Before leaving, the emperor Bei Mingyin was still relentless and continued to persuade Bai Xiaowen. When he spoke, he looked at Meng Fei provocatively. It was obvious that the old emperor with white hair and hair still did not give up on abducting Bai Xiaowen to be a saint, which seemed very important to him.

Of course, more importantly, everyone can see that although the second prince Ye Yinchan and King Xuanyuan were very close, the emperor, who was equivalent to Ye Yinchan's think tank and mentor, had already stood clearly on the opposite side of King Xuanyuan.

Everything that happened today is simply inexplicable.

Many people didn't understand the mystery. They originally came to visit the door very politely. Bei Mingyin had been trying to win over King Xuanyuan before, but in the end, this ended up. I wonder why such a thing happened?

Meng Fei did not make any statement about Bei Mingyin's provocation, and there was a faint smile on his face.

"Your Majesty, let's go and teach that old guy a lesson!" Farchuan and Orlando looked at Ye Yinchan and his group who were gradually moving away and disappeared into the vast night. They couldn't swallow this breath. The two fools who were not afraid of death had already begun to use external brain meridians.

Meng Fei looked at Orlando and Farchuan, both eager to look at him, obviously, they also wanted to chase him out in secret and breathe a sigh of relief.

Meng Fei couldn't help but feel surprised and amused in his heart.

These bastards are really lawless by themselves. What kind of existence is the Daxia Dynasty?

What kind of existence is the Formation Sect?

What kind of existence is the Temple of Destiny?

No matter who such a force is, he must give in to others, flatter and flatter him, and avoid him like a snake or a scorpion. But these two guys are so bold that they have the idea of ​​chasing the dynasty's masters. Is he impatient to live?

"Get out, improve my strength. You two guys are tied together and can't stand the old guy's toe. It's really a mess." Meng Fei glared, kicked the butts on the two rods and hammers, and then turned around and walked towards the king's tent.

After walking a few steps, Meng Fei suddenly turned around and ordered with a serious expression: "Without my permission, no one is allowed to leave the palace tonight, so that everyone can stay in the palace honestly for me. Also, don't talk about what happened tonight in the palace anymore."

"Yes, Your Majesty." The few of them looked at Meng Fei's solemn expression and all of them became honest.

Meng Fei nodded, turned around and slowly entered the King's Hall as if he was thinking.

Only one Robert, who was standing quietly in the distance, noticed that before Meng Fei turned around and entered the hall, he looked deeply in the direction where the second prince and his group left. At that moment, Meng Fei's eyes were shining brightly under the flames of the big account, and they shone cold...

After entering the hall, Meng Fei began to think carefully about the scene that happened just now. After calming down, he always felt that this matter would not be that simple.

Bei Mingyin was not a shallow person, but he repeatedly persuaded Bai Xiaowen to join the Temple of Destiny in front of everyone. It seemed that Bai Xiaowen had a kind of power or something, and her choice was very important to Bei Mingyin or the power behind him.

This is actually something that Meng Fei has always felt strange.

Bai Xiaowen has never cultivated any true energy, nor has she possessed incredible talents like others, but when she is with her, Meng Fei's heart will be unprecedentedly peaceful and quiet.

It turns out that this is just his personal feeling since he was still there. Now it seems that this is the manifestation of Bai Xiaowen's incredible abilities.

Meng Fei also wanted to know where Bai Xiaowen's ability came from.

Today, Bei Mingyin's words vaguely guided a guess - perhaps only those who have the purest soul in the world can make a person with a confused mind let go of his guard and even develop a kind of intimacy.

The purest soul?

Temple of Destiny?

Suppress the national destiny? The saint, the will of the heavens?

Meng Fei even vaguely felt that Bai Xiaowen was hiding some other secrets, which were definitely not just pure souls. This secret is likely to be related to the Temple of Destiny, and the Daxia Dynasty mentioned by Bei Mingyin should be just a shining boy.

Could it be that Bei Mingyin is from the Temple of Destiny? So after seeing Bai Xiaowen, the old fox Bei Mingyin was so out of control and impatient. On the contrary, the knights who were not clear about the reason did not show any extreme performance in comparison.

As for the second prince, Ye Yinchan, this is the first time Meng Fei has seen it today.

This is an unfathomable character, humble and powerful. At least Meng Fei couldn't see Ye Yinchan's strength level clearly.

During today's meeting, Ye Yinchan always remained calm. Even when Meng Fei and Bei Mingyin were confronting each other strongly, his face was never short of the sunny smile. It was easy to get closer to each other in an instant and reduce others' vigilance towards him.

Such a character is extremely terrifying.

However, Meng Fei was not repulsive to Ye Yinchan, but instead felt a vague feeling of affection...

After sorting out his complicated thoughts, Meng Fei opened the iron space and took out the black sword from it. The corner of his mouth showed his signature smile.

It was dawn.

The east showed a white fish belly, and a trace of white clouds spreading in the distant horizon.

In the cold winter, the temperature is the coldest in the morning. The ground and the trees on both sides of the road are covered with a layer of silver-like white frost. Under the bright red sun, it is beautiful.

On the road in the gentle valley, a team of about a hundred people was walking slowly on the white frost.

The laughter of the strong knight in silver armor and white robe immediately broke the silence of the cold winter morning.

Walking in the front is a tall knight. The strong black horse, nearly two meters tall, sniffs and spits out white mist. The knight held a silver flag in his hand, indicating the identity of the team-

The Great Xia Dynasty!

In the middle of the team, there was a speed vehicle flashing with a faint milky white glow under the rising sun. The body was carved with the unique carved patterns of the Great Xia Dynasty. The body was two meters long and had no wheels.

Hundreds of densely packed suspended formations under the body made the speed vehicle weighing more than 2,000 kilograms floating in the air, leaning forward smoothly and at a constant speed by the four black horses in front.

The knights around the carriage were very powerful, and they looked vigilant and solemn, guarding the carriage firmly in it.

In the soft and comfortable carriage, there were two people sitting quietly, Ye Yinchan, the second prince who traveled through the Daxia Dynasty, and his emperor, Bei Mingyin.

"Your Highness, you are not moved at all with such a good opportunity?" Bei Mingyin opened his eyes and asked softly.

"I didn't see any chance." Ye Yinchan shook his head gently.

"This... Your Highness, the woman named Bai Xiaowen, clearly has the most suitable physique and soul for the saint. She is definitely a rare divine fetus in all directions. If you can take her to the Temple of Destiny, you will definitely be favored by the Lord of Destiny.

And my subordinates are sure that in less than a long time, this woman will become the saint of the Temple of Destiny through selection. If she really becomes the saint of the Temple of Destiny, then our Daxia Dynasty will inevitably increase its national strength with the help of her power in the Temple of Destiny. At that time, it is possible to advance to the empire..."

"Take her to the Temple of Destiny? Didn't you see that she is already the woman of King Xuanyuan?" Ye Yinchan interrupted the old emperor's fantasy with a smile.

"Hehe, just a little king of the eighth-class affiliated kingdom. As long as your highness, do you dare to disobey your order?" Bei Mingyin sneered. The winter sun shone through the curtains on his wrinkled face, and the ravines were clear in an instant.

This face with white hair and hair appeared indescribable cruelty, which was a world of difference from the previous charitable emperor.

"If it was just a king of an eighth-level affiliated kingdom or a son of the formation of the Formation Sect, it would be fine, but the teacher should also understand in his heart that King Xuanyuan's identity is probably not just a king of an affiliated kingdom or a son of the formation."

"You mean the golden flames in that force?"

Ye Yinchan nodded.

Bei Mingyin frowned: "From the history of King Xuanyuan's success, it seems that he suddenly received some unknown force behind his back. If he was the son of the formation and the son of fire at the same time, it would be possible.

After all, a fool king who had never practiced martial arts before suddenly became a stunning genius. Only forces like Buddhism can have the means to create such miracles..." At this point, he smiled confidently and said:

"However, even if he is the Son of Fire and the Son of Formation, what if he is recently discovered by the Fire God Sect, otherwise he would not have just begun to emerge recently. And for such a weak foundation, what are you afraid of the Son of Fire, Your Highness, and you just take this opportunity..."

At the end, Bei Mingyin showed a strange and terrifying look on his face. Although he did not say the following words, he had already expressed his meaning clearly through this expression.
Chapter completed!