Chapter 1489 They Are My Women

When Ye Tian saw the North War God for the first time, he could not help but admire his demeanor.

The North War God's eyebrows and eyes were full of heroic spirit, and he walked like a dragon and a tiger. His eyebrows were like swords, and his eyes contained the universe. His grand pattern and great spirit were revealed when he raised his eyes. The moment he stepped into the door of the banquet hall, his edge exploded, as dazzling as the sun.

Everything seemed to be eclipsed in front of this man.

Half of his edge came from a golden-red bead on his forehead above his eyebrows. The bead was born on his forehead, but it was not abrupt, but showed his unusualness. The red light in the bead flowed, and it looked like a golden crow with wings spread.

This is the unique characteristic of the Tianwu clan. The Tianwu clan is born with it.

"Qian Kun Level 4 Heart!"

Ye Tian's heart skipped a beat. He looked around and saw a large group of Yang Ling people. Huan Ri and Ying Quan were among them, talking with a smile. There were more than a dozen Tian Wu people following them. Next to Bei Zhan Shen, there stood a woman, 28 years old, born in the world, with her eyes slightly lowered. Her beauty was so strong that she was even better than Hua Xian and Luo Fen.

Bei Zhan Shen came to the main table with stars holding the moon, sat down in the honorable seat, glanced at Huan Ri as if he was the host, "Sit down."

Others stood and asked themselves if they were qualified to sit down. Huan Ri did not dare to refuse, and politely sat on the chair, "Look at the servant of Yang Ling, he doesn't even have a good sense, and he doesn't know how to serve tea. He neglected Bei Zhan Shen." He poured a cup of hot tea attentively.

The North War God glanced at him, playing with the teacup, and said casually, "Huanri, do you have a plan for the position of city lord?"

Huanri's heart was pounding. Everyone knew that he coveted the position of city lord, and his ambitions were known to the world. However, with Chanzi and King Zhen by his side, it would not be so easy to really sit in this position. The North War God's words were very meaningful. He wanted to support himself.

Huanri was delighted, but he waved his hand and smiled, "I am an old man, and I want to enjoy my old age and enjoy the happiness of my children and grandchildren."

The North War God raised his eyelids and glanced at Yingquan lightly, "I think your son is very talented and has the style of a leader, which is also very good."

Yingquan was praised by the North War God, and was as excited as a child who got the three good students. He blushed and said, "Thank you for the compliment, North War God."

Huanri was more certain of the North War God's thoughts and was ecstatic, "War God, you are too kind, Yingquan is a world apart from you, it would be a great honor if I could get your advice."

The North War God laughed, "Can Yingquan listen to me?" A trace of contempt flashed in his eyes.

Yingquan didn't notice it, and said happily and urgently, "The North War God is a legendary figure who has established an unparalleled reputation. No matter where Yingquan is, no one will listen to him, so how dare he not listen to the teachings of the War God."

The three of them reached a tacit agreement in a few words. The North War God wanted to make Yingquan the lord of the city. Yingquan and his son had coveted this position for a long time and were anxious. Yingquan pursued Huaxian for this purpose. He didn't care which way to go. If he could get the support of the North God of War, it would be easy to get her. It was a shortcut compared to marrying Huaxian. The three of them hit it off.

The North God of War frowned, "Why haven't Huaxian and Luofen come yet?"

Huanri's face froze, sweat on his head, and he smiled, "The two girls must be nervous when they see the God of War for the first time. They must be dressing up in the boudoir." He was about to ask someone to urge them, when Huaxian and Luofen came in accompanied by their father.

Huaxian was wearing a white lace hollow dress, which was pure and sexy. Luofen's white suit collar was spliced ​​with a black knee-length gauze skirt, which was elegant and intellectual.

The appearance of Huaxian and Luofen lit up the banquet hall. They were so beautiful that they could kill everything in an instant, which made the North God of War's eyes suddenly light up, his eyes turned evil, and he licked his upper teeth with his tongue.

Huanri said hurriedly, "I'll go get them and ask the North War God to get familiar with them." He stood up and went over to greet the two women. Chanzi and King Zhen followed and greeted the War God.

The North War God's eyes were fixed on the two women, up and down, wandering over and over again. From the slender legs to the snow-white necks and faces, the evil light in his eyes became stronger. He gritted his teeth excitedly and suddenly stretched out his hands to grab the two women's delicate hands.

The two women were startled and quickly retracted their hands to avoid them. They took a step back and their faces turned pale.

The North War God was not unaware of the rules of the Yangling Clan, but he still did this. Either he didn't care at all, or he couldn't wait, and his nature was revealed.

Seeing them avoid him, the North War God smiled and said, "Pour me three glasses of red wine." Since Hua Xianluofen appeared, his eyes have never left the two of them.

Hua Xian and Luo Fen looked at their father for help. Chanzi and King Zhen were angry, but they dared not speak. They just nodded helplessly.

Hua Xian and Luo Fen took the red wine on the table, bent down, and poured it into the wine glasses. The North War God's eyes swept across their chests, and his two big hands touched Hua Xian and Luo Fen's backs.

Hua Xian Luo Fen had been alert and stiff. At this moment, he dodged like a frightened rabbit, and could no longer hide the disgust on his face, "North War God, please respect yourself!"

The North War God's face turned cold. How dare anyone ask him to "respect yourself"? A violent look flashed across his face, and his teeth bit "squeaked". Suddenly, he smiled evilly, "What are you afraid of? Sooner or later, you will be honest with me."

This anxious look made Chanzi and King Zhen frown and feel sad. Hua Xian Luo Fen was even more disgusted and nauseous. He kept a cold face and didn't say anything.

Bei Zhan Shen leaned back in his chair and ordered, "Pick up your wine glasses." Seeing the disgust in the two women's eyes, he became impatient and the anger in his chest was about to explode.

Wherever Bei Zhan Shen went, he was surrounded by people and beautiful women came to him. He had never been treated so coldly before.

The two women held back tears and picked up two glasses of red wine.

The North War God curled his lips, "Come closer to me."

Hua Xian Luo Fen took two cautious steps forward, feeling extremely sad for a moment, as if they were being manipulated by others.

The North War God smiled like a wolf, "Kneel down and drink from my cup of wine!"

The banquet hall suddenly became quiet. The North War God asked the saint of the tribe, an existence that could not be insulted, to kneel down and drink from the cup of wine. How arrogant and humiliating, but no one spoke. It was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

This silence made Hua Xian and Luo Fen feel as if they were dead.

But they did not move, just holding the wine glasses and not speaking.

The North War God licked his teeth, "You are my people after all, you can't hide." He slapped the table fiercely, bang, and scared Hua Xian and Luo Fen. It was as if a knife pierced their hearts, and the tears could not be stopped, "splashing" and rolling down their cheeks.

The smile of the North War God was a little crazy and full of excitement. He seemed to like torturing women and it was a great pleasure to see women cry.

Chanzi and King Zhen took a step forward and were about to speak when two figures suddenly rushed out from the Tianwu tribe. One of them held a sword and pressed it against their necks. Their eyes were fierce. "If you dare to move, I will kill you!"

"Kneel down and drink the wine with me!"

The North War God shouted loudly, like a thunderclap, making the hearts of everyone in the banquet hall rise to their throats.

Hua Xian and Luo Fen trembled, and their hands holding the wine glasses trembled even more. Tears "clicked" into the wine glasses.

At this moment, a voice rang in the corner, "They won't drink with you!"

This voice set off a storm in everyone's heart. Who is it? Dare to stop the North War God!

"They are my women!"