Chapter 4205: : Because he...not worthy!

If it had been quiet just now, then it is completely dead now!

Wan Yanghao's words are like thunder in the spring, shocking everyone!

Wan Yanghao targets Ye Wuque?

Is it because of those two poems?

The discerning person thought of this in an instant.

The three of Mu Daoqi who had already rushed there also changed their complexions at this moment. They looked at Wan Yanghao, their eyes flickering.

"Is this guy also targeting the boss?"

Candle Bear whispered angrily.

"The boss's two poems are too amazing, and they praise the An sisters. They all say that Wan Yanghao is interesting to An Qingqian. This is naked envy, jealousy and hatred."

Huang Biluo's words are concise and concise.

Everyone's eyes were subconsciously focused on Ye Wuque on the crowned chariot!

Wan Yanghao!

This is not a general Jiumai disciple, but one of the six quasi-spiritual disciples in the Ancient League. It can be said that the entire Ancient League stands out among the countless disciples, standing at an extremely high level.

Even after Ye Wuque's coronation today, his status and identity are no more than the same as Wan Yanghao's, and both are quasi-spiritual sons.

And now that the coronation ceremony has not yet begun, Wan Yanghao is here to target Ye Wuque?

Among the crowd, An Qingqian frowned slightly at the moment!

She looked at Wan Yanghao and seemed to think that Wan Yanghao's move was very strange.

Although An Shuying's pretty face was calm, her sight at the moment was also concentrated on Ye Wuque, who was crowned Saint Chariot.

On the crowning chariot, Ye Wuque sat quietly, his expression calm.

Wan Yanghao's sudden verbal targeting didn't seem to make Ye Wuque show any emotions, and those bright eyes were filled with depth.

However, everyone was looking forward to what Ye Wuque's response would be when facing Wan Yanghao's seemingly provocative words!

But at this moment...

"Hahahahaha!"

A laugh suddenly sounded, it was from Wan Yanghao, and then he spoke again: "In my heart, an excellent man has a full score of 10, and in my original assumption, Junior Brother Ye must be a man with a full score! After seeing it with my own eyes, I found that I was wrong."

"Even if it is very good, it can't be regarded as the literary style of Junior Brother Ye. It is stunning and chic, twelve points! No! It should be fifteen points!"

"Junior Brother Ye, you are so much better than I imagined. It's really a'name doesn't match the real'..."

Wan Yanghao's laughter contained a hint of ridicule and narrowing, and as his words fell, the countless Jiumai disciples were a little confused!

And the original coronation sacred place with a stagnant atmosphere and rattling sword suddenly became normal again at this moment, as if it was just a false alarm.

what's the situation?

Isn't Wan Yanghao targeting Ye Wuque on purpose?

In the end, how come he is boasting Ye Wuwei?

Many disciples haven't recovered yet!

But some disciples with a keen mind are already scolding their mothers!

Nima's!

Can't you speak without panting, half talking and half talking, it's too much!

This is clearly the first to suppress!

It's here to praise Ye Wuque specifically, and it's not a hatred!

And here in An Qingqian, the slightly frowning eyebrows calmed down gently at this moment, and a faint sense of speechlessness flashed through the watery eyes.

"Senior Brother Wan or Brother Wan..."

An Shuying smiled faintly, not surprisingly.

On the Coronation Chariot.

The calm Ye Wuque's bright eyes were deep and undiminished. He looked at Wan Yanghao, and his faint voice resounded at this moment.

"Senior Brother Wan is absurd."

"Hahahaha! Today, Junior Brother Ye is the protagonist, so I won't interrupt anymore, just make a joke, enliven the atmosphere, and wait for the show by the way."

Wan Yanghao laughed again and sat down again.

The other five quasi-lings, quasi-lings, didn't seem to be surprised by Wan Yanghao's behavior, as if they had known his personality a long time ago.

However, there were two undisguised sneers on their faces, as if they were not dealing with Wan Yanghao.

At the forefront among the countless disciples, all day long, with a pair of eyes, first glanced at Wan Yanghao, then at Ye Wuque, and finally at An Qingqian, and then lightly opened his right hand, and the jade foam inside it was spilled. under.

Only the muttering that I can hear all day long slowly sounded!

"Qing Qian, today I will be crowned the quasi-spirited child!"

"I will stand in front of you with all my brilliance..."

"I will let you know that it is not Wan Yanghao who is truly qualified to be your beloved, and it is not Ye Wuque's maggot-like thing, but I am the only one who lives all day long!"

"Only I'm worthy..."

Hum! !

The mighty breath came suddenly, and it shocked the audience in an instant. It was from the second seat Amano.

"The hour has come, and this seat announces that Profound Vein disciple Ye Wuque will crown the ‘quasi-spirit child’ ceremony, and now it begins..."

After the full-bodied voice of the second seat Amano resounded, I saw the center of the Coronation Holy Land where Ye Wuque was located. At this moment, there was a sudden burst of brilliant light!

Rumble!

Immediately, the sky and the earth shook, and an ancient altar slowly rose up, appeared right in front of Ye Wuque and the Coronation Chariot, and finally rose to a great height.

The altar is old and mottled, full of a breath of time, and the steps leading to the altar are also old and mottled, which makes people feel a kind of leisurely meaning.

The expressions of everyone in the Coronation Holy Land at this moment became solemn, and their eyes were full of awe at the altar.

"Please light the coronation flame!"

Second seat Amano solemnly spoke to the first seat of the purple sun.

Zi Ri's first seat slowly nodded, but he didn't see any movement, only a little spark suddenly flew out and fell to the top of the altar.

Coronation torch!

This is the sacred flame that only the first nine members of the Ancient League are qualified to ignite. Every disciple of the Ancient League who is crowned as a quasi-spirited child, if there is no first one to personally ignite the sacred flame, it is not righteous and unconvincing.

Therefore, this is one of the reasons why there will be a first person in the coronation ceremony.

Wow! !

When the spark fell, it turned into a raging flame, and a huge fire cloud suddenly formed on the top of the entire altar, burning ten directions.

"The holy flame is burning!"

"The ladder is now!"

The ladder leading to the top of the altar suddenly burst into glory!

"Xuanmai disciple Ye Wuque..."

"Step on the ladder!"

"After you receive the baptism of the Holy Fire, you will be officially crowned as the'quasi-spirit child'!"

After the voice of the second seat Amano fell, Ye Wuque, who had been sitting quietly on the crowning chariot, finally stood up slowly, stepped off the chariot and stood in front of the ladder.

At the top of the altar, the holy flame is burning!

After Ye Wuque glanced in the distance, he immediately stepped out and walked up the ladder without any hurries, with a kind of dignity of Yuan Yue.

There are ninety-nine steps in the ladder, and when Ye Wuque crossed the ninety-ninth step, he finally stood in front of the holy fire.

The sacred flame burns, and a terrible high temperature is coming!

"Bath the torch!"

"Crown the quasi-spirit!"

The second seat of Amano shook for nine days.

Ye Wuque's complexion was calm, but just when he was about to step into the holy fire...

"Wait!!"

A burst of shouts resounded like thunder, echoing throughout the holy place of coronation.

Everyone immediately looked over, and immediately saw a figure carrying a wine gourd, full of alcohol, and swaying out. It was the wine mad guest Tai Zhaoyin.

"Tai Zhaoyin, what's the matter with you?"

Ciza Amano spoke calmly.

Tai Zhaoyin looked at Ye Wuque on the altar from afar, and a joking expression slowly poured out on his face: "Returning to Amano, I think Ye Wuque should not be crowned the quasi-spirited son!"

"Because he...not worthy!"

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