Peerless Emperor Summoning System

"No, I'm not interested!"

Although Shi Wudao was boasted to be supernatural, Ye Motian was really not interested in men.

If he was invited by the princess, he might condescend to join in the fun.

"Ding! A new task is triggered—a slap in the face of Shi Wudao!

Mission introduction: Host, Shi Wudao will become your strongest competitor.

Now that you have this chance, why not hit him hard in the face?

Let him know that you, not him, are the real evildoer in the territory of ten thousand nations!

Task reward: First, 10,000 experience points!

Second, the fierce general summons a red envelope! "

Um?

System, you bastard, are you seducing me?

Do you think I'm the kind of person who can't walk when he sees experience points and red envelopes?

No!

no!

It's not just that I can't walk, I can call you Dad!

Li Yuanfang never joined the team, and Ye Motian always felt that something was wrong.

But the monthly summoning opportunity still has to wait for a long time.

In desperation, I can only hope that a fierce red envelope can be opened.

Finally got it today.

Can he not go?

"Wait!"

Ye Motian looked at the dejected Wang Zijun and said with a smile: "Dear old friend.

How could I be willing to let you down.

Since His Royal Highness is hosting a banquet, I must save face.

I don't know when the banquet will start?

What preparations do I need to make? "

Hearing Ye Motian's words, Wang Zijun was thrown back into the water like a dying fish.

Immediately came to life.

"Really? Really, brother, are you really willing to go?"

Wang Zijun grabbed Ye Motian's hand excitedly, his eyes glowed with fiery light.

Seeing Ye Motian felt a chill.

"If you are willing to go, prepare now, and I will pick you up in an hour."

"no problem!"

Ye Motian nodded and smiled.

Wang Zijun left in a hurry, probably to report the good news.

Ye Motian sat there with his legs crossed, thinking about the fierce general he was about to summon next.

What could it be?

I'm really looking forward to it!

It's best to come with a special ability!

After all, there is a strong person like Xiang Yu by his side, plus Li Yuanfang who has not yet joined the team.

Fighting power is enough.

Now some fierce generals with special abilities are needed to perform special tasks.

In the beautiful fantasy, time flies so fast!

Not long after, Wang Zijun came to pick him up.

Called a rather gorgeous Golden Lion car.

Along the way, don't mention Dorafeng.

Half an hour later, everyone arrived at the gate of the palace.

The palace city of the lion camel country has a dome style, which looks out of place with the buildings of the Chiyang country.

But the level of luxury is several levels higher than that.

The guards stood there straight, like sculptures one by one.

After they entered the palace, they went straight to the East Palace.

The East Palace occupies a large area in the entire imperial palace.

After all, he is the future prince.

And at present, the lion camel emperor is practicing in seclusion, and the prince Shi Wudao presides over state affairs.

At today's banquet, many officials and wealthy families could be seen coming in and out.

Ye Motian walked among the crowd.

The handsome appearance and the well-proportioned figure are compared with those officials who are either fat, or old, or fierce, or slick.

It simply stands out from the crowd.

It attracted a group of noble ladies and women to wink at him one after another.

Wang Zijun couldn't help saying with emotion: "The charm of Emperor Chiyang is really admirable.

Fortunately, you are not from our lion and camel country.

Otherwise, all the women in the lion and camel country will be seduced by you. "

"I like you flattery!"

Ye Motian smiled, who wouldn't like to hear nice words.

"Hehe, when did the commander of our Golden Lion Army learn how to flatter you?

It really opened my eyes! "

Suddenly, a sneer came.

A person walked over from a distance, with a high-spirited look, pulling like two-five-eight thousand.

Ye Motian didn't like it very much.

"Who is this stupid fat man like a hat?"

Ye Motian asked the prince about the king.

He was right, the guy who walked over was fat and short, and he liked to pretend to be noble.

The result is completely different.

It is really the best to describe it as a fat circle.

"You bastard, I belong to the prince, how dare you disrespect me!"

When Tu Feiyuan heard Ye Motian's words, his obese body almost rolled over like a ball.

The sound seemed to come from within the body.

The mouth is almost invisible.

"Oh my god, I didn't expect that the prince likes men.

And it tastes really strong. "

Ye Motian was surprised.

"hateful!"

Tu Feiyuan was flushed with anger, but he didn't know how to refute Ye Motian.

This Ye Motian's mouth is too vicious.

"Hmph, what's the use of having a clever mouth? His Royal Highness is looking at the ability, not anyone can say it."

A cold snort came, obviously it was from Tu Feiyuan's group.

"Are you capable? I am the third level of the pre-examination, how about you?"

Ye Motian said with contempt.

The man immediately fell silent.

His face was flushed with suffocation, as if Ye Motian choked on his words.

"You wait for me!"

Do Feiyuan took the idiot and left.

Only then did Wang Zijun smile wryly and said: "That Tu Feiyuan is a celebrity under the crown prince.

He is in charge of the wealth of the East Palace.

He is the chief butler of the crown prince, named Bai Chong!

The one next to him is his eldest son, Bai Longyu!

You have seen his other son, Bai Fengsheng. "

"Oh, let me go, this is the narrow road of Yuanjia, no wonder these two idiots seem to have known each other."

Ye Motian really didn't expect Bai Fengsheng to be the son of Tu Feiyuan, the difference in appearance is too big.

It can't be the green on the top of the head.

Ye Motian thought viciously in his heart.

"Brother, don't worry about it, Prince Shi Wudao invited you tonight.

You just have to attend the banquet, don't care what others say. "

Wang Zijun said.

"If you're afraid, you're afraid. There's no such thing as a good banquet."

Ye Motian didn't believe that the prince Shi Wudao would have any good intentions.

"No matter what, let's go to the main hall first."

Wang Zijun continued on with Ye Motian and his party.

The entire East Palace belongs to a building complex.

At the front is the terrace for entertaining guests.

This terrace is not only high, but also very luxuriously built.

There are many gems inlaid on it.

In the evening, the setting sun shone down, dazzling and beautiful.

There is a roof over the terrace.

Under the canopy is the place to hold banquets, and tables and chairs have already been set up.

Ye Motian glanced lightly.

Based on his superb antique technology, it can be judged that these tables and chairs are made of high-quality mahogany.

A refreshing agarwood is placed on the table.

This level of extravagance is much stronger than Chiyang Country.

It made Ye Motian want to take down the lion and camel country immediately, and try the taste of the emperor of these third-rank countries.

On the terrace, hundreds of people have gathered.

The crowd chatted in groups of three and five.

It didn't feel crowded at all.