Chapter 66 The Promise of the Holy Light competition

"If nothing happens, that's all for today's meeting!" The old man looked at a group of people who had been scared and said slowly in an old voice.

"Wait a minute!" A low voice suddenly sounded, and the people who were going to leave the hall suddenly stopped and looked in the direction of the sound source.

"Ye Yu's law enforcement elder, that... I want to ask about that... Yu Linglong..." Seeing Zhou Li's end like this, the night hall's heart was already rough. He took a look at the night magic dust, and then he hesitated to ask Ye Yu.

"Yu Linglong is on whom is on whom! You can't let Qian'er's daughter die. Take out Yu Linglong and save your son!" Ye Yu sighed, took a look at the night hall, thought about it, and then said, "Whwhether the child Yeyun can live or not depends on his creation!"

"Look at creation? Do you mean to let my Yuner decide whether to live or die with God? I only have such a son in the night hall. Do you want to watch him die? The most annoying thing for a person in Yetang is to believe in fate. He has always felt that his fate is in his own hands, so his son's life can never be handed over to nature.

"The Yu Linglong has always been on the body of Huanchen. If you want to save Ye Yun and kill the dust, do you think it makes sense? Sacrifice the magic dust for your son's life!"

"However, it's the same two lives. Why do you give Yu Linglong to the eldest brother's child, not my child!" Ye Tang stared at Ye Yu closely, and there was a little anger in his voice. This is related to his child's life. He can't let go like this and give Yu Linglong to him. They.

"Do you know what the same two lives are now? Who said that he would use Yu Linglong in a useful person just now? Who hasn't regarded my daughter's life as a human life? Ah!"

As soon as Ye Qian heard this, he was very angry. Now he began to know how to say equality. Are those fart words just now, those words that are not human words, all his hallucinations?!

It was a little embarrassing to be asked by Ye Qian in the night hall. Wasn't his daughter still retarded just now? Who knew that he suddenly became so perverted? If he had known that she would be so perverted, he would not have risked saying that.

Looking at the dodging eyes of the night hall, Ye Qian forced him to ask. At the beginning, he was so kind that he let this boy ride on his head. "I'm asking you, didn't you say you want to put Yu Linglong on useful people? Our family has at least the peak level of a five-star lower-level magic tutor. Isn't it as good as your dead son who has been in a coma for two months?

"Who are you scolding is the dead? Ye Qian, I tell you, don't think that you were born an hour earlier than me. You are the eldest brother. Before my son fell into a coma, he had already reached the lower level of magic tutor. If he is awake, he may not lose to your retarded daughter!" Hearing that Ye Qian scolded his son as a dead man, the fire in Yetang's chest suddenly rose. This was a pain in his heart now, but he, who was only a little older than him, kept spreading salt on his wounds.

"Don't call me mentally retarded. With my family's current qualifications, it is definitely the first well-deserved genius of the night family! She is no longer the retarded child you used to bully. Don't think that I don't know about you bullying Chen'er. I tell you, I know that if Chen'er hadn't begged me to leave it alone, I would have endured letting you bully my only daughter!"

When Ye Qian mentioned this, he got angry and watched them bully his baby daughter. As a father, he could only endure the pain and apply medicine to the injured woman. What do you think is this? However, her daughter refused to let his father come forward, saying that if she went out to teach them a lesson, no one would play with her. She, who had few friends, was retarded, and she no longer wanted to lose these friends!

Thinking of this, Ye Qian was even more angry. His precious daughter, why should they be bullied like this?

"Don't always talk about the past. I'm talking to you about the current matter now. I'm talking to you about Yu Linglong. Don't always go off the topic, okay? I ask you, what do you mean about Yu Linglong? Are you going to take it out?"

"You are deaf. I've told you hundreds of times. Yu Linglong has grown in Chen'er's body. Unless Chen'er dies, no one can take it out!"

"I don't believe it. There must be any other way. Don't you want to lie to me?"

"Don't call me old boy, I'm your brother!"

"..." Ye Huanchen looked at the chatty quarrel between the two people in front of him with a black face, and rubbed his temples with a headache.

"Okay! Stop arguing!" Ye Yu shouted coldly, glanced at the night hall and asked, "So what do you want to do? Is it true to ask Chen'er to take out Yu Linglong by caesarean section to save your son?

"Uh... I don't mean that." The night hall answered a low sentence,

"What does that mean?"

"Why don't you come to the martial arts competition? Whoever wins will belong to Yu Linglong!" A trace of light flashed in Ye Tang's eyes and said to Ye Yu.

"Bighting? Who are you going to do? Chen'er and the beautiful sleeping man in your family? Ye Yu asked in an old voice.

"No, of course not!" Yetang shook his head decisively, glanced at Ye Qian, and said, "Since the eldest brother just stressed that Yu Linglong should be put on useful people, let's use the method of martial arts to test who is the strongest, who is the strongest, and Yu Linglong belongs to whom!"

The night hall is determined to look directly at Ye Qian. This is the only opportunity he can fight for his son. As long as Ye Yu agrees, he will be sure to win this trial and get Yu Linglong.

In a blink of an eye, he looked at the cold night dust. In addition to the fierceness, he was also surprised and shocked. He really didn't expect that this retarded man who had been despised by him would one day become his biggest obstacle.

There have been countless geniuses in the Ye family, and his son is the best among them. At the age of 15, he broke through the upper-level magician and relied on the elixir he found for him. In less than half a year, his strength was improved to the two-star magician, far surpassing the famous Tianzhou's first genius Li Ziyi. However, he never thought that the night magic dust in front of him, who was less than 16 years old, had reached the peak of the five-star lower-level magic mentor!

"Didn't the eldest brother say that Ye Huanchen is the first genius of our Ye family now? Since you want to be the first genius, you have to show your real skills. If she can win the championship of the Holy Light Martial Arts Competition, I will give up the competition of Yu Linglong!"

Ye Tang looked at Ye Han calmly, but the end of his eyes swept the night magic dust. He absolutely could not let her grow up, but in just a few months, she could change from a waste to a five-star lower-level magic tutor. If once she has the space to grow, she becomes another strong man at the level of a big magic mentor, it is definitely a A great threat.

"Fot!" Ye Qian grabbed the collar of the night hall. "Without the strength of the middle-level magic tutor, no one dares to participate in the Holy Light Competition. That is the competition of all young people under the age of 20, including the Dark Temple. Who doesn't know that the Saint Sumo of the Dark Temple, has reached the level of the five-star magic mentor? Your pure heart is what makes me Jia Chen'er is going to die!"

"I didn't say that the martial arts competition will be held immediately. Anyway, there are still two years left before the Holy Light Martial Arts Competition. Didn't you say that your dust is the first genius? It shouldn't be a problem to reach the magic tutor in two years!"

"I don't agree!" Ye Han immediately rejected the proposal of the night hall. The joke is that in two years, a lower-level magic mentor can become a great magic mentor, and the streets are full of great magic mentor-level figures. Even if it takes two years to make Ye Huanchen a great magic mentor, what level will Sumo reach at that time? This night hall is clear to let her dust die.

"I didn't ask for your opinion. I'm asking the law enforcement elders!" Ye Tang stared at Ye Qian fiercely, and then turned his head and asked Ye Yu, "Law enforcement elder, what do you think of my proposal?"

Ye Yu took a look at the night hall and did not answer. He kept thinking in his heart, is such a martial arts competition good or bad for Ye Huanchen?

Seeing that Ye Yu had neither support nor opposition, Yetang was wide-minded and knew that he might have a chance, because every time Ye Yu appeared with this expression, most of the final result was positive.

Thinking of this, the night hall couldn't help showing a successful smile on his face.

Looking at Yetang's successful conspiracy, Ye Qian desperately told himself in his heart, endure! You must put up with it!

"If you don't let me cut off my children and grandchildren, you won't you!" Ye Qian's voice was a little hoarse, but it still made everyone hear it clearly.

"No, aren't we all ancestors? My son is your son!" With a little smile, he raised his eyebrows at night.

"Father, I agree!" Ye Huanchen's cold voice suddenly sounded, and everyone looked at him inconceivable. Even Ye Yu, who was choosing whether to agree to the trial, looked surprised.

"Dull, what are you talking about!" Ye Qian looked at Ye Huanchen solemnly, "This is not a child's play. Don't talk nonsense!"

"Father, I didn't!" Ye Huanchen said to Ye Qian faintly, "How much does she care about these so-called martial arts competition, the Dark Temple? She is not worried about a temple led by her to the glory! And agreeing to the martial arts competition is also to solve the dispute between the Ye family about Yu Linglong. Since the night hall is so resolute, she can't be so unhumane and spoil his interest. What's more, she also wants to know how far Sumo has reached and whether she is qualified to inherit the position of the next dark suzerain.

"Uncle, let's make a deal!" Ye Huanchen's eyes swept the night hall and raised a cold smile. Obviously, it was a sunny day, but it made the night hall suddenly feel a gust of cloudy wind.