"Good boy, it's really shameless, the monarch treats you so politely, you don't even pay attention to it, if you don't let you know it, I really think South Korea is easy to bully."

The Shadow Rat Marquis's temper was short-tempered, and seeing that Mo Wentian was disrespectful to the monarch, he immediately became angry, and wanted to teach this person a lesson on the spot.

"Don't make a mistake!"

Han Yunqi waved his hand slightly to stop it, as if he didn't care about Mo Wentian's indifferent attitude, and said politely: "Brother Mo, don't leave it here, I hope to be careful." ”

After speaking, he turned around and left, but when he walked to the door, he suddenly turned his head, his soft eyes flashed with confusion, and he said with a firm expression: "Brother Mo, you must have some misunderstandings about Zaixia, but I believe that one day, you will definitely agree with you." ”

As soon as the words fell, his eyes stayed on Mo Wentian's face for a moment, and then he turned around and left in a floating manner.

Shadow Rat Hou glared at Mo Wentian demonstratively, and then followed closely with the two middle-aged Jindan masters in brocade clothes, hugging behind Han Yunqi and leaving together.

Mo Wentian immediately breathed a sigh of relief, he was not afraid of heaven and earth, but staying with a good male monarch like Han Yunqi, he only felt extremely awkward, as if he had experienced a battle of life and death.

It is also strange to say, it is said that Zheng Yu'er is beautiful and has the lofty status of a monarch, and it stands to reason that no male monk can turn a blind eye, but since this Han Yunqi stepped into the main hall, he has never glanced at Zheng Yu'er, but has always stayed on Mo Wentian's body.

This made Mo Wentian a little big. This person is not the slightest hostile to himself, but has always been sincere, and he is quite empathetic in everything, and if he turns his face and does not act with this person, it is not appropriate, he really does not know how to deal with it.

Without waiting for Han Yunqi and the others to go far, Mo Wentian immediately stepped forward and waved his sleeves and closed the two stone doors of the main hall tightly, as if he was afraid that this person would return somewhat.

"Hee-hee! Ask the sky, this monarch of South Korea, it seems that he has taken a fancy to you. ”

Zheng Yu'er's eyebrows were full of irrepressible smiles. also ignored Wan Shenghou and others. Immediately stepped forward to hear in her ear, thinking of the scene just now, she really couldn't help laughing.

"Yu'er! Don't talk nonsense! ”

Mo Wentian's face turned pale, and he said with a straight face: "This person just has good intentions." Sue us just some news. ”

"Haha!"

Zheng Yu'er immediately laughed wildly. A voice like a silver bell said, "Ask the sky." Are you so useless? Some of the bad preferences of the Korean monarch are spread all over the border countries, so you have to deal with them carefully! ”

"Yu'er. You ......"

Mo Wentian only felt that his head was a little black, he immediately looked up, but saw that Wan Shenghou and the other three marquis had already disappeared, obviously not wanting to disturb the two here.

"Yu'er, you dare to flirt with your husband!"

In just a moment, Mo Wentian swept by with his divine sense, and found that no one had paid attention to it, and immediately his heart rushed to his heart, and immediately stepped forward to pick up Zheng Yu'er's delicate body, and only pressed her with his strong body, biting the crystal jade-like ear beads, and smiled maliciously: "Yu'er, the two of us haven't cultivated for a few days, so it's better to confirm the Dao Law here." ”

Zheng Yu'er's pretty face immediately burned like a fire, the roots of her ears suddenly turned red, and her beautiful eyes were as white as he was, and she whispered: "Ask the sky, it's obvious that you want to do bad things, but what you want to say is so high-sounding, this is the royal city of Daqin, Yu'er is the monarch of Zheng Guo, if others know that you are bullied like this, what majesty is there to talk about?"

"What is the king of a country? In the eyes of your husband, you only have the same identity, and that is the head lady of Wujimen. ”

As soon as the words fell, Mo Wentian laughed, and when he was about to pick up the delicate waist in his arms, a fragrant wind suddenly rose from the ground, and the two of them left abruptly, and they no longer knew where to rest in the main hall?

One after another, the divine consciousness rippled out, like a calm lake, and any temptation of divine consciousness with ulterior motives would be forcibly intercepted in the main hall, stirring up turbulent waves in the mirror-like lake.

Mirror Heart Lake Dafa, if the heart is like the mirror platform, where to stir up dust, this divine power is a small range of divine knowledge enchantment, and any foreign divine consciousness is kept out, although it has not been cultivated by Mo Wentian to become a natal divine power, but with his current divine consciousness strength, if it is not the true king of the Yuan Infant, it is absolutely impossible to break.

There was nothing to say all night, in the Waiter Pavilion of the Great Qin King City, when Mo Wentian was indulging in the infinitely wonderful gentle township, while the small border city that was tens of thousands of miles away, and the Dizhi City in Ningzhou, he was spending time in the wind and rain.

The cold wind is bleak, the snow is drifting, the thick clouds swallow the sky and lock the sun, and the sky and the earth are vast, as if there is no end.

In the vast snowy sky, there was a long and mournful cry of a snow eagle from time to time, the huge black wings hovering in the sky, and the sharp eyes looked down in mid-air, flashing with an unusually cold cold light.

In the vast land, groups of people dragged their children and daughters, and walked in a mighty way, which was enough to have hundreds of thousands of huge evacuation teams, and they had a bird's-eye view from afar in the sky, as if they were a long snake crawling forward.

Behind these people, there are hundreds of cultivators, although their thin robes are blown by the cold wind, their expressions are always indifferent, standing coldly in the fierce cold wind.

The army of the Di Kingdom is pressing the border, and the city is already in danger, this is the war of the Xiuzhen Kingdom, and the ordinary people are like ants, not only do they have no effect if they stay here, but they will increase the casualties in vain.

After Gu Pound Kun arrived at Dizhi City, he ordered the local defenders to start dispersing the people overnight, and gathered the cultivators on duty here to escort these people along the way, and all of them moved to White Emperor City.

In the past few years, there have often been demonic monks on the border, and some disputes are commonplace, so as the Jindan sect in Ningzhou, Tianyuan Sect, Lihuo Gate, and Xuanyun Sect have all sent monks on duty here, and even Jindan powerhouses are stationed here all year round.

At this time, he was summoned by Gu Bangkun overnight, and asked the strong man of Jindan to be personally responsible, and summoned these monks to escort the people out of the city, as the general guard of the two states, and the parents of the people, Gu Bangkun paid more attention to the safety of the people.

As long as the people are safe and safely evacuated to the city, there will be no worries, and Wujimen can give it a go, fight to the death with the monks of Di State, and swear to defend the territory of Zheng State.

Time passed gradually, it seemed that the morning dawn was the first dew, and a glimmer of light passed in the thick clouds, that is, the morning sun jumped out of the sky, but was completely blocked by the thick clouds, and the mighty stream of people like a giant snake swayed towards the place where the sun rose, and soon disappeared into the vast land. (To be continued......)