Half Martial Immortal, Half Margin Monarch

Chapter 7, see above, Lord Emperor

Many people also joined the camp of persuasion.

What Ning Xuemo said just now has aroused the compassion of many people.I feel that the orphan girl from Lord Hou's Mansion is no different from ordinary people.They are also poor people who are oppressed by the privileged class, even worse than them...

This gave them a common hatred, and unknowingly put Ning Xuemo in their camp.

Ji Yunhao's face was very ugly.

This time, whether Ning Xuemo is innocent or not, his crime of persecuting a weak woman has already been established in the minds of these poor people...

This bastard girl must die!A sternness flashed in his eyes!
On the long street on the left side of the square, there was a commotion suddenly, and the crowd surged.

"The Emperor! The Emperor is here!"

"Ah, ah, Emperor Zun really came out..."

"Is Emperor Zun passing by?"

"I didn't expect to have such a blessing today, to be able to see Emperor Zun's car..."

"Stop talking, kneel, kneel!"

There was a murmur of discussion among the crowd, and in the blink of an eye, everyone knelt down towards the long street, even Ji Yunhao's face changed, and he led the guards to kneel down silently.

The square, which was still a little chaotic just now, suddenly became quiet.You can hear a needle drop on the ground.

On the spacious and clean street on one side of the square, pedestrians in different clothes knelt down on the side of the road, holding their breath and not daring to breathe.

On the other side of the long street, a group of people meandered.

In the front are sixteen pairs of male and female boys in lavender robes spreading flowers, followed by eighteen pairs of non-monk and non-virtuous teenagers wearing the same color robes, their hair is loose, but not messy. Gently waving the dust whisk in his hand, a dark and cold fragrance emanates from the dust whisk, enveloping the air of the whole street. This fragrance is extremely faint and light, but it seems to be able to permeate people's hearts and souls.

Behind them are sixteen young girls. These young girls are dressed in lavender dresses like clouds, with long purple gauzes on their shoulders.These gauzes are like horses, intertwined like flowers, supporting a big sky blue sedan chair.

The big sedan chair is obviously different from ordinary sedan chairs, it is the specification of an eight-carrying sedan chair, and the body of the sedan chair is made of unknown material, and the whole body is sky blue, like the purest sky.

The setting sun was like blood, shining on it, leaving no trace of color, as if all the sunlight had been swallowed up by the blue.

There is an antenna-like thing erected on the top of the car, which is also pure blue, but exudes a faint luster, and a big ruby ​​is inlaid on the top, which is clear and bright, and the crystal light is shining, like a small sun, which is very eye-catching .

All the faces of the young girls are covered with light veils, like peonies in smoke.

Luxurious, mysterious, cold——
It seems that all adjectives are not exaggerated when used on this team.

The curtains of the big sedan chair were so tightly closed that the occupants of the sedan chair didn't even reveal a trace of their robes.

But everyone knows that this is the sedan chair of the most powerful god on this continent, Emperor Zun.

Wherever Emperor Zun passed by, all people bowed their heads, even the emperor was no exception.

Whether it is a boy who opens the way, a boy who spreads incense, or a girl who carries a sedan chair, all of them have light steps. When walking on the street, their socks are white and dusty, as if they are drifting lightly.

The Supreme Being of Myriad Emperors, or the Emperor for short, is the myth of this continent.It is rumored that his mental power has been cultivated to the top, and he is an immortal immortal. The emperors of all countries in this world regard him as a god and dare not blaspheme him in the slightest.

(End of this chapter)