V3.Chapter 17

Seeing that Huangfu xiutai died under the chaotic blade of Sichuan people, Nie Zhen, who was hiding in the dark, came out slowly. He separated the crowd, came to Xiao Xuan, arched his hand and said, "I'm late to help, which frightened his Highness the king of Sichuan!"

Xiao Xuan didn't like Nie Zhen at all, but now he's closer to him than his relatives. He pushes aside the bodyguards around him and walks quickly to Nie Zhen. He trembles with emotion: "if elder Nie hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid he'd be... Poisoned by the Huangfu old thief this time..."

Even though the emperor and the emperor were scared when they were wielding their swords on the stage, they thought that they were afraid of him now.

"I'm relieved to see that his Highness the king of Sichuan is all right." Nie Zhen bows again.

Of course, he didn't just come, but had been there for a while, waiting for the last attack from Huangfu show platform.

Now that he got rid of the rival Huangfu xiutai and successfully saved Xiao Xuan, when the elders elected him to be the holy king, Xiao Xuan naturally could not stand up and oppose it. It can be said that he killed two birds with one stone.

Seeing that the scene of Chuanying was too chaotic, Xiao Xuan looked frightened again. Nie Zhen said wisely: "Your Highness the king of Sichuan has just been frightened. You'd better have a rest earlier. I'll leave first!"

The elder said, "it's not time for you to save your life. It's really time for you to nod your head."

"Hey, your Highness the king of Sichuan is serious. It's really unfortunate for our Shenchi to have such a scum! However, Huangfu xiutai is from our Shenchi after all. I hope your Highness the king of Sichuan can hand over his body to Shenchi."

Nie Zhen assumed an awe inspiring attitude of righteousness. When he spoke, he also had a lot of family style.

All the people in Huangfu xiutai died. Of course, Xiao Xuan didn't want to vent his anger on his body. He nodded repeatedly and said, "it's natural. The orphan Association sent someone to send Huangfu xiutai's body to the Presbyterian Hospital!"

"Thank you, your highness King Chuan!" Nie Zhen arched his hands, then turned and left. Xiao Xuan personally sent him out of the camp, and the Sichuan generals present also accompanied him one after another, which can be regarded as giving him enough face.

Watching Nie Zhen go far, when Xiao Xuan and others went back, LV you said: "king, first the Oriental elder was killed, and now Huangfu xiutai died again. Nie Zhen is the only elder left in Shenchi. I'm afraid he must be the holy king of Shenchi!"

Xiao Xuan nodded and youyou said, "how much trouble has the throne of the holy king caused... Although Nie Changlao is repeated, he can still distinguish right from wrong at the critical moment. It is not unacceptable for him to be the holy king."

He was also full of helplessness when he said so. Now, except Nie Zhen, no one in the holy pool is qualified to be the holy king.

Besides, Nie Zhen didn't go back to his home after he left Chuanying, but went straight to Fengying. He had to share the good news of Huangfu xiutai's death with Tang Yin at the first time.

In his opinion, he is now the holy king of Shenchi. Tang Yin has made great contributions to get the throne of holy king. He should also thank Tang Yin.

In the account of the Chinese army in the wind camp, Nie Zhen saw Tang Yin. He couldn't wait to say, "Your Highness, Huangfu xiutai has just died in the Sichuan camp!"

Tang Yin was well informed. Nie Zhen had heard about it before he arrived at the Fengying camp, and this was what he expected. When Huangfu xiutai left, he asserted that he could not come back alive.

However, on the surface, he still pretended to be surprised. He looked up and smiled and said: "Dongfang yehuai and Huangfu xiutai are dead now. No one can compete with Nie Changlao for the position of holy king, and Nie Changlao will inevitably become the new generation of holy king of Shenchi!"

After a while, he suddenly remembered something and said with a smile: "the king should no longer be called elder Nie, but should be renamed the holy king!"

Nie zhenle couldn't close his mouth and was elated, but on the surface, he waved his hand seriously, shook his head and said, "Oh, your highness King Feng can kill me. After all, I'm not the holy king. Your highness still calls me an elder!"

"But then again, I really have to thank his highness Feng for his great help this time. Without his highness Feng's help, I wouldn't have easily eradicated the two heartfelt problems of Dongfang yehuai and Huangfu xiutai."

"You help me, I help you. In the future, the wind country and Shenchi should be more close and help each other!" Tang Yin said with a smile.

"This is nature!" Nie Zhen patted his chest and said, "Your Highness King Feng, don't worry. After I become the holy king, as long as your highness needs something, I will go all out to share your worries and solve problems for your highness!"

Tang Yin laughed on his back, waved to the left and right and said, "serve wine and vegetables. Today is a happy day. I want to have a good drink with elder Nie!"

Nie Zhen didn't delay either. He bowed to Tang Yin and then sat down. The wind camp seems to have been prepared. The wine and dishes are fast. After a while, the table is full of good wine and delicacies.

Tang Yin took the lead in holding the wine cup and said, "I wish Nie Changlao a cup first, even if I wish him to become the new holy king of Shenchi in advance."

Nie Zhen hurriedly picked up the wine glass and said, "please, your Highness the wind king!"

"Nie Changlao, please!"

The two drank up the wine in the cup. At this time, Qin he came in excitedly from the outside. First, he bowed to Tang Yin and then asked Nie Zhen with surprise and joy: "master, it's true that Huangfu xiutai has also died?"

Seeing Qin he, the smile on Nie Zhen's face was stronger. It can be said that the whole thing was planned by Qin he. In terms of credit, it was him except Tang Yin. Nie Zhen pretended to be calm, nodded and said, "it's true."

Qin he said with a smile: "Congratulations, master, master, this time master's great career has been completed!"

Nie Zhen nodded with a smile, waved his hand to the position next to him and said, "he'er, come and sit down." As he spoke, he looked at Tang Yin again and asked, "would your highness mind letting my apprentice accompany you?"

Tang Yin said, "elder Nie's master is not an outsider. How can I mind?"

Nie Zhen nodded rather usefully. He is about to become the holy king. It seems that his position is not better than before in the eyes of his Highness the wind king.

Qin he suddenly remembered something and said in a low voice, "master, where do you still have some good wine? Can you bring it up now to help the master and his highness King Feng?"

Knowing that his apprentice always likes the things in the cup, his hidden wine is usually very precious, and he is easily unwilling to take it out. Nie Zhen said to Tang Yin, "Your Highness Feng Wang, he'er has always studied fine wine. I wonder if your highness would like to taste one or two?"

Tang Yin said with a smile, "since Mr. Qin has good wine, just take it."

"Yes!" Qin he promised and walked out happily. After a short time, he came back from the outside and brought two pots of wine at the same time. First, he went to Tang Yin, put one of the pots on Tang Yin's table and said respectfully, "this wine is a treasure of villains. Please try it, your Highness the wind king." As he spoke, he looked at Tang Yin's eyes and nodded his head without leaving a trace. Then he went back to Nie Zhen, put the wine pot on his table and said with a smile: "please, master!"

Nie Zhen picked up the jug and poured a glass of wine, but in an instant, the smell of wine came to his nostrils. Don't drink. Just smell it, Nie Zhen couldn't help but sigh: "it's really good wine!"

Tang Yin was also happy and said, "if you know that Lingtu still has such good wine, the king should have a meal with him earlier."

Nie Zhen laughed, picked up his glass and said to Tang Yin, "my Lord, please!"

"Please!" The two of them greeted each other in an empty space, and then drank up the wine in the glass. When the wine is imported, it is spicy and sweet, and sweet and fragrant. Even Nie Zhen, who doesn't like drinking very much at ordinary times, can't help but marvel. He even laments that the wine is delicious and unusual.

As soon as he put down his glass, Qin he picked up the glass again and said, "disciple, respect the master. The holy king is no longer the master. In the future, the master will be the new holy king of the divine pool. Our martial brothers can be regarded as coming out of it."

Nie Zhen was so happy that he immediately filled another glass of wine, touched the glass with Qin he and drank the wine again.

This time he didn't even have time to put down the cup. Tang Yin took up the glass and said, "let's have another drink together. There will be many things in the future. I can't help but trouble Nie Changlao and Mr. Qin!"

"Ha ha - the wind king is polite, dry!" Nie Zhen did not refuse anyone who came. If others respected him, he drank it. One cup on the left and one cup on the right. It didn't take long for him to drink the whole pot of wine.

Looking at Nie Zhen again at this time, it was obvious that his eyes had begun to be lax, his eyelids were heavy, and he hung down from time to time. His body sitting on the mat swayed left and right, as if he couldn't even sit stably.

He could also feel the whirling of the sky and the earth. Everything he looked at was a double shadow. His body seemed to no longer belong to him, especially his mind, which was swollen and numb, and dizzy badly.

His drinking capacity is not necessarily very good, but he will never get drunk after drinking a pot of wine. His tongue straightened and said indistinctly: "this wine... This wine has great stamina..."

Tang Yin, sitting in the middle, nodded with a smile and said slowly, "Nie Changlao doesn't know. This wine is actually prepared for Huangfu xiutai. Unfortunately, things are changeable. No matter how well planned, it hasn't changed quickly. I didn't expect Huangfu xiutai to die in the Sichuan camp. These wines can only be presented to Nie Changlao."

Nie Zhen's reaction at this time also became extremely slow. He didn't feel the murderous spirit shown by Tang Yin at all. He shook his head and said, "Your Highness, what are you talking about that dead ghost when you are happy? Huangfu xiutai doesn't know the greatness of heaven and earth, and dares to covet the throne of the holy king. In the end, didn't he die in my hand? Ha ha -"

"Yes!" Tang Yin nodded and said, "elder Huangfu is not the only one who covets the throne of the holy king!"

"Oh?" Nie Zhen stared round, but his body leaned aside and asked, "is there anyone else who wants to be the holy king? Who is it?"

"Far away, near." Tang Yin said with a smile.

Nie Zhen was stunned, then shook his hand and lit Tang Yin, laughing.