Heritage foundry

Chapter 315 Trade Fair ([-])
A man wearing a light blue robe and a metal helmet on his head stepped off the frame, took only one step forward, and his figure appeared behind Marlow Chihui, with his hand on the horse As soon as Luo put his shoulder on it, Marlowe woke up suddenly, stepped back three steps in a row, and looked at Zhou Mo in horror.

"Your Highness Chi Hui, please!"

Zhou Mo glanced at the metal battle helmet on the man's head, his eyes swept over the faint lines of energy on the metal battle helmet, with a smile on his face, he nodded slightly to Marlowe Chihui, indicating that he should be seated up!
Marlowe-Chihui's face was a little pale and stiff, he looked away and didn't dare to look at Zhou Mo again, and walked away from Zhou Mo with a little haste.

Looking at Marlowe-Chi Hui's back, Zhou Mo smiled and said to Chen Yang in a low voice:

"I still have to help King Yuan teach his son a lesson, alas, I'm just too soft-hearted!"

Chen Yang's beautiful blue eyes glanced at Zhou Mo angrily, and a sweet smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He stretched out his plain hand, adjusted Zhou Mo's clothes, and said in a low voice:

"Aren't you afraid that Prince Yuan will make a fuss? Can you rest assured that Qianshu is alone at the banquet?"

Zhou Mo stretched his neck, shook his tight collar lightly, and said:

"Don't worry, Qianshu can't make mistakes there, but here, the next one should be the King of the Sea, the younger brother of Ruiwen Nalong, the lord is very curious!"

A smile appeared on Chen Yang's face, and said:

"Your Highness is the most precious brother. His Highness is also very kind, but a little arrogant. My lord, for the sake of the princess, don't make things difficult for Your Highness!"

Zhou Mo smiled and said nothing, looking in the direction of the banquet.

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At this time, Qianshu had just welcomed Prince Yuan into the banquet from the red carpet, and several gorgeously dressed maids began to serve dishes like flowing water.

"Louis-Fengxing." Louis sat on his seat, nodding to Marlow Chihui as a salute.

Marlowe-Chihui seemed to be still immersed in the killing intent created by the thick film, his face was pale, his eyes were out of focus, and he was reminded by the man in the metal helmet behind him that he hurriedly looked at Louis-Fengxing. The interests of the children of the great aristocrats have been hammered down to the core, and even at this time there has been no mistake.

Looking at Louis Fengxing, with a proper smile on his face, and a slow but elegant tap of his head, Marlowe Chihui almost completed the etiquette movements by relying on muscle memory.

"Marlo-Chihui!"

Louis Fengxing was a little dumbfounded, but at this moment the purple-robed old man beside him had already frowned, his lips moved slightly, and the voice sounded in Louis's mind:

"Your Highness, His Highness Chi Hui's spirit seems to have been greatly frightened, and he is still unable to calm down at this time, it should be the hands and feet of the Lord of the Holy Cross!"

Louis-Feng Xing showed anger on his face, he was also of the blood of the Three Kings, how dare Zhou Mo dare to attack Marlow Chi Hui?This is definitely beyond the tolerance range of the Three Kingdoms.

"Your Highness, please be safe and don't be impatient. His Highness Chi Hui also has an enshrined body to protect him. There must be a misunderstanding!"

The purple-robed old man knew Louis very well. Seeing the slight change in his face, he knew that His Highness was angry, so he couldn't help explaining quickly, but who knew that Louis Fengxing asked directly:
"Marlowe, are you uncomfortable? What did the Lord of the Holy Cross do to you? We have the blood of the three kings, and not everyone can offend them!"

When he said this, Louis Fengxing looked at Qianshu, who had been standing by with downcast eyes, with a cold expression.

The old man in purple robe and the man with the metal helmet beside Marlowe Chihui looked at each other and smiled wryly, shaking their heads slightly. Although Louis Fengxing's words were not wrong, they were extremely inappropriate.

Qian Shu remained silent, thinking to himself, Your Excellency, he dares to scold the elder scepter in front of the alien emperor, dare to question Haiwang under the watchful eyes of tens of thousands of people in Haiwang City, let alone you juniors, you are the Three Kings In person, so what?

Opening her mouth lightly, Qian Shu lowered her black eyes and said without looking at anyone, as if talking to herself:
"Your Highness, please forgive me. Your Excellency is still waiting for distinguished guests. Your Highness can ask your own questions after the Lord is seated."

Luis Fengxin froze, looked at Qianshu, raised his voice, and said:

"Do you think His Highness dare not?"

Qian Shu just lowered her eyes and ignored.

The purple-robed old man gently tugged at the corner of Louis Fengxing's clothes, and said in a low voice:

"Your Highness, why bother with a maid?"

It was only then that Louis Fengxing came to his senses, looked at Marlowe Chihui, and seeing that he was still in a daze, he couldn't help saying to the man in the helmet beside Marlowe Chihui:
"What's wrong with Marlow Chihui? Have you figured out the reason and how to explain it to His Majesty Yuan?"

The man in the battle helmet looked at the purple-robed old man, saw the purple-robed old man nod helplessly, and just now smiled, and said to Louis Fengxing:

"His Royal Highness Fengxing, just now, my Royal Highness accidentally wanted to get close to Lord Holy Cross when he was eroded by the source energy. He was taught by Lord Holy Cross. It's not a problem. This level of killing intent impact, you can't sleep. Something happened!"

The man in the battle helmet is also a strong man who has fought back and forth on the battlefield several times. He is naturally familiar with the method of murderous shock and murderous shock.

Louis-Letter wanted to say more, but the warning of the purple-robed old man came to mind:

"Your Highness, we still ask Lord Holy Cross to heal your heart!"

Hearing this, Louis's heart trembled. Yes, he still has a request to ask someone. Why did he suddenly speak without going through his brain?
Zhou Mo turned his head, and at the same time, the holy light in his eyes disappeared. Using the holy light to guide and arouse the youth's blood, justice, pride, etc., don't be too simple!
"Don't let him offend this lord to death, how can this lord have the nerve to ask for a high price?"

Zhou Mo's lips moved slightly, and his voice rang in the ears of Chen Yang with a puzzled face.

At this time, the sea-blue light lit up in the teleportation array, and the faint emerald flame within it made Zhou Mo frown slightly. What does Ruiwen-Nalong mean?
Sure enough, in the teleportation formation, Ruiwen's exclusive emerald-colored frame slowly walked out, pulled by seven unicorn deer.

Chen Yang picked up a tray and walked halfway to meet her.

The sound of the waves sounded, and the gold leaf paper was swept into the car.

The seven one-horned deer pulling the cart were also quite familiar with Zhou Mo. After stopping in front of him, they yelled at Zhou Mo.

"Go, get some clean grass without dew!"

Zhou Mo stretched out his hand, and lightly stroked the unicorn of the leading Guanglu. The holy white light flashed on his hand, which made the unicorn Guanglu rub the horn in Zhou Mo's palm quite enjoyably.

This scene happened to be seen by Qige Nalong who got off the frame.

(End of this chapter)