"Answer me." Chu Moshang's eyes became even more gloomy.
"How about you like it? So what about you don't like it?" Feng Zhilou raised his chin. This guy forced her to say that she didn't like the prince, did she like him? She just didn't say it.
"If you don't answer, don't think of getting the Chixiao Sword. Today, no matter whether you want to or not, you must follow me." After that, Chu Moshang grabbed Zhilou's wrist and walked out of the hall with big strides.
"Hey, wait, I'll say..." Feng Zhilou slapped Chu Moshang's big hand. Why is this man still so bad? He doesn't even have any patience. It seems that he can't help but not answer.
Chu Moshang suddenly stopped, let go of Zhilou's wrist, turned around and looked at Zhilou intently, waiting for her answer. It was vaguely, Feng Zhilou thought he had read it wrong, and he was actually a little nervous.
Feng Zhilou pursed his lips and couldn't help laughing. It was ridiculous that a dignified young master of the holy land actually forced a little girl to answer such a question.
"The prince is kind to Fengjiazhuang and has helped me a lot. Everyone in Fengjiazhuang is grateful to him, and I am the same, but I am just grateful, not that kind... I like it, now you are satisfied
Now, give me the sword.”
After Feng Zhilou said that, he stretched out his hand again, but he didn't dare to look at Chu Moshang. When did Miss Fengqi become so young and have become so chaotic that she is afraid that the secret hidden in her heart will be peeped at by Chu Moshang.
The same.
"You don't like the prince?"
Chu Moshang said in a daze, his frown suddenly unfolded, and a faint smile climbed onto his cheeks, and the tension disappeared, but after the tension disappeared, he was a little uneasy and couldn't help asking again
An awkward question, his handsome face turned slightly red.
"I still want to know, I'm in your heart..."
But before he could finish asking this question, Feng Zhilou immediately interrupted him.
"I agreed to answer the question just now, give me Xuanyuan Chixiao Sword, why did you ask again?" Zhilou gave Chu Moshang a blank look and blushed even more violently.
Chu Moshang coughed lightly, and was extremely embarrassed. He had to stretch out his palm, as if he was a magic trick. After a red light flashed, the Xuanyuan Chixiao Sword appeared in his hand.
This time, Yue Niang was saved. Zhilou excitedly reached out to get it, but Chu Moshang suddenly grabbed her fingers and looked at her with a pair of handsome eyes.
"What do you want a sword to do?"
Another problem, Feng Zhilou was a little unhappy and said loudly.
"Of course it is for saving lives. Stop asking, give it to me." What happened to the man who has always been taciturn today? One question after another, I have never seen him like this.
"I'll help you." Chu Moshang leaned closer to Zhilou's cheek, convinced that the person Feng Zhilou was going to save was very important to her, because her eyes were full of urgent.
"If you help me, you will only help you better and better, my young master."
Feng Zhilou grabbed Xuanyuan Chixiao Sword in his hand. Every time Chu Moshang came forward to help Zhilou, he was very powerful and earth-shaking, but this time it was different. He had to quietly. Before rescuing Yue Niang, he would definitely not be able to do so.
It alarmed the old woman of the Queen.
"I really don't need me?"
Chu Moshang asked again.
"No, give me two days, only two days. After the matter is done, I will take Xuanyuan Chixiao Sword to leave Wujing Imperial City." Feng Zhilou swore that as long as the iron chain is cut off, it is considered
After being discovered by the Queen, Liang could not do anything to Wu Jing's female war god. Moreover, Zhilou had a magical weapon in hand, so he would definitely be invincible. Even if they didn't want to, they would have to let Zhilou and Yueniang leave.
But Zhilou felt guilty about the prince's feast. She wanted to find an opportunity to talk to the prince's famous saying, hoping that the prince could take into account the overall situation and give up this impossible marriage.
"Okay, I'll give you two days. In two days, I'll pick you up in person." Chu Moshang believed that Zhilou would keep his promise. He took a step back, looked at Zhilou again, then turned around and strode towards Wuyang
Walk outside the hall.
Leaping through the Lingdingyang, the holy land is the one. As soon as Chu Moshang walked into Longxi Pavilion, Fei Yuan came to report.
"Young Master, Zhenwu Hall, the elders are welcome."
Chu Moshang knew why the elders asked him to go to the Zhenwu Hall. It must be that today's sacred land for breaking the engagement shocked the elders of each wall. The elders who have always followed the rules were frightened and determined that the holy land should not be so slow to treat the Zhenwu Saint, which would anger the Dragon God.
of.
This was accomplished by Long's father helping Shang. He could not let his father be questioned alone. Chu Moshang went straight to Zhenwu Hall without taking a moment to rest.
This time, everyone in the Zhenwu Hall was all together. Could it be that the nine dragons of the nine sons gathered together? Nie Rongzhi sat in it, looking majestic and confident of victory. There were also Sanlongziya who liked to fight with huge profits. He loved it.
The adventurer Si Zi Qing, the gentle and taciturn Five Zi Picture, the nerdy Liu Zi Chi, the seven Zi Pu who lives in the dark and humid sea, the eight Zi Qing who likes hunting and devouring incense, and the Xiu of money.
All the white-bearded elders gathered above the hall. Longfu stood there with a frown. When Shang walked in, everyone looked at him. Until he sat down, the elder's resentful eyes were still casting over.
Shang sat in Nierongzhi's seat, and after sitting down, Zhi whispered to his elder brother.
"Everyone regards you as the future Dragon Emperor and respects you very much. I think this is a mistake of the Dragon God. So the supreme status is not something that anyone can get if you want. Sorrow, you violate it.
After tens of millions of years of rule, this position of Dragon Emperor is mine."
"Are you so sure?" Chu Moshang said coldly.
"I'm very sure, because Li Luo has agreed to marry me." Nerongzhi sneered.
"Since that's the case, we'll wait and see." Chu Moshang's expression was indifferent. This relief made Nerong Zhi a little stunned. He thought that his elder brother was planning to give up the position of Dragon Emperor and marry Li Luo Hui, and it seemed that it was not the case.
Son.
The muscles on Nierongzhi's face touched him for a moment. He couldn't imagine that if the eldest brother gave up the Saint of Zhenwu, what else would he hope to ascend to the position of Dragon Emperor?
At this time, the most qualified elder of the West Wall spoke.
"Princess Li Luo suddenly changed her mind and wanted to marry Zhi. What's going on? The position of Dragon Emperor should be sad."
"Because I issued the Holy Land Order, she and Shang broke the engagement..."
Long's father's answer caused a clamor in the hall. The elder of the East Wall was very worried. Even if the Black Dragon, who was the Dragon Emperor, married a saint, could he really sit there?
"Father Long, how can you do this? Without our consent, how could you issue the Holy Land Order without authorization?" The elder of the North Bi raised his beard.
The elder of Nanbi stood up.
"This is absurd thing. We unanimously believe that Long Father will be punished and pay the price for it."
"I am willing to accept it." Long Father lowered his head. If the Saint of Zhenwu was Li Luo, it would not be a pity for him to die a thousand times. If not, even if he received the punishment, it would be worth it.