Milk balls airborne!The villain brother loves him crazy

Chapter 186 The High Priest Holds the Underworld
Just when Emperor Yongye was holding back his breath, the eunuch's sharp announcement came from far outside the palace——

"Temple, the high priest is here!"

After hearing this, the people present almost looked towards the door in unison.

What you see is pure white like floating catkins.

The visitors were all dressed in spotless white shirts, and the man in the middle was particularly tall. His eyes were covered with white silk, and his silver hair was held back by a hairband. His face was almost flawless and perfect, as if he had stepped out of a painting. Fairy.

Pei Qi looked at the rumored high priest and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Chu Zhuo's eyes also fell on this outstanding figure.

【ah!It's the fifth brother! 】Nan Qiao stared at the man, his eyes suddenly widened.

Hanamaki was also shocked: [Is this the Fifth Highness? 】

It sighed: [Wow, His Highness the Fifth is indeed no ordinary person at first glance. 】

Nan Qiao narrowed his eyes and smiled, [Fifth brother looks really awesome! 】

After a few seconds of silence, Yongye's people immediately knelt down in unison: "I see you before the High Priest. May you be safe, Lord Prophet!"

The uniform sound echoed in the hall, bringing a shocking feeling of sound waves advancing in waves.

Emperor Yongye looked down at this scene with a serious expression.

He raised his eyes and immediately stood up with a smile on his face: "Master Prophet, why are you here?"

The high priest's eyes, covered with white silk, swept over the crowd as if they could see them. He stayed in the direction of the Yin delegation for a few seconds, and finally returned to Emperor Yongye who was in the main seat.

There was no emotion in his tone: "His Majesty is celebrating his birthday, and Zhi Ming should come to celebrate his birthday."

"Zhi Ming?"

Duan Beiyao, who heard these two words, quietly said to Wen Ziyan next to him: "Is this the name of the high priest?"

Wen Ziyan looked forward intently and nodded gently: "I guess so."

"Your Majesty the Prophet, you are so polite. I am very happy to have the Prophet's congratulations!"

Emperor Yongye laughed loudly: "Why don't you give me a seat for the prophet!" Pei Qi curled his lips with unclear meaning.

interesting.

The conversation between Emperor Yong Ye and High Priest Zhi Ming clearly shows who is superior and who is inferior.

The king of a country has to avoid the limelight of the temple, even with a hint of flattery.

This situation in Yongye is really interesting.

"No need."

Zhi Ming shook his head and refused, his eyes falling directly on the leopard in the center of the hall.

The leopard's cheek was still stained with the blood of the lion just now, and when he looked over with his brown pupils, he seemed to be able to feel the burning smell of blood.

Seeing this, Emperor Yongye explained: "This is a birthday gift from the Uda tribe to me. He has a fierce temperament. Even the lion I got a few years ago has to be willing to be inferior."

Zhi Ming did not respond to his words, but instead asked: "Lion?"

He raised his head and his eyes seemed to be focused on Emperor Yongye's face: "Is it dead?"

Emperor Yongye looked slightly stiff, "The envoy from the Uda tribe proposed a discussion, and I naturally agreed."

Although he had never seen the envoy of the Wuda tribe in the Northern Desert, Zhi Ming's eyes fell directly on the person standing at the opposite corner.

The envoy of Udabe subconsciously avoided his sight.

I always feel that those eyes covered by white silk are particularly terrifying, and the feeling of being stared at is even more creepy.

It was the eldest prince of the Uda tribe who took a step forward, cupped his fists and said, "It is normal for casualties to occur in a competition between ferocious beasts. Lord Prophet should also understand."

"Ah."

Zhi Ming responded lightly, without comment.

He turned back and waved to the leopard, saying softly: "Come here."

(End of this chapter)