Dragon blood bodyguard of the beauty president

Chapter 1027

Ji Wanyu raised her eyebrows. She didn't have any friendship with Ji Haotian, so she didn't know how he came to her.

Ji Haotian is the son of her third uncle, and the two families are now rivals.

She heard from Long Fei that they had conflicts with Ji Haotian during the battle of Huashan.

This guy is definitely not here to give gifts.

Ji Wanyu asked Long Fei, "Do you want to avoid it?"

Long Fei said calmly, "Why are you afraid of him, why are you avoiding him?"

"makes sense."

Ji Wanyu smiled, took everyone to the front yard, and greeted Ji Haotian outside.

She didn't want to let Ji Haotian in at all, she waited for this guy to come in with her hands behind her back, watching him approaching with cold eyes.

Behind Ji Haotian is a group of sons and gentlemen, all dressed in brocade clothes and long robes, with a high-spirited and noble appearance.

"Good sister, why are you receiving the emperor here?"

Ji Haotian and Ji Wanyu smiled and made friends, and when they saw Long Fei and Chu Feng, they were full of resentment.

Ji Wanyu asked with an unhappy face, "What are you doing here? Do I know you very well?"

Ji Haotian laughed loudly, "Look at what the imperial sister said, I can't think of two Ji surnames! We are all of the blood of Emperor Wu, how do we know each other well?"

"Don't talk nonsense, talk about something, I don't have time to chat with you."

Ji Wanyu glared at him impatiently.

Ji Haotian said resentfully, "Okay, then I'll just say it straight. Tonight I will hold a treasure appraisal meeting in the mansion, and invite talents from all walks of life to participate. If the imperial sister is interested, you can also come to open your eyes .Maybe if you are lucky, you can get some treasures."

"Hongmen Banquet?"

Ji Wanyu pondered in her heart, wondering what the hell Ji Haotian was going to do.

Just as she was about to refuse, Long Fei immediately sent a message with his mental strength, asking her to agree to Ji Haotian.

Ji Wanyu took a deep breath, swallowed what she wanted to say, and said to Ji Haotian, "Okay, I'll go there tonight."

Ji Haotian said happily, "Come on, this is my good imperial sister!"

He glanced at Long Fei and Chu Feng, and said with a smile, "When the time comes, bring your friends with you, and let them open their eyes. It's rare for people from small places to see such a grand event."

Ji Wanyu was sure at once that this guy was after Long Fei and Chu Feng.

She gave the butler a drink, "See off the guests!"

"Prince, please!"

The housekeeper immediately reached out to greet Ji Haotian.

Ji Haotian looked at the group of people in front of him, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, he turned around and led them away.

After he left, Ji Wanyu asked Long Fei, "Why did you agree to him? This is obviously a grand banquet for us!"

Long Fei smiled lightly, "For the weak, it's a grand banquet, but for the strong, it's a pig-killing feast. It's just a group of self-righteous young masters, so there's no need to be so nervous."

Ji Wanyu reminded, "Don't underestimate them. Uncle Sanhuang is now very powerful, and I don't know how many masters have clinged to his sect. Ji Haotian is so confident, he must be sure of victory."

"I said, don't worry."

Long Fei patted her on the shoulder with a confident look.

Originally, he was planning to go to Chang'an Academy, but now it was too late, so he had to wait for the opportunity to go.

In Ji Haotian's residence, a group of young geniuses gathered together.

Young heroes from all walks of life continued to send posts, and they arrived at the mansion in luxurious carriages.

Talented scholars are romantic, beautiful women are like clouds.

Ji Haotian's dinner party was set in the garden, with tables and chairs on all sides, and dancers dancing in the middle to add to the fun.

Someone beside Ji Haotian smiled and said, "Your Majesty, who dares to offend you and drag us to help you?"

"Yeah, don't you think highly of him like this? When did the ten kings of Chang'an Academy show such face to others?"

Someone asked Le, "Why don't we take a gamble and guess if those rats dare to come over?"

"Just bet, a thousand high-grade spirit stones. I dare them not to come here. A bunch of country bumpkins, how could they have the guts?"

"These people dare to offend His Majesty the prince, they must die."

"I'll do it later. It's just a few country bumpkins. I can knock them down with one finger."

A group of young people flattered one after another, with arrogant expressions on their faces.

They are all elite disciples of Chang'an Academy, and their cultivation bases are all in the late stage of alchemy, and they are already considered high-end talents among ordinary people.

The prince Ji Haotian drank the wine, pursed his lips and chuckled, but did not speak.

He was waiting for someone. Although the people present were very talented, they were all from famous families, and they were born with a sense of superiority.

Because of the accumulation of resources, it has been cultivated to the current state.

In terms of decisive killing, they are still a little tender.

After a while, a carriage pulled by a dragon-scaled BMW stopped in front of the gate of the mansion.

The butler didn't dare to stop him, so he immediately came over to inform Ji Haotian.

As Ji Haotian's prince, he went to greet him in person.

Others talked a lot, and they didn't know who came, which made Ji Haotian so fancy.

After a while, a young man with a handsome face but somewhat gloomy, was greeted by Ji Haotian, and sat on the main seat with Ji Haotian.

He introduced to everyone, "Brothers, let me introduce you. This young master is my senior brother, Mu Qing, the closed disciple of Zhenyunzi, the Seventh Elder of Shu Mountain. He has been retreating in Shu Mountain before, and he just broke through recently. In this martial arts competition to recruit relatives, my senior brother overwhelmed everyone and became the most promising genius. Tonight's big event must be him."

Someone said in disbelief, "Dare to ask what your cultivation level is?"

The cultivation base of the same generation cannot be seen through.

Either it is going up, and the people below cannot see through the cultivation of the people above.

None of the people present were talented and gorgeous, and as high-achieving students of Chang'an Academy, they didn't look down on Shushan.

Mu Qing took a sip from the wine glass, and snorted coldly, "You are not qualified to know what my cultivation level is."

The young man stood up and said angrily, "Presumptuous, you don't even ask, who is Wang Kui, I? Is it a place for you to run wild at the feet of the majestic emperor? My father is the king of the nine gates of the inner city." Kun, you, a countryman like you, dare to be so rude to this young master?"

There are nine gates in the inner city and 81 gates in the outer city.

Chang'an City is huge, with nine gates in just one city wall.

The nine gates of the inner city are in charge. As the highest officer of the inner city defense, one can imagine his status.

"Trash, it's just relying on the family's Yu Yinhu to pretend to be a tiger, what ability do you have to shout here?"

Mu Qing raised her eyes to look at him, and threw the wine glass out with a wave.

Wang Kui snorted coldly, "Small tricks."

He waved his hand and dragged it under the wine glass, his palms were stamped, layer upon layer, forming a foggy handprint and held it under the wine glass.

The technique of palm seal belongs to the Maoshan method.

Chang'an Academy accommodates hundreds of schools, and naturally there are masters who are proficient in Maoshan technique.

A group of young people looked at Mu Qing sarcastically, thinking that this country bumpkin is so foolish to be closed up on the mountain, dare to underestimate them and have no one in the capital?

Unexpectedly, Wang Kui's palm seal method only lasted for three breaths.

With a thud, he was crushed by the weight of the wine glass and fell to his knees on the ground, making two knee marks on the bluestone bricks.

His hands were pressed to the ground by the wine glass, and his whole body prostrated, as if he had bowed to Mu Qing and kneeled on the ground.

　Chapter 2 is here, I feel dizzy and dizzy, I really can't do it, see you tomorrow!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)