After hearing Yan Shaotang''s words, Yan Wushuang and Ji Ling''s faces were not very good-looking.


    Especially Ji Ling, she would never want Yan Wushuang to be the concubine of the apprentice.


    But the four words of King Daqian''s Dynasty weighed on their hearts like ancient mountains, which made their hearts heavy.


    The Daqian Dynasty ranks 12th among the hundred dynasties. There are more than ten pseudo saints in the dynasty. It can be said that the country is at its peak and incomparably strong.


    The Yanyun Dynasty was not even a mole ant in front of the Dagan Dynasty.


    Even the fengni Dynasty, which ranked 16th, did not want to openly confront the Dachan Dynasty.


    "Cousin, think about it. It''s the Daqian Dynasty." Yan Shaotang was still admonishing.


    Before, he also thought about Yan Wushuang, but later he completely cut it off, because he knew that Yan Wushuang didn''t see him at all.


    Now, the Yanyun Dynasty is in danger. Only Yan unparalleled dedication can save the whole dynasty.


    Yan Shaotang jumped out and wanted to fix it.


    "Are you still Shuanger''s cousin? Why don''t you think of her at all? Don''t you know who the big dry Prince is?" Ji Ling''s face flushed with anger.


    The eight princes of Daqian are romantic and flirtatious.


    There are more than a hundred concubines in my room.


    Would Yan Wushuang be happy to marry such a wicked prince as his concubine?


    Yan Shaotang''s face was flat and said to Yan Wushuang, "are you still thinking about ye guchen?"


    Yan Wushuang lowered his head and remained silent.


    Yan Shaotang shook his head and said, "peerless cousin, look open. Ye guchen is dead. It''s the past. People can''t come back from death."


    Yan Wushuang''s jade hand is clenched, and the exquisite jade face shows a trace of pain.


    Yan shaotanghun didn''t care, and continued: "ten thousand steps back, even if ye guchen is still alive, how can he save the Yanyun Dynasty and help us deal with the fengni Dynasty, no!"


    "Therefore, people should be more open-minded. I think the eighth Prince of Daqian is quite sincere."


    "Enough, shut up!" Ji Lingjiao scolded one side.


    She can''t even listen.


    "Hey, anyway, at least go and have a look. Grandpa Huang is also receiving them." Yan Shaotang shook his head and said.


    "Grandpa Huang..." Yan Wu showed a struggle on both sides.


    The emperor grandfather in their mouth is the supreme emperor of Yanyun Dynasty, the strongest and top venerable of Yanyun Dynasty.


    "OK, I''ll go." Yan Wushuang said coldly.


    "Shuang er..." Ji Ling''s lips were white.


    "Ha ha... That''s right." Yan Shaotang breathed a sigh of relief.


    If Yan Wushuang agrees, all difficulties will be solved.


    Now, in a magnificent reception hall.


    A young man in a lavender robe was sitting leisurely in the master''s chair, with several attendants standing beside him.


    If ye guchen were here, there would be some accidents.


    Because this man in Lavender Chinese robe is no one else. It is Yang haolie, the eighth Prince of the Dagan Dynasty, whom he met on the ancient wasteland when he was on his first mission at Shenya college.


    At that time, Yang haolie, Xu Zhiqing and others were besieged by death worms, and ye guchen took the initiative to rescue them.


    Later, Yang haolie had an evil heart. Ye guchen directly took out the sword order, which almost frightened Yang haolie.


    But at the moment, Yang haolie''s attitude is frivolous, and the corners of his mouth provoke an arrogant radian, as if he were superior.


    There was also a group of people standing aside. The leader was an old man with yellow hair, who was the supreme emperor of Yanyun Dynasty and the grandfather of Yan Wushuang, Yan He.


    Behind him, Yan Changge, Yan''s unparalleled father and the former leader of the sword clan Tallinn, is also impressively listed.


    Yan Beilin, Yan Shaotang''s father and the king of Yanyun Dynasty, was also there.


    In addition, Yan Feiling, who had been to Jianzong Tallinn, was also in the crowd.


    It can be said that most of the prominent figures of the Yanyun Dynasty gathered here.


    "Hasn''t the matchless Princess come yet?" Yang haolie said slightly impatiently.


    "The eighth Prince has been waiting for a long time, but he should come soon." Yanhe said genially.


    He is a great emperor, but now he wants to bow down and be a man.


    Nothing else, just because Yang haolie''s identity is the prince of the Daqian Dynasty.


    He called a few servants at random. They were all top dignitaries, enough to compete with Yanhe.


    Not to mention that there were more than ten pseudo saints in the Daqian Dynasty.


    Such identities can''t be provoked by a mere Yanyun Dynasty.


    What''s more, the crisis of fengnie Dynasty is approaching. Only with the help of Daqian Dynasty can Yanyun Dynasty overcome this difficulty.


    But for a long time, three figures outside the reception hall came in.


    It is Yan Wushuang, Ji Ling and Yan Shaotang.


    When he saw Yan Wushuang coming, Yang haolie''s eyes lit up.


    Yan Wushuang has a delicate face and a very upturned figure.


    In particular, a pair of snow-white long legs with beautiful lines attract people''s attention.


    "Tut tut...... if you let these long legs wrap around your waist, what kind of enjoyment should it be?" Yang haolie thought to himself, and his eyes could not help showing the color of obscenity.


    He likes women. He wanted to accept Xu Zhiqing in the ancient wasteland before. As a result, Xu Zhiqing went all the way with ye guchen.


    Later, Yang haolie accidentally saw Yan Wushuang participating in a secret territory experience and was immediately attracted.


    After learning that the fengni Dynasty was about to attack the Yanyun Dynasty, Yang haolie came directly to the Yanyun Dynasty and wanted to take Yan Wushuang as his concubine.


    Yan Wushuang frowned when she saw the lustful color in Yang haolie''s eyes.


    She held back her disgust and said with a slight bow, "unparalleled has seen the eighth prince."


    "Ha ha, unparalleled princess. She will be a family in the future. Why see the outside world like this." Yang haolie laughed.


    Yan Wushuang frowned and said, "Wushuang doesn''t know what the eighth prince said."


    "Oh, you mean you don''t want to be the concubine of the prince?" Yang haolie smiled and said coldly.


    The entourage on one side shouted: "bold, just a princess of a small country. It''s your honor to be liked by your highness. You dare to refuse!"


    The scolding of the entourage made Yanhe and others look bad.


    Yan Wushuang is also a princess of a country. He was scolded by one of Yang haolie''s followers. What''s it like.


    Yan Changge took a deep breath and endured his anger.


    Now his cultivation has reached the state of six heaven.


    But even so, it is still nothing in front of the Dagan Dynasty.


    Yang haolie crossed his legs and said faintly, "the prince also knows the situation of your Yanyun Dynasty and specially came to help you. As long as the matchless princess is willing to marry the prince, the prince will settle the affairs of fengni Dynasty for you!"


    Yang haolie waved his hand and looked quite domineering.


    Yan Beilin, Yan Shaotang, and Yan Feiling all have bright eyes.


    They absolutely don''t want the Yanyun Dynasty to destroy the country. In that case, they have no good fruit to eat.


    The price paid for the help of the Daqian Dynasty is to let Yan Wushuang marry and become a concubine.


    In their opinion, this kind of business is very cost-effective.


    Even the Emperor Yan He, his old face also showed hesitation.


    In love and reason, he certainly doesn''t want to wrong his granddaughter.


    But compared with the whole Yanyun Dynasty, Yan''s unparalleled happiness is insignificant.