Mrs. Tianhuang's beautiful face gradually cracked and her anger broke out.

"Your Highness!"

Liu Hongyi, behind her, suddenly stood up, as if she was tragic, and even more like the loyal minister who risked his life to advise. She took out the courage to take a long time, looked at Ye Mohan with red eyes, and said loudly: "Your Highness, I am the saint of the Holy Land. Only I deserve you, only I, I love you sincerely. Why do you want to be obsessed with it and why do you want to fall into depravity?"

"Enough!"

The white protector with a look of vicissitudes and fatigue finally came out.

Liu Hongyi was slightly stunned when she saw the Bai Guardian.

For her, the Dharma protector Bai had the grace of saving life, and in her life, he was both a teacher and a friend.

"When will you be confused until?"

Bai Guardian roared: "What you call love is to ignore the scars of Your Highness and still be self-righteous? Do you love the Emperor of the Holy Realm or Ye Mohan? If it were the Emperor of the Holy Realm, how could you be worthy? If it were Ye Mohan, how could he look down on you? You are just an orphan. I see you pitiful and talented, so I took you to the Holy Realm and took good care of you. If I knew you were such an ungrateful wolf who was kind to repay you with grudges, I should have killed you with my own hands back then, so that you would not be able to make trouble today and be unscrupulous!"

"Bai Guardian..."

Liu Hongyi's eyes tightened and she looked at the old man with tears in her eyes.

"I just have been a saint for a few days and looked down on others. There are countless talented people in the world, so what are you?"

"If I hadn't been soft-hearted for a moment and asked Your Highness to keep you in the holy realm, wouldn't you who are today be the lowly and vulgar person you mentioned? You should drink water and remember your source, and you should not forget your roots in life." The White Guardian was heartbroken.

Below, a few laughs came from the front of the gilding platform.

Xiao Li held the table with his palm, jumped up and came to the gilded platform.

She raised her head, looked at Liu Hongyi, and said, "The person you talked about is the hero of my Shenwu Empire and my Chang'an imperial capital. She was a slaughter for her friends, and for the sake of the people, she gave up the Daohui regardless of her own safety, just for those who were in distress. Can you also know that she took away the seven abused cities for Chang'an?"

"You know that when the seven cities were slaughtered, she ran thousands of miles away, her horses kept stopping, and drank the blood of the enemy? You know that she had not been asleep for half a month, and went from Huangyan to Shangjing, Dongyang to capture twelve cities one after another, and recovered Dongyang as the territory of Shenwu?"

"Do you know that on the trial and assessment of the Futu Mountain, she took away the ghost hunting formation for tens of thousands of disciples. She led tens of thousands of people to the top of the mountain alone. She was not in a hurry to win, and protected everyone at the edge of the mountain and at the dangerous place."

"The priest Mu Sheng abused the spirit beasts. For those spirit beasts, she took the power of the Martial Ancestor alone, and only sought a fair judgment!"

"Her son is the son of the Emperor, but except today, how have she been so arrogant in the past five years? How have she been so arrogant? How have she been complacent?"

"She didn't!"

Xiao Li gritted his teeth and said loudly:

"It's just because she feels that the path of martial arts can be walked alone, the heavy responsibility on her shoulders, the child on her knees can be carried on, and the child on her knees can be educated alone! She does not rely on the power of the Emperor, and she climbs upwards. One day, she will let the people of the world know that Ye Chuyue has never been a person who depends on the Emperor, but a hero of a generation. She will eventually reach the pinnacle of the Martial Arts. She can also stand by the Emperor, relying on her own feet to the ground, relying on her sweat and blood!"

"Saint Liu, it's such a pity. You don't even deserve to carry your shoes to her!"

"The Emperor has been circulating all over the world for 90,000 years. The women around him are definitely not self-righteous women who can only compete for the sake of jealousy."

"Around him, he should be a hero among women, a hero who is as good as a woman!"

Xiao Li's eyes were slightly red and his voice was high. He was hoarse until the end of his shouting!

There is tranquility between heaven and earth.

Only her voice and the meditations of everyone.
Chapter completed!