Chapter 7: See, Emperor

Many people have also joined the camp of persuasion.

Ning Xuemo's words just now have aroused the compassion of many people. I feel that this orphan girl in the Hou Ye's Mansion is no different from the general public. It is also a poor person who is oppressed by the privileged class, and is even inferior to them......

This made them have the same hatred for the enemy, and unconsciously put Ning Xuemo into their camp.

Ji Yunhao's face was very ugly.

Whether Ning Xuemo is innocent or not this time, his charge of persecuting lonely and weak women has been fixed in the hearts of these poor sticks......

This bastard girl must die! A hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes!

On the long street on the left side of the square, there was a sudden commotion, and there was a surge of people.

"Emperor! The emperor is here! ”

"Ah, ah, it's really the emperor who came out......"

"Emperor Zun is passing by, right?"

"I didn't expect to have this blessing today, and I can see the emperor's car ......"

"Don't say it, kneel, kneel!"

There was a low discussion in the crowd, and in the blink of an eye, all the people knelt down in the direction of the long street, and even Ji Yunhao's face changed, and he led the guards to kneel silently.

The square, which had been a little chaotic just a moment ago, fell silent for a moment. You can hear a needle falling from the ground.

On the spacious and clean street on one side of the square, pedestrians in different clothes knelt on the side of the road, and everyone held their breath and did not dare to breathe.

On the other side of the long street, a group of people and horses came in a hurry.

In the front are sixteen pairs of male and female children wearing light purple robes scattering flowers to open the way, followed by eighteen pairs of non-monks and non-Taoist teenagers wearing robes of the same color, with scattered hair, but the hair is not messy, waving the dust lightly in their hands, there is a dark and cold fragrance in the dust, which fills the air of the whole street, this fragrance is very light, very light, but it seems to be able to penetrate the soul of people.

Sixteen girls were then dressed in lilac dresses and long purple veils on their shoulders. These light yarns are like horses, intertwined like flowers, holding up a sky blue sedan chair.

The sedan chair is obviously different from the ordinary sedan chair, it is the specification of the eight-lift sedan chair, and the sedan body does not know what material it is made of, and the whole body is sky blue, like the purest sky.

The setting sun was like blood, shining on it, leaving no color, as if all the sunlight had been swallowed up by the blue.

The top of the car erected an antenna-like thing, this thing is also pure blue, but faintly exudes a faint luster, the top is inlaid with a big ruby, clear and bright, the crystal light flashes, like a small sun, extremely attractive eyeballs.

All the maidens had light veils on their faces, like smoke and peonies.

Luxurious, mysterious, cold--

All the adjectives seemed to be used on this team.

The curtain of the large sedan car hung tightly, and the people in the sedan car did not even show a trace of the corners of their robes.

But everyone knows that this is the sedan chair of the most powerful god on this continent - the emperor.

Wherever the emperor passed, everyone bowed down, even the emperor was no exception.

Whether it is a boy who opens the road, a teenager who scatters incense, or a girl who pulls a sedan chair, all of them are light-footed, and when walking on the street, the socks are snow-white, and the dust is not visible, as if they are gently drifting by.

The Emperor of Ten Thousand Emperors, referred to as the Emperor Zun, is the myth of this continent. It is rumored that his telekinesis has been cultivated to the top, and he is an immortal immortal, and the emperors of all countries in this world worship him as a god and dare not blaspheme in the slightest.