Jiang Han and others were all shocked.
They suddenly stood up and turned to look behind them.
What caught the eye was a majestic figure dressed in imperial robes.
Although there was no breath, there was still a heavy pressure that weighed heavily on the hearts of Jiang Han and others.
"Meet the Emperor."
Ye Ruhong and others were busy saluting.
"Yes."
Ye Qianchou nodded lightly and asked everyone to stand up.
"Why is he here?"
Jiang Han also saluted with Ye Ruhong and others, but his brows were twitching.
He had specifically asked Ye Tianming before, and knew that Ye Qianchou had not come, so he did not put on a mask.
This time, I’m afraid I can’t hide it.
As expected, Ye Qianchou's eyes were fixed on Jiang Han, with a hint of strangeness in his calmness.
"father" Ye Tianming spoke softly, and as soon as he uttered a word, Ye Qianchou's eyes fell on him, his voice stopped abruptly, and he swallowed back the words he was about to say.
He shrank his neck and did not dare to speak.
Obviously, Ye Tianming has a deep respect for Ye Qianchou The next moment, Ye Qianchou looked at Jiang Han again with a kind of scrutiny.
Jiang Han tried hard to look directly into his eyes, but after trying several times, he finally gave up, his back soaked with sweat.
Because, although Ye Qianchou's gaze was ordinary, it carried an imperial pressure.
In Jiang Han's opinion, this was more powerful than the power of the Martial Lord, almost making him unable to resist.
"I want to talk to Jiang Han alone."
After a while, Ye Qianchou finally stopped looking at him, but what he said made Jiang Han's whole body tense up.
Ye Tianming gritted his teeth and was about to say something, but when he raised his head and met Ye Qianchou's half-smiling gaze, he immediately retracted his head.
Yan Yumo and others didn't notice anything was wrong.
They said goodbye to Ye Qianchou and walked outside.
Jiang Han and Ye Qianchou were the only two people left in the room.
Ye Qianchou looked at Jiang Han quietly, with a divine light shining in his eyes.
His brows suddenly wrinkled, but they relaxed immediately.
Jiang Han didn't speak either, just stood silently.
He couldn't hide it anyway, but he wanted to know what Ye Qianchou would say.
For a moment, the sound of needle drops could be heard in the room, and the only sound was the breathing of two people. a long time.
"Your mother, are you okay?"
Ye Qianchou said softly.
"Thank you for your trouble, my mother is in good health.
She just misses my dead bastard father from time to time, and her hair turned gray early."
Jiang Han was still a little nervous.
But at this moment, he calmed down.
He poured two cups of tea and said, "Your Majesty, please have a seat."
Ye Qianchou was stunned for a moment, and a complicated light flashed across his eyes.
It was unclear whether it was yearning, indifference, or sadness.
He sat on the chair and took a sip of tea.
Nodding and saying: "Good tea" Jiang Han sat opposite Ye Qianchou and said quietly: "I don't know if the emperor has anything to discuss with the common people alone."
"Are you really ignorant, or are you pretending not to know?"
Ye Qianchou said, staring at him.
"What is the meaning of the emperor's words?"
Jiang Han could now look directly into Ye Qianchou's eyes.
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His eyes were shining brightly, and he chuckled, "Forgive the common people for being stupid and unable to understand the meaning." silence.
Ye Qianchou's eyes were as pale as water.
After staring at Jiang Han for a long time, he suddenly sighed softly, "I won't play riddles with you.
According to my understanding, you are from Baiyun City, so the smoke is probably still there."
"Emperor, please be careful with your words."
Jiang Han's eyes were filled with coldness and he said in a cold voice, "I respect you as the head of a country, but please do not call me by my mother's name." boom An extremely terrifying coercion suddenly fell on Jiang Han, as if several mountains were pressing down on him, making Jiang Han's energy and blood suffocate in an instant.
Sweating like rain.
Ye Qianchou's eyes shone with golden light, like two golden lanterns, with strange patterns rotating inside them.
He stared at Jiang Han indifferently, his face expressionless.
However, Jiang Han still managed to raise his head and looked directly into Ye Qianchou's eyes stubbornly.
Buzz For just a moment, Jiang Han felt in a trance, feeling that Ye Qianchou's eyes were like two golden whirlpools, trying to pull his soul into it.
"I'm asking you a question."
Ye Qianchou said every word, and every time he said it, the pressure on Jiang Han became heavier.
"Bang" There was an explosion on the ground, and the huge pressure caused the ground to collapse, and the four legs of the chair sank deeply.
If it weren't for Ye Qianchou's deliberate control, the chair would have been shattered into powder.
Jiang Han's teeth were almost broken.
His eyes were bloodshot, and he tried his best to lift his neck, and his bones made a crunching sound.
"Asshole" Jiang Han roared in his heart with strong unwillingness.
He hated this feeling of weakness, this feeling of being passive, and even more disgusted with Ye Qianchou's actions.
"If you give me ten more years, you will be nothing in front of me."
This sentence was almost squeezed out from between the teeth.
The sound was inaudible, but it was enough for Ye Qianchou to hear clearly.
"I'm asking you a question."
Ye Qianchou looked indifferent and spoke again.
A mountain of pressure suddenly fell, causing Jiang Han's neck to almost break.
"Uh-huh" Jiang Han roared in a low voice, and a huge white tree shadow appeared behind him, and then suddenly flashed, and turned into a golden strange dragon shadow.
It changed several times in a row and finally merged together.
Ye Qianchou's eyes were as bright as lightning, staring at the strange shadow of the martial spirit behind Jiang Han, his eyes flickering, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Ye Qianchou" Jiang Han bit his lip and drew blood.
He slowly raised his head, stared at Ye Qianchou, and spat out three words fiercely.
Buzz The golden light in Ye Qianchou's eyes was like a burning little sun, making it difficult for people to look directly at it.
Jiang Han still stared at him stubbornly, his eyes bloodshot, as if bleeding.
Behind the scenes, the leaves of the Ice Leaf Demon Tree in the shadow of the martial spirit danced, and pieces of ice crystals fell.
The four claws of the stegosaurus were clasped tightly on the tree.
Above the tree crown, the closed dragon eyes suddenly opened, shooting out a cold shot.
With sword intent, he lowered his eyes and looked at Ye Qianchou.
At the same time, a faint light flashed deep in Jiang Han's soul.
"Um" Ye Qianchou suddenly stood up and looked at the martial spirit dragon eyes with surprise and uncertainty.
"How is this possible?"
He squinted his eyes, his expression gloomy.
He clearly sensed that there was a trace of spirituality in the martial soul dragon eyes that he shouldn't have.
This is incredible Although as the martial artist's cultivation improves, the martial soul can have its own consciousness, it requires a martial master to do it, and the possibility is still very low.
But how could Jiang Han’s martial soul be spiritual?
Ye Qianchou was deep in thought, and the aura on his body slowly disappeared.
At this time, Jiang Han had almost reached his limit, he was sweating profusely, and the shadow of the martial spirit behind him suddenly collapsed.
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