Let Senior Sister restore her surname and let the Ye clan gain freedom.
It sounds like two requirements, but in fact there is no contradiction. Xinyan is a member of the Ye clan.
After Lin Yun finished speaking, the scene fell into silence.
Obviously, no one expected that Lin Yun's request would be so simple. Under normal circumstances, one must consider one's own interests and obtain the maximum resources for oneself when possible.
There are even many people who are not aware of the feud ten years ago, and there is a strange look in their eyes.
"This request seems too simple. Are you sure you don't want to change it?"
The Holy Envoy's loud voice echoed in all directions, and Lin Yun said in a deep voice: "I won't change."
"Okay, Your Majesty King Qin, you should know what to do, right?"
The Holy Envoy's words attracted countless glances at the scene, and they all fell on King Qin, wanting to see how others would respond.
After all, ten years ago, he was the one who felt that Xinyan's father was so outstanding that he branded all the Ye clan as rebellious. Although the Xinjue brothers and sisters were protected by the sword pavilion, they were not demoted as slaves. But the rest of the Ye clan are now
He was a slave on the frontier and lived a miserable life.
Brother Xinjue participated in the Dragon Gate Competition just to restore the freedom of the Ye family.
Now that it has been passed down to Lin Yun, it is natural that he cannot support it.
Just taking back what I said ten years ago is undoubtedly a slap in the face. Ordinary people are so embarrassed that they can just endure it.
But for a king of a country, such a slap in the face will completely destroy his prestige.
King Qin's face was gloomy, his cheeks were trembling slightly, and deep down in his heart, he seemed to be in a stalemate, unable to make a decision.
After a while, he closed his eyes, as if he had aged many years, and said in a deep voice: "After today, all the Ye clan will be free and will no longer be slaves. Please rest assured, Holy Envoy, I will never regret it.
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Did you agree?
Xinyan's cold face was slightly silky, looking at the figure of the young man in green in front of her, she burst into tears and smiled again.
This young man has won the first place in the Dragon Gate Competition today and has received the attention and admiration of everyone. In the future, he will definitely go out of the Great Qin Dynasty and make his own name in the ancient region of Nanhua.
And, he really did it.
He fought his way out of the hell road, defeated all opponents, came to dominate the Qin Dynasty, and rescued all the Ye clan members.
Including her own last name, the thorn in her heart that kept her awake at night was finally completely pulled out.
The smile on the senior sister's face was as cheerful as ever.
"It's best not to regret it, otherwise it will mean that I have lost my credibility. You know the consequences. As for the rewards for the other young masters of the Dragon Gate Competition, they will be delivered to you in three days. This Dragon Gate Competition, from now on
It has officially come to an end. Mr. Feiyu died unexpectedly, leaving the quota vacant and no more filling will be made."
The cold voice of the Holy Envoy contained a hint of threat, making King Qin's face look extremely ugly.
At the same time, it also made other people feel a little regretful.
I thought that Qin Yu's death would free up a spot, but who knew that it wouldn't be counted immediately.
In the next three years, the Qin Empire will only have the Seventh Young Master.
name.
When the Holy Envoy finished speaking, King Qin turned gloomy and took the people away without even making a final statement.
Obviously, this result was unacceptable to him.
In the Dragon Gate Competition, what he wanted to see was Qin Yu ascending to the top of the list, to see him shine dazzlingly in the spotlight.
But now, Qin Yu not only failed to get the top spot, but also died in front of him.
The anger in his heart cannot be expressed in words.
What's even more uncomfortable is that this anger is suppressed by the Holy Envoy and cannot be vented. He made him swear that he would slap himself in the face and exonerate all those who were rebellious back then.
When he was about to pass by Princess Fenghua, Fenghua looked ahead and did not look at him.
King Qin was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said: "You are just like your mother, you will never forgive me..."
Just this smile made his calm but majestic face seem many years older.
Everyone looked at King Qin's leaving figure, looking very lonely.
The Hunyuan Sect, Xuantian Sect and Yunxiao Sword Pavilion did not linger at all. They left almost as soon as King Qin left.
But most of the people in this group gave Lin Yun a deep look before leaving.
With complicated expressions in their eyes, these people probably never dreamed before the game that the real top spot would be this Jiange boy.
People who had a good relationship with Lin Yun naturally came forward to congratulate him, and even embraced him excitedly.
I don't know how many people cried when I thought about his last battle, his shocking comeback, and his powerful counterattack.
Looking at the crowds of congratulatory and envious people from all directions, Lin Yun looked very calm. Seeing the strength of several Tianpo strong men, he was extremely shocked deep in his heart.
That kind of arrogance and arrogance in scolding Fang Qiu is really impressive.
If you read it correctly, Qin Yu's talent is only among the top five among Hua Yunxu's disciples.
At least, the young man next to him is much more terrifying than Qin Yu's talent. At such a young age, only eighteen or nineteen years old, he has reached a level that many people in Da Qin cannot even dream of.
"Congratulations to Burying Playboy for winning the top spot. Let's get together when we have time in the future."
Si Xueyi led the people from Moyue Villa to come to congratulate him.
Although he was defeated at the hands of Lin Yun, he still looked at it relatively openly and did not complain much.
"Is your martial spirit okay?"
The other party treated each other with courtesy, and Lin Yun naturally responded with greetings.
Si Xueyi smiled indifferently, shook his folding fan and said softly: "It should be fine after a few days of training. The visionary martial spirit is more powerful than you think, otherwise I wouldn't have activated it rashly."
"In the past, when I buried the young playboy, I stopped the eldest prince's wedding procession with one person and one sword. Now I have won the top spot and only made the beauty smile. Miss Xinyan is really enviable."
Mr. Shuiyue's eyebrows moved, his eyes fell on Xinyan, and he meant something.
Xinyan's face showed a rare shy look, and she was embarrassed to answer.
Everyone in Lingxiao Sword Pavilion also showed knowing smiles, happy to see this.
Lin Yun smiled and said nothing.
But her eyes fell on Princess Fenghua who was walking away, feeling a little disappointed.
The other party had obviously broken with the King of Qin in the previous turmoil.
But now that the competition has come to an end, he did not congratulate her after all.
After the crowd gradually dispersed, Xinyan said: "Lin Yun, I want to go to Burial Jianlin and see my elder brother."
"Well, I'll go with you. Master Thirteen, please come with us."
The Thirteenth Master touched his beard, smiled slightly, and then said: "You two go first, and I will arrive soon."
Lin Yun nodded, and after bowing to Thirteenth Master and Jian Xuanhe each, he carried Xinyan on a blood dragon horse and rushed to the Sword Burial Forest.
At this moment, in Xianyun Tower.
It was also very lively. As the big competition came to an end, people who had bet here that day naturally wanted to come and take away their winning bets.
Li Wuyou was also among the crowd, but unfortunately, he didn't win much.
Including most of the other people, they all miscalculated and failed to predict a dark horse like Lin Yun.
Except for one person, the most lively discussion in the hall right now is Mr. Liu Shang.
As if he had no idea, he bet on Lin Yun, the top player, on a third-grade spiritual jade, 1 to 11, and some of the bosses behind Xianyun Tower lost money.
I don't know how many people sighed sadly, if they had followed Mr. Liu Shang at that time.
Just bet 10,000 Ling Jade, and it will turn into 100,000 Ling Jade.
Think about it, it's really crazy.
It's a pity that there are no what-ifs in this world. The only person in such a huge imperial capital who dares to bet on Lin Yun's top spot is Mr. Liu Shang.
At this moment, Liu Shang was drinking alone on the third floor of Xianyun Building. It seemed that the third floor was occupied by him.
He was alone in the empty space. He drank by himself and looked out the window from time to time to see who was waiting.
"You've made a lot of money. I heard that you bet on Lin Yun's top spot, a third-grade spiritual jade."
I don't know when, there was another person on the opposite side. If there were any outsiders here, they would be shocked.
The person who came was none other than the current Princess Fenghua of Great Qin.
Liu Shan smiled faintly, put down his wine glass, and said softly: "The person who should be happy should be you. If you hadn't asked me to hand over the entire Dragon Tiger Fist to him. How could he, who possesses many skills, come to this level?
Now this is the step.”
There is no doubt that Dragon Tiger Fist played a lot of roles in the battle to win the top spot.
Without the full Dragon Tiger Fist, Lin Yun would have risen so quickly in Lingxiao Sword Pavilion. But all of this is also related to Lin Yun's own talent and hard work.
If you don't have enough talent, you may not be able to realize anything if you are given the Dragon Tiger Fist.
"Maybe."
Princess Fenghua neither denied nor confirmed, which made Liu Chang's doubts deepen.
"In half a month, I will ascend to the throne. When the time comes, you can come. If anyone who is not relevant comes, stop him for me."
Princess Fenghua held the wine glass and said in a deep voice.
At this moment, she gave people the impression that she was clearly in front of him, but she was far away from the world, arrogant and indifferent.
"Is Lin Yun considered an irrelevant person?"
"Calculate."
The wine glass fell heavily to the ground, and Princess Fenghua, under the veil, softly uttered a word.
