Respect for the old and love for the young, traditional virtues.

What's more, Jiang Heng is highly respected, among the civil and military officials in front of Ye Youhuan, how many civil officials are his disciples, and how many military attaches have received his favors, it is difficult to count clearly.

Ye Youhuan slapped the old minister Jiang Heng and stunned him, causing public anger again.

This time, the ministers decided that even if the princess stopped them, they would get rid of Ye Youhuan, the thief.

On one side are Ye Youhuan, the princess and Zhong Ling.

On one side were forty or fifty civil and military ministers.

Judging from the number of people, Ye Youhuan's side does not have any advantages.

But Ye Youhuan didn't panic.

He was very confident in his own strength, not to mention that he had Zhong Ling by his side.

If they are forced to be anxious and Zhong Ling shows his true body, then even if the soldiers in the entire camp want to stop them, they will not be able to do it.

Just when Ye Youhuan confronted the ministers, the princess did something strange.

She asked Ye Youhuan to pose in a pose, and then fantasized that there was a fire in her heart.

Ye Youhuan was puzzled, but still did so.

"Like...... It seems like there really is a fire. Ye Youhuan's expression was strange, and he felt a burning sensation in his chest, as if his heart had really bred a fire.

But how is this possible?

How could a flame exist in a person's body, wouldn't that burn a person to death?

"With your mind, move that fire in the palm of your hand." The princess said.

"What do you mean by thoughts?" Ye Youhuan asked.

"It's just imagining, imagining it's moving, moving from the heart to the palm." The princess said.

"Oh!" Ye Youhuan tried to do what the princess said.

The flames started from the heart, as if there was a railroad track in the body, and the flames moved along a line in an orderly manner to Ye Youhuan's palm.

"Crackling, crackling, crackling—" Ye Youhuan's palm flickered with sparks.

"This ...... What's going on. Seeing the sparks beating wildly in the palm of his hand, Ye Youhuan felt nervous in his heart.

"Good." The princess breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing the sparks flickering in the palm of Ye Youhuan's hand, the princess looked very pleased.

"And then what?" Ye Youhuan asked anxiously, he was very curious about the strange things that happened to him.

"Then you imagine a fire burning from the palm of your hand and burning your whole body." The princess said.

"What?" Ye Youhuan was so frightened that he almost didn't extinguish the spark in his palm.

"I make you imagine a fire burning your body." The princess said.

"If there really is a fire, won't it burn me to death?" In view of the sudden appearance of Mars in his hand, Ye Youhuan didn't dare to think about it.

"No, it won't." The princess said, "What I want to teach you is the usage of our Murong bloodline. ”

"Bloodline?"

"That's right, do as I say, and I won't hurt you." The princess said.

"Good...... All right! Ye Youhuan thought to herself: "The princess has no reason to harm herself, so I'll give it a try as she said." ”

Here, when the princess was teaching Ye Youhuan how to use the bloodline.

The Minister of Civil and Military Affairs couldn't bear it anymore.

After finding that the princess was indifferent to anything, they finally rushed towards Ye Youhuan.

On Ye Youhuan's side, tiny sparks appeared around his body.

These are pitifully small, the size of fireflies, and they are flashing and flashing.

But there are more and more sparks twinkling.

"Whew-"

Ye Youhuan's body suddenly burst into flames.

"it—" Ye Youhuan shouted in surprise.

His whole being was surrounded by flames.

However, he could see through the flames, and the flames on his body only warmed him and did not hurt him.

Seeing the ministers holding weapons and killing him, Ye Youhuan said: "I'll study with you later, I'll settle these people first." ”

The princess ignored Ye Youhuan's words, and she said to Ye Youhuan: "You must observe my movements carefully. ”

"But they ......" Ye Youhuan wanted to remind the princess that those civil and military officials were already about to be killed.

"Don't worry." The princess said, "You have to pay attention. ”

"Good!"

At this moment, the princess and Ye Youhuan were both sideways.

The left foot is in front and the right foot is in the back.

The right hand is raised high in the center of the eyebrow.

Gong took the initiative, she took a step forward, she was twisting towards Ye Youhuan's body, becoming turned away from Ye Youhuan, and her raised right hand also waved forward fiercely at the same time, the action was a bit like throwing a baseball, but it would not bend over like throwing a baseball.

At the same time, the princess shouted, "Fury! ”

Ye Youhuan felt that this action was very chic, he remembered the action, and then acted like a princess.

When the princess did this, she just looked very chic, but there was nothing unusual about it.

But after Ye Youhuan, whose whole body was burning with flames, made it, it had an earth-shattering effect.

"Boom—"

The huge rumbling sound covered up the word "flame rage" shouted by Ye Youhuan.

A large piece of flame swelled into a huge flame heart, and then as Ye Youhuan swung forward, the flame heart instantly collapsed, first turning into a sea of fire, and then rolling up a tsunami-like flame and rushing forward.

The ministers who rushed over directly faced the raging flames.

The first few rushed to the front, and before they could react, the flames engulfed them.

The flames rushing towards these people were extremely hot.

After only a few seconds of contact, their bodies felt as if they had been burned by fire for several hours, and their skin was carbonized and blackened.

When the flames dissipated, the ministers who had just rushed to the front, and the ministers who were the most vocal, were all burned to the ground with black coal.

The ministers who narrowly escaped had some burns on their bodies.

They were scared into a cold sweat.

They all knelt towards Ye Youhuan as fast as they could.

After kneeling, the ministers pressed their heads to the ground and remained motionless.

"Cut, greedy for life and afraid of death."

Ye Youhuan was surprised that he could control the flames, and when he saw the ministers kneeling together, he was very disdainful of these ministers.

The princess explained, "It is not you who kneel on their knees, but your blood." ”

"My blood?" Ye Youhuan was surprised: "What's wrong with my blood?" ”

"Lend me your sword." The princess held out her hand.

Ye Youhuan handed the sword to the princess.

The princess held a sword in one hand and grabbed Ye Youhuan's arm with the other, and said to him, "Don't be afraid, don't move." ”

"Huh?" Ye Youhuan saw that the princess seemed to be about to cut herself with a sword, and hurriedly asked, "What are you doing here?" ”

"Draw a sword in your arm." After the princess finished speaking, the sword slashed towards Ye Youhuan's arm.

"Wait-" Ye Youhuan grabbed the princess's wrist and stopped the princess's behavior.

"Can't you do it without rowing?" Ye Youhuan asked.

"No way!" The princess said, "I want you to see the Yan Emperor bloodline of my Murong family. ”

"Then you light, don't accidentally make me disabled." Ye Youhuan reminded the princess to be careful.