Chapter 739 You killed his only son!
Bei Tinghuang acted like a baby, and Yan Ye was almost insane.
She seldom showed this little girly look. Fortunately, her expression was extremely short, and it only fell into his eyes. Yan Ye smiled and shook his head, "You can't blame his son either. This old man has lived for three hundred years and married more than one hundred wives, but he has not been able to bear him a son and a half. He finally got a son. In the end, after running out and jumping for two days, he was stabbed to death by your sword, do you think he can be in a hurry?"
"Where is he in a hurry? He wants my life!" Bei Tinghuang snorted, "This old bastard, after living for more than three hundred years, is really stupid. Not only does he not appreciate me, but he even wants to find me. I will take revenge, and I will repay the kindness!"
Yan Ye couldn't understand, "Why should he be grateful to you? You killed his only son!"
Bei Tinghuang pouted and said, "Think about it, after living for three hundred years, he has not been able to have children with more than a hundred women. What is the proof? It proves that he has a problem with his function, and suddenly gave birth to a son, shouldn't it be worth it?" Do you doubt? Maybe his wife gave him a cuckold, and I helped him get rid of this shame, so why should he not be grateful to me?"
"That's about the same!" The more Bei Tinghuang looked at this person, the more he felt that the Nine Swords Star Spiritualist was nothing special, and he didn't even know that he was wearing a cuckold, so he snorted coldly, "Isn't it just a Nine Swords Star Spiritualist?" Is it? Look at me not torturing this **** to death today, but still daring to seek revenge from me, it's simply boring!"
Bei Tinghuang didn't see the almost substantive pampering in Yan Ye's eyes. He didn't know that this little guy was arrogant enough, but he had been reincarnated for thousands of years, and the only thing he wanted to do was to pamper him. Looking at her, pampering her so much?
What are the rules of heaven and earth, what is the righteousness of heaven, these are bullshit. In his eyes, Bei Tinghuang is the rule and the way, and her hatred is the standard for his life and death.
The arena is astonishingly large, and all ten teams are ready and ready to fight. The whole scene was no longer the same as it was in the morning. Although the atmosphere was intense and the battle was exciting, it seemed somewhat random. That was just a prelude staged in advance for the final duel in the afternoon.
At this moment, the vast Imperial Plaza was filled with dead silence. Everyone was watching the hundred people and figures standing on the ring, and all of them were trembling in their hearts, more excited than they were when they went to the battlefield. The magnificence of the whole scene oppressed everyone's every nerve, and as long as they took a look at the stage, a strong fighting spirit rose up.
It was noon, and the sun was hanging in the sky, and the atmosphere was oppressive and fiery. From the loudspeaker crystal, came the majestic voice of the Great Elder of Yancheng City, "The one standing on the central stage of the Empire Square today is the elite among the elites of our continent. , On behalf of Yancheng, I welcome you on behalf of this continent. You are all warriors who pursue strength. Today, this arena belongs to you. Summon your most powerful monsters and release your most powerful star skills. Show your strongest strength, the Tomb of Mortal Souls is looking forward to the strongest warriors, and its fighting spirit will always burn for the warriors!"
(end of this chapter)