Goddess rules the world

Chapter 137 The Battle of the Imperial Array (7)

Such a bewitching man is wearing a white fur coat, the evil spirit on his body has subsided a bit, but he has added a trace of beauty that has been washed away from lead dust.

"Third brother, long time no see!"

The cold voice carried an imperceptible depth in vain.

Following Ye Moling's sound, Gu Yuhan stopped his sword in vain, and looked sideways towards the outside of the hall.

Ye Qianli stood there.

The center of his brows furrowed slightly, not knowing whether it was because he couldn't adapt to so many surprised or amazed gazes, or because of his physical discomfort.His footsteps paused slightly, he closed his eyes, and approached slowly and calmly.

Behind him, Young Master Thirteen followed in with a tense expression.

There was astonishment and silence.

Who would have imagined that the frail and sick third prince was actually such a coquettish man.

"My son sees my mother."

Standing still, Ye Qianli slightly bent over to salute, her voice was extremely light and weak.

Empress Cui didn't seem to have expected to see him in such a sudden situation, she lost her mind for a long time before she came back to her senses and smiled again, "Li'er, there is no need to invite more, come here and give me a seat."

"Thank you mother!"

Ye Qianli's attitude seemed alienated, she slowly raised her eyes, and then she looked at Ye Moling who had been looking directly at her with a deep expression.With a faint smile, he said, "Second brother, long time no see."

"Third brother is not feeling well, so how could he be brave enough to be there?"

Ye Moling walked towards him suddenly, with a genuine but fake smile, playing a good brother.

"There has been an agreement."

Ye Qianli's explanation was very vague, but her eyes fell on Gu Mohan uncontrollably.

Facing those breathtaking long and narrow eyes, Gu Qinhan hesitated slightly, and the corner of his mouth slightly curled up, "I've been waiting for you for so long, I thought you wouldn't come!"

"I promised you, I will do it."

Ye Qianli smiled softly, the fatal charm lingering on her face, just one glance is enough to make people suffocate and indulge.

Until then, the stunned elders and clansmen realized that they got up immediately, bowed to Ye Qianli together, and said respectfully, "See the third prince."

"Exemption."

Ye Qianli frowned slightly, clearly revealing his discomfort at the moment.

Behind him, Young Master Shisan leaned over slightly, as if asking something in his ear, but Ye Qianli waved his hand.

The rumors were confirmed.

The third prince, Ye Qianli, looked like a sick man who couldn't resist.

Being in the most inconspicuous place of the crowd, there seemed to be a few doubtful eyes in the 24th house of the ghost moon palace, and they glanced at the strange third prince without any trace.

In the altar.

Gu Quhan seemed to be slightly distracted by Ye Qianli's appearance, but before turning his eyes back, he deliberately glanced at Ye Moling.The brows are slightly raised, and the hint of provocation is very obvious.

"During a duel, there is a price to be paid for being distracted!"

Suddenly, as Bai Ling's cold and arrogant voice sounded, the figure spun around, white clothes, black hair, and the sword in his hand danced like snowflakes.The remnant ghost formation was in the sword, but it was always covered by a vague light, and the killing intent was pouring out.

Gu Qinhan squinted his phoenix eyes slightly, staring at her for a moment, holding the sword in his hand, but did not move at all.

The light is approaching.

The killing intent of the remnant ghost formation swirls in the calm air around it, and the strong wind blows over the place it flies over disturbs the momentary calm.But in the center, the center of the vortex is not affected at all.

(End of this chapter)