In this world, nothing will be as smooth sailing as imagined.

Even in the eyes of discerning people, the world of this great yuan still looks like a brocade of flowers on the surface, but it is already crumbling at the root, until a certain person or a certain force pushes such a handful in a fatal place, then this picturesque country that is sought and taken in the eyes of the Mongols will be shaken in the blink of an eye, and the country will be shattered.

It's just that at the moment, it seems that only the Mingjiao, who has been defeated and defeated repeatedly, can do this.

People who have the heart to resist but do not have the courage to resist are waiting for some great hero to save the Han family that has fallen under foreign rule for nearly a hundred years, just like Yang Jian, Emperor Wen of Sui, who saved the Han family in the first place.

It's just that......

Nothing will be easy, especially on the road to the world.

Bright top.

Basilica.

Facing the unfathomable Yue Sect Master, the purple-shirted Dragon King Dai Qisi faced Yue Yuan's indifferent gaze under pressure and began her own performance. She didn't hide her identity at all, because the fact that she was born in the Persian Sect is an open and transparent matter in the Ming Sect, and countless members of the Ming Sect know it clearly.

Talking about the reason, the reason, as the head of the Persian head religion, for the head of the Persian head religion to get back what belongs to the head religion, this is not morally inappropriate, right?

Based on this, Dai Qisi dared to take a risk, maybe she could ensure her safety in this dangerous Mingjiao headquarters.

Of course, these are just thoughts in the heart of the purple-shirted Dragon King Dai Qisi, and what really makes people tremble is Yue Yuan, who is sitting on the throne of the sect leader in front of him. Because in Dai Qisi's eyes, she couldn't figure out and couldn't understand this sect leader who didn't look like a young man on the outside.

Dai Qisi has been speculating about Yue Yuan's true identity in her heart, knowing that a stranger who suddenly appeared safely sat on the position of the leader of the Ming Sect, such a thing seems too whimsical. If it is said that the other party has nothing to do with Mingjiao, Dai Qisi will never believe it, even if the other party's martial arts are world-famous.

And now, in the face of Yue Yuan's proposal about the Great Shift of Qiankun and the Immortal Seal, Dai Qisi had to put herself in a desperate fight.

"Holy Gate?"

"Haha!"

In the shallow laughter, Yue Yuan stared intently at the purple-shirted dragon king standing directly below, and said with a smile: "Dai Qisi, are you speaking to this seat as the king of the Ming Sect or as a member of the Persian Sect Chief?" ”

The voice fell, and the entire hall suddenly fell silent.

Everyone's eyes invariably fell on the purple-shirted dragon king Dai Qisi, as the high-level of the Ming Sect, how could they not hear the deep meaning of Yue Yuan's words after experiencing too many things.

Equally.

Dai Qisi was also stunned when she heard this.

If she was once young, she might not be able to react, but when her husband was dead and she had experienced a lot, Dai Qisi also understood at this moment. Because no matter how she uses her words to tell right and wrong, the current fact is that Yue Yuan is already the leader of the Ming Sect, and he is the leader who subdued the high-level and then became the leader.

There are all kinds of promises in the rivers and lakes, and no one will agree with any of her words at this moment.

Looking back.

Dai Qisi's gaze swept over the people behind her, and all she saw was the expressionless faces of these high-level leaders, and no one in the high-level of the Ming Sect was stupid. The words that should have come down some time ago, at this time, to accompany the purple-shirted dragon king Dai Qisi to overthrow, the self-proclaimed heroes said that they are not so shameless, and they are those righteous people who can do this.

Seeing this, Dai Qisi's heart sank.

Because of Yue Yuan's words, she understood that no matter which identity she was, she could bring death to herself. Zhu's lips trembled slightly, and Dai Qisi's heart once again resurfaced that she had no power to fight back against the other party, like a caged bird.

"Humph!"

A cold snort sounded.

Daisy only felt her body tremble at the sound, and a huge suction force fell from above, enveloping her body. The terrifying suction force made the true qi in her body unable to operate at all, and even faintly had the illusion of being pulled through her body.

Immediately after, listening to the sound of rubbing, Dai Qisi fell to her knees in a stagger, and then the whole person slid over the steps under this terrifying suction force, and came to Yue Yuan, who was sitting above.

With her forehead leaning forward and her hair in disorder, Dai Qisi involuntarily sent her biggest point to Yue Yuan's right palm.

The five fingers were slightly opened, and the small palm of the 'young man' was directly covered on Dai Qisi's face, as long as he exerted a little force, this purple-shirted dragon king from the Zhenming Sect would disappear.

This scene shocked the high-level leaders of the Ming Sect present.

"Master!"

All the high-level officials knelt down on one knee and begged for the purple-shirted Dragon King Dai Qisi: "Please also look at Dai Qisi's affection for Mingjiao in the past, give the purple-shirted Dragon King a chance." The only people standing there were Liu Ji, Liu Bowen, who had just joined the Ming Sect, Hu Qingniu, who had long been a servant of Yue Yuan, and his wife Wang Nangu.

Liu Ji is feather fan shook gently, and seemed to be indifferent to what was happening in front of him, even if his senior brother Tieguan Daoren had already knelt on one knee, but he still stood in the middle like a flock, which was particularly eye-catching, and he didn't say anything.

It's just that Liu Ji's standing has actually surfaced his views.

The other two people standing were Hu Qingniu and Wang Nangu.

The eyes of the husband and wife fell on the purple-shirted dragon king Dai Qisi, who was so indifferent, and looking at the looks of the husband and wife, their views were obviously self-evident. Because they are different from others, the husband and wife have one more identity than the Ming Sect, and that is Yue Yuan's servant.

As the saying goes, the lord humiliates his ministers to death, not to mention that the husband and wife have always had a bad relationship with the purple-shirted dragon king...... Uh, well, the couple doesn't have a good relationship with almost everyone.

Although Dai Qisi already has a daughter, she has always maintained herself well because of her strong martial arts, and although her skin cannot be compared with that of a girl, it is not much different. Feeling the slippery feeling in the palm of his hand, as well as the heat exhaled by the other party, Yue Yuan's gaze swept over everyone one by one, and at this glance, there was a conclusion in his heart.

"Since everyone is pleading, then your destiny will be left for the time being!" Yue Yuan said slowly, the five fingers of his right hand were constantly moving lightly, moving on Dai Qisi's face, feeling the palm becoming more and more slippery, Yue Yuan knew that this was the other party's sweat because of fright: "It's just ......"

Speaking of this, Yue Yuan's voice paused, and then said: "The death penalty can be avoided, but the living crime cannot be escaped!" ”

The words fell.

In the expectant gaze of Hu Qingniu and his wife, Liu Ji's expressionless gaze and the stunned expressions of other people, they heard the seductive hum of Dai Qisi, the purple-shirted dragon king on the stage, and a stream of sweat evaporated from the water vapor emanating from the body.

Under everyone's gaze, Dai Qisi's green hair began to turn gray, which was not the result of her disguise before, but a natural physiology.

This scene let everyone know that Dai Qisi's martial arts have been abolished.

Release your hand.

Dai Qisi's body fell directly to the ground, and her black and white hair was extremely disordered, covering her entire face.

Raising his head slightly, he looked at Yue Yuan, who was sitting in front of him, from the gap in his hair, and saw a pair of indifferent eyes. Looking at each other, Dai Qisi's body trembled again, and the resentment in her heart was pressed in the deepest part of her heart by this look, and she didn't dare to raise her head with her head tilted.

"From today onwards, I will remove the identity of the dragon king of Dai Qisi's purple shirt."

"This is Mingjiao, not Persia."

"But be mindful of who you are speaking for."

With his eyes retracted, Yue Yuan looked back at Hu Qingniu and his wife who were standing not far from him, and ordered, "Take it down and take good care of it." After seeing Wang Nangu's impatient expression, Yue Yuan answered again: "She's still useful!" ”

"Yes!"

Hu Qingniu bowed respectfully and did not forget to reach out and pull his depressed wife, and the two dragged the former purple-shirted dragon king Dai Qisi, who was already sour and weak, in the stunned eyes of others.

"Alright."

Yue Yuan clapped his hands, attracting back the attention of everyone who seemed to be distracted, and said with a smile: "Then let's talk about it next, who should we choose as the new purple-shirted dragon king of the Ming Sect?" Of course, the white-clothed dragon king is not indispensable. ”

……

Meanwhile.

Mostly.

After Guo Xiang arranged things, she changed her clothes and left the capital on a horse, heading south.

"It's time to meet an old friend I haven't seen in years."

PS: There is another chapter update in the evening...... Well, the outer part.