A woman disguises herself as a man: His Royal Highness is unrivaled

The amber realm is a level of cultivation that a Yuyin Master can only achieve after decades of practice, and his strength is comparable to that of a Jasper Magician. This Amber Royal Music Master is definitely a big deal, and she doesn't believe that Meiyan Ge won't be moved!

An Amber-level sound master just wants to get rid of her?

Wu Qing curled his lips and said, "Beautiful Yange, why don't I give you a rosewood music master, and you give me the artifact?" There is more than one red sandalwood music master in Mo Yan Pavilion!

"Hmph! What a shame!" Ni Yi snorted coldly, what a joke! It is already remarkable that the Yuyin Master can cultivate to the Silver Frost Realm, and he is already the master of their Shenyin Sect. And Zitan is the highest level of sound master in the human world. In the entire human world, except for their sect master and a few senior people in Moyan Pavilion, there is no one else!

Even if there were, a guy like Wu Qing, who had no appearance and behaved inappropriately, would not be a person with any background. How could he know such an expert?

"Your Highness, being with such a person is simply losing your identity. As long as His Highness says a word, the Shenyin Sect will immediately get rid of this trouble for you!" It is said that what Prince Meiying hates most is people who talk nonsense. As long as Wu Qing makes Wu Qing angry Without Mei Yange and a backer, she could kill Wu Qing to vent her anger!

Ni Yi targeted Wu Qing again and again. No matter how much Mei Yange didn't take Ni Yi seriously, she couldn't help but darken her eyes, and her tone was slightly gloomy: "Since the Shenyin Sect can't afford the corresponding price, then... There’s no need to talk any more.”

Unexpectedly, Mei Yange did not get angry, but refused to accept their terms of exchange. Ni Yi was shocked and shouted quickly: "Your Highness! Wait, we can discuss it again! Your Highness!"

However, Mei Yange ignored the anxious Ni Yi and walked straight forward with Wu Qing in her arms.

Ni Yi, who was left behind, was so angry that she bit her silver teeth into pieces, damn Mei Wuqing! It's her again! If the negotiation fails, she will definitely be ridiculed when she goes back!

Just as Mei Yange said, the Shenyin Sect did not dare to do anything to the Meiying Dynasty, so the people in Fengshan obediently allowed Wu Qing and the others to pass. After a few steps, the group arrived at the center.

Unsurprisingly, no one from the Fuying Dynasty sold the Shenyin Sect's account, and some people from powerful forces that Wu Qing was familiar with were also present. The third elder looked at these hundreds of people with a sullen face, but he couldn't say anything. .

When Mei Yange came with Wu Qing, many people glanced at her.

The black hair is floating, not bound, and there is a charm of the world in the frivolity. The face is pale but translucent like jade, and not a single pore can be seen.

This person... is a man?

People twitched their mouths. Instead of seeing the artifact, they saw an incredibly beautiful man!

Those who are thick-skinned can be used to play drums, and Wu Qing will naturally not be uncomfortable. He lazily leaned against a nearby tree trunk and yawned gracefully.

The acquaintance standing next to Mei Yange was talking to His Highness the Crown Prince while secretly looking at Wu Qing with the corner of his eye. I wanted to ask Mei Yange who this person was, but I was afraid that I would get some embarrassing answers, so I swallowed the words as soon as they reached my lips.

In this way, Wu Qing became a guy with an amazing appearance and mysterious identity on the field. In other words, he was the center of attention!

What Wu Qing didn't see was that when a person not far away saw her face clearly, uncontrollable excitement surged in his eyes.

For some reason, as soon as Wu Qing entered this circle, she immediately felt a refreshing feeling of relief. Involuntarily, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath, and the magic power in her body became active.

This kind of infiltration does not seem to be caused by the abundance of spiritual energy. For her, the only thing that can make her feel like a fish in water is...

"Pavilion Master?" At this moment, a voice interrupted Wu Qing's thoughts.

Wu Qing turned around subconsciously, and when he saw the person who called out, a shadow slipped through his eyes.

He wasn't wearing court robes, but that face looked damn familiar—a tiger general of the Fuying Dynasty, and also a close guard of the Fuying Emperor!

It's Fu Zhaoli's person!

Only people from Fu Zhaoli have seen her face. Since the establishment of Mo Yan Pavilion, she usually wears a mask in front of outsiders. The four guardians said that it is more bluffing and more handsome. Even if they have just built the pavilion, Still domineering and leaking.

Later, when Moyan Pavilion became stronger, the mask was not taken off, and I got used to it. So the only people who knew her appearance were Fu Zhaoli and the people around him.

"It's really you, Your Excellency! That's great! If the Holy One knows that you are still alive, he will definitely..." Seeing that Wuqing did not deny it, the guard exclaimed with joy, but before he finished speaking, there was something in his ears. A calm question came: "Who are you?"

A simple question had extinguished all hope.

Konoe was startled, but still held a glimmer of hope and added: "Pavilion Master, it is natural for you not to recognize a humble position, but our Holy Lord, you must remember that you and him have been friends of life and death for ten years!"

This time Wu Qing did not interrupt and allowed Konoe to finish speaking. Others also noticed the situation here and looked over.

"Pavilion Master? Is that the Moyan Pavilion Pavilion Master?"

"That devilish genius? No way? Isn't she already dead?"

"I heard that he died at the hands of his enemies. What a pity!"

Fu Zhaoli came to the throne, and the Master of Moyan Pavilion played an indispensable role. Since then, the friendship between the two people has been exposed to the public. This friendship without any purpose has made many people sigh. And the only one who could make Emperor Fuying's guards lose their composure was this pavilion master.

At the age of sixteen, Jasper's high-grade cultivation caused a sensation in the entire human world. He is definitely the youngest Jasper powerhouse in history! Coupled with the unparalleled darkness element, the name of the master of Mo Yan Pavilion is world-famous! As long as she is present in the tea house and restaurant, it will be more effective than any advertisement.

At the same time, she single-handedly founded Moyan Pavilion, built a huge business empire on the White Road, held the economic lifeline of two dynasties, and unified the dark world with strong overall strength on the underworld.

Such an achievement may not be possible even for those who are late in life! Put it on a "young man" who is not yet in his prime years, that is an immortal myth!

However, the fate of such a talented and beautiful man was bumpy. He died suddenly, and even the murderer was never revealed to the world.

While people are feeling sorry, they can't help but feel happy that without this monster standing in front of them, the pressure during cultivation has been reduced drastically!

However, looking at today's situation, it seems that things are different? !

"You have the wrong person." Wu Qing's expression remained unchanged, and even when he mentioned Fu Zhaoli, his eyes did not change.

I just didn't expect that her death would be spread like this. Enemy, what a good enemy! Wuqing Danfeng's eyes were filled with ice, so Fu Zhaoli would rather call herself an enemy than dare to reveal the truth of the matter!

Is it fear? Or guilty? Or...are you afraid to face reality?

People breathed a sigh of relief. How could a dead person still be alive? Emperor Fuying has announced that the world will give her a grand burial, and her body is still being carefully cared for in the Fuying Palace!

Konwei's eyes darkened, his eyes rested on Wu Qing's heterochromatic pupils, and his heart trembled.

He remembered that the eyes of the master of the Moyan Pavilion were black, as black as night, but dazzling. Although the person in front of me has a 100% similar face, his eyes are strangely gold and silver. After all, they cannot be the same person!

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency, I was rude," Konoe quickly apologized and sighed softly as he walked away, "Your Majesty, you are just too pitiful..."

He didn't think about food and tea, he indulged in alcohol and became decadent day and night. He sat in the palace where the body was laid for a whole day without drinking a drop of water. If not for their persuasion, even the morning court would have been wasted.