Yang Ye was unwilling to say that the Qinglong Empire had a very weak religious power. The power of the clan ruled the local area. In the eyes of the local tribes, missionary preaching was equivalent to bewitching people's hearts. It would be strange if she could make her mission smoothly. What's more, this missionary cost money, and there were not many people in the empire who believed in the Light Cult, so no one contributed it. Therefore, this missionary saint from the Western White Tiger Empire fell into such a field now.

Although Yang Ye did not believe in religion, the Light Cult is not without its use. He used religion to educate people's hearts and brainwash people. However, this doctrine cannot be copied from the Light Cult of the White Tiger Empire, and he still has to develop his own set. It is not difficult to convince Angel so devoutly.

"One!" Yang Ye smiled, stretched out a finger to his national face, and said flauntingly.

The face of the Chinese character is a little dark. Obviously, he misjudged Yang Ye's verbal skills. He would never have thought that Yang Ye, who was only thirteen years old, had a middle-aged soul in his forties, and was mingled in the business world. He had never seen all kinds of people, had no ability to see, and had no verbal skills, how could he survive?

Yang Ye said, turning his head and looking at the two courtesans who were holding Angel. On the left was a war dress, a heroic and heroic courtesan Qianhuang, who was quite handsome and had the style of a general, and on the right was Yan Ruyan, who had a hot body and a hot temperament. Look left, look right, and murmured in a low voice: "Forget it, let's do it first!"

Although Yang Ye's voice was not loud, it was not far from Zhu Huagu, so he was heard in a real way. When Yang Ye took two steps to Angel's left, he looked at Qianhuang, a phoenix girl.

Qianhuang was suddenly a little annoyed. Because of Yang Ye's contempt, he dared to look down on her. Humph, no matter what he said today, don't want her to nod. Qianhuang said angrily.

Yang Ye smiled and looked at the female warrior with a solemn face, and said, "Actually, among the courtesans I ordered, Miss Qianhuang is the easiest to convince. So, does Miss Qianhuang feel very angry? Looking at my eyes, what did you see in my eyes?"

"Hmph!" Qian Huang looked at Yang Ye proudly and coldly, but kept silent.

"Since you don't say it, I'll say it. Let me tell you that it's disdain, contempt, and contempt. To put it bluntly, I look down on you, Master!" Yang Ye showed no mercy at all. As soon as he said this, the courtesans around him suddenly glared at him, and even looked at the national face. Yang Ye was so humiliated that he wanted the other party to leave willingly, which seemed to be contrary to the rules!

Qianhuang heard Yang Ye’s loud belittlement. Whether it was really calm or pretending to be calm, she could not do anything without any color. She immediately widened her almond eyes, with a bit of masturbation, staring at Yang Ye coldly, and said word by word: “You really want someone to kill you!”

Yang Ye smiled faintly at Qianhuang's tone that could kill people and said, "Tsk, it's not bad. You know you are angry. Knowing that you are angry means you have a little self-esteem. Do you know why I despise you?" Yang Ye asked himself, and his sudden expression turned right and he scolded with a stern voice: "You are a descendant of the surviving tribe left by the ancient Phoenix Tribe. Do you know what the surviving tribe represents? It is pride, what flows in the bones is pride, for dignity, and for the pride that can give up life. You are born for dignity and for pride, even if you die, you must praise it, hero!"

"Even your enemies will admire your pride and be impressed by your pride. This pride is the backbone of the Phoenix Clan, the reason for the existence of the Phoenix Clan, and the reason why everyone remembers this proud nation!"

"Look at you, the courtesan, with this identity, are you still proud? Are you still dignified? You are also embarrassed to wear a war skirt, aren't you afraid that your ancestors will be shamed because of you? If I were to change me, I would be embarrassed to tell people that I am a descendant of the Phoenix clan and would completely forget this identity, and maybe I could survive!"

"I know, you must have a hidden secret here. Maybe you are forced to do anything, or maybe you are desperate, or you are forbearing and revitalizing the tribe. But you seem to have forgotten that when you compromise with your destiny, when your proud backbone bends, when your dignity is called a courtesan, you are nothing. Even if your original intention is good, you have already put a black spot on the Phoenix Remnant tribe, a tribe that has been going on for thousands of years. Even if you revitalize the tribe in the future, do you think this tribe can still straighten the backbone?"

"Stop talking, stop talking! Stop talking!"

Qianhuang covered her ears, and the female Phoenix warrior who had always been extremely strong actually shed tears like water. Her teeth bit her lips, and her bright blood red was obvious. Yang Ye's words were like a knife piercing her heart, and instantly disintegrating her defense line, the strongest and most fragile one.

"You can continue to stay here and discredit your ancestors. I don't care about this. Maybe you can leave here with me. Although I don't know your difficulties, I can leave a place for you in the Emperor**. The female warrior of the Phoenix tribe needs only sword and blood, for pride and dignity! Think about it yourself!"

Yang Ye said that, ignoring Qianhuang, who was a little broken, he looked at Jun Meier, a girl who seemed simple but was born with charm. I have to say that the girl's smile is easy to make people intoxicate, and the more you look at it, the more beautiful it becomes.

"Crown Prince Yang, I don't know what language you want to use to convince me. I'm really curious?" Jun Meier smiled sweetly, and at first glance she was the type that was incomprehensible.

Angel has her faith. For this faith, she can give up everything, including life, Qianhuang, and her pride and dignity. Tens of thousands of years of inheritance make her live with this pride and dignity. For this reason, life is obviously so small, and it is precisely because of persistence that it has weaknesses.

"Hey, to be honest, this time I was just here for you, they wouldn't be by the way, and for you, I think no language will have any effect. Angel has faith, so I can convince her, Qianhuang has pride, so I can convince her, and you...!"

Jun Meier looked at Yang Ye's shaking her head, as if she was helpless. She should have been very grateful, but when she was told, she seemed to be very inferior to her. It made people feel very angry unconsciously. Jun Meier smiled even brighter, but this was obviously anger: "You mean, I have no faith and no pride, so I can't convince me!"

"Ha, although it's not so nice to say, but in fact, Miss Jun will not compromise for faith and treat herself badly, let alone suffer for faith, or even sacrifice her life. Don't force yourself to say that you can, because that's a lie, and don't say that you live for pride and dignity. It's an unshirkable responsibility, a fate that has been passed down for thousands of years and is engraved in the bone marrow, and it's something that should be envied. Don't say that you don't have it, even me, you don't have it, you can't envy it!"

"Oh, then how do you convince me? I am such a woman with no faith, no pride, no dignity, maybe you can use money to buy me, but one billion is not enough!" Jun Meier was a little angry and felt so uncomfortable when she heard him speak?

"One billion, I don't have it. Look at his black face. I probably have to be squeezed out for the money. I probably won't leave much for me, so I don't have money. And the reason I'm going to come for you is not because of your appearance. Although you are very charming, it makes people unable to extricate yourself!"

"Oh! I want to hear what caused the dignified Prince Mu Tian to come to find the little girl!"

"Hey, there is an old guy who sees you as a charming person, and you are naturally charming. It is rare to see him in a thousand years, so I have to accept you as an apprentice. I am also entrusted to be loyal to others. Of course, you'd better not agree. I just need to have an explanation. After all, the two things he wants to teach you are too amazing. I don't want to cause trouble!"

"Criminal Yang, aren't you making up stories?" Jun Meier blinked. Obviously, she didn't expect Yang Ye would come up with such a trick to persuade her!

"What he said is true!" At this moment, an old voice suddenly sounded in Jun Meier's mind, and Jun Meier suddenly opened her almond eyes and looked at Yang Ye with a flash of eyes!

Lao Gui Guyu knows ventralism, and obviously he can talk to people through this ventralism. Soon, Jun Meier learned everything from Lao Gui Guyu. Although everything seemed a bit incredible, Jun Meier believed it, and obviously, this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

If it weren't for no choice, who would choose to be a courtesan here and a vase for others. It would be fine if you were young. Once you have passed this flower season, you can imagine the outcome. Inheriting the mantle of a holy-level powerhouse in ancient times is not a chance that anyone can get, let alone this opportunity may also make things difficult for this hateful guy in front of you.

Jun Meier suddenly smiled sweetly, and she was very charming. She felt drunk when she saw her and was dizzy: "Okay, I'll leave you. This time you really got annoyed, a big and big trouble, because I won't let you have a good time!"

Yang Ye uh, touched his nose, and he wanted to repent. This woman seemed to be a problem, especially because she learned those two abilities!

"Aren't you afraid that I made it up and lied to you!" Yang Ye smiled strangely and said.
Chapter completed!