The moment the sound sounded—

The half-open Golden Palace Gate was filled with wind and completely unfolded!

The civil and military officials in the hall, Elder Lu, the Medicine God Sect, and others looked in the sound at the same time. They saw a person shattering the flowing lights of the hall under the blazing blue sun and coming in the wind.

The visitor was wearing a gorgeous robe, with auspicious cloud patterns on the robe. He was handsome and evil, cold as cold, and his pair of perverted purple eyes were even more charming!

As he stepped into the Golden Palace, his aura seemed to swept across the world like an ancient king, coming to his territory!

Emperor Shenwu looked at Ye Mohan who suddenly appeared and was slightly stunned.

As if he had thought of some possibility, Emperor Shenwu took a breath, his heart skipped a beat, and he felt a little suffocated.

Ye Mohan walked slowly and gracefully towards the depths of the hall. Every step he took, everyone in the Golden Palace felt the heavy pressure like a giant mountain!

Everyone couldn't help swallowing their saliva!

Elder Lu of the Medicine God Sect was slightly stunned and looked at Ye Mohan.

Stay stunned for a long time.

Elder Lu's heart seemed to have a slap, then he arched his hands and bent down to salute: "Is this young master the Emperor of the Holy Land?"

Upon hearing this, Emperor Shenwu took a deep breath.

There was even an uproar in the hall, and countless gazes fell on Ye Mohan's body.

Ye Mohan's expression was cold, and there was a bloody and dangerous look in his eyes. He was full of evil aura, which made Elder Lu feel so nervous and sweating like rain.

Elder Lu hadn't even reacted, what did Ye Mohan's words mean?

"People from the Medicine God Sect?" Ye Mohan asked.

Elder Lu wiped his sweat and bent down even lower. His tone was an unforgettable flattery, which was completely different from his arrogant and arrogant attitude!

“That’s right.”

Elder Lu replied respectfully.

"How many levels?"

"Fifth-level elder, Lu Buhui." Elder Lu did not dare to slack off.

Ye Mohan smiled cruelly, "You 10th-level elder of the Medicine God Sect will have to bow down when you see me. You are just a fifth-level waste, and you want to kill my family?"

Lu Buhui was sweating heavily, and raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat. His heart was so scared that he couldn't get up and down.

Even my legs were weak and trembling slightly.

If he hadn't pretended to be calm, he would have collapsed at Ye Mohan's feet now.

Lu Buhui frowned, his face pale as paper, and said in a crying voice: "Your Highness, who are you? Even if you give me a hundred courages, I will not dare to touch your family. There must be a misunderstanding in this."

At the same time, two figures appeared outside the Golden Palace, namely the girl in a silver-haired and pink dress and the old man in a frosty and snow-haired hair.

Hua You Crow straightened her back and walked in with Bai Guardian.

"Lu Buhui, you still dare to argue!"

The protector of Bai shouted: "Every word and sentence you say, the evil doctor you always say is my nobleman's fiancée!"

Ye Chuyue?!

One stone stirs up a thousand layers of waves.

In an instant, everyone was shocked!

Countless eyes looked at Ye Mohan in astonishment.

Those strange purple eyes...

They thought of someone at the same time.

Ye Chen!

The story of Ye Chen Ziye is known to everyone in the country.

Although purple pupils are rare, no one has ever thought of him and the Emperor together.

After all, in the hearts of most people, the Holy Realm Emperor is unattainable, while Ye Chuyue was once as humble as an ant.

The two people who are different in this world are incompatible!
Chapter completed!