Murong Feng sighed in her heart, and she said that Jingye would not let her go so easily.

She will definitely act with him tomorrow, and when the other people want to kill him, won't they also solve her.

In the afternoon, when Murong Feng was practicing, Chunhe stood outside the door and told her that Emperor Jing asked her to dress up well at night.

All the representatives of the other tribes who had come to the hunt today had entered the palace, and in the evening he was to give them a feast and let her go as well.

Murong Feng pouted, this was his reception, why did he let her go too.

Then I thought, maybe it would be nice to meet people of other tribes like this.

When Murong Feng came to the garden of Qianliu Palace, there were already many people sitting there, and the lights were bright, so it was not dazzling.

The people sitting here are all dressed in gorgeous costumes, and all of them have extraordinary temperaments, and they must have extraordinary identities in all major ethnic groups.

As soon as she approached, she felt a very strong sense of oppression, the strength of these people was so strong, she couldn't help but sweat for her tomorrow self.

Will these seated people be represented in the hunt tomorrow, and will she be able to beat them?

Murong Feng looked up, Emperor Jing was sitting on the imperial chair headed by the banquet, wearing a white brocade robe, a golden crown and tied hair, a calm and calm body, and the innate nobility of his body, exuding a kingly aura from top to bottom.

Jing Ye was slightly surprised when she saw Murong Feng standing at the entrance, and a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Tonight, Murong Feng chose her favorite red floor-length dress, with green silk casually curled behind her head, without any fat powder on her face, but her beautiful little face shimmered with demagogic light under the illumination of the light.

The red dress made her like a dazzling rose, but that clean face made her like a white lotus without makeup.

Everyone followed Emperor Jing's gaze and saw Murong Feng standing at the entrance.

Jing Ye smiled slightly and whispered something to the guards standing beside her.

The guard quickly walked down and walked straight to Murong Feng, "Miss Murong, please follow me." ”

Murong Feng's face was calm, regardless of the various eyes around him, he just followed the guard towards the banquet.

In addition to the representatives of other clans, there were also ministers of the immortal clan who came to attend the banquet this time.

Everyone was shocked when they saw Murong Feng, when did such a stunning woman come to this palace.

They persuaded the Immortal Emperor to let him marry a wife for several years and continue the incense for the Immortal Clan, but he never took action.

However, even if they wanted to marry their daughter into the palace, they would not have a chance.

When Yu Zhihua saw Murong Feng, the hand holding the wine glass was frozen in mid-air, it was her, Murong Feng!

Why is she here?

Originally, he thought it was just someone who looked exactly the same, but looking at the momentum on her body was so familiar.

So he was sure that she was definitely Murong Feng!

Murong Feng naturally saw Yu Zhi's painting, so when she passed by in front of him, she deliberately glanced at him and showed a shallow smile.

Jing Ye, who was sitting on the imperial chair, noticed this scene and immediately raised her eyebrows, did she know the Yu Zhihua of the demon clan?

Otherwise, how could you greet him like that?

Suddenly, he felt that there were many mysteries in her.

Murong Feng walked up to Jing Ye under the various gazes of the guests on the left and right, and the guard asked her to sit next to Jing Ye.

But she definitely won't sit in this position, it should be a position that only his fairy queen can sit.

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