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Chapter 1440: A big fight

Chapter 1440: Fight

Getting married in the church is a sacred thing, and it is most taboo to disturb others.

The White Barbarian Envoys and civil and military officials came uninvited, which was obviously the visitor was not good.

Qianmo said without hesitation: "What are you here for?"

"The little princess's wedding, how can I not come and congratulate me!"

"Congratulations!"

The civil and military officials smiled and bowed to congratulate each other, looking very sincere.

As the saying goes, if you don’t hit people with a smile, Qin Wuyue and others are so polite, the old lady doesn’t like to talk to each other, so she has to invite everyone to the banquet to watch the ceremony.

However, Qianmo couldn't rub the sand in his eyes and said coldly: "I am a princess, I am here to congratulate you, but you don't bring any gifts. Do you look down on me?"

"Well……"

Everyone was stunned and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

When they came, they didn't think about giving gifts at all, they just came to see the excitement.

Now when Qianmo asked, they didn't know how to answer.

Everyone subconsciously looked at Qin Wuyue. After all, he brought up this matter and naturally he would deal with it.

Qin Wuyue is also a cunning person, with a very cunning man, and he doesn't feel embarrassed at all: "Don't rest ashamed of the little princess. When we heard the good news, we came in a hurry and lost our courtesy... But don't worry, we will make up for this gift later."

"The Zuo Xiang is right, it's too hasty."

"Yes, yes, double it later."

The civil and military officials around him quickly agreed, and the awkward atmosphere eased a lot.

Sometimes, watching the fun comes at a price.

Qianmo snorted coldly and ignored others. After all, he had come, and it was impossible for the Zhan Prince's Mansion to drive everyone away.

At this time, the old lady changed the topic and said, "Since you are here to watch the ceremony, wait a moment and the ceremony will begin soon."

"Slow down!"

The annoying voice just now sounded again. The old lady and Qianmo turned around and looked at it, but they were the king's close attendant General Wu.

The other party has a special identity, so the old lady is not good at scolding her directly, but she said in a bad tone: "I wonder what kind of advice from General Manager Wu?"

Manager Wu was secretly angry, but said with a smile on his face: "I'm afraid that the old lady has forgotten what the lord said before?

The martial arts competition at the Yuanwu Ceremony?"

"oh?

This is what happened…”

The old lady suddenly realized and said with confidence: "Old man did not forget about this matter, but General Manager Wu did not say time at that time, so Lao Man planned to wait for Mo'er to get married before attending the Yuanwu Ceremony."

"What!?

I……"

Manager Wu was anxious and angry, but he couldn't refute it.

Some things cannot be said openly, so Manager Wu can only take the blame on himself.

However, General Manager Wu was not willing to give up and said, "Old Madam, the Yuanwu ceremony is small, but the White Barbarians have a big deal. If the alliance between the two countries is delayed, the war palace will be blamed."

The old lady was unmoved: "Dear Xuanhe Dynasty, when did the alliance fall on our women-like people?

Are all the men of the Xuanhe Dynasty dead?"

When he heard the old lady’s rebuttal, not only General Manager Wu was extremely frustrated, but even the civil and military officials of Zuo Xiang were also blind.

Especially the right prime minister Lian Tongfu, who was the leader of the military officer, but he had been fighting for power and profit with Qin Wuyue and others in the court. Now he still wanted to use the orphan and widowed mother in the war palace as a chess piece, and he felt extremely ashamed.

However, just as everyone was silent, Prince Wuba of the White Barbarian tribe spoke: "I heard that the female war god of Xuanhe Dynasty is not only unparalleled, but also has a strong combat power. He dares to compete with the Martial Saint for the sake of his strengths and weaknesses. When I see him today, he is indeed worthy of his reputation."

Listening to the other party's flattery, Qianmo said expressionlessly: "Wuba, what do you want to say?"

Prince Wuba was not angry, but instead said provocatively: "In our White Barbarians, only the strong can have the most beautiful woman, so I want to challenge this guy... Let him come out to fight this prince, whoever wins will be able to hold the beauty."

While speaking, Prince Wuba pointed his hand at Zhuo Yunxian behind Qianmo.

All civil and military officials remained silent, and Song Qingyu and others also watched coldly.

"Enough!"

The old lady leaned on a crutch and shouted angrily: "How can we have a big marriage event?

!If you come here to watch the ceremony, Lao Shi is very welcome. If you want to make trouble, Lao Shi will not receive him!"

Prince Wuba was also unmoved: "Old lady, this is a duel between men. It is better for you women not to intervene."

The old lady was so angry that she turned to Qin Wuyue and said, "Left Prime Minister, today is the joy of Mo'er's wedding, which is also the family business of our Xia family. You will just come uninvited. This Bai Barbarian Prince is rude. As the head of the civil servant, do you turn a blind eye?"

"The old lady is so bad."

Qin Wuyue shook his head and said, "As a nobleman of the dynasty, the little princess enjoys the rights and glory given to her by the state. Now that the country has something to do, the little princess should take into account the overall situation."

“Right and glory?”

Qianmo sneered and said, "Is the so-called power and glory not what I called is my life exchanged for the heroes of the royal palace?"

At this time, Qin Haorong interrupted and said, "Prince Qianmo, the White Barbarian Prince just wants to see the power of your future husband, why should you keep others from thousands of miles away?

Could this son-in-law from the Zhanwang Mansion be a soft-legged shrimp?

Hahaha--"

Qin Haorong laughed at him wantonly and did not take the Zhan Prince's Mansion seriously at all.

"Qianmo, I'll do it."

Zhuo Yunxian stepped forward and stood side by side with Qianmo.

Since these people want to be beaten, then save them and beat them up.

Just when Zhuo Yunxian was about to take action, Qianmo was angry: "What are you here? Are you going to seek death?

Go away!"

"I……"

In fact, Zhuo Yunxian wanted to say that he was very powerful, but looking at Qianmo's strong attitude, Zhuo Yunxian suddenly laughed.

This reminded him of his once weak self, and Qianmo also protected him like this at that time.

This feeling of being cared for and protected is really good.

Ignoring Zhuo Yunxian's random thoughts, Qianmo turned to Prince Baiman and said, "Okay, do you want to compete? Then we'll fight here."

As he spoke, Qianmo's aura rose and he pressed towards Prince Wuba.

"What awesome momentum, I deserve to be a female war god, and a woman is as good as a man!"

Prince Wuba did not retreat and his momentum soared, and he confronted Qianmo.

The people around each retreated, and Song Qingyu frowned slightly, with a serious expression.

The momentum of these two people was not inferior to him at all.

...

"Son-in-law, what should I do now?"

Xiaotao leaned against Zhuo Yunxian, feeling extremely anxious.

Xiaolei also took the initiative to come over, trying to protect Zhuo Yunxian.

Zhuo Yunxian shook his head lightly: "Don't worry, that prince of the White Barbarian tribe is not Qian Mo's opponent."

"ah?

How do you know the son-in-law?”

"Because your ladies are stronger."

Zhuo Yunxian's tone was firm, not deliberately comforting Xiaotao and the others.

With his cultivation and realm, you can see the reality of Prince Wuba at a glance.

The opponent's strength is pretty good, but unfortunately, he has only two hundred or so refining the orifices, which is far less than Qianmo's foundation, so he is naturally not his opponent.

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