Ye Motian approached Lu Mengxin as he spoke.

Lu Mengxin retreated one after another, and the horror on her face gradually intensified.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, a voice came from the fourth floor of the Autumn Water Pavilion.

It is said that only the owner of Akisuikaku and the most distinguished guests are qualified to live.

The crowd followed the voice.

I saw that near the railing on the fourth floor, an elegant figure was looking down.

This woman is not very old, but she is very beautiful.

A dress as white as snow is like a white lotus out of the water.

Up and down, there is a feeling of floating immortals.

Let people only dare to watch from a distance and dare not play profanely.

Seeing this woman, everyone was shocked.

Because they recognized that this was the Qiushui Pavilion Master Xue Meng.

The beauty of Snow Dream is well-known in the entire Chiyang Country.

Many literati and scholars came from all over the world just to catch a glimpse of her.

Compared with the equally beautiful Lu Mengxin, this snow dream has added a bit of fairy spirit.

Of course, with the big beauty of Han Cook, Xue Meng is not so prominent in Ye Motian's eyes.

It can only be said that it is on par with Hancock.

"Tut, now the life of the daughter of the Lu family has been saved. ”

The guests of Qiushui Pavilion didn't like Lu Mengxin's behavior very much.

But they couldn't afford to provoke Lu Xiong, so they didn't dare to do anything to Lu Mengxin.

I was expecting Ye Motian to kill this Lu Mengxin's majesty.

Who knew that a snow dream would come out halfway.

"You're telling me to stop?"

Ye Motian looked at Xue Meng with a smile and asked.

Xue Meng was a little surprised by Ye Motian's expression, and a little dissatisfied.

There are not many people who can still maintain such a calm appearance when they see her appearance.

"That's right, I'll let you stop!"

Xue Meng's tone was indifferent, revealing a little domineering.

As if what she said was a command.

Even if Ye Motian is the fourth prince, he has to listen to her.

"Interesting, are you giving me an order?"

Ye Motian's smile was even brighter, but in the splendor, there was a bit of banter.

Xue Meng was stunned for a moment.

This Ye Motian is really different from before.

She still remembered that she was invited by Emperor Chiyang to play music in the palace, and the four princes at that time saw her.

It's also idle, a little sluggish and stupid.

Now, it seems that she is immune to her beauty.

It made her a little uncomfortable.

"How dare I order His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince, but Xue Meng is the Pavilion Master of Qiushui Pavilion.

It's always inappropriate for you to make trouble in Qiushui Pavilion.

Today's right is to give Xuemeng a face.

Let Lu Mengxin go, how about it?"

Xue Meng was still smiling.

Ye Motian suddenly grinned and said, "Give you face? What kind of thing are you, dare me to give you face?"

What the!

Hearing this, everyone was stunned.

These four princes are really arrogant, and in the Qiushui Pavilion, they actually don't give face to the master of the Qiushui Pavilion.

It's kind of interesting.

Anyway, this Qiushui Pavilion master is a big beauty, and ordinary men will give her a little face.

Ye Motian didn't care what others thought at all.

He looked at Xue Meng indifferently and said, "If you come out when she starts to bully others."

I will also think that you are a fair and fair person, and will give you a little face.

But when this slut whipped my apprentice and attacked a small child.

Where are you?

Now come out and let me give you face and spare her?

Don't you think you're stupid?

Could it be that you have been a master for so long that you don't even understand the most basic truths?"

Ye Motian asked a few questions in a row, which made the guests of Qiushui Pavilion nod secretly.

Because he has a point.

Xue Meng did that, making it clear that he regarded Lu Mengxin as higher than Ye Motian.

Then why did Ye Motian give her face?

"Suck your hands!"

Ye Motian suddenly stretched out his hand.

A terrifying suction erupted from his right palm.

Lu Mengxin, who exited, was actually sucked directly by him.

Then, the strong and powerful claws grabbed Lu Mengxin's neck fiercely.

At that moment, Qiushui Pavilion became dead silent.

Lu Mengxin's body trembled even more.

Everyone was a little surprised, but Ye Motian still made a move.

Don't give Xue Meng face at all.

This not only humiliated Lu Mengxin, but also humiliated Xuemeng, the master of Qiushui Pavilion.

"You stop now, it's too late!"

Xue Meng frowned.

"Oh, I'd like to hear why. ”

Ye Motian said with a smile.

Lu Mengxin is in his hands, he wants to kill, he can kill at any time, so he is not in a hurry.

"The reason is very simple, her father is Lu Xiong!

And she has already made a marriage with the Eighth Emperor Ye Dingtian!

What's more, Lu Mengxin has also been recognized by the 'Tianyue Temple' and has become a quasi-disciple of the Tianyue Temple.

If you kill her, you will not be guilty of any person. ”

Xue Meng said coldly: "I'm saving you, not harming you!"

"Yes, I can't afford your gift. ”

Ye Motian said disdainfully: "Your so-called salvation is just letting me pretend to be a grandson."

I, Ye Motian, will return to the royal capital this time, and I will not be as sloppy as before.

Whoever messes with me, I won't make anyone feel better.

I advise you, stop talking nonsense.

I have to kill this woman today.

Whoever comes, it's useless.

Whether it's Lu Xiong, Ye Dingtian, or the mysterious Tianyue Temple, I don't care. ”

"You don't care, just because you don't know how terrible they are.

You have no idea what you're going to pay!"

Xue Meng shook her head lightly and said, "Okay, I won't talk nonsense with you anymore."

Now, I ask you to leave my Autumn Water Pavilion.

And Lu Mengxin is a guest of my Qiushui Pavilion, you can't touch it!"

"What if I don't?"

Ye Motian said lightly.

"It's hard to return to the royal capital, don't play yourself to death again!"

A lazy voice came from the fourth floor.

Sounds like a man.

Two people then jumped from the fourth floor.

The strength of each one is not bad, and they all have the cultivation of the True Martial Realm.

It seems that the person on the fourth floor is not weak, and his status is probably not low.

After all, his subordinates are so powerful.

Who will it be?

Ye Motian was thinking about whether to teach this guy a lesson.

Suddenly, a figure rushed into the Autumn Water Pavilion.

"Bastard, who dares to touch my daughter!"

A terrifying roar came.

Immediately, dozens of figures followed.

The first person was a two-meter man who looked like a black iron tower.

Strong, very.

This person is Lu Xiong, the Duke of Lu Guo.

He nodded at Xue Meng, and then looked at Ye Motian, his eyes revealing a murderous intent.

"Daddy, help me!"

was choked by the neck, and Lu Mengxin seemed to have a hard time speaking.

But at this time, she still called for help.

She didn't want to die.

"Ye Motian, you are so bold enough!

An exiled sinner actually returned to the royal capital without the emperor's order to recall him.

You're a capital offense!"

Lu Xiong suddenly released a strong aura.

The Xuanwu realm is heavy, and it is really terrifying.

The guests of Qiushui Pavilion were all trembling.