Zhang Yi's body is extremely slender, with black hair tied up casually, wearing a long robe, full of a chic and unruly temperament.

Sitting there, a celebrity elegance flows out, making people look at it.

It has been a long time since he came to the capital of the Daji Tianchao.

He also met twice as a great master.

But when we met twice, we parted in a bad mood.

This time, it is the third time that Daji Sheng invited him to meet him!

"It seems that General Lian Po has made a lot of progress!"

He said with a soft laugh.

What he does must be backed by strong military and powerful strength!

This is the world of warriors, and the strong are respected!

This is the world of monks, the weak have no power!

Even if they can tell the truth about the lotus and tell the sky, they will not be able to support them without strong strength, and it will be a dream and will not be able to accomplish anything.

"Sir, I heard that General Lian Po had captured 'Tianyong City', and another god king fell in the Great Heavenly Dynasty."

The young child said respectfully.

"Tianyong City?"

Zhang Yi smiled.

The most important city in the West is Tianyong City!

That is the western barrier of the Great Heavenly Chronicle capital!

If Tianyong City is destroyed, there will be no natural danger and it will be able to stop Lian Po's army.

No wonder, the great master immediately invited him to the banquet.

...

The bright moon, shaped like a jade plate, hangs above the sky, giving people a feeling of incomparable peace.

The faint moonlight shines on the earth and illuminates all dark corners.

The moonlit night is hazy.

There were traffic in the capital of the Great Heavenly Dynasty and outside the Imperial Palace, all kinds of powerful and strange monsters were roaring, and extremely luxurious carriages hovering in the void.

The dazzling lights bloomed outside the imperial palace, and the divine light was shining, as if an immortal was coming, reflecting the world.

"Junior brother, the emperor appointed you as the third place in the 'Fenghua List'. The saint's favor is full of kindness. This time, the envoy of the Daxia is here with the genius. You must do your best!"

Above one of the luxurious carriages, a middle-aged man stood cross-legged and said with a handsome young man with a cold face.

The handsome young man has a pair of sword eyebrows, like a sharp sword, exuding a terrible sharpness, making people afraid to look at each other!

"Don't worry, senior brother."

The young man in Leng Su spoke indifferently.

His voice was extremely cold, without a trace of temperature, and even faintly there was a trace of sword energy burst out, and the sharp aura swept through the sky!

The middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction.

He never doubted the talent of this junior brother.

This junior brother was born for the sword!

...

"Qingxue, it is rumored that the envoy of Daxia Zhang Yi is young, but he is extremely handsome, has an unpredictable strength, and has an extraordinary temperament."

"But with your peerless talent at the second place in the Fenghua List and the extraordinary appearance of the "No. 1 Goddess in the World", I believe this person will soon fall under your pomegranate skirt."

On another luxurious carriage, two girls sat opposite each other.

The talking girl was wearing a green silk dress and smiled gracefully, showing all kinds of charm, giving people infinite charm and a sense of charm.

On the opposite side, another girl was wearing a robe, like a fairy from the Nine Heavens descending to earth. The holy light shone and sat quietly, giving people a dazzling feeling, ashamed of herself and did not dare to look at her at all.

Her temperament is so outstanding. Compared with the girl next to her, even though her appearance is only a little different, she is like a firefly to the bright moon in comparison!

"Lingxi, like today's morning, the wind and rain are swaying, and the Eastern Xia is rising like the sun. In my opinion, there may be a big event at this banquet."

Murong Qingxue said calmly, like a curve of clear water, giving people a warm feeling.

"A big thing happened?"

Zheng Lingxi looked at Murong Qingxue in surprise.

"Tianyong City has been broken. How long can the Tian Dynasty compete with Daxia?"

Murong Qingxue said.

"In the Celestial Dynasty, there are also the North, the South, the East, and Marshal Murong, so how can we not compete?"

Zheng Lingxi frowned.

"Today, I often see my father sighing to the moon. I'm afraid my father is not sure to be able to fight against the Great Xia Dynasty."

Murong Qingxue sighed.

Her father is the Grand Marshal of the Great Heavenly Dynasty, Murong Zheng, me!

"What?"

Zheng Lingxi's pretty face suddenly changed.

If Marshal Murong is not sure, what else can the Great Heavenly Dynasty fight against Daxia?

Just thinking about it, she couldn't help feeling cold in her heart.

Murong Qingxue didn't say anything, and a trace of sorrow appeared in her eyes. She looked at the imperial palace where the gods shone brightly in the sky!

...

"Envoy of Daxia, Zhang Yi is here!"

The Great Heavenly Dynasty banquet was held in the imperial palace ‘Fenghuayuan’.

At this time, all the civil and military officials of the Great Heavenly Dynasty had basically arrived.

The three dukes and nine ministers, military generals, clan leaders of the aristocratic family, and sect leaders.

Almost all the most powerful existences in the Great Heavenly Dynasty gathered in the "Fenghuayuan"!

With the long shout from the Ministry of Rites officials.

Suddenly the entire "Fenghuayuan" became quiet.

One by one, with various emotions, he looked at Zhang Yi, who was walking slowly, wearing a black robe and extraordinary temperament.

Behind Zhang Yi, three young men followed closely, their eyes showing divine light, calm and quiet.

"Zhang Yi, I have seen you all!"

Zhang Yi chuckled softly and clasped his fists at everyone.

No one responded.

Everyone looked at him coldly.

Now the army of Daxia is still conquering cities and territory in the Daji Tianchao. Especially recently, the destruction of Tianyong City has made many Daji officials full of hatred for Daxia.

This is national hatred!

"You all look at Zhang Yi like this, is it because of something unusual on Zhang Yi's face?"

Zhang Yi smiled and didn't care about everyone's attitude.

Still no one answered.

"This lady is so beautiful that there must be a dance party during the dinner. Can you dance with Zhang Yi?"

Zhang Yi chuckled and glanced at everyone. After seeing Murong Xueqing who was like a fairy in the sky, she opened her invitation and was extremely calm and did not realize at all. This place was in the imperial palace of the enemy country.

As Zhang Yi finished speaking, the younger generation of the Daji Dynasty, who followed the elders, all changed their expressions slightly and looked at Zhang Yi angrily.

This envoy of Daxia actually wanted to let them dance with him the bright pearl of the great heavenly dynasty and the world's number one goddess?

It's so damn!

It's tolerant, but who can't bear it!

Immediately, a young man walked out with a cold face, stared at Zhang Yi tightly, shouted loudly, "Just because of you, I deserve to dance with the goddess of my dynasty?"

"That's right, Miss Murong is my Mingzhu. What are you? How dare you ask Miss Murong to dance together?"

"How dare you deceive my great goddess?"

...

A young man walked out with anger on his face and looked at Zhang Yi coldly.
To be continued...