Chapter 32: Inappropriate title

Mo Yan was shocked to take back his sight and confront him, giving him a smile.
Jun Qian Che removed his sight.
I saw a man dressed in a kimono coming towards them. The man’s official uniform is embroidered with Kirin. It is a military officer. It should be the general of the dynasty. According to her understanding, there is a young general in the hall, named Han Yixiao, who is very trusting. People, presumably this person!
The figure is tall and straight, the color is bronze, the facial features are clear and deep, and the finely carved dragons are like the heavens. The dark and deep ice scorpion is cold and solemn, but it is with evil spirits. Another big guy of different types.
The man came to the respectful salute before the holy car: "The end will see the emperor."
"Han Aiqing is exempted! Han Aiqing went to the Shengjiang Military Camp for several days. It is time to come back today and witness the birth of the Wu Zhuangyuan!" Jun Qian is calm and calm.
Han Yi Xiao Gong respected: "Yes!" Going to the side of the seat to sit down.
The finals of the Wu Zhuang Yuan began in the sound of gongs and drums. At the beginning, the game entered a white heat. For the men of this ancient ordinary family, if they want to fly up, the literati can only pass the imperial examination, and the martial arts is the martial arts competition. I can go straight to the church, go to the hall, and miss the opportunity. I can only be silent for a lifetime.
Therefore, those who entered the finals cherish this opportunity, hoping to win the title in the first place and win the title of the champion, so everyone has come up with their true skills.
Now it is a two-two matchup, the direct elimination of the loss, and the winning will continue.
At the beginning of the ink, there was still some interest in watching. It was all about watching a blockbuster. But after a scent, there was no interest. I always hit it like this. My eyes were already tired. I yawned and felt like I was. To fall asleep, and then close to Jun Qian Che whispered, "How long will it take for the emperor?"
Jun Qian is faint: "The wonderful is still behind! Queens look patiently!"
The ink is immediately like the eggplant that is beaten by the frost.
"The emperor, the minister is urgency, want to go convenient." Mo Yan found an excuse, ready to go through the wind.
Jun Qian Che Qing cold road: "speed to speed back."
"Yes!" The ink smashed up from the chair and left.
The seven sages Wang Momo left, and quietly left the seat.
The game on the field continued, and when Jun’s sight fell on the empty seven-man position, the heart slowly began to sigh with anger.
Leaving Jun’s sight, Mo Zhen felt that the whole person was relaxed a lot, and his ears whispered:
The ping-pong squad’s weapon sounds that the eardrum of the person must be shattered. comfortable."
"The original maiden is running out to hide quietly." A gentle and nice voice came.
Ink immediately turned around: "Who?" When he saw the person who appeared in front of him, he immediately sighed: "The Seven Kings, it turned out to be you! Scared me. How come out?"
Junyue traces warmly smiled, and some shyly said: "For those who will be martial arts, the Wu Zhuangyuan final can really feast their eyes, you can see different martial arts everywhere, but for me who is not martial, it is Very boring."
Momo immediately took the hand of the Seven Kings and said: "The same feeling, the same feeling! Really find a confidant."
Junyue's face was an accident: "Hey, aren't you going to martial arts? It is reasonable to say that you should like today's contest."
Uh! The deity will be martial arts? Why didn’t you listen to the semi-fragrance?
"Hey, the seven sages king, it doesn't matter. Since the last time I fell from the observation floor, I not only lost my memory, but even martial arts have been lost. So I am just a weak woman now." Frustrated.
Junyue marks are accidental, but comforted: "No wonder the last time you encountered an assassination, you didn't use martial arts. You don't have to be sad, the woman won't be martial. It's also good. You are now a queen, someone will protect you, no matter what." What happens, I will protect you well."
Ink's face moved: "Seven emperors, you are so good."
"Do these emperors know?" asked the June.
Mo Yan shook his head: "I didn't tell him, I don't think he is interested in knowing it."
"Is the emperor recently embarrassed you? I went to the palace to find you a few days ago, but the emperor was sick at the time, you went to see the emperor, did not see you, I do not know since the last time the emperor failed to assassinate you, recently you can Fortunately?" Junyue marks her face, and she is full of worry.
Ink optimistic smile: "The Seven Emperors do not have to worry, since I returned to the palace, I have not encountered assassination again, I think, as I expected, the emperor still cares about the power of Mohist, dare not act rashly.
Although the emperor sometimes has a small martyrdom to me, but it is also a small thing of some sesame mung beans, all idle and boring and playing.

"Listen to what you said, I am relieved. With the king as a tiger, you should be extra careful in the palace."
"Thank you for the care of the seven emperors, I will be careful." Mo Yan smiled at him brilliantly.
Junyue marks are somewhat lost: "Hey, when there are no other people, can you call me the moon marks as before? Listening to you calling me the seven emperors is really awkward."
"This - not suitable!" Although everyone is about the same age, after all, he is an elder!