Seeing Huangfu's death on the runway at the hands of the Sichuan people, Nie Zhen, who was hiding in the dark, walked out slowly. He separated from the crowd, came to Xiao Xuan, raised his hands and said, "I'm late to save you, let Sichuan."

His Royal Highness is frightened!"

Xiao Xuan had no good impression of Nie Zhen at first, but now that he saw him, he felt closer than meeting his relatives. He pushed aside the guards around him, walked quickly towards Nie Zhen, and said in a trembling voice: "If Elder Nie hadn't arrived in time,

I am afraid that this time I will...suffer from the murderous hands of this old thief Huangfu..."

Even though Huangfu Xiutai was dead, Xiao Xuan felt frightened just thinking about it now. When Huangfu Xiutai rushed toward him with his sword, it was more than terrifying and terrifying.

"I feel relieved to see His Royal Highness Prince Sichuan is fine." Nie Zhen bowed his hand again and saluted.

Of course, he didn't just arrive, but he had been there for a while and was waiting for the final blow from Huangfu's show stage.

Now he has gotten rid of Huangfu Xiutai's competitor and successfully rescued Xiao Xuan. When the elders elect him to be the Holy King in the future, Xiao Xuan will naturally not be able to stand up and oppose it. It can be said that it is an act that kills two birds with one stone.

Seeing that the scene in Sichuan Camp was too chaotic, and Xiao Xuan looked frightened again, Nie Zhen said wisely: "His Royal Highness, Prince of Sichuan, has just been frightened. It's better to rest early. I'll take my leave first!"

Looking around, it was a mess. Now was indeed not the time to save someone. Xiao Xuan nodded and said seriously: "Elder Nie's life-saving grace will be unforgettable. I will thank him deeply in the future."

"Hey, His Highness the King of Sichuan is serious. The appearance of such a scum is really a misfortune for our Shenchi! However, Huangfu Xiutai belongs to our Shenchi after all. I hope His Highness the Sichuan King can hand over his body to the Shenchi for disposal.

"

Nie Zhen put on an upright and awe-inspiring posture, and when he spoke, he seemed to have some common demeanor.

Everyone in Huangfu Xiutai was dead. Of course, Xiao Xuan didn't want to take out his anger on his body anymore. He nodded repeatedly and said, "This is natural. The Guhui will send someone to send Huangfu Xiutai's body to the Elder's House!"

"I would like to thank His Highness the King of Sichuan!" Nie Zhen bowed his hand, then turned and left. Xiao Xuan personally escorted him out of the camp, and the Sichuan generals present also accompanied him, which was a great honor to him.

Watching Nie Zhen go away, when Xiao Xuan and others walked back, Lu You said: "Your Majesty, first Elder Dongfang was killed, and now Huangfu Xiutai died again. Nie Zhen is the only elder left in Shenchi.

I’m afraid the position of Holy King belongs to him!”

Xiao Xuan nodded and said quietly: "How much trouble has been caused by the throne of this Holy King...Although Elder Nie is a repetitive person, he can still distinguish right from wrong at critical moments. It is not unacceptable for him to be the Holy King."

He was full of helplessness when he said this. Apart from Nie Zhen, no one in Shenchi is qualified to be the Holy King.

Let's talk about Nie Zhen, he did not go back to his home after leaving Sichuan Camp, but went straight to Fengying. He had to share the good news of Huangfu Xiutai's death with Tang Yin immediately.

In his opinion, he is now the Holy King of the Divine Pond, and Tang Yin is indispensable for obtaining the position of Holy King. He should also thank Tang Yin.

When Nie Zhen saw Tang Yin in the central military tent of Feng Camp, he couldn't wait to say: "His Royal Highness Feng Wang, Huangfu Xiutai just died in Sichuan Camp!"

Tang Yin was very well-informed. He had already heard about this matter before Nie Zhen arrived at Fengying, and this was what he expected. When Huangfu Xiutai left, he asserted that he would never be alive again.

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However, on the surface he still pretended to be surprised. He looked up and smiled and said: "Dongfang Yehuai and Huangfu Xiutai are both dead now. No one can compete with Elder Nie for the position of Holy King. Elder Nie will also inevitably

Will become the new generation of Holy King of the Divine Pond!"

After a pause, he suddenly remembered something, and said with a smile: "I should no longer be called Elder Nie now, but should be called Holy King!"

Nie Zhen was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth and his heart was elated, but on the surface he still waved his hands in a serious manner, shook his head and said: "Oh, His Highness the Wind King can kill me. I am not a Holy King after all, so His Highness can still call me Elder!"

"

"But having said that, I really want to thank His Highness Feng Wang for his help this time. Without His Highness Feng Wang's help, I would not have been able to eradicate these two henchmen, Dongfang Yehuai and Huangfu Xiutai, so easily."

"You help me, I'll help you. From now on, Fengguo and Shenchi should be as close as possible and help each other!" Tang Yin said with a smile.

"This is natural!" Nie Zhen patted his chest and said, "Your Highness, King Feng, don't worry. After I become the Holy King, whenever Your Highness needs it, I will go all out to relieve His Highness's worries!"

Tang Yin raised his head and laughed, waving his hands to the left and right and saying: "Let's serve wine and food. Today is a happy day. I want to have a good time with Elder Nie!"

Nie Zhen did not delay, bowed his hand to Tang Yin, and then sat down at the side. Feng Ying seemed to have been prepared for it. The food and wine were served very quickly. In just a short time, the table was filled with wine and food.

Tang Yin took the lead in picking up the wine glass and said: "I would like to offer Elder Nie a drink first, even if I wish Elder Nie in advance to become the new Holy King of the Divine Pond."

Nie Zhen hurriedly picked up the wine glass and said: "His Royal Highness Feng Wang please!"

"Elder Nie please!"

The two drank the wine in one go. At this time, Qin He came in excitedly from outside. He first bowed to Tang Yin and saluted, and then asked Nie Zhen in surprise and joy: "Master,

I heard that Huangfu Xiutai also died, is this true?"

Seeing Qin He, the smile on Nie Zhen's face became even stronger. It can be said that the whole thing was planned by Qin He. In terms of credit, he was the only one besides Tang Yin. Nie Zhen pretended to be calm, nodded and said: "Indeed.

This matter."

Qin He smiled and said: "Congratulations to the master, congratulations to the master, this time the master has accomplished a great job!"

Nie Zhen nodded with a smile, waved his hand to the seat next to him, and said, "He'er, come and sit." As he spoke, he looked at Tang Yin again and asked, "Your Highness won't mind if I let my disciple stay with you.

Bar?"

Tang Yin said: "Elder Nie's disciple is not an outsider, so why would I mind?"

Nie Zhen nodded helpfully. He was about to become the Holy King. It seemed that in the eyes of His Highness the Wind King, his status was not as good as before.

Qin He suddenly remembered something and said in a low voice: "Master, where do you prepare some fine wine? Can you bring it now to cheer up Master and His Highness the Feng King?"

He knew that his apprentice had always loved what was in the cup, and his wine collection was usually very precious and would not be taken out easily. Nie Zhen said to Tang Yin: "Your Highness, Feng Wang, He'er has always been very knowledgeable about fine wines.

, I wonder if Your Highness would like to taste it?"

Tang Yin said with a smile: "Since Mr. Qin has fine wine, just bring it."

"Yes!" Qin He agreed and walked out happily. Not long after, he came back from outside and brought two bottles of wine. He first walked to Tang Yin and placed one of the bottles on Tang Yin's table.

On the way up, he said with great respect: "This wine is the treasure of this little man. Please try it, Your Highness, King Feng." As he spoke, he met Tang Yin's eyes and nodded slightly without leaving any trace. Then, he walked back to Nie.

He stood next to Zhen, put the wine bottle on his table, and said with a smile: "Master, please!"

Nie Zhen picked up the jug and poured a glass of wine. In an instant, the aroma of the wine hit his nostrils. No need to drink it, just smelling it, Nie Zhen couldn't help but exclaim: "It's really a good wine!"

Tang Yin was also happy and said: "If I knew that your disciple still had such fine wine, I should have dined with him earlier."

Nie Zhen laughed loudly, picked up the wine glass, and said to Tang Yin: "I respect your highness, please!"

"Please!" The two of them greeted each other in the distance, and then drank the wine in one gulp. The wine entered the mouth, spicy and sweet, sweet and fragrant. Even Nie Zhen, who usually doesn't like drinking, couldn't help but marvel.

This wine is delicious and extraordinary.

As soon as he put down the glass, Qin He picked up the glass again and said: "My disciple respects the master. The position of Holy King no longer belongs to the master. From now on, the master will be the new Holy King of Shenchi. We, the brothers and sisters, can be considered as successful.

"

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

This time he didn't even have time to put down the glass. Tang Yin had already picked up the glass and said, "Let's have another drink together. I will inevitably have to trouble Elder Nie and Mr. Qin for many things in the future!"

"Haha - you're welcome, King Feng, do it!" Nie Zhen would not refuse anyone who came, and he would drink when others greeted him. He would drink one cup on the left and one on the right. It didn't take long for him to drink up the entire bottle of wine.

Looking at Nie Zhen at this time, his eyes had obviously begun to wander. His eyelids were heavy and drooped from time to time. His body sitting on the mat was swaying from side to side, as if he couldn't even sit still.

He himself could feel waves of dizziness, everything he saw was a double image, and his body seemed to no longer belong to him, especially his head, which was swollen, numb, and dizzy.

His drinking capacity may not be very good, but he will never get drunk after drinking a bottle of wine. His tongue was straightened and he said incomprehensively: "This wine... this wine has such a strong staying power..."

Tang Yin, who was sitting in the middle, nodded with a smile and said slowly: "Elder Nie doesn't know something. This wine is actually prepared for Huangfu's show. Unfortunately, things are changing. No matter how good the plan is, changes can't come fast.

I never thought that Huangfu Xiutai would die in Sichuan Camp, so these wines can only be dedicated to you, Elder Nie."

Nie Zhen's reaction at this time became extremely slow. He didn't feel the murderous aura coming out of Tang Yin at all. He shook his head and said: "Your Highness, why are you mentioning that damn ghost when you are so happy? The Huangfu Show Stage doesn't know how high the sky is.

If he dares to covet the position of Holy King, won’t he die in my hands in the end? Haha——”

"Yes!" Tang Yin nodded and said, "Elder Huangfu is not the only one who covets the position of Holy King!"

"Oh?" Nie Zhen's eyes widened, but he kept leaning to the side and asked: "Is there anyone else who wants to get the position of Holy King? Who is it?"

"Far away in the horizon, yet close in front of you." Tang Yin said with a smile.

Nie Zhen was stunned for a moment, then nodded Tang Yin with his hand and burst into laughter.
Chapter completed!