021-Crisis Warning
As Qi Yue left, the atmosphere in the field calmed down.
"You two!" Ye Qingnan looked at Tianyin and asked seriously, "How much do you know about the throne ceremony?"
When Ye Qingnan felt a pity when he thought that tomorrow would be the throne ceremony and was about to face the ugly face of the Eight Kings!
"Report to Your Highness, I don't know much!" Diyin spoke first.
"Oh!" Ye Qingnan nodded, his eyes turned to Tianyin, and found that the latter was hesitating and did not dare to speak. He frowned: "Where are you!"
"Report to Your Highness, the subordinates don't know much..." Tianyin stopped talking.
"explain!"
"This..." Tian Yin looked embarrassed. He subconsciously bowed to Ye Qingnan and said seriously: "I think that Your Highness of the Demon Lord still doesn't know that the news is... Hey hey... Stay at hand!"
Before he finished speaking, when he saw the meteor hammer in Ye Qingnan's hand, Tian Yin shuddered and quickly dodged.
After several days of getting along, he told him that the demon king in front of him was only in the bronze realm. He became irritable and refused to recognize his relatives. Anyone dared to hammer it!
The most hateful thing is that they dare not fight back. Although the other party's little damage cannot do anything to them, who can withstand the tricks against the vital ones!
"Then let's be honest!" Ye Qingnan glared at the other party impatiently, then put away the meteor hammer.
"Yes, yes!" Tianyin smiled embarrassedly, thought for a moment, and felt that it would be better to comfort him before saying it, so he smiled and said, "Actually it's not a big deal. Your Highness, the Demon Lord, don't care too much after hearing it..."
Ye Qingnan stared at Tianyin impatiently, his eyes narrowed into a long curve, and gritted his teeth and said, "Go to die!"
At this moment, Ye Qingnan could no longer hold it back, and the meteor hammer appeared again, beating the other party's head...
until…
"Domine! Please spare me!"
"I said I said..."
"It's just that there is a inheritance ceremony, and the mortality rate is quite high. Your Highness of the Demon Lord doesn't need to be concerned..."
"What!!!"
"The mortality rate is quite high?" Ye Qingnan suddenly stopped and felt energetic. He couldn't help confirming: "You say it again, and say more details!"
It's about life, how can you not care? Ye Qingnan felt anxious.
"this…"
"Can Your Highness the Demon Lord collect the weapons first? I dare not say that you are like this!" Tian Yin glanced at Ye Qingnan and found that the other party was ready to go. He hurriedly hugged the dog's head.
Ye Qingnan put away his weapons and said in a deep voice: "Speak quickly!"
Tianyin breathed a sigh of relief and explained: "The specific details of each throne ceremony may change, but there must be a inheritance ceremony that will not change!"
“That’s…”
Tianyin explained for a moment, finally took a few steps back, and said with a smirk: "I'm done!"
After explaining it, Ye Qingnan had figured out the specific process of the inheritance ceremony, but when he thought about it, he seemed to have noticed some information missing, and his face became subtle again: "What is the mortality rate?"
"Hehe..." Tianyin smiled embarrassedly.
"explain!"
"Not many!" Tianyin took a few steps back again, pressed his hands and smiled, "It's just... more than 300 people died!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Tianyin quickly added: "Your Highness, please rest assured. With your cultivation level, there will definitely be no problem. Maybe you can still get the opportunity!"
Ye Qingnan couldn't hear the next sentence clearly because he was in a trance, and a number seemed to be engraved into his soul and kept popping into his mind.
More than 300...
"So much!" Ye Qingnan was shocked.
According to the information he has learned so far, more than 100 people died at the "Eight Kings Banquet", which means that more than 500 people can survive until the throne ceremony!
"The mortality rate exceeded half!" Ye Qingnan calculated for a moment, and a bad feeling arose in his heart.
"Damn!"
"Why is the right eyelid jumping up!"
"Stop!" Ye Qingnan suddenly covered his eyes, and his heart hanged... The devil's eyes would pound. This is an ominous sign. Will there be a bloody disaster tomorrow?
Seeing this, Tianyin frowned and tentatively said, "Your Highness, are you okay?"
"Why go back to the bedroom to rest first?" Di Yin agreed.
"Well, you're right!" Ye Qingnan nodded and soon returned to the bedroom.
...
At this moment, on the other side, in a hidden conference hall somewhere!
It is airtight and the light is dark yellow. Only a few candles burn and the fire sways!
In the conference hall, a long table was filled with people, and it was Meng Yixiang and the Eight Kings.
At this time, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was a little dull.
Suddenly...
Bang!
One person stood up suddenly, slapped the long table angrily, and scolded: "Wang Xishang, what are you crazy? Can't you light a firearm? Do you have to light a candle!"
The speaker is Zhang Chong, the most irritable king of Zhenbei among the Eight Kings!
In his opinion, all the people here are the senior officials of the Wind Demon Realm. Now they are so sneaky, as if they are thieves, and the atmosphere is so depressing that it makes people crazy!
“Hahaha…”
"Calm, calm!" Wang Xishang pressed his hand at Zhang Chong and smiled gently: "It's important, it requires a little atmosphere!"
"Okay!" Next to the vacant main seat was Meng Yixiang, who had been silent all the time. She glanced at the kings and said in a deep voice: "The throne ceremony is about to begin. My guards are busy. If you have any questions, can't you wait for the throne ceremony to discuss it?
At this moment, she was still covering her face. Although she could not see her face, it could be seen from her cold and soul-stinging eyes that she was very angry at the moment...
"Of course not!" On the other side of the main position, the head of the Eight Kings, Feng Shenyu. He stared at Meng Yixiang and said in a deep voice: "The Demon Queen is determined to be in seclusion, everything is up to you, and we Eight Kings will cooperate with each other!"
"I have a discussion now. Could it be that His Highness, the personal guard, is he ready to leave the parliament without following the rules?" Feng Shenyu's voice started to jokingly.
"What exactly is the case when you Eight Kings convene a meeting?" Meng Yixiang's eyebrows were narrowing, her eyes became colder.
The throne ceremony is the most important and dangerous day for every demon king. She knows that Ye Qingnan’s cultivation is low, and it is not easy to get through that level, and it is even difficult to climb to the sky!
So, she sent a message yesterday, saying that she would go to find the other party to strengthen the snow spirit, but in fact she wanted to take advantage of the skill of strengthening the snow spirit and open the back door at the same time...
Unexpectedly, the parliament was suddenly held now. Judging from this situation, I am afraid I will be unable to live without it all night!
"Your Highness, your dear, don't worry!" Wang Xishang stood up and looked at Meng Yixiang with a smile on his face, with a brilliant smile on his face: "Let me say slowly..."
In the field, several kings looked at each other and nodded secretly, all of which saw the satisfaction in each other's eyes.
...
The night is getting deeper!
At this time, in the bedroom.
Ye Qingnan lay on the bed, tossing and turning, and was so panicked.
"What's going on? It's completely unreasonable!!" Ye Qingnan kept rubbing his eyes and tentatively stopped his right eyelid that had been beating, but when he let go, he would continue to be beating.
A normal person, even if his right eyelid twitches, he will just rub it twice, but now it seems that he is completely crazy and he can't stop pressing!
"Is there something wrong with my body?"
"Or the effect of the Demon King's Eye?"
"Damn it, it made me so panicked!" Ye Qingnan continued to hold his eyes down, his heart as if it was hanging in the air, and he was very nervous. He had a strong premonition that something big would happen here, and it was targeted at him!
He didn't know why he felt this way, but from the throbbing of his right eyelid, he felt a sense of uneasiness, just like... a natural warning of crisis!
"Is it really a crisis warning that the Eye of the Demon King was used?" Ye Qingnan thought to himself. The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he became. He couldn't sleep anyway, so he simply walked out of the bedroom.
At this time, the slightly thinnest Diyin was standing guard, while the slightly fat Tianyin was lying lazily on the ground and was lazy (sleeping).
"Damn it, dead pig, you're still sleeping!" Diyin found Ye Qingnan, and without saying a word, he kicked Tianyin, regardless of where he kicked it.
"Aowu..."
Tian Yin covered his crotch and woke up in his dream. He stood up and stared at Di Yin hard, trying to have an attack, but when he found Ye Qingnan staring at him, the anger on his face turned into respect in a flash.
"hehe…"
"Your Highness of the Demon Lord!"
"You haven't slept yet?"
Hearing Tianyin's greetings, Ye Qingnan twitched his mouth and gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, I haven't fallen asleep yet, you're going to sleep first!"
As he said that, Ye Qingnan glanced at the other party deeply, and his tone became a little heavier: "Since you are so tired, I think you need to suggest to His Highness the Prince of the Guard to give you more spirit stones as compensation, otherwise I will be sorry!"
"No, no, no... Your Highness misunderstood!" Tian Yin waved his hands repeatedly and took out a third-grade spirit stone in panic. It was something he had just saved up recently.
"I am not tired at all. Your Highness the Demon Lord has received the kindness!" Tian Yin handed the spirit stone to the other party with a smile on his face.
"That's it, okay!" Ye Qingnan took the other party's spirit stone, smiled with satisfaction, but was secretly shocked... He is worthy of being a traitor in the world, and you will understand with a little point!
Chapter completed!