Fairy, shut up! I'm really not blondie.

And when facing other people, he can also be a perfect wingman!

The Queen glanced at the young man and gently pinched the corner of his clothes, which felt very nice.

She has received many gifts and seen all kinds of treasures.

But no gift had ever made her feel as satisfied as this dress.

Emperor Yan began to take over the government again.

But he did not compromise with those sects, as if nothing had happened.

Faced with the collective pressure from those sects, he gave a very tough response.

The people from the major sects who were sent to contact them all received very similar responses.

The people in prison have no respect for the law, deceive the emperor and deceive their superiors, they deserve it!

After receiving such a reply, those sects were naturally angry.

They sent more people into the capital, causing diplomatic friction to become increasingly serious.

Dong Huangming has become the key force in maintaining this place.

She looked at the several disciples from the major sects that she had recaptured and sighed.

Similar incidents have become more and more frequent in recent days.

Even though she is busy from morning till night, there are still many things to do.

After the God of War finished his work for the day, he walked towards his residence.

Physical fatigue is nothing compared to mental fatigue.

She had submitted memorials to Emperor Yan more than once, hoping that he would release the prisoners as soon as possible.

It’s not that she is afraid of these sects, but this is the capital!

How many civilians are there in the capital, and how many of them are unable to protect themselves?

Is it really worth it to turn the capital into a powder keg just to gain a momentary rage?

She really couldn't figure it out.

I sent in memorials one after another, but the responses I received were just words like "I know."

It was obvious that Emperor Yan did not intend to follow the God of War's ideas.

"Your Majesty, what on earth is he going to do..."

Dong Huangming sighed and muttered to himself.

Her eyes held a complex expression as she slowly sighed.

If it weren't for her loyalty to the emperor and her patriotism, she would have questioned him directly.

When he arrived at the gate of the yard, the guard at the gate came over and whispered something.

"Ok?"

The fatigue on Dong Huangming's face faded slightly, and he quickened his pace and walked in.

The boy seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

"Ming, you seem to be very busy recently."

Su Qing said with a gentle smile on his face.

He sat in the courtyard, holding a book in his hands, and had obviously been waiting for quite some time.

"My little fiancé knows about this, but he has no intention of coming to help me?"

Dong Huangming said with a smile.

She greeted the boy and walked straight into the room.

"Forget it. Everyone has their own expertise. I'll probably mess you up if I go there."

After Su Qing entered the room, he sat on the bed naturally and said.

He would not help deal with such matters, it would be a thankless task.

"So what are you doing now? Do you have any good news to tell me?"

Dong Huangming took off his mask, picked up the teacup on the table and started drinking.

After finishing a glass, she let out a long breath and looked a little tired.

"I know you've been very busy recently, so I came to express my feelings."

Su Qing said softly.

My fiancée is so busy, it's only right that I come to see her.

Otherwise, the relationship between the two would seem a little distant.

"What do you mean?"

Dong Huangming untied his cloak and asked hurriedly.

Her eyes were burning with anticipation, hoping the other person would bring her good news.

If your friends are willing to help, then maybe everything can be turned around!

"Ming, I know what you're thinking, but I can't find my sister during this period."

"So I'm not here on behalf of the Su family, I'm just here on my own behalf."

"I can't help you, but I can give you a lap pillow and a massage."

"This way, it can also relieve your fatigue."

Su Qing's voice was gentle, with a power that seemed to be able to soothe people's hearts.

"Okay."

Dong Huangming smiled faintly, not looking too disappointed.

It is enough that others are willing to help me relieve my fatigue.

She took off her coat and lay down on the bed.

The God of War had to admit that in terms of appearance and massage skills, his young fiancé was top-notch.

And now, she can take this opportunity to have a good rest.

Su Qing looked at the tired face, his heart filled with emotion.

Having a boss like this can really make people exhausted to death!

Fortunately, I don’t have to worry about such things and don’t have to be a tool.

Some people may think that the God of War is maintaining the stability of the entire capital and the safety of the people.

But the danger was actually caused by the emperor himself out of selfish motives.

It's probably because you followed the wrong boss that you feel so exhausted. This is also very normal.

He stretched out his fingers and began to massage her head.

The slightly furrowed brows on that beautiful and refined face slowly relaxed.

"call……"

Dong Huangming exhaled slowly, enjoying the feeling at the moment.

A head massage from a professional is definitely a first-class enjoyment.

The God of War opened his eyes and looked at the serious-looking young man, a hint of tenderness flashed in his eyes.

If that's the case, it's actually pretty good.

Normally, I am out and about while he is at home.

When I came back, he came to me and gave me a massage.

This kind of life seems pretty good...

The military god, who has always been used to being alone, rarely had the idea of ​​relying on others.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

The common people were completely unaware, but some astute powerful families were already filled with unease.

They didn't know what was going to happen, but they had a very dangerous feeling.

Emperor Yan remained tough as ever, using various means to maintain stability and had no intention of accepting mediation.

On this day, a carriage slowly drove into the capital.

And Emperor Yan's actions have already begun.

"It's time..."

Emperor Yan glanced at the sky and muttered to himself.

After confirming that the key link has been achieved, the grand ceremony can begin.

His figure slowly walked out of the palace, and a carriage headed towards the underground palace.

This underground palace is very large, and various very conspicuous runes are painted on the ground.

The arrangement of the runes is very standard, with an ancient feel, forming a formation.

In the center of this magic circle, you can see a very ancient altar.

Surrounding the edge of the altar were many unconscious people.

You can see that they are wearing different clothes, but they all look quite distinctive.

Obviously, these are the geniuses who were secretly transported to the underground palace during this period.

"It's time to start."

Emperor Yan's eyes swept across the entire audience, his voice filled with a hint of excitement.

I have been waiting for a long time. Isn’t this the day I have been waiting for?

Accept the three hundred years of grace and dragon energy of this dynasty and bet on the future of the country for the next hundred years!

The many men in black who were silent in the darkness nodded solemnly.

They stood on their own sides, ready.

Emperor Yan walked towards the altar.

He stepped onto the stage and looked at the bluish-black stone slab above.

There is a very obvious depression in the center of the stone slab, which is bottomless and no one knows where it leads to.

He cut his hand directly and watched the blood slowly seep into it.

Using the emperor's blood as a guide, awaken the dragon veins, allow the dragon energy to materialize directly, and form a true dragon of destiny!

Next, he could use the many imprisoned geniuses as a medium to perform a blood sacrifice.

Every genius carries with him, to a certain extent, the luck of their sect.

The higher the talent of a person, the higher the luck he or she carries.

Maybe one or two is nothing, but what if the quantity is very considerable?

In that way, the True Dragon of Destiny will intercept and absorb their luck!

It's time for these presumptuous sects to pay the price for their arrogance!

The once clear blue sky had somehow become stained with a blood-red hue.

The faint sound of dragon roars continued to echo in the capital.

Passersby were somewhat confused and stopped what they were doing and returned to their homes.

The once bustling capital city has now become somewhat deserted in an instant.

"presumptuous!"

A dull sound was heard from the distant sky.

Along with this voice, the clouds in the distance continued to roll, forming a giant hand.