The coercion of the twelve layers of distraction spread, making Zhao Feiliu, who had been sharply reduced by the number of dead soldiers under him, tremble, and while he scolded the disciples of the false righteous path who were also stunned in a hurry, he said in a trembling voice: "Who is Your Excellency, this king Zhao Feiliu, since Your Excellency is on an errand in the imperial court, how can you see this king and not salute?!"

"So you're Zhao Feiliu......? One. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Feng Lieshan looked at Zhao Feiliu with a smile, and in a blink of an eye, he saw Zhao Yuheng and Wang Yurou trembling beside Zhao Feiliu, and the fake smile on his face immediately turned into a real smile: "This is His Royal Highness the Prince of Chongwang?" His smile easily deceived Zhao Yuheng's favor. The young and simple second son of King Chong hurriedly bowed his hand: "It is Zhao Yuheng below, I have seen Lord Feng, and I was offended just now, please forgive Lord Feng." ”

Feng Lieshan nodded noncommittally, sneering at Zhao Feiliu's face and immediately turned into a briquette. The black hair stood on end in anger, and it looked like it had grown a little taller out of thin air. "Bold last official, seeing that this king is so presumptuous!Do you still know what the order of respect and inferiority is!" He shouted as he hid in the defensive formation constructed by a group of monks who had entered the body one or two times, and the response he received was still only Feng Lieshan's smiling expression.

"What kind of order of respect and inferiority? Do you really take your title of prince seriously? Then Brother Zhao Lingfeng is stronger than you to the sky, and when he sees my family, he still calls him brother and brother?" A deliberately prolonged, cold and particularly scoundrel voice sounded from behind Feng Lieshan, and the fingertips were surrounded by the two sides of the Demon Wei Pavilion, and suddenly a wide gap opened, a tall young man wearing a big red sea source raccoon jacket, lined with purple Shuofeng ice light silk robe, wearing a purple and gold crown of Sanxuan Lingguang, and showing a stout and stocky meaning between his eyebrows, walked slowly, he was followed by two personal guards with four layers of qi, and all the people in the Demon Wei Pavilion, when they saw this, they all bowed their heads in their hearts, half-bowed down and saluted, and some said"Young Master!".

The great son of the king, Zhao Detian, who is nicknamed the Demon King of the World, is the most sloppy and deceitful guy, the surface is magnificent, the abdomen is reckless, and he is most afraid of reading and reading in his life, not to mention cynicism, and he is not even willing to take a look at the novels and essays of the rich words and songs, and he naturally has nothing to do with elegance. Fortunately, he is very self-aware, knowing that he is a philistine who hurts people, stunned martial arts material, since he was a child, he has studied arithmetic and business, and he is also very diligent in cultivating "Demon Thunder God Palm", so he has the strength to enter the body now, and the power to hold a pen and ink paper page in the palace.

The momentum on Zhao Detian's body was not very obvious, and it was very weak compared to Feng Lieshan, but his coercion with a faint copper coin aura made Zhao Feiliu feel even more difficult to deal with.

And Zhao Yuheng beside him was really overjoyed at this time.

"Brother Detian!" Zhao Yuheng let go of Wang Yurou's hand, rushed out from behind the iron bucket array, and all the cultivation that entered the body was used to accelerate and run, and almost a dodge arrived in front of Zhao Detian. Zhao Yuheng also knew the rules, and stood still in front of Zhao Detian, and bowed deeply, which startled Zhao Detian: "Brother Detian, are you ......here?" He turned his head to look at Zhao Feiliu, with a slightly embarrassed expression on his face, and said softly: "Did the little prince Feiliu offend you? Why do you want to be so fierce to him? Aren't we here for an outing this time? Why do you want to make such a big fuss?"

Zhao Detian looked at his former friend, although he was enthusiastic and familiar on the surface, he didn't have any taste in his heart. The person he can really rely on is not the father who loves money more than his children, but he has been accustomed to himself since he was a child, and he loves his aunt more than his mother who died early, that is, the current Queen Linghua. Since he is the person closest to the queen, he naturally knows the mystery behind this trip to the East China Sea, which seems to be just an outing. Zhao Detian knew his virtue and could firmly grasp his future, if he had to choose one between Zhao Yuheng, his playmate, and Queen Linghua, a backer who could bring him endless benefits in the future, then he would not hesitate to choose the latter.

Although Zhao Detian is a philistine and seems to have almost no ink in his stomach, he is definitely different from Zhao Yuheng, he is a very realistic person, a person who can grasp reality.

He won't delay his good future because of any ethereal feelings.

Therefore, he just smiled innocently, dragged Zhao Yuheng over, hooked his shoulders and laughed: "How can it!" It's just that the uncle (referring to the Linghuang, the current King and the Linghuang are distant relatives, not brothers, so it makes sense for the king's sister to marry the Linghuang as the queen, not to mention that even if it is a close family marriage, no one in the whole country dares to say half a word) thinks that Zhao Feiliu is young but does not know how to be motivated, and hooks up with some people who should not hook up all day long (referring to collusion with the eunuch party, the Linghuang inherits the throne of Emperor Ren, and almost all of them rely on the dictatorship of foreign relatives to maintain the government, so they are not close to the eunuch party, the eunuch party is an important minister left by Emperor Renhuang, and has been conspiring to help the prince ascend the throne in advance), and the uncle said bad things about him in front of my family, and as a result, my family was a little preconceived...... Hehehe, it's okay, it's all an ancestor worshipped, how can he really do anything?" Zhao Detian saw Zhao Yuheng's concerned and embarrassed look, and knew that he was mostly relying on the people under Zhao Feiliu's hands to survive from the dangerous "pseudo-secret realm", and along the way, Zhao Detian himself had also encountered many rampant righteous path demon path madmen.

Zhao Detian still has some skills, and after a few words of appeasement, he stabilized Zhao Yuheng first, of course, because of Zhao Yuheng's face, it is not good to embarrass Zhao Feiliu too much.

Zhao Feiliu knew that the strength he could rely on on his side was really very weak, and he was by no means Zhao Detian's opponent, so he could only lead these guys who claimed to be righteous heroes and silently retreated to the side.

At this time, the green-colored quadrangular jade tripod was still suspended above the wellhead, and a gust of wind blew out from the wellhead, hovering around Baoding, as if there was a pair of invisible hands supporting it. Zhao Detian gently let go of Zhao Feiliu, but he resolutely refused to "let go" Zhao Yuheng, and insisted on inviting him to the camp of the Demon Wei Pavilion to serve him with wine and meat.

Zhao Yuheng was originally extremely distracted about these things, and he was used to eating, drinking, and listening to music with Zhao Detian in the Qinglou Tavern, so he agreed to come down, and took Wang Yurou and went with a disciple of the Demon Wei Pavilion. Zhao Detian himself and Feng Lieshan stayed next to Na Baoding, looked left and right, and there was no way to take that Baoding.

That Baoding was protected by Gangfeng, even Feng Lieshan had no way to move it in the slightest, as for using the method of cracking the Juyuan style, the Demon Wei Pavilion could support a great array, but in that case, the Gang Feng and energy of all the people in the Demon Wei Pavilion were consumed on breaking the formation, in case it was attacked by the Divine Sword Gate under the hands of King Xian or King Mei - the consequences were unimaginable.

There seem to be some things engraved on the treasure tripod, but the layers of jadeite polish like things are covered, and it is not clear at all, and occasionally a few can be distinguished, and some words are not words, paintings are not paintings, and spells are not spells of strange things. Zhao Deguang is reckless in his abdomen, he doesn't learn anything, Feng Lieshan works in conspiracy and calculation, and he cultivates divine skills, and he is not a knowledgeable person, looking at Baoding, there is no way. The two discussed for a while, and they could only let the Demon Wei Pavilion camp on the side first, put up a big flag to deter Xiaoxiao, and at the same time sent some fast-paced scouts to scatter and invite foreign help.

Neither of the two dared to leave Baoding, so they could only stand stupidly beside them, and on the other side, Yinchen was so surprised that his eyes widened slightly when he saw Zhao Deguang walking out of the passage that the disciples of the Demon Wei Pavilion had let go.

He was stunned for a second, then turned his face and handed Mingquan a stern questioning look, he was about to question why Mingquan was lying to him, but he only saw Mingquan's expression more surprised than him.

Mingquan's small mouth was half-open, and all the expressions on his face were almost frozen, as if he had been caught in some petrification spell. "How is that possible?...... Romans' information could not be wrong?...... she groaned weakly, it really didn't look like something that could be pretended, although Silver Dust had lost the mage realm in his usual activities, but his spiritual power had evolved into a divine sense, and he could sense the changes at close range more accurately, Silver Dust scanned Mingquan's whole body with his divine sense, and did not find even a trace of abnormality in her breathing, heartbeat, mental fluctuations, and even subtle blood pressure fluctuations.

Silver Dust still didn't believe that under his divine scan, which was comparable to the most advanced lie detector, Mingquan could keep any secrets. The Guru once said that don't lie to the face of the mage, even if it's a lower level than you, unless you don't want to live.

This is also the reason why Yinchen dares to keep Mingquan by his side, he is not afraid that Mingquan will deceive him.

"It seems that things have changed. Seeing Mingquan's soaked red face, Yinchen actually kindly excused him, at that moment, Yinchen clearly saw Mingquan's crimson apricot eyes, flashing a pure, bright red light, that was the moment when her true feelings were revealed, very beautiful, more pure than any time she smiled and smiled.

Yinchen swallowed the rest of the words back, he finally understood what it means that there are few pure wicked people in the world, even if a dirty woman like Mingquan has a bright light in her heart.

"Husband, the slave family is to blame for this matter, and it has not been investigated clearly...... Fortunately, the slave family and His Royal Highness the Prince are also small, as long as he still remembers the old feelings, he is not afraid that he will not be able to ask anything...... If he didn't miss the old feelings, the slave family and the husband would have never appeared here! The characters sent by the imperial court, the husband only needs to beat the side drum and not drag his feet, and he will become a ......" Mingquan said, turned around and bowed lightly to Yinchen, and walked towards Zhao Detian with a sense of heroism and righteousness. Yinchen closed his mouth tightly and didn't make any sound, a pair of white silver pupils still locked on Feng Lieshan, trying not to look at Zhao Detian.

He and Zhao Detian also have some friendship with each other, after all, he, Zhao Lingfeng, and Zhao Detian are collectively known as the three sons of Pershing. Yinchen actually had a little bit of confidence that Zhao Detian would completely fall to himself, even if Feng Lieshan strongly opposed it on the side, it would be useless, some of the dark magic in his hands was not an ornament.

But he still let Mingquan and his daughter go to test Zhao Detian's attitude alone, and also learned, Mingquan In his eyes, Mingquan is really like that little red who has no sense of existence, a prop that can be consumed at any time.

Yinchen looked at Mingquan's back and smiled bitterly, he finally became the person he once hated, using living people as outcasts and props, when he was a child, it was absolutely impossible to do it.

When did it become like this? It was the moment when I said goodbye to my sister, right?

Sister......

On the other side, Ming Quan stepped out of the shadows among the trees and walked straight towards Zhao Detian and Feng Lieshan.

Feng Lieshan saw Mingquan, his only expression was to bow his hand with a smile, and then quietly retreated, Mingquan took the matter of destroying the dragon poison Lan to save him, although it didn't seem to be a great kindness in his eyes when he was cold by nature, but Feng Lieshan, who cherished his reputation, refused to let this matter be left like this.

"His Royal Highness the Prince ......" Mingquan cleaned up his mood, adjusted his expression, and walked to Zhao Detian with small steps, saluted Yingying, and greeted him with a smile.

"Mingquan'er, it's been a while!" "Although Zhao Detian, the son of the prince, is a bit of a scoundrel, he is also an upright boy, and he doesn't like the entanglement of feelings and interests of those false and wronged snakes. He doesn't care if he is the eldest princess or a registered princess now, he was used to playing with her when he was a child, and he still uses his childhood name, and he drags a pronunciation after his name.

The king gave a dignified hand to Mingquan, who is now only a registered princess, and that style couldn't help but make Zhao Feiliu dumbfounded, so that Zhao Yuheng secretly proclaimed: "This is the true love of the world, and it doesn't change its temperament because of poverty and wealth!"

Mingquan saw that he was still thinking about the old feelings, and when he came to the spirit, he exchanged a few words with him. Although Zhao Detian is notorious and is the most arrogant demon king of the mixed world under King Zun, he can really treat people sincerely, even if Mingquan is now lowly in status, he still fights with her. In a few words, the two of them spoke a little heart-to-heart.

"Your Royal Highness, why did this Demon Mighty Pavilion deal with you?Didn't you always command the Divine Sword Sect under your hands?......" Ming Quan asked Zhao Detian in a low voice while he was counting.

"What else can I do? Lord Sang did his best that day, if he hadn't been saved in time, he was afraid that he would have died. My uncle (the emperor) looked distressed, so he pulled out a few levels and became a third-grade member, so he took the line of my master...... On weekdays, I am mixed in the middle of the demon road, scouting the movements of the rivers and lakes, and at this time, I am specially helping Mingquan'er to preside over this matter...... My family came this time just to behave well in front of my aunt, lest he only remember that his brother forgot my ......" Zhao Detian said, secretly pouting at Zhao Feiliu's side: "But then again, Zhao Yuheng...... It's okay to scrap it, it won't kill you, right? My family still has a little friendship with him......"