The rest of the few were as silent as cicadas, and the atmosphere did not dare to breathe.

Ye Yuelan waved her hand: "Rush out!" Not a single instrument! ”

As a result, all of these women were eliminated without leaving any ground.

The chief administrator of Ouchi, who was standing next to him, asked tremblingly, "Your Majesty, then other women are allowed to come tomorrow...... Come on? ”

Ye Yuelan looked interested: "Yes, but I'm a little troublesome, so let's do it, all the women will be sent to the county lord's post house first, let her look at it first, she looks pleasing to the eye, satisfied, and then send it to the palace, it's not too late for me to choose again." ”

The general manager bowed his head: "Yes!" ”

He was wide in his heart, and the county lord was obviously overturned by the vinegar jar!

Let her choose a woman for His Majesty the Night Emperor, I'm afraid she will be eliminated directly! It can't be sent to the palace at all!

Even if she sent in a few to cover people's eyes, it must be crooked melons and cracked dates, even if it is not, it is very ordinary.

And how can a very ordinary majesty look at it?

Although His Majesty clearly said that he was going to accept the harem, judging from this situation, this harem can't be accepted at all!

Originally, he thought that His Majesty would have a few more concubines, and there would soon be a little princess in the palace, but now it seems that it is yellow again......

But once His Majesty's decree was issued, it was not changed, and he could only do it.

The county lord of Invite Yue was also a little confused.

She had actually achieved her original goal, and she should have been happy, but now she couldn't be happy.

I always felt that something was wrong, but I couldn't say anything was wrong for a while, my heart was heavy, like a scale, she stepped forward: "Brother Night Emperor......"

"The deity is tired, you go back. Come on, send the county lord back to the inn! Ye Yuelan flicked her sleeves and turned to leave.

Someone invited the Lord of the Moon County out.

Ye Yuelan came out, with silver wings by his side, and he asked, "Where is that flower vine?" ”

"Your Majesty, she is still being tortured......"

"Check it out." Ye Yuelan turned around and walked towards the torture hall.

Hua Manqing was beaten badly!

The skin on her body was open, and her whole body was dripping with blood, she was also hard bones, and she didn't say a word when she was beaten like this, only let the cold sweat crawl on her face.

When Ye Yuelan arrived, she had already suffered more than eighty blows, Rao is her skill, and at this moment, her face was pale, and her anger was like a gossamer.

Ye Yuelan waved her hand and let the punishment messenger go down.

Hua Manqing didn't faint yet, she barely raised her head, and her eyes lit up slightly when she saw Ye Yuelan: "Your Majesty ......"

He couldn't bear it?

Ye Yuelan lowered her eyes and looked at her face, and a faint white light appeared from the tips of her fingers, pointing directly at her forehead!

Hua Cranberry seemed to have been knocked on a wedge in her head, and she snorted in pain, and she was about to scream when she opened her mouth, but the white light from Ye Yuelan's fingertips had already enveloped her whole person, and there was a sharp pain in her brain, and countless memories swarmed out-

She was shocked, read the art of memory!

She subconsciously wanted to break free, but where could she break free?

After a while, Ye Yuelan withdrew her hand and glanced at her again: "You are really the daughter of General Hua, the deity is looking away." ”

Hua Manqing's eyes were full of tears in pain, and she reluctantly looked up at Ye Yuelan: "It turns out ...... It turns out that His Majesty thought that the vine was impersonating......"

Ye Yuelan didn't answer, just stared at her face.

Hope rose slightly in Hua Manqing's heart: "Your Majesty, Manqing is wronged...... Can you let the vine go? ”

"Blame the deity?"

"No, no complaints."

"Good!" Ye Yuelan nodded, and suddenly asked without a head or a brain: "Are you dead, or do you want this face?" ”

Hua Manqing looked confused: "Huh? Your Majesty...... What does Your Majesty mean? ”

"Simple, if it's terrible, the deity will ask the black and white priest to change your face, and it can also be beautiful. If you want to have a face, the deity can only take your life. ”

Hua Manqing: "!! ”

She muttered, "Mangreen doesn't understand ......"

"You don't need to understand, you can choose."

Hua Manqing seemed to think of something, and blessed her heart: "Your Majesty hates people who have a similar appearance to Manqing, right?" So I want the vine to be replaced with the other ...... Could it be that Your Majesty is ...... Do you want to leave the vine green? ”

Ye Yuelan smiled!

The smile only condensed at the corner of his lips, and he slowly spoke: "No, you think too much!" The deity just thinks you don't deserve this face. ”

The flowers are blue and the face is blue.

Although she was confused, for the sake of her life, she still chose to change her face......

Ye Yuelan waved her sleeves, and another light wave enveloped Hua Cranberry, and after the light wave dissipated, Hua Cranberry fainted.

Ye Yuelan ordered someone to carry her out and send her to the Heavenly Master's Mansion......

When she wakes up again, she will find that she has completely forgotten about the affairs of the palace, and only vaguely remembers to promise His Majesty to change his face, because His Majesty hates this face......

Ye Yuelan took out the transmission note again and instructed his guard Silver Wing: "Go to Fenghuan Mountain to investigate a person named Jiuquan Old Man and see where he came from!" ”

"Yes!"

Ye Yuelan closed the transmission note and lowered her eyes to look at her fingertips.

Just now he read all the memories of Hua Manqing, this Jiuquan old man is Hua Manqing's master, and Hua Manqing's kung fu and every word and deed are all taught by him......

Who will be the person who teaches a girl to be more like Hua Mantuo than Jun Crimson, the main master?

Could it be the old man from a thousand years ago?

What is the intention?

……

He was a little upset and irritable, and was about to go out to investigate in person, when the transmission note on his waist lit up again: "Your Majesty, that Jun girl is leaving the land of the Night Clan......"

"Then send her away according to the rules, what else do you want to report?!"

But she was accompanied by a young man from the Jiaolong clan, and the Jiaolong King didn't want to let go...... The two sides quarreled. ”

Ye Yuelan: "......"

……

At the entrance to the land of the Night Clan, two groups of people are facing each other in a tense manner.

Jun Crimson and Hua Mandu stood together, and Jiaolong King Xuanmo led his four guards to block their way.

When Jun Crimson came down from Lethe Peak, his legs were shaking, and his head was even more buzzing.

She didn't want to stay in the Night Clan for a moment, and wanted to leave with Hanamidu and the soup dumplings.

She went to find Ye Muling first, wanting to say hello to him before leaving, but when she arrived at the post house, she found that Ye Muling was not there.

His guards told her that the young master had made an appointment with a confidante to see the flowers, and he would not come back for a while.

As for where to see the flowers, they don't know.

Jun Crimson used the transmission note to contact Ye Muling again, but the transmission note on Ye Muling's side was in a state of inaccessibility.

Every time Ye Muling and his sister are having a good time, because he is afraid of being disturbed, he will turn off the transmission note, and even if he is on fire, he has to finish soaking the girl first, which makes his subordinates very speechless and worried.

But he is the young master, he is the uncle, so naturally he has the final say.

Fortunately, if the young master encounters danger, he will still open the transmission note and call someone to help him, which reassures his subordinates.

Now he's gone again at such a critical time

………

That's it, vote, babies.

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