Princess, she has fortune-telling again

Chapter 2691 I don't believe you
"It's as if we have to get the consent of your ancestors when we are together?"

"He also made irresponsible remarks about my affairs?"

Menlang tightly squeezed the hand that was behind him, and the veins on his fist were full of veins.

Trying to suppress the boiling emotions, the middle-aged man smiled wryly and turned his head to look at the expressionless Shen Yi.

"Your Majesty, Empress Gu Jiang misunderstood us a lot."

"What misunderstanding? There is no misunderstanding at all." Shen Yi sneered, "Isn't it true that you are always making things difficult for my Nana?"

"This would be whimsical, suddenly asking her to go to the Holy City? What do you want to do? You all want to die, don't you?"

"Your Majesty is not what you think..." Menlang panicked and hurriedly explained.

Shen Yi glanced coldly across his face, "What do you think Mo Wen is? It's just an old dog of our Protoss."

"Three points are tolerated in the lonely place, but it is only because of his contribution to the clan in the past."

"Now, this point of affection has been worn away by him long ago. You go back and let him prepare early."

Menlang's pupils shrank slightly.

what to prepare?
In front of the Empress, the Lord actually scolded him mercilessly, and even asked him to go back and tell the ancestor to prepare.

Ready to wait for him to clean them up? ?
Where did this young King of the Protoss get the confidence to say such words to his ancestor?
Menlang felt anxious and angry for a moment.

Although he didn't have a deep contact with the king, he had heard about his methods of handling things.

The decisions made by the Lord are generally implemented.

and so……

Is the holy city in danger?
Menlang's heart skipped a beat, and he really wanted to fly back to the Holy City right now, and report the matter to the ancestor.

Jiang Nai had withdrawn the Hidden Sword that was resting on Diqing's neck, and smiled at him.

Immediately, before Di Qing came back to his senses, he saw the short and exquisite Hidden Sword ruthlessly stabbing Di Yuanshan's side neck with his backhand.

A column of blood spurted out.

The miscellaneous voices of everyone in the tent were instantly silenced.

Everyone saw Di Yuanshan clutching the wound around his neck with astonishment on his face, staring at the little girl in horror, his body swaying.

Jiang Xiaonai laughed crisply.

He wiped the blood between his fingers casually on Di Qingyuebai's shirt, "There's a lot of blood, like blossoming blood crabapples."

"Uncle Yuanshan!" An exclamation came from outside the tent.

The saint Xu Sixin came back with a group of soldiers and crabs, but she didn't expect to see such a bloody scene.

what happened?

The one standing on one side seemed to be a follower beside Mo Wen Patriarch, called... Menlang?
Why is he here?
And what just happened?
Why is everyone watching a crazy woman kill Uncle Yuanshan, but no one makes a move.

Menlang was stunned for a second, then turned around and bowed to salute, and said in a loud voice, "Your Majesty, our ancestor really sincerely invites you to go to the holy city for a talk."

"As for Di Yuanshan, it will be regarded as part of the peace agreement, and the full authority will be given to you."

"What did you say, Menlang?" Xu Sixin opened his mouth wide, showing an expression of disbelief.

And protocol?
In this situation, don't Mo Wen Patriarch want to negotiate peace with Empress Gu Jiang?

Ancient ginger empress?

She is the ancient Jiang empress who has only heard her name but never seen her.

Jiang Nai didn't notice that there were more people in the tent at all, and only looked at Menlang, and smiled coldly, "I don't believe you."

(End of this chapter)