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Chapter 1242

Yang Man's heart was in his throat.

She was afraid that His Majesty would kill the head of the Wen family in anger.

The empress's cold eyes shot out a cold light, "Then you go and die."

Wen Shaoyi sneered, "If I die, you won't get the power I have."

"You know quite a lot."

"Thank you for the compliment."

The empress suddenly burst into laughter, her branches quivering with laughter, and she was full of confidence.

"You can't intimidate me. You ascended to the position of leader of the Tianfen Clan and racked your brains to gather seven rays of souls to find the magic weapon to open the rift in space. Not just to destroy the Jade Clan with your own hands, for you old man, and for the Tianfen Clan.

Do you want to take revenge for the thousands of people who died tragically? If you died, wouldn't everything you planned become a mirror and a mirror?"

The civil and military ministers of the Ice Kingdom did not understand what they were talking about.

But the people of the Tianfen clan became more and more shocked as they listened.

How could the empress know so much?

Who is she?

Even Wen Shaoyi's calm heart stirred up waves.

Ye Jinghan, Xiao Yuxuan and Mu Nuan couldn't possibly tell her that much.

It was even more impossible to tell her those things in passing.

This person definitely went to Yeyu Continent or has something to do with Yeyu Continent.

Several elders of the Tianfen tribe couldn't sit still, and they all wanted to stand up and ask the empress if she knew this.

Wen Shaoyi spoke first.

He was as gentle and gentle as ever, unfazed by honor or disgrace.

"Since Your Majesty knows, you should also know that Shao Yi is determined to get that soul. Our marriage is just a transaction. You give me your soul and we complete the wedding ceremony. If you don't give it, even if you are the empress, even if you have a seventh-level cultivator,

Why, what do we, the Tianfen Clan, have to fear?"

Wow...

The whole place was rioting.

Your Majesty... Your Majesty has a seventh-level cultivation level?

How is this possible?

Queen Feng must have made a mistake.

Soul?

What kind of soul? Doesn’t a person’s soul disperse after death?

Is it possible that the soul can still be retained?

Yang Man felt deeply helpless in her heart.

She hoped to help Master Wen, but she didn't even understand what they said.

"It is your mission to marry me, and it is also the mission of the Tianfen tribe branch."

"Ask my tribe whether the mission is more important or my life." Wen Shaoyi pointed to the Tianfen tribe and others.

Although marrying the empress was a legacy left by the previous master, it was also an unshirkable responsibility for them.

But the patriarch is also a god-like existence in their hearts.

Everyone shouted, and the sound echoed throughout the entire ceremony, "Only the orders of the patriarch are obeyed."

The empress sneered, "It seems that the branch of the Tianfen Clan is nothing more than that, and the uprightness and commitment of the headquarters have been completely forgotten by you."

The deputy chief stood up, bowed and clasped his fists, and said loudly, "Your Majesty, since that soul is a betrothal gift, it doesn't matter if you give it sooner or later. Why don't you give the betrothal gift first and then complete the wedding ceremony?"

"Are you forcing me?"

"Don't dare."

"I won't give you my soul today. I want to marry Wen Shaoyi and enter the bridal chamber. How can you win over me?"

Wen Shaoyi glanced at the crowd below, and finally fixed his gaze on the deputy patriarch.

"Your Majesty broke your promise today. It's not that Shao Yi refuses to marry her. Shao Yi is a man of etiquette, but Your Majesty is not. Please forgive me for this marriage, Shao Yi can't get married."

The deputy patriarch frowned.

How could he not know that the patriarch did this just because he didn't want to marry her?

And now...

Just as the deputy clan leader was hesitating, the empress slapped Wen Shaoyi directly with her palm. If Wen Shaoyi hadn't been quick with his eyesight and quick hands, he would have been slapped to death long ago.

Wen Shaoyi avoided this palm, but the people behind Wen Shaoyi did not avoid it. They all fell down and vomited blood and died in rows. There were dozens of them.


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