Emperor Jing glared at him: "You have ever beaten the dick?"

"How is that possible!" The second brother could destroy him without saying a finger! The prince shook his head desperately.

Emperor Jing snorted heavily: "I can't beat it, so I'll be spared if I complain."

Emperor Jing really had no choice but to use Nangong Liuyun. Others can also use filial piety to force his son, but Emperor Jing was in the wrong place from the beginning. If he dared to use filial piety to force Nangong Liuyun, he was afraid that the other party would not even be able to do anything, which would be a humiliation for him.

The prince suddenly felt like crying without tears.

"In the future, don't mess with the second child, otherwise I won't even protect you!" Emperor Jing warned loudly, and his eyes turned from the prince to the queen.

At this time, the queen's eyes were half-closed, with lifelessness in her eyes, depressed and desperate. Seeing that the son of her former rival's love grew to this point, what else could the queen have besides despair? She didn't even dare to think about this idea now.

Emperor Jing looked at their backs as they were gradually moving away and sighed heavily. He was really powerless to do anything about Su Luo... He didn't know how Aunt Su would explain.

Emperor Jing sighed, and in the evening, Old Ancestor Su entered the palace again.

"Old Master Su, I'm really sorry." Emperor Jing's expression was a little depressed and sighed, "The second brother is determined to protect that girl, you'd better give up."

Originally, Emperor Jing could be very tough because his son is very strong now, but he also knew that Nangong Liuyun didn't like him and wished that his father would not exist.

Mr. Su's eyes were half-squinted: "His Prince of Jin... is the tenth level?"

Emperor Jing nodded with lingering fear: "It's true that it's tenth level, it's like a fake one."

A trace of crazy jealousy flashed in Mr. Su's eyes! I thought that he had worked hard for so many years to advance. He originally thought that he would make a big splash after leaving the seclusion, but Nangong Liuyun's existence severely shattered his self-esteem.

Because when he was in seclusion, Nangong Liuyun was not seven or eight years old, but in the blink of an eye, although he was promoted to the eighth level, Nangong Liuyun!

It’s really awesome for people. Old Master Su suppressed his jealousy and drank tea lightly: “Su Luo is also eighth level?”

"No, the rumors are really mixed with too much water." Emperor Jing smiled coldly, "I don't know what's going on. Although he is at the fifth level, he has to be rumored to be at the eighth level!"

"Fifth level?" Old Ancestor Su's eyes were pitch black and unfathomable.

"It is indeed only the fifth level. If you don't believe it, Mr. Su can verify it." Emperor Jing smiled faintly. But with Nangong Liuyun here, whether Mr. Su can see Su Luo is unknown.

"In half a month, the ranking battle of the Dragon Tour List will begin. Your Majesty is sure that those people will come?" Mr. Su left half of his words.

Emperor Jing naturally understood the meaning of his words.

In the ranking battle of the Dragon List, there is a presidential referee and four vice referees. The candidates for the presidential referee have never been fixed. This year, this year, it is Master Rong Yun’s turn to be the referee.

But it was only half a month before the start of the competition, but Master Rong Yun did not bring a single word. Thinking of Master Rong Yun, Emperor Jing's eyes suddenly lit up!
Chapter completed!