Martial arts become gods

Chapter 326 Yan Xiao's Helplessness

"Great!" After a long time, Yan Zhilie came back to his senses and jumped up excitedly from the ground.

At this time, Mo Xian just got up from the pool, and his clothes were steamed dry immediately while his whole body was running.

"Good guy, you spent seven days this time!" Xiao En muttered dissatisfiedly, almost driving it crazy these few days.

"Seven days!" Mo Xian frowned. If he had to spend seven days, his scorching body might not be able to bear it at all.

"Tsk tsk, when did you start to be so interested in men? I'm so weak, but I've never seen you worry!" Sensing Mo Xian's worry, Xiao En smacked his tongue.

"Get lost!" Mo Xian said angrily. It's not that he didn't worry about Xiao En, but the vitality of the latter was much more tenacious than humans, so he didn't need to worry about it at all.

"Great God, have you recovered too!"

At this time, Mo Xian heard Yan Zhilie's familiar exaggerated voice, and when he turned his head, he saw Yan Zhilie running over with his nose and tears, as if he wanted to hug him.

"Stop, stay away from me, I don't want others to think that I have any bad habits!" Mo Xian waved his hands quickly, but there was a smile on his face.

"Hey, I'm not too happy!" Yan Zhilie said with a smile.

"What's there to be happy about? Your two elder brothers are very proud now!" Mo Xian said, his complexion suddenly turned three points cold.He didn't expect that the so-called three swords and six holes were so powerful.

"I think they won't be complacent soon, I hope there's still time!" Yan Zhilie said, a rather serious look appeared on his face, which changed from normal.

"Oh?" Mo Xian was taken aback, feeling confused for a moment.

"Great God, look!" Yan Zhilie was serious for no more than three seconds, and his style of painting changed immediately. While smiling playfully, his whole body's vitality began to circulate crazily.

"This..." Seeing this, Mo Xian was startled, and immediately thought that the inexplicable illness on Yan Zhilie's body had already healed.

"As you can see, now I can fully utilize my energy, all thanks to you, the Great God!" Yan Zhilie said excitedly, and then spoke out his guess.

"I see!" After listening, Mo Xian nodded clearly.

"By the way, I almost forgot!" Yan Zhilie counted the time, and immediately thought that today is the time for the sacrificial ceremony.

Naturally, he also vaguely knew that today was the time to determine the heir, and Yan Zhiyu was the best candidate.

But once Yan Zhiyu successfully becomes an adult, he will be able to assist in dealing with some matters in the Huoyan Temple.

In this case, the life of him and his mother will be even more difficult.

So, he had to do something, it was just a wish before, but now, he has the ability.

"I hope you will come again, my God, let's go!" Yan Zhilie said, and shot forward violently.

Mo Xian also followed. Although he didn't know what was going on, he could tell from Yan Zhilie's expression that it must be something serious.

Soon, they learned from the guards here that the sacrificial ceremony was going on, and a long time had passed.

"Damn it..." Yan Zhilie cursed, and immediately ran out with Mo Xian towards the sacrificial ceremony.

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And under the pressure from many aspects, Yan Xiao also had to make a compromise.

Amidst the shouts of everyone, Yan Zhiyu walked up to the high platform with a smile all over his face.

Although he behaved extremely calmly, his heart was already boiling. He had been planning for so long, and this day was finally coming, and he was finally going to get what he had coveted for a long time.

And once he takes the position of heir, then his ambition can be fully unfolded.

What 36 forces, what sympathy, are all bullshit in his heart.

There should be only one voice here, and that is Yan Zhiyu.

Just like the Ghost Palace last time, if he was in power, then everything should belong to the Huoyan Palace.

"Is this the young master of the Huoyan Palace? He really is a dragon and a phoenix among people!"

Seeing Yan Zhiyu standing on the stage with a thin smile on his face, many people praised him loudly.

Yan Xiao frowned slightly, although he tried his best to avoid this from happening, it still happened after all.

"Father, what are you waiting for? There are so many people waiting!" Seeing that his father was still hesitating, Yan Zhiyu urged in a low voice.

He has been waiting for so long, so now he is not willing to wait for a minute or a second.

"Oh!" Yan Xiao came back to his senses, took a deep breath, and said: "Thank you for your attention, the heir of my Huo Yan Temple is my son, Yan Zhi..."

His tone was a bit heavy, if the last word was spoken, then the matter would be settled.

After all, there are many things involved in changing an heir, and it is not so simple to just change.

"Hurry up, hurry up..." Yan Zhiyu was also extremely anxious, even though it was only the last moment, he still kept urging in his heart.

But there is God who likes to joke so much, although there is only one word, maybe Yan Xiao will never have the chance to say it again.

Dangran was not Yan Xiao's sudden death, but another voice suddenly sounded in the venue, "Wait a minute, I think I am also qualified to fight for the position of heir!"

Hearing this slightly harsh voice, everyone turned their heads in astonishment, and then saw two figures bursting towards them, one of them was Yan Zhilie.

"This trash, what are you doing here now, isn't it self-inflicted humiliation?"

There was a disdainful murmur in the crowd, after all, Yan Zhilie's strange disease was not a secret, and it was impossible for him to become the heir.

"They... are not dead?"

But some people who knew the inside story were taken aback. After all, almost no one could survive after being hit by three knives and six holes.

Yan Zhiyu was a little stunned for a while, he really didn't understand, even if Yan Zhilie didn't die, he shouldn't be so stupid as to humiliate himself at this time.

"Yan Zhilie, what occasion is it now, don't mess around, hurry down!" After recovering, some elders of the Huoyan Temple immediately scolded.

"Elders, I am not fooling around, but I am qualified to compete for the position of heir." Yan Zhilie said neither humble nor overbearing.

"Hmph, everyone knows what happened to you, don't let people see it as a joke, if you don't go down, don't blame us for taking some measures." The elders said quite sternly.

"Oh, these people are really powerful!" Mo Xian couldn't help sneering in his heart. If Yan Zhilie was the one standing on the stage if he changed his position today, I'm afraid these so-called elders would never say such a thing.

"Hmph, my son of Yan Xiao, it's not your turn to gossip, Zhi Lie, if you have anything to say, just say it!" Yan Xiaodang even let out a cold snort, although he knew in his heart that Yan Zhi Lie didn't want to talk about it at all. It is impossible to become the heir, but the latter dare to stand up at this time, it has already explained the problem.

(End of this chapter)