The Prison Emperor returns to be a baby daddy

The courtyard is dozens of feet away.

The white-haired old man looked at Ye Qijue with a horrified expression. His body was trembling, his cheeks were bulging, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

The old man raised his hand to wipe the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Ye Qijue with an ugly expression.

Especially after hearing Ye Qijue's scolding, his chest rose and fell, and he felt a burning anger!

However, when he thought that with his cultivation as a ninth-grade king, he could not even take one of Ye Qijue's moves.

Recalling the terrifying aura that burst out from Ye Qijue just now, it was like a majestic mountain, making him breathless.

As the eldest elder of the Zhao family, Mr. Mo followed Zhao Lei through the Shenxiao Sect and broadened his horizons. He also knew that there were so many geniuses in the world, so naturally he would not be like Wang Xinghe, who had to bite the bullet and try to get better.

Just based on the short exchange of moves just now, he could tell that Ye Qijue's strength was probably far beyond that of ordinary kings, and even the emperor could pass a few moves!

Although Zhao Lei gave him a spiritual treasure as a trump card before leaving the city lord's mansion, he did not dare to actually kill Ye Qijue!

Because he was not sure that he could kill Ye Qijue with one strike!

After taking a deep breath, the old man looked at Ye Qijue with his gloomy triangular eyes coldly, and said harsh words: "You will know tomorrow what my young master is!"

My young master is an inner disciple of Shenxiao Sect. As soon as this Holy Lake Competition is over, he will break through the Emperor Zun after entering the Holy Lake and become an elite disciple of Shenxiao Sect!

But the Ye Qijue in front of him was just a lucky ant. Facing his young master's invitation, he not only didn't appreciate it, but also yelled and insulted him. He was simply looking for death!

"Tomorrow is the day you die, Ye Qijue!" After saying these words, Mr. Mo turned around and left without looking back. He wanted to tell Zhao Lei the news of the failed recruitment.

As soon as the opponent left with his front legs, Lan Wufeng and others appeared behind Ye Qijue.

Shen Xiaoru, who was wearing a blue long-sleeved flower-embellished waist skirt, looked worried and asked, "Qi Jue, what's going on?"

Shen Xiaoru and his wife, who were practicing in the courtyard just now, heard the shouts coming from outside. Just as they were about to go out, they saw a white-haired old man leaving with a look of reluctance.

As monks of the ninth-grade king, Shen Xiaoru and others naturally sensed that Mr. Mo's aura was very strong, and he was probably a ninth-grade king at least!

They were naturally a little curious as to why Ye Qijue suddenly provoked a ninth-grade king.

Seeing this, Ye Qijue slowly spoke and recounted what Zhao Jiuyou, the lord of Wushuang City, had told the other families in the city in the hall.

After learning the cause of the matter, the elder, who was always known for his stability, couldn't help but show warm anger on his face: "How unreasonable! If you don't accept it, you will send someone to make trouble!"

After swearing in the direction of Mr. Mo's departure, the great elder looked at Ye Qijue with a complicated expression.

From what Ye Qijue said just now, he understood why Ye Qijue rejected the city lord Zhao Jiuyou.

If agreed, Ye Qijue can get two places to enter the Holy Lake without participating in the competition!

Even if they have an agreement with the Zhou family and need to allocate one to the Zhou family, Ye Qijue can guarantee that he can enter the Holy Lake. Breaking through to the Zunhuang will be a certainty.

But what about Ye Qijue?

He actually rejected the other party.

Having been the great elder of Tianqing Sect for decades, he was certainly not a fool. He instantly understood Ye Qijue's thoughts, which was to take them to the Holy Lake!

No wonder the Zhao family sent people over to cause trouble!

Not only did the Great Elder think of this, Lan Wufeng and Shen Xiaoru also understood the meaning of Ye Qijue's refusal.

Especially Shen Xiaoru, she looked at Ye Qijue with a worried look on her face and asked: "Qijue, you rejected the Zhao family's suggestion, will you be contested tomorrow?"

When Ye Qijue heard this, he grinned, stretched out his hand to touch the worried face of Shen Xiaoru, and said in a gentle tone: "Don't worry! Then the Zhao family is just clowns in my opinion!"

"If you really have the ability, you can just take it on your own in the arena tomorrow. Why give me two places so that I don't have to participate in the competition?" Ye Qijue sneered on his face, with sarcasm and ridicule in his tone, "Why don't you meet me yet? Last time, I killed three ninth-grade kings of the Wang family, so I was just afraid."

When Bai Sisi heard the words, she nodded vigorously and said, "Okay! But we can't underestimate the other party. Since the other party is an inner disciple of Shenxiao Sect and Qingxu Sect, he should be quite strong, so we should deal with it carefully. .”

Lan Qingyi also said: "Yes, it's okay to be careful."

Hearing the chirping sounds of several ladies in his ears, Ye Qijue shook his head helplessly and had no choice but to nod in agreement.

In fact, since the last battle with the Wang family, Ye Qijue has vaguely sensed that although his cultivation level is only that of a ninth-grade king, his combat power may not be lower than that of a second-grade king!

Even if Zhao Lei and Li Changan could kill a first-grade Zunhuang, there was still a gap between them.

You must know that the skills on his body were taught by the old madman. If the old madman can ascend to immortality, his skills must be good!

Scanning the crowd around him, Ye Qijue said, "Okay, okay, let's go back first."

After returning to the courtyard, Ye Qijue slowly told everyone about the process of the Holy Lake Competition.

This Holy Lake Competition is actually based on rankings. Everyone in the top ten has a place to enter the Holy Lake!

The person ranked first has four places to enter the Holy Lake!

The person ranked second has three places to enter the Holy Lake!

The man in third place has two!

From fourth to tenth, there is only one quota.

Ye Qijue's goal is naturally to chase the first place and obtain the four places to enter the Holy Lake.

However, not including him, there were ten people in total including Shen Xiaoru and others!

We also need to give the Zhou family a quota in return, which requires eleven quotas!

On his own, even if he wins first place, he cannot get eleven places.

Seeing some helplessness on Ye Qijue's face, Lan Wufeng and the great elder looked at each other, laughed and said: "Qijue, you have forgotten that we are ninth-grade kings, so we can also participate in the competition!"

The fifth elder, who was always taciturn, also grinned: "Yes, I and others are also ninth-grade kings, how can we be afraid of the other party?!"

Ye Qijue was a little worried. He wanted to say something else, but Lan Wufeng immediately said with a straight face: "Okay, Qijue, I know what you mean, but we can't live under your protection from beginning to end." Bar?"

Lan Qingyi agreed with her father's words, and said with a smile on her face: "That's right, Qi Jue, I will also go on stage to compete this time!"

Seeing that he couldn't defeat everyone, Ye Qijue smiled helplessly: "Okay, anyway, you all should be careful. If you can't beat him, just admit defeat immediately."

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