Mrs. Mu is a rich, powerful but very lonely woman, it can be seen from the involuntary echo of the words of these women around her that Ye Chen has been sitting silently next to Mrs. Mu when they are chatting, that is, she did not interject rashly, nor did she eat nonsense, just sat quietly and listened.

After listening to them for a while, he had a little understanding of their poems.

Most of them are women in the aristocratic circle of Ningguo, most of them are married women, but the initiator of the event, Mrs. Mu, is single, and her status is also the highest.

said that it was a poetry meeting, but in fact, it was a climbing elegance, how could they know poetry, it was just a name, and the party did not invite any talented poets, not even men, the only exception was Ye Chen.

This truth made him a little puzzled, wondering if this Mrs. Mu really fancied that she wanted to be a guest of the curtain?

Do you want to say yes or... Yes.

He was thinking in his heart, suddenly there was a commotion in the distance that attracted their attention, Ye Chen sat calmly and heard the sound getting closer and closer, and soon went up to the small island in the middle of the lake, a rapid and heavy voice quickly approached the pavilion, and before he turned around, he felt a wave of anger rushing to his face.

This anger seems to be directed at himself.

Ye Chen turned around and saw a middle-aged man in a gorgeous brocade robe behind him, this middle-aged man was a beautiful man, his skin was as white as a woman, a small goatee on his chin was neatly trimmed, and he was wearing a purple crown.

"Who is he and why is he here?"

"Her husband is here?"

Ye Chen looked at Mrs. Mu's beautiful face with a slight weakness, her pretty face was flushed, but she didn't panic as she imagined, but slowly stretched out her jade arm to him, Ye Chen was stunned for a moment, reached out to hold the weak and boneless jade hand and helped her get up.

Mrs. Mu walked up to the middle-aged man with elegant steps, and said unhurriedly in a pleasant and quiet voice like her elegant temperament:

"Whoever Madame Ben invites as a guest, you don't need anyone's permission!"

Her voice was not loud, but there was a peculiar charm in her tone, as if it was a kind of firmness that did not allow her beak, and the middle-aged man's face became even more ugly on the spot when he heard it, but he didn't dare to turn his face with her.

His chest rose and fell and he took a few deep breaths, and his eyes fell on Ye Chen, especially when he saw that he was tall and strong, and his arm that seemed to be holding her white as jade, in fact, his palm was too big and directly held her arm, looking at it from the perspective of a middle-aged man, it seemed that she was lying in his arms, seeing that he was angry, pointing at Ye Chen's tone was extremely cold:

"Report your name, this king will never kill the unknown!"

Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was about to answer, but Mrs. Mu was angry, pointing outside and drinking:

"King Qi Jun, Mrs. Ben is not welcome to you, please leave!"

King Qijun's face changed, and he looked at the thick sadness rising in Mrs. Mu's eyes, and said sadly with his hands on his chest:

"You drove me away for another man, don't you know what I want for you? I've been waiting for you for so many years, that's what you've been waiting for? ”

His tone slowly became colder, the killing intent in his eyes slowly became stronger, he looked at Ye Chen with a gaze like a dead man, squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth, and said word by word:

"You're dead!"

"Enough!"

Mrs. Mu suddenly shouted angrily:

"Don't be acting, get out of here immediately, or you're welcome."

As soon as her voice fell, King Qijun's face changed again, but this time it was not angry, but calm, it seemed to be like this often, and he spread his hands and stepped back while grinning:

"This king likes this, Iron Mountain!"

He suddenly shouted a person's name, and then looked at Ye Chen with a gaze like a dead man and said:

"Boy, this king knows that you don't know anything, give you a chance to leave now and live, otherwise today next year will be your death day."

"It's really...."

Ye Chen rubbed his forehead, a series of changes made him almost blind, and it was only now that he could understand what was going on:

"It seems that this is not peach blossom luck, but peach blossom luck!"

If he guessed correctly, it should be that this King of Qi County has taken a fancy to Mrs. Mu, but Mrs. Mu doesn't like him, and because Mrs. Mu's identity can't be strong, King Qi County can only rely on water grinding kung fu, and at the same time kill all the men that Mrs. Mu fancies, and he, either the man that Mrs. Mu has a new eye on, or he is purely an unlucky guy who pulls in to block the gun.

Whether it was a lucky person or an unlucky egg Ye Chen didn't know, but one thing was certain, he didn't like to be threatened, King Qi dared to threaten to kill himself, and in Ye Chen's heart, he had already put him on the death list.

But before that, let's talk about it after today's level, because behind King Qi Jun, a big man who was covered in thick armor and whose body size was no shorter than Ye Chen walked behind King Qi Jun with heavy steps, and said in a humming voice:

"Your Highness!"

King Qi Jun pointed at Ye Chen and said:

"Go and talk to him."

The big man nodded without hesitation, looked up at Ye Chen, a vicious aura that could only be formed by wading through the corpse mountain and blood sea rushed to his face, Ye Chen hugged Mrs. Mu and put it behind him, and several pretty maids on the side were rushed by the evil qi and let out a frightened scream.

Madame Curtain was also aware of this scene, and when she saw Ye Chen's eyes, there was a hint of appreciation, as well as a hint of guilt, and she whispered to him:

"Actually, you can say no."

Ye Chen paused, his gaze swept over her charming face and bewitching figure, a mischievous smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he asked in a low voice in her ear:

"If I can defeat him, will I have the honor of being Madame's guest of honor?"

"Ahh

Mrs. Mu obviously didn't expect him to say this, and raised her head in great surprise, and saw his aggressive, fiery gaze fall on her, which was so intense, as if the air temperature had become high, that she began to feel hot all over, but she didn't know how to answer, and covered her flushed face with her hand and turned her head away.

On the other side, King Qi Jun was furious, gritted his teeth and lowered his voice and said to his subordinates:

"Kill him!"

Tie Shan didn't speak, just nodded slightly, and 'choked' pulled out a big sword that was almost as tall as an ordinary person, and slowly pressed it down in the direction of Ye Chen.

The surging killing intent like a tide made Ye Chen come back to his senses, and he also pulled out the long sword in his hand, and everyone was stunned, because the long sword in his hand had not yet grown sharp.