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"Do you know what the election is about?"

"What was the election? Naturally, it's a competition of martial arts. "

"Martial Arts Competition?" Meng Yang frowned, "Could it be that they don't know who's stronger in Immortal Realm? Why did they still need to choose based on a martial arts competition? Isn't this superfluous? "

To put it bluntly, this general election is just a pretense. As for the general chosen, he or she does not have much authority, so the true combat power of the higher ups of Immortal Realm will not participate in this election.

After Xiang Wenkuo said this, he became even more suspicious, "Then what is the meaning of this general election?"

"Hehehehe," Xiang Wenkuo laughed as he shook his head, "There are some things that only you can understand but you can't tell me. I believe you already have the answer in your heart, why are you asking this question already?"

"Alright, I understand."

"Hur Hur Hur Hur, since you know about it, that's good."

"Brother, why don't you continue talking here? I'll go see Little Ling and Xia He."

"Mm, go ahead."

With Meng Yang's permission, Mun Xirou also entered the System Space.

"It's the power of space again?!" Xiang Wenkuo exclaimed once again, "I really didn't expect this. Meng Yang, you have really given me too many surprises."

"Like I said, that isn't the power of space."

"Heh heh, I naturally understand. Alright, what else do you want to ask?"

"I would like to ask where the front lines of the war between the two realms will be."

"Hmm? "What do you mean?"

"Don't you know what I mean? Since you said that this Large Competition was just for show, then the higher ups of the Immortal Realm would probably not allow these people to enter the front lines. "

"You want to go to the front?"

"That's right. If we don't enter the front lines, how can we say that we participated in this war?"

"Hehehehe, Meng Yang, I admit that your strength is indeed very strong in the Cultivation Realm. I dare say that anyone with Cultivation Realm that is on par with yours can lose with just one hand, but if you want to go to the front of the battlefield, it would be too forced. With your current strength, going to the front of the battlefield would not even be considered as being cannon fodder."

"I am very clear about my own strength, so you don't have to worry about my safety. Besides, isn't there still ten years? It's enough for me. "

"Hehehehe, alright. Since you insist, I will not stop you. However, I do not know where the front lines are."

"You don't know either?"

"Everywhere before the outbreak of war was a frontal battlefield."

"Hehe, I didn't get anything useful from your mouth. Now, I'm starting to doubt your attitude towards this negotiation."

"I've already said it before, there are some things that cannot be said openly."

"Hehe, since that's the case, fine then, let's end this negotiation!"

"Ai ai ai ai, young man, don't be so impatient. I have already said all that can be said. As for how you think about it, that is your problem."

"Heh heh, he really is an old fox."

"Same here."

"I've already gotten what I want here. If there's nothing else, then I'll be leaving first."

"Hur hur, please."

Meng Yang smiled faintly as he entered the System Space. Looking at the spot where Meng Yang disappeared from, Xiang Wenkuo's eyes revealed a little complex.

"Patriarch, are we going to let him off just like that?"

"Humph!" Let him go? Of course not. "

"Then why did the Patriarch …"

"I am only doing this to preserve my strength, to deal with Meng Yang, we do not need to personally take action, didn't he want to go to the front lines? "At that time, I will let him go. He is just an ant on the battlefield in front of us, he definitely won't be able to return alive from the battlefield in the first place."

"Patriarch is wise."

The moment Meng Yang entered the System Space, he saw Xia He bathing in a large bathtub, Little Ling and Mun Xirou were also by the side.

Ah!" The instant Meng Yang entered, Xia He saw it. He let out an extremely high decibel shriek before splashing water onto Meng Yang's face, "Young Master! Y-you, why are you here? Y-you, quickly turn around!

"Uh … …" Meng Yang knew that he had entered at the wrong time, and quickly turned around.

"Brother, why did you come in? Aren't you negotiating? "

"Oh, I've finished talking."

"Finished?" Little Ling looked at Meng Yang meaningfully, "Master, you clearly knew that we were here, why did you come in?"

"How did I know Xia He would bathe here? You didn't tell me before either. "

"Humph!" When I came in, didn't you tell Master that I was going to take Xia He to wash up? Master dares to say that you didn't hear it? "

"About this... I did hear it back then, but I also didn't think that Xia He would directly bathe here. "

"Humph!" It seems to me that Master did it on purpose. "

"No, I swear to God, I didn't do it on purpose."

"Tch!" Master has already seen it, do you think we will believe it if we say it now? "

"This …"

Meng Yang also didn't know how to reply to that. Fortunately, he stood there and didn't say anything else.

"Young, young master, it's done. You can turn around now."

Meng Yang turned around, and saw that Xia He was wearing a purple dress with wet hair. This was the first time Meng Yang had seen him dressed like this, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Young, young master, what, what are you looking at?"

"Ah?" "Oh, it's nothing, cough, it's nothing."

"Tch!" Little Ling rolled his eyes at Meng Yang.

"Um, Xia He, I really didn't do it on purpose. Sorry."

Xia He shook his head lightly, "Young master, you don't need to explain yourself. It's alright, I know young master did this on purpose.

"Uh, no, Xia He, how can you not believe me? I really didn't do it on purpose.

"I really want to believe you as well, but this explanation is really too hard to believe."

"What I said was the truth."

"Young master, there's really no need for you to explain yourself. If you're seen naked, then so be it. I don't mind since you're the one looking anyway."

"I …" Meng Yang's face turned bitter, he silently walked to Little Ling's bedside and sat down.

Mun Xirou and Little Ling were both a little suspicious, so Mun Xirou took the initiative to sit beside Meng Yang. "Brother, what's wrong? Didn't Xia He not blame you? Why are you still like this? "

"Sigh ~ ~" Meng Yang shook his head and sighed, "I'm not depressed because of this. What Xia He said just now, I didn't mind if I saw it, but I didn't see anything just now.

"Bang!" "Aiya!" A piece of soap was thrown onto Meng Yang's face, causing his face to flush red as he looked at Meng Yang, "Young Noble, you bastard!"