The emperor hadn't spoken yet, and a few children at the gate of the town who were cautiously watching the excitement were not satisfied at first.

The immature voice was particularly loud in this.

The childish childish voice falling in the ears of the emperor was also particularly harsh.

"Phew, Sister Qinghui is not what you say, she is a good person, you are all badas!"

"Yes, Sister Qinghui protected my parents, Sister Qinghui is a good person!"

"I only recognize Sister Qinghui, when we are in need and in difficulty, you people have never appeared!"

The Emperor's eyes darkened suddenly.

Obviously, he didn't expect Qinghui to have such a reputation here.

Obviously, he has already cultivated Qinghui with that temperament.

It must be the power in her bloodline that makes these people unconsciously surrender, it must be like this.

The palace emperor lowered his eyes, but the corners of his lips still had a gentle smile, looking at the people in front of him like looking at a lost lamb.

Holding a golden-white metal scepter in his hand, he raised his hand in a high posture.

"Don't be obsessed, you are just confused by the power of Qinghui's bloodline, if you lose your faith because of this, when you come to your senses, you will regret what you have done now."

The palace emperor stared at them and spoke, and at the end, his voice was already a bit of a stern warning.

As the palace emperor, he naturally has that kind of bloodline power, although the strength is also strong, but it is not as strong as Qinghui's power.

But it's more than enough to deal with these ordinary people.

Everyone who was blocking the gate of the town felt a kind of pressure.

An inexplicable pressure to surrender, even more so for those children, as if they had seen something dirty, they cried directly.

Obviously, this is the guy who uses power to force them to submit, but he is good at saying black to white.

The expressions of several people struggled, but they were still unable to say a word because of each other's strength.

I could only watch as the people in the prayer hall walked this way step by step.

"You're so annoying, get out of here."

Suddenly, a voice rang out.

There is an obvious irritability in the softness, as if someone has disturbed the afternoon nap.

The heavy breath of getting up instantly dissipated the coercion on everyone here, but the people who were originally full of ambition in the prayer hall were instantly stunned, buzzed, and froze in place, without any movement.

The palace emperor could barely resist the anger in Qing Hui's voice, as well as the power that could not be resisted from the bloodline.

Raising his eyes and looking ahead, his face instantly sank.

Kiyoki stepped out of the town's path.

The body is wearing the most ordinary dress that girls in this era will wear, blue-black, with a ladylike atmosphere, but when worn on Qinghui's body, that ladylike atmosphere instantly dissipated.

With a heavy coercion and majesty, it was like a big mountain, pressing straight towards them.

Parallel to Qinghui is a teenager.

His soft black hair was slightly messy, and his long eyelashes covered the pupils, which also covered the emotions under his clear and translucent light brown eyes.

It looks faint and doesn't speak, but it just makes people feel inexplicably indescribable, which makes the emperor feel a little strange.

But if you really want to say what's wrong with this little boy, he can't tell.