Dao said respectfully.

Looking at Li Daoqiong, Ying Ling smiled bitterly.

The children of the Li family are very strict and abide by the rules and regulations. They never cross the line.

It's great, but it creates a sense of distance.

Lee Dow Jones walked up to Chu Chen and saluted him.

"I'm sorry. I just made a mistake. I apologize to you!"

Just now, Li Dao Jones said that Chu Chen was a brother, but he also despised Chu Chen.

Upon understanding the situation, Lee of Dow Jones realized that he was wrong.

Chen Chu looked at Dow Jones. His surprise.

Although this woman is old-fashioned, she can distinguish between right and wrong.

If it's wrong, you can bend down and apologize.

They were better educated than the children of ordinary nobles.

You know, a lot of people don't apologize because of their faces.

"It's okay, you don't know!"

Chu Chen shook his head lightly and said with a smile.

He wasn't angry.

"Wrong is wrong, right is right. If you don't know, don't jump to conclusions!"

Li Dao looked at Chu Chen and said solemnly, "I don't know. That's not a reason to make mistakes!"

That's right. Chan looked at Dow Jones.

Some people, just looking at the surface, can easily draw conclusions, which is very irrational.

By the time you make a mistake, it's already late.

Of course, the most hateful thing is that some people will still chatter even if they make mistakes.

At this time, the disciples of the ten main schools arrived.

Just now they had some opinions about Chu Chen.

At this time, no one came forward to apologize.

It's just that, after listening to Dow Jones Lee's words, their faces are a little out of control.

Those who want to join the Seven Nights Dragon Fight are almost there.

Everyone was waiting for the arrival of the emperor.

It didn't make people wait.

Soon, Ying Ao and Princess Chen Xi appeared in the front hall together.

Princess Chen Xi nodded to Ying Ao and came to Chu Chen's side.

"Nine Brothers!"

Dawn shouted to Yingling with a smile.

"Sister Royal!"

Ying Ling looked at Liming and said with a smile, "Sister."

Just as the sound sounded, a terrible threat appeared in the sky.

This terrible pressure is suffocating.

It makes people feel that their legs are trembling and they want to kneel and worship in the movie.

This pressure mainly covers the antechamber of the Afang Palace.

In the antechamber, there are many maids underground. They trembled with fear and fell to their knees.

Those who want to join the Dragon of the Seven Nights one by one, are also pale.

It's scary.

Feeling this pressure, fear arises in their hearts.

Little by little, this momentum destroys their courage and deprives them of pride.

I want them to get down on their knees and bow their heads.

Cui Feiya's face was pale, his eyes were full of fear, and his body was shaky.

Chu Chen grabbed Cui Feiya's jade hand and sent out the breath of war to the sky.

This is Chu Chen's will.

In the ocean of souls, the empty Shangati opened his eyes.

A powerful soul force surrounded him and Cui Feiya.

Chu Chen's vigorous efforts stopped the terror.

Next to Chu Chen, Yue Yan's eyes were cold.

The terrible pressure fell on her and did not change her complexion.

On the one hand, both Meng Ge and Li Dao are struggling.

Those who came to participate in the Seven Nights of the Dragon Fight were also gritting their teeth.

Stress, growing fear.

"Poof!"

First, a young man could not stand the threat of terror and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

His body swayed, and he was on the verge of falling to his knees.

Just as he was about to fall, he took a step.

He gritted his teeth, the blood in his mouth staining them red, and he tried to stabilize his body.

Then, he straightened his crushed hunchback and erected a bony body.

He stared indifferently at the sky, his eyes full of hatred.

"Qin State, never give in!"

The boy clenched his fists and let out a low roar in his throat.

It was the voice of his indomitable will and soul.

Hearing this, these teenagers all proudly puffed up their bellies, proud of the world.

"Well, I deserve to be a Great Qin person!"

Ways to earn pride and admiration.

Chu Chen looked at this young man, his eyes full of admiration.

The arrogance of the Qin State, not giving in, and not bowing his head, made Chu Chen like it very much.

"Humph!"

The sky, with a contemptuous snort.

"A bunch of tough guys!"

The man didn't seem to stop.

The pressure continues to increase.

It was clear that the young man was going to keep going.

After all, he was just a fighter in the late stage of the buyout, how could he withstand such terrible pressure.

"Enough!"

Ying Aoleng took a sip, and the momentum was violent.

Around Ying Ao, nine golden dragons were looming in the sky, roaring.

This is the emperor's dragon god!

The Emperor's Dragon Banner belongs to the Emperor of the Qin Dynasty!

"Ying Ao, do you want to oppose Shang Adi?"

The sky, the sound is cold.

Terrible pressure has brought Britain and Australia down.

In Ying Ao's body, the emperor's dragon god constantly emitted dragon chants and tried to fight.

But the tone of the messenger was terrible.

"I'm not the enemy, you're the enemy!"

Ying looked proudly at the sky.

Today is the opening day of "Seven Nights of the Dragon".

Before this messenger appeared, he was belittled and bullied.

As emperors of the empire, Yingao could not wait any longer.

"Presumptuous!"

Ying Ao's words obviously annoyed the heavenly messenger.

In an instant, the pressure doubles.

Under the terrible pressure, Ying Ao's Dragon Seven began to groan.

"Too much deception!"