Chapter 7: Visit, Teikoku adult

Many people have also joined the camp of persuasion.
Ning Xuemo's remarks just now have aroused the cowardice of many people. I feel that now the orphan of Hou Yefu is no different from the general public. Poor people who are oppressed by the privileged class, even worse than them ...
This gave them a heart to contend with their enemies, and unknowingly attributed Ning Xuemo to their camp.
Ji Yunhao's face is not good-looking.
Whether Ning Xuemo is innocent or not this time, his crime of persecuting the lonely woman has been shaped in the hearts of these poor sticks ...
This girl must die! There was a shadow of gloom in his eyes!
On the long street on the left side of the square, there was a sudden riot, and the crowd was surging.
"Imperial! Emperor is here!"
"Ah, ah, it's really Emperor ..."
"Is the emperor passing by?"
"I didn't expect to have this blessing today. I can see Emperor's car ..."
"Don't say it, kneel down, kneel down!"
There was a low discussion in the crowd at first. In the blink of an eye, everyone was kneeling down the long street. Even Ji Yunhao's face changed, and the guards kneeled silently.
The chaotic square just now quieted down. A needle can be heard on the ground.
On the spacious and clean street on the side of the square, pedestrians dressed in different clothes kneeled beside the road. Everyone held their breath and conspired, and the atmosphere did not dare to pant.
At the other end of Long Street, a group of people walked along.
In the front are sixteen pairs of boys and girls wearing lilac robes, and behind them are eighteen pairs of non-monk boys wearing the same color robes. Waving the dust in the hand, there was a faint cold fragrance in the dust, which blew the air of the entire street. The fragrance was very light and very light, but it seemed to be able to enter the soul.
Then there were sixteen young girls, all of them wearing lilac dresses like clouds, carrying long purple gauze on their shoulders. These veils are like a horse, intertwined like flowers, holding up a sky-blue coupe.
The big sedan is obviously different from the ordinary sedan. It is the specification of the eight-lift big sedan. The body of the sedan does not know what material it is made of. The whole body is blue, like the purest sky.
The sunset was like blood, shining on it, leaving no trace of color, as if all sunlight was swallowed up by the blue.
An antenna-shaped thing is erected on the top of the car. This thing is also pure blue, but it faintly emits a faint luster. The top is inlaid with a large ruby, clear and bright, and the crystal light is flashing. It is very attractive as a small sun. .
All maiden faces were covered with veil, such as tobacco cage peony.
Luxurious, mysterious, high-cold--
All adjectives seem to be too much for this team.
The tightness of the curtain of the big car sewed, and the man in the car did not even reveal a robe angle.
But everyone knows that this is the car of Emperor Zun, the most powerful in this continent.
Wherever the emperor passed, everyone bowed his head, and even the emperor was no exception.
Whether it is a boy on the road, a boy with a fragrance, or a young girl who pulls a car, all of them are light-footed. When walking on the street, the socks are white and dusty, as if they are drifting lightly.
The Emperor of the Emperor, referred to as Emperor for short, is the myth of this continent. According to rumors, his mental strength has been cultivated to the top, and he is an immortal immortal. The emperors of all countries in the world regard him as a god, and dare not to profane in the slightest.