The Tongming Hall fell into a deathly silence. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Everyone fell silent.

Things went far beyond their expectations.

Not to mention Gu Xianjun and Gu Fangtian's opposition to this marriage, Gu Qingfeng's attitude alone was enough to surprise everyone present.

Xiahou Lin was only fourteen years old.

In their opinion, he is just a puppet. After all, he was in the Northland, young and weak, and he didn't have a single soldier under him, Gu Qingfeng just wanted to be famous.

However, the killing intent that permeated Gu Qingfeng's body at the moment did not seem to be fake.

No one would have thought that he, a star, would be so obedient to a child.

This is a thing that makes no sense in the eyes of most people, and because of this, they have to start thinking about what kind of excellence this Seventh Prince, who they have almost ignored.

Gu Qingfeng walked very slowly, but every step was extremely heavy, so that the soft sound of his riding boots colliding with the floor was long recalled in this large but dead Tongming Palace, and the echoes and new voices were intertwined.

It makes people's hearts tremble.

Gu Fangtian took a step back, he picked up his sword, but the hand holding the sword trembled.

He wasn't afraid of death, he was prepared for that the moment he stepped forward.

He was just afraid of dying at the hands of his own father.

He knew his father too well, and he knew that Gu Qingfeng at this moment seemed to be murderous. He could die at any hand, but he didn't want to die at the hands of his father.

After all, it's a bit too sad.

What's more, if Gu Qingfeng wanted to kill him, how could he raise his sword to fight with him?

So, he began to retreat.

But this kind of regression can't evoke Gu Qingfeng's lost family affection, he is still moving forward, knocking on the floor of Tongming Hall with every step, and also knocking on Gu Fangtian's heart.

The corners of Xiahou Haoyu's mouth finally appeared with a smile at that time.

This is the power of the emperor, you can command anyone to do anything, and no one can disobey you.

Gu Fangtian finally retreated to a corner of the main hall.

This is not a particularly long period of time, but it is like a lifetime away for Gu Fangtian.

He had no way to retreat, but his father walked up to him step by step as if he had changed his eyes, and then raised the sword in his hand.

"Grandpa!" At that moment, an exclamation sounded, Gu Xianjun, who had been seriously injured, had some strength out of nowhere, she quickly came to the place between Gu Fangtian and Gu Qingfeng, opened her arms, and protected Gu Fangtian behind her.

"Grandpa, I'll marry! I'll marry!" her cheeks were welling up with tears that filled the frame of her face.

Gu Qingfeng was obviously a little hesitant, he paused, and looked back at Xiahou Haoyu as if he was asking for the emperor's intentions.

The ministers of the northern land also saw that something was wrong, no matter what, Gu Fangtian was the heir of the Gu family, and it was always inappropriate to kill him.

So everyone present knelt down one after another and began to help Gu Fangtian beg Gu Qingfeng for mercy.

Such a move made Gu Qingfeng more and more puzzled, the blood light in his eyes flickered, and he already had a tendency to put down the sword when he lifted it.

"Kill him. But at that time, Xiahou Haoyu's immature but cold voice sounded at that time.

The blood light in Gu Qingfeng's eyes flourished at that moment, his sword was raised again, and the violent spiritual power around his body rushed out like a flood of floods.

The people around them could not resist this powerful spiritual pressure, and they all took a few steps back.

Everyone understood at this time that this old man really had murderous intentions towards Gu Fangtian.

They also didn't care about the strange qi around Gu Qingfeng.

knelt down again, and shouted in his mouth: "King Jin is angry!"

But before Gu Qingfeng could give them a response.

That Xiahou Lin's immature face already showed displeasure.

"Hmph!" I only heard him snort coldly, the sound was like thunder, and it shook the eardrums of everyone present.

"How can you have a part in talking here!" Xiahou Haoyu said, a black mark appeared on his eyebrows at that time, and countless black spiritual power surged out from his body, enveloping the entire hall in an instant.

The brightly lit hall suddenly became dim at this moment.

The emperor was already furious at this point.

It had been a long time since he had been disobeyed like this, and it was a great insult to him.

Everyone also felt the almost boundless power from the boy's body, their faces turned pale, and dense sweat stains appeared on their foreheads, and even the spiritual power in their bodies became difficult at that time.

"I have made up my mind, and those who say more than half a word will die!" said the boy, and the spiritual pressure that almost overwhelmed them made it almost impossible for anyone present to question even the slightest question of what the boy had said. Because, they know, he does have such power.

The hall that had just entered the loud hall was quiet again.

"Gu Qingfeng, don't kill him yet!" At this time, Xiahou Haoyu glanced at Gu Qingfeng, who was holding a long sword but refused to cut it down, and reprimanded in a cold voice.

This star, who had lived for nearly two hundred years, at that time, the blood in his eyes was so bright that he seemed to finally be unable to resist some strong will, he slapped away the Gu Xianjun who was blocking between him and Gu Fangtian with one hand, and then the long sword in his other hand flashed with a cold glow and was about to fall towards Gu Fangtian's head.

Gu Fangtian looked at the three-foot Qingfeng that was getting closer and closer, and the hand holding the sword tried to lift it, but finally put it down.

He was indeed unwilling, he still remembered that when she left, he asked him to take good care of their daughter, but unfortunately, he was still a little too weak after all, he couldn't save his daughter, just like he couldn't protect her back then.

After all these years, he is still the useless man.

Thinking so, he remembered the poem she had left him when she was leaving.

Zhijun's immortal bones have no cold and heat, and they have met for thousands of years.

Gu Xianjun.

What I envy is the peach blossom noodles of the Yiren back then.

What I envy is that under the moon, we drink snow together.

What I envy is the mandarin ducks in the lake, and the trees are connected.

It's a pity that he still didn't keep his last promise to her.

"Ling'er, I'm sorry. ”

He whispered the words, and his eyes finally closed slowly.

It was then that he smelled the chill of his father's sword, and he smelled death.

He knew he was going to die.

But at that moment, a high-pitched sword roar sounded from a distance.

So clear, so translucent.

It's like the first crowing of a rooster before dawn.

Sing the world white.

yes, the dark hall was lit up at that time.

A voice clearer than the sound of the sword sounded.

"Three thousand lotus blossoms!"

With that sound, more than 3,000 lotus flowers that were so dazzling that people almost dared not look at them directly bloomed in this dim hall.

For a while, the Tongming Hall was as bright as day.