Dugu Yunque came back to his senses at this time, frowned and glanced at her, and then looked up at Qin Shang: "Young Master Lan-"

"Who is Lan Gongzi? This son's surname is Qin. Qin Sheng turned his head and said in a cold tone, "Your niece is too noisy, my son ordered her dumb hole to be quiet for a while, and she will relieve herself in six hours." ”

Dugu Yunque's face became gloomy again: "......"

It's true...... No one had ever dared to speak to him in such a tone.

He is the king of a country!

Can you be polite to him?

The anger of the emperor's majesty was involuntarily burning again, and the emperor's hands and fingers clicked.

"Your Majesty, please calm your anger." Prince Wu reminded in a deep voice.

Dugu Yunque's forehead jumped, and he took a deep breath before he could barely suppress his anger, and said lightly: "What I want to say is that since Xile likes Gongzi, then I am willing to be the master to give this marriage——"

"Shut up!" Qin Sheng almost wanted to kill him, and roared coldly and angrily, "Who loves to marry whom?" This son is not interested in her! ”

Willing to give marriage?

Who do you think you are? Is it true that the Lord of Joy is a fairy?

Di Xiu looked at someone's angry and ruined eyes, and his eyes looked like he was about to breathe fire, and his eyebrows were raised slightly, but he didn't say a word.

And His Majesty the Emperor, who was mercilessly yelled "shut up" in front of thousands of soldiers, suddenly felt that his majesty was swept away and his face was gone.

Dugu Yunque endured it again and again, and finally couldn't bear it anymore at this time, "It's so presumptuous-"

Bang!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

With several earth-shattering bangs, a strong air current suddenly blasted the heavy temple door open!

Prince Wu's face changed greatly: "Your Majesty, be careful!" Someone, escort! Escort! ”

Dugu Yunque subconsciously retreated, but he was standing on the dragon chariot at this time, how could he retreat?

directly sat on the bright yellow brocade seat.

The Praetorian Guards surrounded the dragon in a protective posture, but the hand holding the sword trembled uncontrollably.

There is no way, the battle in front of me is too scary.

The heavy door panel was torn apart, the gravel was scattered, the air flow hit the outside of the hall, the dust was stirred, and a towering tree outside the hall was cut off.

A figure flew out of the hall - a pure black robe, wrapped from the neck to the ankles, and a head full of white hair raised in the wind.

Dozens of Nine Pavilion masters flew out, surrounding the white-haired man in a seamless formation, and the strong duel made the air roll up a violent wind, and this fierce wind was completely controlled within a few zhang outside the hall at this time, making people's scalps numb, and they were so nervous that their breathing almost stopped.

Prince Wu and his subordinates, who looked at the situation inside through the gate of the mansion, all looked like earth, and they couldn't help but think in their hearts, if they really rushed in, they were afraid that they would have already been divided into pieces like those broken stones and plants, and even the corpses would not be complete.

Qin Sheng silently counted, the Nine Pavilion masters had no losses, but after fighting in the hall for so long and killing so many well-trained dead soldiers, the vitality consumed was extremely great.

At this time, even if he can still stand, that is, he is fighting with a breath of true qi, but it is unknown what the strength of this national teacher is at the moment......

Qin Shang's eyes turned slightly, and he began to look at the national teacher in a black robe.

This person did not look very old, at most in his early thirties, his face was a little sinister and handsome, his face was fair, and his lips were glowing with a bewitching red.

The unusual color makes people feel stunned for no reason, and then a deep disgust swells up.