Summoning the Mythical Eternal Emperor

Chapter 373 Tell me, I will help you

"He Liuying, it is a great blessing for you to be able to serve His Majesty alone, you must cherish this opportunity, it will not break His Majesty's mood!"

"Others, get out of the palace!"

After the eunuch in charge gave some instructions, he greeted the others and left the Xuanshi Hall, closing the hall door behind him.

In the main hall, only Murong Liuying was left in a mess.

This doesn't feel right again...

and many more!

Did Emperor Wu know something that day?

With such an unusual appearance, could it be that there is an ambush in the side hall?

Meng Yeqing worried in the side hall?

Murong Liuying was startled suddenly, and thought a lot.

But she couldn't sense the breath fluctuations of any masters.

"Now that the Xuanshi Hall is empty, it's a good time to do it!"

"But why did Emperor Wu keep me alone that day? This is not right, there must be an ambush!"

"Also... Maybe it's because I really like my looks. After all, the blood of the most noble Murong royal family in the Southern Cang Region flows through my body!"

Murong Liuying is now passive, hesitant, and extremely confused.

After finally being happy, when they met Emperor Wu of the day, they immediately became unhappy.

At last!
Murong Liuying gritted her teeth and bit the bullet and went!

If there is really an ambush, she will not be able to escape after all, it is better to find out the truth and find out.

Murong Liuying stepped in, walked into the side hall, looked up, only the Emperor Tianwu was sitting at the table, looking at her with a smile on his face.

nobody else.

I can't feel the breath of a master.

However, Murong Liuying didn't dare to do it directly.

She always felt that something was wrong.

The most important point is that Mengye Qingyou's cultivation is not weaker than hers. If she deliberately hides her breath in a dark place, she will not be able to perceive it.

Therefore, Murong Liuying decided to endure it first and wait and see what happened.

"His Majesty……"

She pretended to be cute and charming, and whispered softly.

But his acting skills are not very good, and his eyes have been erratic.

Zhao Yuankai just sat quietly on the sandalwood chair, with a smile on his face, watching the Donghuang saintess in front of him carefully release her breath to perceive everything around her.

"Come here, serve me for a meal!" Zhao Yuan said.

Murong Liuying was stunned for a moment, gritted her teeth, leaned over and said:
"The slaves obey."

Walking to the table, puffing on a plate of snacks, and then timidly asked:
"Your Majesty, the servants don't know how to serve His Majesty, please... Please tell Your Majesty clearly!"

"According to the rules in the palace, kneel on the ground." Zhao Yuan blurted out.

Kneel on the ground?
How can this be! !
Murong Liuying almost exploded.

"No, no, you have to hold back! This little emperor looks very wrong, I have to test it out, and it's not too late to do it!"

"Kneel, just kneel, anyway, you will die by my hands later."

Murong Liuying gritted her teeth, and really knelt down in front of Zhao Yuankai, holding up a snack, while serving it humiliatingly, while carefully spreading out her breath to test it.

She lowered her head, furrowed her brows tightly, and her mind was on the breath test.

After a while.

She suddenly felt something was wrong.

Kneeling on the ground and holding the snacks to serve, it took a while, but the little emperor Tianwu didn't eat at all.

Murong Liuying raised her head subconsciously, her gaze met Zhao Yuankai's, and she was startled for a moment.

At this time, Zhao Yuankai, who had been smiling all the time, spoke:

"Concubine Shu is in Guanju Palace, Concubine Tai is in Changle Palace, and I am the only one in Xuanshi Hall of Weiyang Palace right now! What are you... trying to perceive? Tell me, and I will help you!"

"I……!!!"

Murong Liuying, who was kneeling in front of him, was completely dumbfounded when he heard this.

Do not!
Not stupid!

He was so frightened that he sat down on the ground and stared at Zhao Yuankai with his big eyes.

The mouth with moving lines is just so wide open, trembling, full of disbelief.

Zhao Yuankai still had a smile on his face, calm and calm, obviously there was no fluctuation in his cultivation, but he exuded an oppressive force that Murong Liuying had never experienced before!
"Are you looking for Concubine Shu? How about I announce her to come over?" Zhao Yuankai said again.

Murong Liuying's eyeballs widened again.

Don't say it, it really doesn't look like this.

Zhao Yuankai was not in a hurry, picked up the teacup, took a sip of the tea, still looking down at the Donghuang Saintess who was slumped on the ground in a daze with a smile on his face.

Interested, he said again:
"Don't you want to kill me? I asked all the people in the Xuanshi Palace to retreat and give you this chance. Come on, do it."

After hearing this, Murong Liuying kicked her legs and curled up a step away.

Still staring wide-eyed, opening a delicate jade-like mouth, so stupid that he almost collapsed!
What... what's going on?
Emperor Wu knows everything today?
impossible!

Also, Mengye Qingyou is in Guanju Palace, and the concubine is in Changle Palace. Is the Xuanshi Palace really empty?

its not right!
The little emperor in front of him didn't have any fluctuations in his cultivation at all!
Zhao Wuji, the great ancestor of the Han Dynasty, suppressed the dragon veins, suffered the curse of luck, and his old age was unknown. The descendants of the bloodline were almost insulated from martial arts!
The Emperor Tianwu in front of him, he...why is he so confident?
No, what the hell is he trying to do?
Murong Liuying found that her brain was not enough.

"Holy Maiden?"

"The eldest daughter of the contemporary royal family of the Great Desolation Royal Family, the Chosen Lord recognized by the luck of the dragon veins of the Southern Cangyu?"

"Among the three thousand great mountains and three hundred sects in the Canghuang Mountains, who is the most monstrous and unparalleled martial arts genius woman?"

Zhao Yuankai stood up, took a step, and said something.

Arriving in front of Murong Liuying, she leaned over, held up her delicate chin, and said with a smile:
"That's it?"

Murong Liuying was really confused.

How did he know this?
Why is he so calm and confident after knowing this?

He... why should he? ?

Her gaze was a little dull looking at the man in front of her, a little pitiful, subconsciously said, weakly:
"I... I don't know what you're talking about?"

But after finishing speaking, Murong Liuying regretted it, and she quickly turned away her face to prevent Zhao Yuankai from touching her.

Then he took a step back.

Murong Liuying was already dumbfounded.

She has never experienced this situation.

The man in front of him obviously didn't have the slightest fluctuation in martial arts cultivation, but he oppressed her in an unprecedented way, causing her to lose her mind and make ugly faces frequently.

Not to mention Murong Liuying, even Zhao Yuankai was a little surprised at this time.

He was just on a whim, reviewing the research on psychology in his previous life, and playing a game of psychological warfare.

But I didn't expect that the Donghuang Saintess, who is not a small background, would have such a weak psychological defense line, so... collapsed?

Saintess?

Sure enough, he has never experienced the sinister beatings of the world!
Zhao Yuankai shook his head, sighed softly, looking bored.

(End of this chapter)