I really want to be a cook

She cupped her fists towards You Jiuling and saluted:

"Elder You, Master is traveling far away, and Xun'er will attend temporarily."

"Eight Meridian Lord, now there are three holy sons and saintesses, if there are all saints and sons and daughters coming later, tsk tsk..."

You Jiuling glanced at Qiye, chuckled twice, with a meaningful expression.

Obviously everyone knows that the person who beat the Tongyou drum is Qiye.

Regardless of whether the Holy Masters of the Huajian lineage and the Jidao lineage really traveled far away and sent the holy sons and daughters, they were expressing their dissatisfaction.

They can beat this Tongyou drum well, but Qiye can't beat it.

As long as he is still the Holy Son, he cannot exercise the power of the Holy Lord.

Actually, as far as You Jiuling knew.

Soon it will be the 400th birthday of the Devil Emperor, and the Lord of the Eight Meridians has long wanted to take this opportunity to get together to discuss matters related to the battle between righteousness and evil.

So they rushed to the Demon Emperor City from all over the world early.

Otherwise, these holy sons would not appear. After all, each of the eight meridians has its own territory, and they are usually very busy.

as predicted.

Afterwards, people entered the Emperor's Temple one after another, all of whom were the sons and daughters of the younger generation of the Demon Sect.

Out of the mud but not stained, the white lotus saint who washes the waves but not demons,

With a timid expression, the charming and charming Yingui Saintess,

Noble and elegant, holy and glorious primordial saint,

The icy-cold, ruthless Son of Mieqing,

Dim, mysterious Son of the Sacred Heart,

In addition, Yin Wuhen, the son of Huajian just now, Ai Xun'er, the saint of extreme dao, and Qiye, the son of mending the sky.

Four sons, four saints.

The eight veins of the demon gate are all here.

Qiye finally turned around.

His eyes swept across the seven saints and saints with different expressions at the moment, without any fluctuation, as if they were looking at irrelevant items.

"I'm not waiting for you."

Facing everyone, he spoke the first sentence, and then the second sentence:

"You are not qualified enough!"

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Qiye's words were like throwing a boulder into the lake, causing an uproar in an instant.

Even You Jiuling, who was watching the play, couldn't help showing teeth.

This baby is so fierce!

"Insanity!"

The first to speak was the Son of Mieqing.

His face was frosty, different from Qiye's indifference who seemed to have nothing to do with it, his face had almost lost human emotion, and his eyes were like stones, with no emotion.

But this is only caused by exercises, and his heart will still be angry.

After all, practicing magic skills is not about turning yourself into a stone man.

What is a demon, the extreme desire is a demon.

Those who like to play the game of extermination of love and desire are some monks who think they are detached from the world of mortals.

Although the other six holy sons and daughters did not speak, their positions already showed their attitudes.

Even Huajian Shengzi Yin Wuhen, who was thinking about Qiye, looked like a little hen frightened, hiding behind the extreme saint who had looked at him coldly just now, and did not dare to speak for him.

"do you have any opinion?"

Qiye's face was not moved, and he didn't even raise his eyelids.

There are very few things in this world that can move him.

"I……"

Just as the Son of Mieqing was about to speak, he felt a warning sign in his heart beating wildly. Before he could say the second word, he moved his wrist, and lifted the long sword upside down, sticking it on his elbow, as if to block.

At the same time, three feet away from the body, a layer of purple-red Qi Gang blocked the body.

Sure enough, a blood-red handprint descended from the sky the next moment.

Bang!

It sounded like a heavy hammer was being dropped, but the Son of Mieqing felt like a mountain fell down.

He couldn't hold back a snort.

It feels like the internal organs seem to be put into the drum, and they are messed up, and a mouthful of fishy sweetness rushes to the throat.

Then there was another click, and the blue brick under the feet of Shengzi Mieqing cracked, and one of his legs directly knelt down, smashing a big hole, and the cracks spread like a spider web.

puff!

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

At this moment, the suffocating pressure slowly dissipated.

Then he heard the sentence that was enough to make him remember his whole life, and he was extremely sad and indignant:

"It's up to you."

Qiye withdrew his palm, and could see the scarlet color slowly fading away.

His movements were light, as if he just slapped a mosquito just now, instead of making a devil's son kneel and vomit blood with one move.

puff!

Such contempt, the Son of Mieqing couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

He had long heard that Qiye came to power by force, and took over the power of Butian only after defeating the Lord Butian, but hearing is believing, seeing is believing.

If it is because of a rumor that a dwarf is three inches out of thin air, then he is really ashamed of his penance for so many years, and he is also ashamed of his reputation as the Holy Son.

But now after learning the lesson, he suddenly understood a truth.

That is, people are different.

On top of geniuses, there are monsters.

Obviously, Qiye is this monstrous evildoer, and it must not be treated with common sense.

"Now I'll give you a chance to call your adults over, otherwise the Emperor's Temple might bleed some blood today."

Facing the seven saints and saints, Qiye stood with his hands behind his back, and the wind blew his cloak like a dancing flame, trying to devour everything.

Qiye's words are very arrogant, very arrogant, very arrogant, in short, it is no problem to give him all the expansive words.

But with the unlucky Son of Mieqing in front, the other holy sons and saintesses weighed each other's strength in their hearts.

Well, let's ask for advice next time.

But they still didn't move.

If they were just scared by Qiye, they would obediently obey his orders.

Then not only will he be short in front of Qiye forever, but he will also violate the order of the master, and the punishment after that will also be unbearable.

They were not Qiye, who drew their swords as soon as they said they would draw their swords in front of the Lord Butian, and then put the main body of the Holy Lord of Butian on the ground.

Although they also have this idea, the key is that their strength does not allow it.

So silence is golden.

They didn't believe that Qiye dared to fight against the seven of them, and if they really wanted to fight, if they fought more, the situation would be different.

But there are also those looking for off-field assistance:

"Old You, Qiye used force in the Emperor's Temple. As a temple guard, shouldn't you take care of it?"

The innocent expression of the white lotus maiden's soft and weak appearance is very arousing people's desire for protection.

You Jiuling was unmoved.

At his age, he has seen so many witches, witches, and saintesses with his eyes. This little trick of the white lotus saint can't confuse him.

But what she said made sense.

The emperor's temple is a place to worship the devil emperor. The atmosphere is solemn and no use of force is allowed.

If you break the rules today and want people to obey them in the future, it will be a bit untenable.

We all know that the first time is the most expensive.

You Jiuling thought for a while, but still stood in front of Qiye, and said with a dry smile:

"Qiye, you have to calm down. Otherwise, you can talk to these few people. If you have anything to say, they will go back and tell the same."

Qiye glanced at You Jiuling, and there seemed to be a black sword in his eyes.

"You want to stop me?"

You Jiuling felt chills down his spine from this look.

He thought in his heart, this should be the rumored Heavenly Sword, right?

It is said that after the sword was seized by Qiye, it was refined into the body with pure magic, and it has become one with him, and its power is even more powerful than ordinary magic weapons.

Therefore, it is clear that Qiye's realm has not yet reached the peak of the Great Master, but with the Heavenly Sword in hand, the leapfrog challenge is as simple as drinking water and eating.

This is why You Jiuling is willing to make a verbal promise to Qiye.

Qiye's growth potential is really too high.

When Qiye breaks through the realm of the supreme master, I am afraid that he will be the second Xie Shisan.

And the current Qiye cannot be underestimated.

So……

You Jiuling coughed twice, turned to look at the White Lotus Saintess, and scolded in a low voice:

"Little Bailian, just now, it was obvious that the Son of Butian and the Son of Mieqing came from the same clan, and they were eager for skills, so they couldn't help but exchange ideas, how could it be said that they were using force in the Emperor's Temple?

And with the old man guarding here, who would dare to use force casually?

Do you have ulterior motives when you go online like this and slander the Heaven-Mending Son and the Mieqing Son to disturb the Devil Emperor's sleep?

Or do you have a problem with the old man and want to punish the old man for a crime of dereliction of duty? "

You Jiuling blew his beard and stared, it really seemed like that was the case.

The Holy Maiden of the White Lotus originally wanted to see You Jiuling and Qiye face off, but she didn't expect the flames of war to burn on her in an instant.

While thinking in her heart that You Jiuling is getting older and more timid, she showed a decent smile on her face and explained:

"not me……"

"What am I?!"

You Jiuling's eyes widened, with a heartbroken expression:

"Okay, okay, I didn't expect that the old man didn't take much care of things these years, you young people dare not take the old man seriously.

The old man is very angry now, and he must ask Holy Master Bailian to give me an explanation.

Go, call your master, otherwise today's matter will be difficult! "

The white lotus maiden opened her small mouth slightly, her expression froze, and her beautiful eyes were full of crap.

Why is this bad old man so bad?

Before she could react, she heard a voice pretending to be surprised:

"Oops, I remembered.