Chapter 358

After the arrival of people from all families, the talents of the imperial court came slowly. It was Galanti walking in front of him. Galanti Jin Zhao was only 28 years old this year. He was handsome and had an extraordinary appearance. Compared with the dignified faces of emperors in previous dynasties, Jin Zhao was smiling and friendly.

With the arrival of Jin Zhao, the ladies of all aristocratic families hurried to tidy up their makeup. After glandi has not established the emperor so far, this rare opportunity can get in close contact with glandi, so they are all eager to get familiar with Jin Zhao, and they may become prosperous.

The heads of various families stood up and saluted Jin Zhao. Jin Zhao waved his hand and said, "today's protagonist is not me. Just feel free!"

After Jin Zhao took his seat, the others sat down. Everyone craned their necks to see behind Jin Zhao. Among a group of important officials and concubines in the palace, they did not find the legendary figure of the war king, so they couldn't help but draw a loss in their eyes.

Jin Zhao sees through but doesn't tell. When he thinks of Zhan Wang, he has a headache. That man really goes his own way as always.

For such a big game, as the new war king, Yu Qing and Li will come to take charge, even if they just show their face. However, the man who let him say that he broke his mouth only has one sentence: "I'm not here to watch any game!"

At the thought of this, Jin Zhao's eyebrows became more gloomy. He glanced at the bright god cult and didn't find the figure of the son. He raised his eyebrows slightly. Jin Zhao waved to Duke Qin and asked, "hasn't your Highness the son come yet?"

"If you return to your majesty, your Highness the son has some delay and will come back later. Ask your majesty to start Dabi first and leave him alone." Duke Qin replied.

Jin Zhao frowned, "then wait."

Since Grundy said to wait, the others naturally had no objection.

Fortunately, his Highness the son didn't delay too long, so he came.

A sacred white pillar of light fell from the sky and landed on the competition field. From the white light, a gorgeous figure slowly came out. White clothes are better than snow. He is like the snow on the top of the mountain, cold and alienated.

As always, his Highness the son wore a white jade mask on his face, and no one could see his true face. As soon as he appeared, there were bursts of fanatical shouts in the whole battle field. They looked at his Highness the son with extreme fanaticism and piety.

Ling Qingchen frowned slightly. When he looked around, everyone immediately quieted down. He hadn't seen his Highness the son for a long time. At first sight, he was so excited that he forgot that his Highness the son didn't like them to see him noisy.

One by one, they lowered their heads in shame.

Ling Qingchen takes back his eyes. After seeing Jin Zhaoxu, he moves under his feet and goes to the position of Guangming Shinto.

When Ling Qingchen appeared, Gu Yun fixed her eyes on him. This time, she didn't appear the throbbing on her blood like the last time, but she also keenly found that he didn't seem to be human.

Isn't it the protoss?

Gu Yun's hand could not help clenching and thinking about the protoss, she could hardly suppress the hatred in her heart. Although she was born in the protoss, the protoss brought her no sense of belonging, only hatred.

"Sister, what's the matter with you?" Gusu Ji found her strange and couldn't help worrying.

With Jing Chenyuan nearby, he dared not call Gu Yun's name, so he treated him as gusuya.

This is the first time Xiaoqing really felt the hidden hatred in Guyun's heart, with great destruction. He was worried, "master, master?"