Chapter 6 In heaven and on earth, the emperor is the most domineering
Chu Chengye's eyes erupted with fire, as a master of the martial arts realm, although he received Chu Yihan's palm, he would not have no room to fight back.
Fengyun Continent martial arts class division, from the Qi Realm, Martial Realm, to the Transformation Realm, there are only a handful of people in the entire continent who have martial arts to the Transformation Realm, Chu Yihan is one of them, and the Qi Realm and the Martial Realm are divided into upper, middle and lower three classes, Chu Chengye is talented and intelligent, when the children of the royal family and the family of the same age are still wandering in the Middle Qi Realm, he has already cultivated to the Lower Martial Realm, and of course he will not let anyone handle it at this moment.
Therefore, although the matchmaker was pressed in front of him, his body did not move, and Chu Yihan's people did not dare to force him, so he glared angrily at Xiao Yuwei, "I see which of you dares to move the main hall!" ”
Su Yuetong snorted lightly when she heard this, "You are really arrogant!" ”
"Su Yuetong, this hall will give you another chance for the sake of the dead General Su, obediently go back to the sedan chair and marry the main hall, your ugly things This hall will not care about you, if you are still presumptuous, this hall will definitely not ...... Vomit! ”
Another time, before he finished speaking, Chu Chengye was sent flying.
This time he got up with his face covered in blood, and he still looked at Chu Yihan in disbelief, "You...... So to the main hall! I ......"
"This king just killed you, so what?" Chu Yihan raised his eyes, his black jade-like beautiful eyes exuded a strong aura like Yama, and an invisible pressure pressed heavily on everyone's hearts, making everyone dare not breathe easily.
Chu Chengye felt a pain in his chest like it was about to be shattered, and when he looked up, he could only see the black boots embroidered with gold pythons on Chu Yihan's wheelchair, as if as long as he moved again, Chu Yihan would immediately kill him.
And even if he is his father's favorite son, Chu Yihan is not afraid to kill him.
This terrifying aura of the superior made Chu Chengye tremble in his heart.
Chu Yihan said to Mu Xiu lightly, "Baitang, continue." ”
On the side, Su Yuetong was a little frightened by Chu Yihan's momentum, and stood obediently beside Chu Yihan like a wood carving and didn't dare to move, for fear that if Chu Yihan waved another palm in the next moment, someone would be wiped out in front of her.
After Mu Xiu nodded, he asked Xiao Yuwei to arrest Chu Chengye and the matchmaker, worship heaven and earth on the one hand, and worship the high hall on the other.
Worshipping Gaotang is naturally worshiping Chu Yihan, Chu Chengye was slapped twice by Chu Yihan and spit blood, hating Chu Yihan to death, at this moment Xiao Yuwei pressed his head, but he refused to worship, Chu Yihan frowned, as if he was displeased.
Before Su Yuetong made a move, he took out a silver needle and hit Chu Chengye's Fengchi acupoint, Chu Chengye was stunned, and he began to kowtow to Chu Yihan with a bang, knocking his head casually as if he didn't want money, and Su Yuetong couldn't help but sigh, "The eighth prince and this matchmaker really have a deep relationship, and they are so grateful to the imperial uncle." ”
Chu Yihan tilted his head, and saw Su Yuetong's face full of schadenfreude, his eyes became darker and darker, and the corners of his tight mouth were almost imperceptibly bent.
Chu Chengye's head was still knocking down uncontrollably, knocking his neck to the point that it was about to break, and he couldn't control himself, he listened to Su Yuetong's words, and couldn't help but want to kill, "Su Yuetong!" You ......."
His angry scolding was covered by the sound of his kowtow, and after he was unconscious, Mu Xiu shouted a third time, and the husband and wife bowed to each other.
Chu Chengye's head was already like a wilted loofah, and he hung weakly in front of the matchmaker, and the matchmaker came to her senses after worshipping, "I'm ...... In the chapel with the Eighth Prince? ”