At the same moment when everyone said goodbye to Wang Yulian, in a large hall of Yang Guangxing Palace in Jiangdu. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

There were two dozen people standing on either side of the hall, each with a chair next to him.

Only the three chairs at the top are empty, and according to the one-to-one correspondence, there should be three people who have not arrived.

After about a cup of tea, a person's heavy footsteps sounded outside the door.

The voice drew nearer and nearer, and in a short time it entered the temple.

Seeing the people walking to the front, everyone in the hall knelt down on one knee and shouted in unison, "I've seen Lord Yang Mengxue! I've seen His Majesty Yang Guang! I've seen Lord Dugu! I've seen Lord Yuwen!"

"Well, Zhongqing is flat!" Yang Guang coughed lightly and said.

But everyone in the hall didn't seem to hear it.

Yang Guang's eyes couldn't help flashing a gloomy color, looking at the white figure in front of him, and snorted, "Yang-"

"Didn't you hear His Highness's words, get up!" The purple-clothed man next to him flashed a trace of disdain in his eyes, and turned around and shouted.

"Thank you, Lord Yuwen!" everyone got up and stood there motionless!

Yang Guang snorted coldly and was about to walk to his place and sit down, but was dragged by the man in Tsing Yi on the side.

"Your Highness, your place is here!" the man gestured to the first spot on the left.

Yang Guang couldn't hold back any longer, and shouted, "How can this be true! Are you going to put a woman in my place?"

The man smiled, "Your Highness, if it weren't for her, you thought you would have been able to enter this door?"

"That's it, a son of heaven who has died in the country, he really takes himself seriously!" the man in purple agreed.

The sound was like a bell, and Yang Guang was speechless for a long time.

"Enough!" a cold voice sounded.

The white figure in front of him turned around abruptly and glanced at Yang Guang, his gaze as sharp as the tip of a knife.

As if he had been hit by something, Yang Guang snorted and took a few steps back.

With a snap, he sat right in the position pointed by the man in Tsing Yi.

The man in Tsing Yi smiled, "That's right!"

"Dugutian!" was a little dissatisfied in the cold voice.

Dugutian, a man in Tsing Yi, hurriedly turned around and looked ahead, "Xue'er, what do you command?"

"What's Xue'er's name, Xue'er is what you can call?" the man in purple reprimanded dissatisfiedly.

Dugutian immediately retorted, "Yu Wenhao, how do I call Xue'er, it's my business! Xue'er didn't object, why are you in a hurry!"

"Dugutian, do you want to taste my fist again?" Yu Wenhao waved his punching bag-sized fist and demonstrated to his opponent.

The sword in Dugutian's hand groaned, "Okay! My Gutian Sword is also hungry and thirsty!"

Seeing that the two were about to fight, Yang Mengxue, a woman in white, suddenly said, "I want to fight out." It's in the way here. After a pause, he shouted softly, "Go out and I'll beat you two alone!"

When the two heard this, their faces changed, and then they hooked their shoulders and put their backs together, looking like they loved each other.

The original tense situation instantly became extremely harmonious.

Dugutian even smiled and said, "How can you go out to fight! We were all joking just now!

"Yes, every day!" Yu Wenhao smiled and punched him in the ribs, "Look!

The corners of Dugutian's mouth twitched, and he forced a smile, "Yes, it doesn't hurt at all!" and then gave Yu Wenhao a finger to his thigh, "This finger poked down, Hao Hao smiled very happily!"

Yu Wenhao's legs trembled, and he almost didn't fall. But he still made a happy appearance, "Yes! I'm happy!"

Just when he wanted to give Dugutian another look, Dugutian flashed to Yang Mengxue's side, put his head to her ear, his nose twitched twice, and asked softly, "Xue'er, what did you just order?"

Yang Mengxue took two steps back in disgust, and said in a cold voice, "Dugutian, are you itchy again?"

Dugu Tian smiled and unconsciously took a step back, "Xue'er, I couldn't help myself just now." Secretly wiped a cold sweat, "Yes!

"There is something that has a thief's heart but not a thief's guts!, you go and move a chair for His Highness!" Yang Mengxue snorted coldly, waved her sleeves, and turned around and walked towards the dragon chair in the middle.

Dugutian was not annoyed when he heard this, but actively ran to move a chair, with a flattering face, "Xue'er, where do you put it?"

"Just put it there, your head!" Yang Mengxue stood in front of the chair and pointed casually.

Dugutian answered, put the chair away, and motioned for Yang Guang to sit down.

Yang Guang knew that except for Yang Mengxue, who still had some respect for himself, the others did not take themselves in their eyes, smiled bitterly, restrained their arrogance, and sat down very simply.

Yang Mengxue saw Yang Guang sit down, and then she also sat down. After sitting on the dragon chair, the whole person became domineering, looking like a living empress, and everyone below was secretly frightened and swallowed their saliva.

Yang Mengxue snorted coldly, and the people below became unsquinting.

"Sit!" a majestic voice sounded.

Everyone thanked them and sat down as ordered.

"Yu Wenhao, you tell you about today's topic!"

Yu Wenhao got up, looked around, and said loudly, "There are three topics today. ”

"One, during this time, my Yang Sui side suffered heavy casualties. Only twenty-seven of the people in this dynasty survived. The reason is suspected to have been committed by indigenous masters. ”

"Second, the head of the Great Sui Marching Army, Yu Wenhua, was killed by someone. This move seriously shook the prestige of the Great Sui and must be severely punished. The murderer is suspected to be Fu Junzhuo, a disciple of the indigenous Goryeo master Cai Lin. During this period, Song valve personnel were involved, or related to Song Que. ”

"Third, as rebels swarm in various places, the area under the control of the Great Sui is getting smaller and smaller, and history will repeat itself if you are not careful. ”

"In view of the above three points, how we should act, please speak enthusiastically and actively discuss. ”

As soon as Yu Wenhao's words fell, a burly man stood up and shouted, "Lord Yuwen, what are you talking about, kill you directly!"

"Kill whom?" Dugutian suddenly asked.

"Kill those indigenous masters! With the martial arts of the three adults, it is absolutely not a problem to sweep all the masters in this Chinese martial arts world!" The man's words were full of strong confidence in the three of them.

Dugutian shook his head and said in a low voice, "It's a good idea, but it's not feasible! You sit down!"

Although the man was a little unconvinced, he still sat down as he said. It seems that Dugutian has a high prestige in his heart.

"Lord Dugu, my subordinates dare to ask, why can't it be done?, is there still a master among the natives?" a tall, thin, shrewd-looking man stepped forward and asked.

Yu Wenhao interjected, "It's not that there are masters among the natives, but other dynasties have also come! ”

"I don't know who it is? Could it be that Yang Mengxue's leader can't take them either?" the man glanced at Yang Mengxue and asked again.

Yu Wenhao glanced at Yang Mengxue and saw that she bowed slightly, so he responded, "Yes! There are two or three Yang leaders who are not sure." ”

"I wonder who those people are?" (To be continued.) )