Chu Yue's lips curled up slightly, and she looked at Ye Mohan faintly from the corner of her eyes.
Her hand was held in the palm of the man's hand. It was no longer as cold as before, but had been warmed by the traces of true energy.
The two of them clasped their fingers together and arrived at Xuanji's banquet. Zhuge Hong and others had already stood up and looked at Ye Mohan anxiously.
Ye Mohan's deep eyes looked at them indifferently, trying his best to suppress his aura and turn it into as gentle as water.
In the past, these people in front of them would have never been qualified to contact the Emperor of the Holy Realm based on their status, not to mention that the Emperor had always been elusive and rarely showed up.
But Ye Mohan looked at them squarely because these people were Chu Yue's friends.
The atmosphere was frozen for a long time.
Ye Mohan looked at Zhuge Hong's injured knee and whispered in a low voice, pretending to be worried: "Why is it injured?"
Zhuge Hong scratched his ears and cheeks, laughed a few times, and said: "It's nothing, I was trampled by Master Chu just now."
Ye Mohan: "..."
Instead of being as warm as imagined, the atmosphere became increasingly awkward.
Behind him, Protector Blood suppressed his laughter until his face turned red, and even Protector White couldn't help laughing.
Chu Yue touched her chin, but looked at Zhuge Hong suspiciously——
Was that knee really crushed by her?
"His Royal Highness the Emperor."
At this time, Hua Yuehen came over and looked at Ye Mohan.
Ye Mohan's eyes darkened slightly, as if there was a surge of frost, and he looked at him with cold eyes.
"You and my junior sister are truly talented and beautiful, a match made in heaven. You are the envy of others."
Hua Yuehen's temperament is as gentle as jade, and her voice is as gentle as the spring breeze. What is hidden deep in her eyes is envy that others cannot understand.
He does not envy the Holy Emperor for his immense power, fame and overlord, but only for his ability to win the heart of his junior sister.
Ye Mohan looked at him for a long time, and said in a low voice with a deep voice: "I have been alone for ninety thousand years before I met Achu. You will also meet your beloved."
Hua Yuehen chuckled softly, as clean and flawless as no dust.
Yan Nanji was shocked when she saw this scene. The rumored love rival was extremely jealous when they met. They must be all lies.
"Pillow."
Chu Yue whispered.
Ye Mohan lowered his eyes and looked at her, only to see the girl say: "I'm hungry."
Protector Bai quickly interjected: "Don't worry, Miss Ye. This time we came to Shenxuan and brought enough ingredients. During this time, His Highness also went to learn cooking skills."
Chu Yue looked at Ye Mohan in surprise. Ye Mohan raised his hand and rubbed her head, "I can't let you be hungry after getting married."
Chu Yue pursed her lips and said nothing, but her eyes were full of smiles.
When the group was about to walk towards Hanyue Peak, Ye Mohan looked at Leng Qingshuang and others, and said in a deep voice: "I have brought enough ingredients, please come with me."
Leng Qingshuang was stunned, and Zhuge Hong was also stunned. After a while, everyone was happy and followed him up to Hanyue Peak.
"Ye Chuyue!"
Before leaving, a man came with a knife and blocked Chu Yue's way.
Tu Weiwei carried a blood-killing knife on her back and looked at Chu Yue with a strong fighting spirit in her eyes.
When she was about to declare war, Chu Yue raised her eyes to look at her and asked: "Together?"
Tu Weiwei was slightly stunned, but before she could speak, Yan Nanji dragged her straight to Han Yue Peak, "Emperor's food is hard to come by, why don't you hurry up? If you miss it, do you know how big the loss will be?"
So, the confused Tu Weiwei was dragged up to Hanyue Peak by Yan Nanjisheng.
Ye Mohan and others gradually moved away and disappeared into the martial arts platform.
High in the sky, Mu Chenhai was sitting on the martial arts throne, looking at the girl's back with a smile.
"General Mu, this girl has the demeanor of your Mu Mansion in Beizhou."
Emperor Jiang came on a crane and looked at Mu Chenhai with a smile: "If such a woman were born in your Mu Mansion in Beizhou, she would be even more powerful."
Mu Chenhai frowned and thought for a while.
The girl had already disappeared from sight.
He looked in the direction of Hanyue Peak and remained silent.
After a long time, Mu Chenhai laughed, exhaled and said, "Emperor Jiang, you are wrong."
"How do you say this?" Jiang Huang was puzzled.
Mu Chenhai said firmly: "For someone like Miss Ye, whether she was born in Mu Mansion in Beizhou or Shenwu Chang'an, it can't affect her strength. Her talent, courage, courage, and talent do not come from her family background.
It comes from the edification of one’s heart, but from the bravery in one’s bones, which cannot be accumulated by wealth in this world.”
"That's true. I'm just being ignorant." After being stunned for a moment, Jiang Huang smiled heartily.
Headmaster Shenxuan glanced sideways at Mu Chenhai, surprised.
The people in Beizhou Mu Mansion are too upright, especially the seventh-grade general Mu Chenhai, who has never had such a high opinion of anyone.
The headmaster sat on the martial arts throne, raised his eyes to look at Hanyue Peak, and pondered for a moment.
Below, Nangong Chu helped Granny Lu Qiong back to her residence. In the quiet room, Granny Lu Qiong sat on a chair and looked coldly at Ye Ying, who was covered in blood.
Ye Ying lowered her head, holding an ax, her bloody feet shocking.
"Kneel down!"
Grandma Lu Qiong's eyes widened slightly, and her voice was like thunder, and she shouted suddenly.
Ye Ying knelt on the ground as if she knew she was wrong.
"Do you know you were wrong?" Grandma Lu Qiong asked.
"Disciple knows his mistake."
Grandma Lu Qiong sneered, and smashed the red gold crutch in her hand on the ground. She looked at Ye Ying angrily with a fierce look on her face and said, "I have told you a long time ago that you will not deal with any enemy."
Don't give them a chance to fight back. You can obviously deal with Ye Chuyue in a short time, but because you cherish your talents, you are lenient in every move you make. That's why you are an unbearable loser.
, and she, Ye Chuyue, is the winner!"
Ye Ying pursed her lips and said nothing, a strange luster shone between her eyes.
What Granny Lu Qiong said was right, she could indeed solve the problem directly, but she was subconsciously merciful.
Even though she was covering up, Granny Lu Qiong still saw through it at a glance.
"Look, now she is Master Ye whom everyone respects, but you are nothing."
Grandma Lu Qiong hit Ye Ying with a cane, "You are a heartless person, how could you make such a mistake? You really let me down."
Ye Ying raised her head and said stubbornly: "Master, have you ever seen that she showed mercy to me? Otherwise, I should have died on the martial arts platform."
Grandma Lu Qiong was so angry when she saw that Ye Ying was defending Ye Chuyue every word.
As if she remembered something, Granny Lu Qiong suddenly stretched out her hand towards Ye Ying, "Here, take out the elixir that woman gave you."
Ye Ying's eyebrows revealed her stubbornness, she turned her head and looked away, straightened her back, shook her head and said, "No."
Granny Lu Qiong was so angry that she hit her with her crutch several times, but no matter what, Ye Ying did not take out the elixir.