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Chapter 1793 Why bother to mention the past, no one was young and immature

The frightened Nan Mengjiao breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

A pair of eyes stained scarlet with anger and hatred, looking at Chu Yue with mockery and contempt.

Ye Chuyue must be afraid of the Xuanhan Continent behind her, so she didn't dare to kill her.

"Ye Chuyue, let's wait and see!"

Nan Mengjiao wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth fiercely. She had already had her Dantian Wugen dug out, and helped the maid in green who had been hit by Zhao Wushuang's Six and Seven Swords to get up and return to Xuanhan's camp.

The Xuanhan warriors all followed behind her, the princess.

Chu Yue stared meaningfully at Nan Mengjiao's back, an evil smile forming on the corners of her red lips.

"Master Yuan."

Then he withdrew his gaze and glanced at Yuan Guihai indifferently: "I believe that the Forest of Hundred Ghosts is full of dangers. During this extraordinary period, the Lord of the Five Continents should be selected to temporarily lead the five Continent camps and unite them into one force.

If we survive in the Forest of One Hundred Demons, our chances of victory will be greater, what do you think?"

That seemingly calm tone exuded unquestionable pressure.

Although he was asking, everyone who heard the voice only felt a strong sense of oppression, like a black cloud pressing down on a city!

"I think this is a very good move."

Yuan Guihai said: "If the five continents can unite as one, they will be as invincible and invincible as the Imperial Domain was in the past. Hall Master Ye..."

Before he could finish the second half of the sentence, Chu Yue humbly interrupted him: "Huh? Do you want me to be the Lord of the Five Continents? Since Mr. Yuan has said so, I can't postpone it, just like Yuan.

Young Master said that from now on, the camps and warriors in the Five Continents will be under my jurisdiction."

Yuan Guihai: "???" Did he say this? He just called her name!

Everyone: "..." Can the Lord of the Five Continents still be so playful?

But at this moment, no one dared to jump out and refute Chu Yue's words.

Bu Hairou looked at this scene from a distance, with mixed feelings and emotions in her heart.

After this process, she seemed to understand Ye Chuyue as a person.

Bu Hairou lowered his head and looked at the body under the black cloak sadly, with a thin and bitter smile on his lips.

The poisonous elixirs filled the dug roots and Dantian, and they could no longer be repaired.

This martial body was completely destroyed.

Not only that.

To a woman, her sword dance and flower withering are no different than stripping off her clothes and parading them in public.

She once had a dream.

Married to her childhood sweetheart, Ye Wuxie.

She has been by Ye Wuxie's side for so many years.

Growing up, if anyone dared to say something bad about Ye Wuxie, she, who had always been gentle and cold, would argue like a madman.

Even before today, she still dreamed of achieving great achievements, becoming a person like Ye Chuyue, returning to the Wanxiang Realm, meeting Ye Wuxie, and impressing him.

The dream that lasted for more than ten years finally turned into a piece of smoke that could not be picked up as the blue dress withered and shattered.

She woke up from her dream.

Bu Hairou supported the dead warrior, raised his head and looked at the sky, trying not to let his tears fall.

In her life, she is no longer worthy of Young Master Xie, who shines like the blazing sun.

Tears fell from his eyes.

"Rou'er."

The chains on Si Lieyang's body were untied, and he hurriedly took off his robe and put it on Bu Hairou.

As if one layer was not enough, he took out a few more cloaks from the storage bag and put them all on Bu Hairou.

On the other hand, he himself didn't look like the son of the Emperor of Heaven. He was in a very miserable state, and his whole face was dirty.

Chu Yue's indifferent eyes, as cold as water, lightly scanned this scene.

"From now on in this Forest of Hundred Ghosts, Master Ye Chu will be our Lord Land Master!"

Shen Qingfeng bowed and said.

Ye Mei frowned and looked at Shen Qingfeng.

Her trip to the Forest of Hundred Ghosts was not only to give Shen Qingfeng the mission from the Holy Queen of Qingqiu Continent, but also to secretly observe whether Shen Qingfeng was loyal to Qingqiu.

"With this glass of wine, Yuan pays tribute to Master Lu, Master Ye!"

Yuan Guihai stood up and raised his wine glass high.

Shen Qingfeng and the others all raised their wine glasses and paid respect to Chu Yue.

Chu Yue leaned on the vine seat, raised her hands and feet, looking elegant and noble.

Level 4 ghosts are extremely spiritual.

A ghost holds an empty cup.

A ghost tilted the wine bottle slightly.

After a full glass of wine, he handed it to Chu Yue.

Even the warriors from Lingtian were dumbfounded by this move.

Chu Yue took the wine glass, slowly stood up and saluted: "With this glass, I respect all the allies of the Five Continents. May we create new glory together in the Forest of Hundred Demons."

She raised her head and drank a glass of wine.

The rest of the people waited and drank.

Chu Yue threw the cup to the ghost spirit and looked around, "Xuanhan warrior insulted me, Lingtian woman, and there are still some living women. I want to take them back in person. Please, Shen Jiuye, Mr. Yuan... lead the way."

Bar."

How was the Lingtian female warrior being bullied, and how she wanted to bring back those warriors who were still alive.

She wants the leading figures from each continent in the Forest of Hundred Demons to personally meet her Ling Tian warriors!

Shen Qingfeng said: "Princess Nanmeng built a prison in Xuanhan Camp to imprison Lingtian warriors. If I guessed correctly, it should be there."

"Let's go."

Chu Yue led the people into the Xuanhan camp and went straight to the prison that Shen Qingfeng mentioned.

When Chu Yue and the Lingtian warriors saw this prison, their hearts trembled.

It's more of a pigsty than a prison.

The prison pigsty was as dirty as a toilet.

There were only a dozen Lingtian female warriors left inside, their clothes were disheveled, their eyes were dull, and they had gone crazy at some point.

But even if he is crazy, he has never been free.

Just because those beasts like Xuan Han are not willing to let go of even the dead, they are nothing more than lunatics.

The culprit who issued this order was Nan Mengjiao, who was also a woman.

At this moment, only Chu Yue, Bu Hairou, Zhao Wushuang, Xiao Li and other women were in front of the pig pen prison.

As for the others, they were all waiting at a distance.

Bu Hairou endured the pain in her Dantian Wugen and said: "As far as I know, there are seventy-eight Lingtian female warriors who were arrested in the Xuanhan camp. The others died and were thrown into mass graves. Yes.

Yes, there are no mass graves in the Forest of Hundred Demons, but there are so many dead Lingtian female warriors. There are all our Lingtian warriors there."

Chu Yue's eyes were red, she took heavy steps and gradually approached the pig pen prison.

Zhao Wushuang opened the door with a sword.

"It's dirty inside, let me go." Bu Hairou said.

Chu Yue threw a bottle of Shen Nong potion to Bu Hairou, "Drink it, don't hold me back."

After saying that, he went straight into the pig pen and cage.

Bu Hairou held up the Shennong potion tremblingly, tears filling her eyes again.

She looked at Chu Yue's figure and said with a trembling voice, "I'm sorry."

"Why bother mentioning the past? Who hasn't been young and immature?"

Chu Yue looked back, "Princess Hairou, you have done a good job, leave the rest to me."


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