Chapter 471

Let senior sister restore her surname, and let the Ye clan gain freedom.

It sounds like two requirements, but it is not contradictory. Xinyan herself is a member of the Ye clan.

After Lin Yun finished speaking, the scene was silent.

Obviously, no one expected that Lin Yun's request would be so simple. Under normal circumstances, you must think about your own interests and strive for the greatest resources for yourself when possible.

Even many people did not know the grievance ten years ago, and there was a strange look in their eyes.

"This request seems too simple, are you sure you won't change it?"

The holy envoy's loud voice came out, echoing in all directions, Lin Yun said solemnly: "No change."

"Okay, His Majesty King Qin, you should know how to do it, right?"

The envoy's words made countless eyes on the scene, and they all fell on King Qin, wanting to see how others responded.

After all, ten years ago, he felt that Xinyan's father's merit was high, and he marked the entire Ye clan as a traitor. The Xinjue brothers and sisters, although under the protection of the sword pavilion, were not reduced to slavery. But the rest of the Ye clan are now slaves in the frontier, living an extremely miserable life.

Brother Xin Jue, participating in the Dragon Gate Competition is to restore the freedom of the Ye family.

Now that it has been passed down to Lin Yun, it is natural that he cannot support it.

Just to take back what he said ten years ago, no doubt it was him who slapped himself in the face. Ordinary people are so embarrassed, they have to endure it.

But for the king of a country, such a slap in the face will wipe out his prestige.

King Qin's face was gloomy, his cheeks trembled slightly, and deep in his heart, he seemed to be very stuck and it was difficult to make a decision.

After a while, he closed his eyes and seemed to be many years old, and said solemnly: "After today, the Ye clan will all be freed and will no longer be slaves. Please rest assured, this king will never regret it. "

Did you agree?

Xin Yan's cold and glamorous face was slightly silky, looking at the figure of the youth in green clothes in front of her, she burst into laughter again.

This young man, who took the top spot in the Dragon Gate Competition today, has attracted much attention and admiration. In the future, he will definitely walk out of Daqin and make a name for himself in the ancient South China region. ,

And, he really did.

Fighting out from the road of hell, defeating all the opponents, he came to Daqin, and rescued all the clan members of the Ye clan.

Including her surname, the thorn in her heart that kept her awake at night was finally pulled out completely.

The smile on the sister's face was filled with joy that she had never had before. "It's best not to go back on it, otherwise, it means that I have lost my credibility. You know the consequences. As for the rewards of the Dragon Gate Competition, it will be sent to you three days later. This year's Dragon Gate Competition, since then The curtain officially ended, Young Master Feiyu died unexpectedly, and the place was vacant, no more

trap. "

The sage's indifferent voice contained a faint threat, which made King Qin's face look extremely ugly.

It also makes others feel a little sorry.

I thought that Qin Yu's death would free up a place, but who knew it would not count.

In the next three years, the Great Qin Empire will only have the title of Seventh Young Master.

When the sage's voice fell, King Qin's face was gloomy, and he took people away without even saying the end of the declaration.

Obviously, this result is unacceptable to him.

Longmen Grand Competition, what he wants to see is Qin Yu ascending to the top of the list, to see him dazzling in the eyes of all the people.

But now, Qin Yu not only failed to get the top spot, but also died in front of him himself.

The anger in his heart is beyond words.

What is even more uncomfortable is that this anger is suppressed by the holy envoy, and it has not been able to vent. Let him swear by himself, slap himself in the face, and make all those who were rebellious in those days special and innocent.

When he was about to pass by Princess Fenghua's side, Fenghua looked ahead and didn't look at him.

King Qin was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "You, like your mother, can't forgive me after all..."

It was just this smile that made his face that was not angry and mighty, seemed to be many years older.

Everyone looked at the back of King Qin leaving, and looked very lonely.

Hunyuanzong, Xuantianzong, and Yunxiaojian Pavilion went up and down without any lingering. Almost at the moment when King Qin left, they immediately left.

It's just that most of the pedestrians gave Lin Yun a deep look before leaving.

With complicated expressions in their eyes, it is estimated that this group of people would never have dreamed of it before the competition. The real leader will be this Jiange youth.

Those who had a good relationship with Lin Yun naturally came forward to congratulate him, and even excitedly embraced him.

Thinking of his last battle, a shocking turnaround and a strong counterattack, I don't know how many people cried.

Looking at the crowd crowded with congratulations and envy, Lin Yun's expression was very calm. Seeing the strength of several Tianshen powerhouses made him extremely shocked in the depths of his heart.

The kind of arrogance and arrogance that rebuked Fang Qiu was really impressive.

If I read correctly, Qin Yu's talent is only ranked in the top five among Hua Yunxu's apprentices.

At least, the young man beside him was far more terrifying than Qin Yu's talent. At a young age, only eighteen or nineteen years old, he has reached a realm that many people in Daqin can't even dream of.

"Congratulations to Burial Playboy for winning the top spot, we will get together when there is time in the future."

Si Xue led the people from Devil Moon Villa and came to pay their respects.

Although it was defeated by Lin Yun, he looked at it more openly and did not complain much.

"Is your martial soul alright?"

The other party treated each other with courtesy, and Lin Yun naturally responded with greetings.

Si Xueyi smiled lightly, shook the folding fan and said softly: "It should be fine to cultivate for a few days, the visionary martial spirit is stronger than you think, otherwise I would not activate it rashly."

"Before the burial of Playboy, one person and one sword stopped the wedding team of the eldest prince. Now that he has won the top spot, he only smiled for the beauty. Miss Xinyan is really enviable."

Young Master Shuiyue's eyebrows turned, and his eyes fell on Xinyan, which meant something.

There was a rare shy look on Xinyan's face, and she was embarrassed to answer.

Everyone in the High Heaven Sword Pavilion also showed a knowing smile and was happy to see it.

Lin Yun smiled shyly, but did not speak.

It's just that his eyes fell on the distant Princess Fenghua, and he was a little lost. The other party had clearly broken with King Qin in the previous turmoil.

But now the big competition ended, but after all, there was no congratulations to her.

After the crowd dispersed, Xinyan said, "Lin Yun, I want to bury Jianlin and see my eldest brother."

"Well, I'll go with you, Master Thirteen, you can follow us all the way."

Master Thirteen stroked his beard, smiled slightly, and then said, "You two go first, I'll be there later."

Lin Yun nodded, and after giving the Thirteenth Master and Jian Xuanhe a salute each, he carried Xinyan with a blood dragon and horse and rushed to the Sword Burial Forest.

At this moment, in the Xianyun Building.

It is also very lively. With the end of the big competition, those who made bets on the day will naturally come to take away the winning bets.

Li Wuyou was also in the crowd, but unfortunately, he didn't win too many.

Including the vast majority of other people, they all miscalculated, and they did not calculate such a dark horse as Lin Yun.

Except for one person, at the moment, the most lively discussion in the hall is Young Master Liu Shang.

As if he was a prophet, he bet on the leader Lin Yun, a third-grade Lingyu, one to eleven, and some of the bosses behind the Xianyun Tower lost.

I don't know how many people, and sighed, if they had followed Young Master Liu Shang.

Just bet 10,000 Lingyu, and it will directly become 100,000 Lingyu.

Come to think of it, crazy indeed.

It's a pity that there is no such thing in this world. The only person who dares to bet on the leader of Lin Yun's leaderboard is Liu Xun.

At this moment, on the third floor of Xianyun Tower, Liu Xun was drinking alone, and it seemed that the third floor was covered by him.

He was alone in the emptiness, he drank his own drink, and looked out the window from time to time to see who was waiting for him.

"I made a lot of money. I heard that you bet on the top of Lin Yun's list, a third-grade Lingyu."

I don't know when, there is one more person on the opposite side, and if there are outsiders here, they will be shocked.

The person who came was none other than the current Princess Fenghua of Daqin.

Liu Shan smiled lightly, put down the wine glass, and said softly: "The one who should be happy should be you. If you hadn't asked me to hand over the entire Dragon Tiger Fist to him. How could he, who has multiple exercises, walks to Now this step."

There is no doubt that in the battle to win the top spot, Longhuquan developed a lot of relationships.

Without the full version of Dragon Tiger Fist, Lin Yun would have risen so fast in the High Heaven Sword Pavilion. But all of this is also related to Lin Yun's own talent and hard work.

If the talent is not enough, given the Dragon Tiger Fist, I am afraid that I will not be able to understand anything.

"maybe."

Princess Fenghua neither denied nor affirmed, which made Liu Shang's doubts deeper.

"Half a month later, I will still be on the throne. When the time comes, you can come. If someone who is not related comes, stop him for me."

Princess Fenghua held a wine glass and said in a deep voice.

At this moment, she gave the impression that she was clearly in front of her, but she was outside the world, arrogant and indifferent.

"Is Lin Yun an irrelevant person?"

"Calculate."

The wine glass fell heavily, Princess Fenghua under the veil, softly spit out two words. The voice fell, and he floated away again.