The emperor ran away, the female supporting role died again

Chapter 49 Is there a rival in love?
It's a bitch again, Murong Yan sneered in his heart, this Zhuiyu also learned poetry, calligraphy, and piano painting since he was a child, and he only had this one sentence when he scolded people.

Although at this moment the servant who was being chased was holding his arms back, but because the pig's face obscured the sight of Zhuiyu, the fist he swung towards Murongyan was a little bit off.

This odd point is Murong Yan's opportunity.

When the fist was approaching, Murong Yan turned sideways to avoid Zhuiyu's fist.

But the servant who was holding her down didn't know that she would suddenly turn sideways, and even one of them couldn't stand still, so he was punched in the face by Zhuiyu who rushed over, and was pressed to the ground by Zhuiyu.

"Hahahaha..." Murong Yan laughed out loud looking at Zhuiyu, who was in a state of embarrassment, "Zuiyu, I haven't seen a big change in the morning, let's just turn her figure into a pig, and her taste has become so bad that the target From the emperor respected by the world down to my own slave, it is really hungry."

"Hahahaha..." Unexpectedly, Zhuiyu, who was slowly standing up, also laughed out loud, making Murongyan a little confused. Shouldn't she be even more annoyed?
Zhui Yushuang's face was red and swollen, his eyes were bloodshot, and his expression was contemptuous and arrogant, looking very permeable.

Zhuiyu pointed to Murong Yan and said, "Murong Yan, do you really think you have climbed up to the Emperor?"

"Maybe." Murong Yan raised his eyebrows, responding lightly.

Or maybe Dongfang Bai climbed up to her, she has always been so confident.

"Maybe? Hahahaha..." Zhuiyu's swollen smile really looked like a pig, "Murongyan, you are so full of bullshit that you think that the emperor will insert you."

Murong Yan's face darkened, this metaphor...

Seeing Murong Yan's dark face, Zhuiyu was even more proud, "That's right, with your aptitude, it's impossible to participate in the Yaochi event."

"So what if you haven't participated?"

"If you had participated, no emperor would have taken a liking to your idea," said Zhuiyu, who could already hear the grinding of his teeth, "Baijian Xianyao, the beloved daughter of the ancient spirit fairy Baijian, the queen of the spirit fairy, The appearance of a fairy, an indescribably beautiful woman, every time the Yaoxian grand meeting, she will hold the arm of the emperor to share the grand meeting with him."

When talking about the exile, Zhuiyu had envy and hope in her eyes, as if she was talking about herself.

"So what, the emperor didn't say that he would marry her, and I haven't heard anyone say that the emperor called Xianyao's woman his wife." The smile on Murong Yan's face was not bad at all.

But I missed a beat in my heart, what if Dongfang Bai called her a lady and went back with another woman on his arm?
"Hmph, lady? It's just a playful nickname after being seductive." Zhuiyu said coldly.

At this time, Chasing Shanhai came up and asked Murong Yandao, "Yanyan, you are also considered a family member, we will not make things difficult for you, but tell me, Huangzun, where did they go east?"

"I want to know that they have gone, is there another one here for you to catch?" Murong Yan asked cleverly.

But she was very puzzled in her heart. Chasing her family has guarded the Mang Mountain Trail for tens of hundreds of years. She should be very familiar with Mang Mountain. The fan-shaped stone carving is only 500 meters away from here, but it seems that Chasing Mountain and Sea doesn't know it at all. , It's not like knowing that Dongfang Bai went to find a fan-shaped stone carving.

How is this going?

What is she going to do now?
"Hahahaha..." Zhuiyu laughed again when he heard the words, "Murongyan, so you have been abandoned, what kind of woman are you, hahahaha..."

"Yu'er, I'm not in the mood to care about these things as a father now, the important thing is to find a fan-shaped stone carving." Chasing Shanhai saw that her daughter was repeatedly distracted by the matter of Huang Zun and Murong Yan, and she was already showing displeasure.

These children's personal relationships are not as important as stepping on the footsteps of the emperor to find the fan-shaped stone carvings.

Hearing that Zhuiyu came back and said that the emperor was coming to Mangshan, the elders of the Zhui family had already made arrangements, as long as there was a specific location of the fan-shaped stone carving in Zhuishanhai, they would send a signal immediately.

"Yanyan, where did you and Huangzun separate, and how long has it been since you separated?" Because he still had to find out information from Murong Yan, Zhui Shanhai magnanimously did not blame Murong Yan for chasing the jade quilt at all.

"It's just ahead. It's been several hours since we separated. It's not like you don't know how fast the Longji horse is. We've been here for a while, but I don't know the way down the mountain, so I'm still here." Murong Yan's face was pure and innocent, and he couldn't tell that he was lying at all.

Chasing Shanhaishen took a breath, his complexion was not so good anymore.

Since it was useless at all, and he beat his daughter, then... the hand behind Zhui Shanhai's back slowly gathered fourth-order cyan spiritual power.

Just when Chasing Shan Hai was about to get rid of Murong Yan, there was a sudden loud noise not far away.

Then there was a burst of thick smoke a few hundred meters in front of them, Murong Yan raised his head to look at the sun above the forest, it was already noon, and Dongfang Bai had already made a move.

Chasing Shanhai frowned deeply, and then shouted, "No, it might be a fan-shaped stone carving!"

The servant behind him immediately became nervous after watching the battle and hearing Zhui Shanhai's words, and even Zhuiyu's attention was diverted.

After sending out a special signal for chasing family members, Zhui Shanhai led dozens of servants to rush forward. Murong Yan's life was safe for the time being, and he was escorted to follow.

When they were some distance away from the original place, Murong Yan and the others could no longer go any further.

Because there was a strong wind in front of them at this time, dead branches, sand and stones were flying all over the sky, and a wind vortex at the very center was spinning at a high speed, and where the edge of the vortex passed, century-old trees were uprooted within a second.

This kind of vortex should be no less powerful than the tornadoes seen in the previous life, and what surprised Murong Yan even more was that the four guards of Dongfang Bai were trying their best to control the vortex in the four directions of the vortex, and the powerful spiritual power formed oppression. The forced vortex is slowly decelerating and shrinking a little bit.

There are still people in this world who can resist such a powerful force, and these four people are only four of Dongfang Bai's twelve guards.

Oriental white?At this moment, Murong Yan remembered to follow Dongfang Bai's figure.

I was attracted by the whirlpool just now, but after looking for it, I found that Dongfang Bai had been standing beside the whirlpool, and the century-old trees beside him had been uprooted, leaving big pits. Generally unaffected.

His expression was quite relaxed, as if there was no whirlpool at all beside him, but his four guards were playing.

Seeing Murong Yan and the chasing family members, Dongfang Bai frowned, and displeasure brewed in his cold pupils.

"Huang... Huangzun." Seeing Dongfang Bai approaching, Zhuiyu was the first to respond.

"Huang... Huangzun?" Chasing Shanhai, who had always been proud, couldn't help but stuttering when he saw the person in front of him.

At this time, Dongfang Bai's sleeves and gown were waving willfully in the strong wind, but his tall and strong figure remained motionless in the violent wind, as if he could support the sky and the ground.

(End of this chapter)