The mother of a black-bellied cute baby is too enchanting

Chapter 110 I love you, do you have an opinion? (2)
The air flow gathered in Xuehen's palm, and there was a sudden shock, only a "bang" sound was heard, the big knife shattered, and the fragments flew around, the rough man backed heavily together with the handle of the knife in his hand, all the way back When he reached the steps of Emperor Xichu, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell at Emperor Xichu's feet.

The rough man's face was distorted, and he was lying on the ground in pain, obviously the injury from that palm was extremely serious.

Xue Hen blew on the palm of his hand, and snorted coldly: "What's wrong with arrogance! I spoiled it! I don't know how high the sky is!"

Emperor Xi Chu looked down at the people at his feet, blood flowed from his mouth into the lapel of his clothes, and there was also a trace of blood on the ground, which almost splashed on his bright yellow dragon robe, his eyes were slightly cold, and he looked at the medicine master next to him. Take a look.

The pharmacist received his gaze, and immediately ordered someone to drag the rough guy down. The rough guy didn't know that dragging it down would be his eternal farewell to the world.

"With this little ability, I also came to the Western Chu feast. Don't you think that there is no one in such a big Western Chu." Ye Piaopiao smiled lightly.

Everyone felt sympathy for that rough guy, but those obsessive eyes fell on Ye Piaopiao, who was dressed in white clothes but was enchanting.

Emperor Xi Chu looked at Xue Hen, then looked at Ye Piaopiao, and said with a light smile: "The real people don't show their faces, it seems that you have come prepared."

"Your majesty is wrong. We are only here for what your majesty needs. Because your majesty needs us, we are here." Ye Piaopiao turned slightly to look at Emperor Xi Chu. With a wave of his plain hand, the gift flew in the air in a straight line in the direction of Emperor Xichu.

Emperor Xi Chu stretched out his hands, and the gift fell on his palm automatically. He looked down and saw a big box. When he opened the lid of the big box, there were four white porcelain bottles inside. The bottles were very beautiful, like a woman. She has a good figure, but the bottle is covered with a cork, so I can't see exactly what is in the bottle.

This move seems simple, but martial arts practitioners can tell at a glance that the internal strength to be able to lift such a heavy object in parallel is already quite high, and cannot be underestimated.

Emperor Xi Chu looked up at Ye Piaopiao, raised half of his eyebrows slightly, and asked her silently.Ye Piaopiao raised her lips lightly, and said calmly through the crowd: "This is a congratulatory gift for the emperor. It is not worth much. The clean bottle is full of mercury, but it can predict the future of the real dragon emperor. Your majesty may as well try."

Her face was full of confidence, her beautiful eyes were glazed and jade-like, and the corners of her mouth curled up into an appropriate smile. She looked at Emperor Xi Chu across the crowd, with contempt and sarcasm.

The pharmacist standing next to Emperor Xi Chu flickered, looked at the clean bottle in the emperor's hand, saw that the emperor was about to open it, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "Be careful, your majesty! Who knows what they are thinking about, if it is poisonous Well, have you not followed their way?"

The outstretched hand of Emperor Xichu was stunned, and he handed the things to the eunuch next to him. Seeing this, the pharmacist smiled contemptuously at Ye Piaopiao from a distance. He knew the character of Emperor Xichu best. Nothing, anyone's flesh and blood is not as important as his life, in his eyes, his life is everything.

"Your Majesty, their origins are unknown, and their martial arts are not weak. They came prepared this time, and obviously they have no good intentions. Your Majesty, it is better to be more cautious." Pharmacist looked at Emperor Xi Chu with a very serious expression and a very serious tone. careful.

The Emperor Xichu just stared at Ye Piaopiao and the others without making a sound. He couldn't guess what he was thinking, but Nalan Chi, who had been silent all this time, smiled and said, "I, Xichu, invite heroes to make friends with you." If you don't have this little trust, it will appear that I, Yang Xichu, have no measure, and a pharmacist must not use the heart of a villain to judge the belly of a gentleman."

Pharmacist's face froze, seeing Nalan Chi's obsessive gaze on Ye Piao Piao, he couldn't help but his face darkened again, His Royal Highness is romantic by nature, could it be that he has taken a fancy to this beautiful woman, right?

Otherwise, with his temper, how could he rather offend Emperor Xi Chu than help someone who has nothing to do with him.

"Your majesty might as well try it, I would like to see what tricks this little girl can pull off." An older person in the crowd suddenly laughed.

"That's right, the prince has already spoken, the emperor's courage will not be worse than the prince's." Another person also laughed loudly.

Emperor Xichu sized up the man with sharp eyes, and then scanned the martial arts field. In order not to get off the stage, he had no choice but to stretch out his hand in full view of the crowd, and uncorked the bottles one by one.

As soon as the bottle cork was uncorked, and before his hand dropped, four streaks of glare suddenly shot up from the bottle, like four meteors rushing straight up into the sky, and then turned into clusters of fireworks, turning into countless stars The dots gradually fell from the sky, and when they were five feet above the ground, all the dots condensed little by little, and gathered into several large characters.

The one who destroyed Western Chu was the Nalan clan.

Seeing those seven words, everyone broke out in a cold sweat.

The face of Emperor Xichu suddenly sank, and the faces of Yaoshi and Nalan Chi also changed drastically. These seven words are simply rebellious. If this is really a prophecy, then Nalan's...

Nalanchi suddenly stood up, panicked for a moment, although the father is not superstitious, but once the superstition is about a prophecy that threatens his country's power, no matter how outrageous it is, the father will think about it.

Nalan clan, Nalan clan... Everyone in the royal family is Nalan clan. The other princes are assigned by the other princes, and the king of Fengsan is the king of Fengsan. Only the fourth prince and him are still in the palace, and the fourth prince is now imprisoned in the palace. Heaven prison, then only he is left.

Besides, he is the crown prince, and he will definitely inherit the throne in the future. This prophecy seems to be aimed at him deliberately...

Father did not want to delegate power. Over the years, he has gradually gained control of his own power, and he will seize the throne when the time comes. Seeing this prophecy, Nalanchi has a conspiracy that has been completely seen through and exposed to the public. The feeling of hiding!
Seeing Nalan Chi's flustered expression, the pharmacist bent his lips and said to Emperor Xichu, "Your Majesty, if you can live forever, Daxichu will never have this day."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Nalan Chi with some meaning.

"Father, my son..." Nalanchi's expression was stiff, and he didn't know what to do for a moment. It was wrong to defend, and it was also wrong not to defend.

Emperor Xi Chu looked at him, turned his head and looked at Ye Piaopiao in the distance, and his voice couldn't help being a little cold: "Who is the girl? Tell me your name."

"The name is just a code name, and it doesn't have any information that the emperor wants." Ye Piaopiao smiled slightly at this moment, stood up slowly, and walked forward leisurely in her snow-white clothes. Huachi and Xuehen also followed her. go forward.

Her hands are behind her back, hidden in a snow-white cloak embroidered with noble orchids, she has a dignified and elegant demeanor, Hua Chi on the left is dressed in white clothes like a fairy, with extraordinary temperament, and Qing Yi Xuehen on the right is chic and unrestrained, with no dust under her eyes.

(End of this chapter)