Listening to the painful sounds of Salman.
Elizabeth Princess couldn't help but feel trembling and completely panicked.
No longer caring about the princess's manners, she apologized again and again.
"Heavenly King Qi Ye, you misunderstood, misunderstood!"
"We, Feng Ying, are naturally good friends of Dong Huang. We are partners who work together to defeat Demon Race!"
"Just now, Salman's behavior was indeed inappropriate."
"I, I apologize to you on behalf of Salman and Russell for their previous inappropriate words and deeds!"
"I hope that there are a lot of Heavenly King Qi Ye adults. Don't argue with them and let them go."
She paused and her tone became more sincere, even a little pleading.
"I, I also hope to do something to make up for disturbing Birthday Banquet today."
Elizabeth puts his status very low.
His attitude was sincere, even a little pleading.
In that tone, there is no trace of the pride of a princess of a country?
He is clearly a Little Girl who has made mistakes and is frightened.
Su Ye heard this, but just raised his eyebrows.
He did not answer immediately, but turned his attention to Old Master Xuanyuan.
Today, after all, it is my grandfather's Birthday Banquet.
How to deal with these people still depends on what grandpa wants.
Old Master Xuanyuan Seeing this scene, I felt unspeakable emotions in my heart.
His grandson became one of the strongest humans and was named Heavenly King. But even so, he still respected himself and asked himself first.
This filial piety and courtesy made him, a grandfather, much more respectable.
What is respecting the elderly?
What is thorough etiquette?
That's what it's called!
All the guests in the hall nodded secretly when they saw this scene.
Although Su Ye is already the strongest Human Race, his filial piety and sincerity have not changed at all.
Old Master Xuanyuan first glared at Salman fiercely.
This guy dared to attack me just now and even destroyed his Birthday Banquet. It was really hateful!
However, although Old Master Xuanyuan is angry, it can be seen that Princess Elizabeth's attitude is sincere and her attitude is low enough.
After all, I still can't bear to embarrass others anymore.
He waved his hand slowly and said to Su Ye.
"Xiao Ye, forget it."
"We don't know him the same way."
They Donghuang People are so grand.
The point is... if this continues and my grandson gets an unreasonable reputation, that would be bad.
Even if his grandson gives him face, Old Master Xuanyuan cannot let his grandson Feng Ping be harmed.
Su Ye Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows and nodded.
"Well, since you, old man, have already spoken, I naturally want to listen to you."
Elizabeth Princess breathed a long sigh of relief when she saw this, bowed her head repeatedly, thanked her, and apologized a lot.
Great, this matter is finally over.
Fortunately, Old Master Xuanyuan is atmospheric.
Thinking of this, Elizabeth looked at Old Master Xuanyuan with even more gratitude.
At the same time, I was also secretly shocked. It seemed that Su Ye valued Xuanyuan Family, Maternal Family.
Perhaps, if you want to establish a good relationship with Su Ye, you can start from this aspect.
Elizabeth fell into deep thought.
And Russell, who was still provocative just now, finally secretly breathed a sigh of relief at this moment.
He originally thought that he would have to walk around without food today.
But I didn't expect that I could still get away with it.
Lucky you.
Only Salman had a look of sadness and anger.
He came forward for Feng Ying and his teacher Second Heavenly King Freya!
He thought, Feng Ying has always been proud, how could he lower his head in front of Dong Huang?
He thought, Teacher Freya was alone in the Heavenly King Hall, being squeezed out by a group of Donghuang People, how could he not earn this breath for the teacher?
What's the result?
Result...
His princesses and compatriots, however, rushed to be the first to bow their heads to Su Ye and beg for mercy.
It was as if all of his Salman's painstaking efforts and passion had turned into a huge joke.
In his heart, there was an indescribable sadness.
The ministers are about to fight to the death, why does Your Majesty surrender first?
On his side, he still wants to fight to the death to earn face for Feng Ying.
As a result, on the other side, my own princess had already handed over all the letters of surrender!
Princess Elizabeth, you are confused.
Now that you have lowered your head, how can the foreign Feng Ying raise his head in front of Dong Huang?!
Su Ye immediately noticed the unwillingness in Salman's eyes.
I couldn't help but curl my lips.
"Why, it seems that some people are still unconvinced?"
"But..."
"Who do you think you are?"
Su Ye's voice turned cold.
"In my Dong Huang, in my Xuanyuan Family... If it's a dragon, you have to curl up; if it's a tiger, you have to lie down!"
"My grandpa doesn't care about you, that's because he is generous."
"But as a grandson, I can't watch someone knock on my door and insult my grandpa!"
"Didn't you like to strangle people just now?"
"Then feel it for yourself!"
The words have not yet fallen...
In the hands of Su Ye, Divine Power surges!
Salman screamed, and his whole body was blown away by a huge force like a kite with its string cut off.
He flew fast and fiercely, drawing an arc in the air, and plunged into the crown of the old tree Xuanyuan Family Manor Main Gate.
"Crack!"
The sound of branches breaking.
At the same time, the Divine Power shot by Su Ye was still raging and vibrating inside Salman's body.
So...
Fresh Blood splashes, clothes and armor shatter!
And what a coincidence...
His head actually got stuck between two thick tree branches, and his whole body was suspended.
It's like being hung in mid-air!
That posture must be so embarrassing, so embarrassing.
Salman tried desperately to struggle and break free.
But the wisp of Divine Power that invaded his body was like a tarsal maggot, firmly suppressing him.
The more he struggled, the more severe the pain became, until his internal organs were churning.
The luxurious robe on his body was now in tatters, and even the hem was torn to pieces.
Salman The meridians all over his body seemed to be broken every inch and he was in excruciating pain, but he couldn't even move his hands and could only be watched in shame and anger.
In his life, had he ever suffered such shame and humiliation?
He is King of the Divine Realm!
He is a disciple of Second Heavenly King Freya!
Whoever sees him should not respectfully call him "Senior"?
But now, he is hanging on this tree like a dead dog, for everyone to watch.
The guards at the door were amazed at what they saw, and they couldn't help but mock in a low voice.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this butt is quite white."
"We have also seen Divine Realm King's butt? It doesn't look any different."
"There is still a difference, at least... mine is bigger!"
"Is this King who came down from the Divine Realm? Or is he Second Heavenly King's apprentice? That's it?"
"We can't even catch one of our Heavenly King Qi Ye's fingers."
"Isn't this too embarrassing?"
"Normally, he is worthy to compete with our Heavenly King Qi Ye? Key costs five yuan a piece, is he worthy?"
In the eyes of these Xuanyuan Family guards, Su Ye is the grandson of the Xuanyuan Family and also a person of the Xuanyuan Family.
Su Ye was named Heavenly King Qi Ye and was respected by thousands of people.
As Xuanyuan Family people, they are also honored.
Heavenly King Qi Ye, let's Xuanyuan Family come out!
In their eyes, no one can compare to Heavenly King Qi Ye.
This Salman doesn't work either.