Ye Mohan seemed to have no attention and was so sad that Yun Ji was so sad that he doubted life. His eyes fell far away on Chu Yue's body, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise.

His girl is a genius who will shine on the battlefield and martial arts, rather than losing her original intention and dream in a corner of his backyard.

"cough--"

Ye Mohan's throat was bleeding and he was about to cough, but he hurriedly swallowed it back.

Immediately, I used all my energy to curb the surging discomfort.

"I said I should take a good rest and I have to come out."

Although Yun Ji's tone was a little impatient, he hurriedly put on a thick cloak on Ye Mohan.

He muttered a few words: "She is always yours, why bother to care about her for a while, and not to care about her own body? Brother Mo Han, you are a nine-year-old man, not a nine-year-old child, okay?"

Yun Ji: "..." He will die of anger at Ye Mohan sooner or later.

He had never seen such a man, who had a sweetheart, and was as proud as a divine beast and artifact that he had obtained, so he wished everyone in the world knew about it.

"You don't have a family, you don't understand."

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Ye Mohan said lightly: "If you tell me, you won't understand."

Just look at his girl from afar.

Look at her in her prime, look at her fighting spirit, look at her protecting all living beings.

The Dharma protector Bai looked at Yun Ji sympathetically, and the expression on his face seemed to be saying: Mr. Yun, you know nothing about the degree to which Your Highness is crazy.

Ye Mohan pursed his lips with a trace of blood, raised his hand and wiped it away, and his handsome face filled with smiles in the warm sunshine.

In the imperial capital of Beizhou, the city gates are wide open.

One after another, warriors from all walks of life set foot in this city for the dragon-slaying banquet.

Then, let him protect her.

...

In the sedan chair, a beautiful woman wearing a phoenix robe wore a gold hairpin and a dragon hairpin.

He has thick makeup on his face, long eyelashes are spread on his eyes, and he leans against the soft pads to sleep.

But it was said that the sky was clear, and a gorgeous sedan chair came from the sky swaying.

Behind the sedan chair, followed by exquisite and luxurious carriages, stepping on auspicious clouds and sky, appearing in the sky of Beizhou.

"Back to Madam, according to time, the Beizhou Mufu Ancestral Hall Conference has been held. At this moment, it is probably going to knock the clan cauldron." The maid replied.

Around Mrs. Tianhuang, there are twelve personal maids of unknown origin.

"Today is the ancestral hall conference of Mu Mansion?"

Mrs. Tianhuang half raised her eyes, her cold eyes as cold as frost, looking down at the outline of the imperial capital.

"Who will become the new patriarch of Mu's mansion?"

Mrs. Tianhuang asked meaningfully.

These maids have an extremely high status in the heavenly realm.

Because their strength is unfathomable, each of them is in the state of the Great Wu Sect’s full-term state!

Mrs. Tianhuang was obviously satisfied with this answer, and her lips covered with red cream were raised to a proud angle.

At this moment, in the Imperial Capital, there were sounds of tripods and sounds of people coming from the Mu family mansion: "It will naturally be the Young Master Ruoting of the Mu family." The maid bowed humbly.

"Well, that kid, I heard it's very good."

A piece of frost condensed in Mrs. Tianhuang's eyes.

The maid standing in the wind next to her face froze.

"We welcome the leader of the moon and lead our fire army to guard the land of Beizhou!"

The sound of soaring into the sky was like thunder thunder on the ground, resounding throughout the imperial capital.

"lady……"

"Moon-Clan-Clan?"

There is no doubt that this month’s patriarch will not be the young master Ruoting they chose.

Mrs. Tianhuang was stunned for a moment, and her lips were pulled open with an extremely crazy silent smile.

Suddenly.

She raised her face and looked at the maid, asking, "You said, how should I kill Ye Chuyue?"

Mrs. Tianhuang opened her gloomy and ferocious eyes widened, and blood instantly spread her pupils.

The terrifying murderous aura rushed through Mrs. Tianhuang's limbs and trembled.

"Or might her family see with their own eyes that she was cut to pieces so hard that she was not even left with bones?"

"I don't want to treat her like this, but she abducted my son. Han'er of my palace is a complete beauty. Such a witch is not worthy of living and standing next to Han'er!"

"Is it a way to cut off the limbs, make a human pig, and soak a cup of mellow spirits to drink?"

"It's better to lock her in the Forest of Hundred Demons and let her live the darkness of ninety thousand years."

"No, no, no, you can't die like this, it's too cheap."

Mrs. Tianhuang said: "How did she take Han'er away from me? I want to let her taste the feeling of being abandoned."

Mrs. Tianhuang's face was almost distorted.

The maid bowed her head and nodded: "She is not worthy of making her madam dirty hands. If Mrs. wants her to die, please ask her to give an order. Today I will take her dog head and make a plate of wine and food for her."

"It's almost done."

"Yes, Ye Chuyue's good days are almost over."

"Madam wise."

"Is there a letter from Fenglin City?"

Mufu Ancestral Hall lobby.

The sound of the clan tripod has disappeared.

“…”

now.

I knelt for most of the day and said that I was a family member.

The new patriarch of Mu's mansion is indeed hypocritical.

Chu Yue's cold eyes swept around, then waved his hand lightly and said indifferently: "Everyone, please get up, they are all from their own family, so there is no need to be confined to etiquette."

Mu Chan rubbed the red, swollen and painful kneecap and stood up, complaining in her heart.

What Mu Chan and others couldn't understand was that the old patriarch who was so respected, and in the past, the selection of patriarchs did not affect his status as the old patriarch. But the old patriarch called himself an old slave today means that he will always hand over his status and power to Ye Chuyue.

But no matter how resentful she was, she would not dare to commit any more.

Even the old patriarch wants to call himself an old slave, who dares to be arrogant?

The old patriarch walked to Chu Yue and handed over the phoenix talisman unique to Mu Mansion to Chu Yue: "In the Mu Mansion, all the tribesmen should listen to the phoenix talisman first, and then the clan leader. This phoenix talisman is greater than the sky. The old slave has been in charge of the phoenix talisman for hundreds of years, and upholds the wishes of his father, hoping that the land of Beizhou will be clear and peaceful. I also hope that this land will not have to worry about the existence of the demon flame in the future. We warriors can eradicate the roots of the demon flame and give the warriors in Beizhou a peaceful life. Hundreds of years have passed, and the old slave cannot do it, but the old slave believes that the leader of Yue can do it, but the old slave is lucky to see the arrival of that day."

Chu Yue was so pious, holding the phoenix talisman in both hands to take it.

As expected.

As everyone thought.

Chu Yue looked up at the sky with him.

The old patriarch looked at Chu Yue with a smile, then looked up at the sky.

She lowered her eyebrows and said, "The younger generation will do their best to fulfill the ancestor's long-cherished wish."

In the sky above the city gate, there are many sedan chairs and carriages appearing.

There is also a powerful lone swordsman who comes stepping on his sword.
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