Someone who was really envious of Dongyu sighed faintly and said, "If your lord really thinks I'm fake, then why do you still let me come?" ”

"I'm going to see what you do."

Jun Xuan really couldn't help but speak, and said directly: "Is there something wrong with your brain, open your mouth to lie to you and shut up and confuse you, are you a fool so easy to be deceived?" ”

After saying this, Xian Dongyu gasped.

Yes, that's really cool, but it's so reckless.

As a result, Jun Xuan didn't feel anything at all, and continued with a light snort: "Aren't you all the gods of the country? Isn't it accurate to calculate, isn't it true that it can't be calculated? ”

The female official who was scolded by Jun Xuan didn't expect the other party to open her mouth and scold directly, so she came to her senses and said in an atmosphere: "Even if it's true, this kind of local chicken and tile dog can't threaten our country!" ”

"Then you guys are so good, do you want to give you a prize!?"

Xian Dongyu pulled Jun Xuan's sleeve and said, "God, extinguish the fire, don't say it." ”

"Why didn't I say it? It doesn't matter if you even have those sectarian churches in your own country, and it's not a shame to let them out and bite like a mad dog. ”

After saying this, the Rising Sun Monarch slapped the armrest of the dragon chair with one palm and said, "Presumptuous, where did the madman who doesn't understand the rules come from?" Dragged back, burned at the stake. ”

Jun Xuan turned his head to look at the man, and sneered, Xu is the word burning at the stake evoked some memory in him, and his eyes were gloomy, as if something was brewing.

"Burn at the stake? Playing with fire burns you. ”

Xian Dongyu opened his mouth and said: "It's because we were disturbed by the "Minglian Sect" in the north, so the reaction is quite big, and I hope you will forgive me." ”

Xian Dongyu is not afraid that Jun Xuan will really be burned to death, after all, this great god is very strong, can he really let these people burn to death? Xian Dongyu is still very confident in Jun Xuan's strength.

The atmosphere in the court was scorching.

Everyone was calm and did not dare to make a sound.

But it was a girl's voice that broke the silence.

"Father, I'm coming."

When he heard the voice, it was the priest who was dancing on the stage.

At this moment, she changed out of the heavy priest's robe, wore an apricot-colored gauze skirt, her long hair was coiled into a bun, her hair was tied with a jade hairpin, the tassel was down, and a bell was tied to her bare feet, and every step was a crisp sound.

Never thought that in the rising sun, priests could also come up to the court?

As a result, the Rising Sun Lord, who still had a straight face, saw the person coming, his stiff face instantly relaxed, looked at her and showed a gentle smile, and said, "Zhuohua, here?" ”

The priests of the Rising Sun do not have a surname, and even the children of the Rising Sun royal family cannot bear their father's name.

I want to come to the priest's name.

Zhuohua took off the bead curtain and revealed his full face, which was really amazing.

In particular, the pupils of those eyes, which were amber and seemed to glow upon closer inspection, were slow but steady and powerful, and the bells on her ankles jingled as she walked, and her voice was crisp.

She wore an onyx dale around her neck, a lotus print on the petticoat under the orange gauze skirt, and the silver filaments on the skirt shimmered with her steps.

Zhuohua and Xiao Ming are completely different beauty, if Xiao Ming is the bright moon in the north.

Then she is the warm sun of the rising sun.

Xian Dongyu watched Zhuohua walk by sideways, sitting on the chair next to the throne of the Rising Sun, it turned out that it was prepared for her?

The lord of the rising sun is the representative of power, and the priest of the rising sun is the desire of the people.