"This is a frame-up." This was the first thought that came to Li Muyang's mind after he woke up. "I was tricked by a stone."
Think about it, he didn't provoke anyone. He just hid behind the stone wall and waited for the situation to stabilize or for a fierce fight to launch a sudden attack. He wanted to snatch the Ten-Thousand Spirit Imperial Seal when no one was paying attention to him.
He knew the vigilance and hatred of the Human Race towards him, and also knew that he would become the target of everyone's attack — —
Of course, no matter who made a move at this time, he would become the target of everyone's attack.
However, why did the Ten Thousand Spirit Imperial Seal fall into his hands without any warning?
What enmity, what injustice?
The Ten Thousand Spirit Imperial Seal in his hand did not have any weight, but Li Muyang's heart was heavy.
What should he do now?
"It's that evil dragon — — he snatched the Ten Thousand Spirit Imperial Seal from our hands — —"
"It's him again, why is he involved in everything — —"
"Kill the evil dragon, seize the Imperial Seal, the treasure of the Human Race must not fall into the hands of the evil dragon clan — —"
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Hearing the clamor of the Human Race, Li Muyang tucked the Ten Thousand Spirit Imperial Seal into his bosom in front of everyone.
Just now he was thinking of throwing the Ten Thousand Spirit Imperial Seal out for everyone to fight over, and then snatch it back when they were almost done killing — —
Now, he didn't even bother with the 'etiquette' test.
Since the Ten Thousand Spirit Imperial Seal is in my hands, then it's mine, what does it have to do with you?
After Li Muyang tucked away the jade, he looked at the Human Race experts with a cold and arrogant expression.
The Human Race experts were numerous, and had quietly formed a huge encirclement. They surrounded Li Muyang and the Kaiming beast behind him, making it impossible for them to escape.
"Li Muyang." A loud and clear voice broke the silence.
Li Muyang looked over to where the voice was coming from, only to see a young man in the West Wind Monitoring Division's uniform desperately squeezing through the crowd, constantly saying: "Excuse me, excuse me — —"
"Yan Xiangma." The corners of Li Muyang's mouth curved upwards, he could not help but laugh.
Meeting a close friend in the Divine Palace could be considered a happy event.
"Li Muyang, I knew I would meet you here. As expected, I guessed correctly. I haven't seen you for a while … You've grown a lot taller, and you've become more and more elegant. In time, my title of Jiangnan's most beautiful man will belong to you … "
Seeing Yan Xiangma and the evil dragon Li Muyang talking cheerfully and wittily, many people's expressions changed drastically.
Yan Bolai was furious, he shouted angrily, "Yan Xiangma, what are you doing?"
Stupid, really stupid. Why couldn't a child see the situation in front of him clearly?
Li Muyang was the public enemy of the Human Race, the evil dragon that everyone wanted to kill. Now because he had obtained the legendary Ten Thousand Spirit Imperial Seal, he was surrounded by thousands of strong people of the Human Race. If you run up to greet him at this time, isn't that courting death?
"Father is also here." Yan Xiangma finally spotted his father behind the crowd, his face dark purple, bowed from afar, and said respectfully: "Greetings Father."
"Have you forgotten that this evil dragon used your name to commit murder and frame people?" Yan Bolai questioned aloud.
He deliberately mentioned that Li Muyang used the name of Yan Xiangma to travel around the divine continent, killed the Great Wu Kingdom's Prince and many white-robed swordsmen of the Changbai sword sect, in order to help Yan Xiangma and Li Muyang draw a clear line between them. He wanted to tell everyone in the Divine Palace that his son and Li Muyang were not close at all, and that Li Muyang had framed his son. They were life and death enemies.
Cui Jian's face also darkened, a sneer curving his lips as he said in a low voice: "Yan Xiangma, don't forget that you are the head of the Monitoring Bureau of the West Wind Kingdom, shouldering the heavy responsibility of the Kingdom. You came to arrest the traitor and slaughter the evil dragon — —"
This bastard, he usually pretended to be a loyal and devoted minister, and just now said that as long as elder brother wants it, he would help him snatch it — — But now when he saw Li Muyang, it was as if he had seen his savior. Where do you put your elder brother's face? Where do you want the West Wind Kingdom and the Monitoring Division to put their face?
Besides, if someone reported this matter to the imperial family, then even he would be blamed by the higher-ups. It would not be good if they misunderstood that he was in cahoots with the evil dragon.
Yan Xiangma's footsteps towards Li Muyang came to an abrupt halt, his countenance changed several times, and then he pointed to Li Muyang and roared: "Li Muyang, you despicable and shameless villain — — your face is glowing, it seems you've been living well recently?"
"What does it have to do with you whether I'm living well or not? However, Senior Official Yan has lost a lot of weight. It seems that the work of the Monitoring Division is not easy, right? "
"Humph, do we need you to criticize the affairs of the Monitoring Division? I, Yan Xiangma, am loyal and patriotic, do my duty for the Kingdom, share His Majesty's worries, how is it hard? "
"You make it sound nice, but you're just a servant of the West Wind Song family — — when did they see you as a human?"
"They don't see me as a human, but at least they don't see me as a dragon."
"When you affect their interests, you will most likely end up worse than a dragon — —"
"Pfft! Don't try to drive a wedge between me and the Kingdom, I, Yan Xiangma, am loyal and devoted to the West Wind Royal Family, heaven and earth can testify — — "
"If heaven and earth heard you say this, they would most likely be ashamed, right?"
"You evil dragon — —"
"You dead horse — —"
"Watch me swing my sword to kill you, and make me, Yan Xiangma, a dragon slayer hero. As long as you die, the three words Yan Xiangma will resound throughout the divine continent, and go down in history. "
"Most likely you not only want to kill me, but also want to snatch the Ten Thousand Spirit Imperial Seal in my arms?"
"The Ten Thousand Spirit Imperial Seal is a divine weapon of the Immortal world, one can enjoy the Nine Regions. Who doesn't want it? If I, Yan Xiangma, can get it, I will certainly hand it over to the West Wind Royal Family, and let the Emperor of West Wind become a famous monarch — — "
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Li Muyang and Yan Xiangma fought back and forth, with swords drawn and bows bent, as if they could draw their swords at any time.
However, why did it feel like something was amiss in everyone's eyes?
The two of them looked extremely angry and loathed each other, but the crowd did not feel the slightest killing intent, not even the slightest pressure.
This was not a battle of words!
This was simply flirting!
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