Ji Xiangtian glanced at him and smiled and said, "The Holy Son has arrived. Now the Japanese seat announced it in public, hoping to get the support of Xiling."

He raised his hand and pointed at His Highness, "My son Ji Yun, has grown up now. I follow my ancestors' history and want to appoint him as Pope and inherit the throne of Xiling in the future."

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became heavy, like a tight bow string, which would break at any time.

There is a dead silence!

The Ji family has been in charge of Xiling for generations. Ji Yun, a direct descendant of the contemporary Ji family, was naturally granted the title of Pope... But now there is another Saint Son of Qin Yu.

In addition to the saints and cardinals, the expressions of the priests in the hall changed drastically. Obviously, they did not expect that the Lord of the Gods would suddenly attack with a sword from Donglai.

If Qin Yu expresses his objection... the consequences are unimaginable!

In the main position, Ji Xiangtian looked gentle, as if he didn't feel the strange atmosphere in the hall. He smiled and said, "Son of the Holy Son, I don't know what you think, what do you suggest?"

Under the black robe, Qin Yu's voice was calm, "It should be so, I have no objection."

"Hahaha, Ji Yun, I won't thank His Highness the Son, otherwise it would be not that easy to appoint you as Pope today."

Ji Xiangtian laughed loudly, swept over Qin Yu quietly, and frowned secretly in his heart.

Did he not doubt what happened two days ago, or did he really have no interest in the authority of Xiling?

"Thank you, Holy Son!" Ji Yun bowed and saluted, his face turned slightly red, his eyes swept over Zhou Li next to him, and Gu Panzi was full of energy.

Although he was regarded as the successor to the Xiling throne a long time ago, it was not implemented for a day, and other changes occurred.

You know, in fact, his father was not the only son, he was the only one who was recognized by the Tao before.

But today, since he was granted the title of Pope, it means that the throne of Xiling is destined to be his!

The priests in the hall saluted one after another and expressed their congratulations to the new pope. Yu Guang swept over Qin Yu, and most of them breathed a sigh of relief, but they felt more confused.

Does His Highness, the Holy Son, really have no other thoughts? It should be noted that the status is comparable to that of the God's throne. Compared with the legitimate God's throne, there is a gap in it.

And he is qualified to fight for it!

Xiling has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years, and the Ji family has been holding the ox-earth position to this day. They are dissatisfied with this or have other intentions. It is not the only one who is the late Duoermo.

Ji Xiangtian smiled and said, "The ceremony of the enthronement of the Pope will be held in ten days, and there is another matter announced today at the Japanese seat."

"Ji Yun has arrived in age. At his request, I want to take the position of Xiling's future godmother and marry Zhou Li, the saint of the Shadow Clan!"

Yu Guang locked Qin Yu. Sure enough, when he finished speaking, Qin Yu looked up and met each other in mid-air. But unexpectedly, after a brief look at each other, Qin Yu withdrew his gaze and seemed to be indifferent.

Swish-

Swish-

Countless eyes gathered in front of them at this moment. Zhou Li's body stiffened and looked up in a daze, only to confirm that it was not auditory hallucination just now.

Xiling asked for marriage... as the godmother... This is the supreme glory!

As long as she agrees, the bright life in her dream will be paved. She will stand at the peak of the world in the future, and she is even qualified to participate in the game of action with the world as her expectations.

But for some reason, Zhou Li was not happy at all, and his heart was full of panic. She subconsciously looked up at Qin Yu. As far as she could see was his sitting figure, it seemed that what was happening now had nothing to do with him.

My heart felt sore and it immediately became painful. Zhou Li raised his head and tried hard to maintain his pride.

You can't cry, you must never cry.

Next to him, Ji Yun looked nervous, hesitated for a moment, and whispered: "Zhou Li, I really love you. If you are willing to marry me, Ji Yun promises that he will never be indifferent to you in this life and will not let you suffer any grievances... Of course, if you don't want to, Ji Yun will not engage in more entanglements, nor will he feel resentful..."

"I agree!" Zhou Li suddenly spoke.

Ji Yun was overjoyed, "What did you say?"

Zhou Li looked at him and his voice was calm, "I agreed."

"Hahaha!" Ji Xiangtian laughed, "Okay, today's double happiness is coming, and we will spread it out and let all the believers in Xiling congratulate you."

"Son of the Holy Son, I will hold a banquet as a celebration next. Please be sure to attend." He had a gentle smile and a bright heart. Zhou Li's subtle expression change just now could not hide it from his eyes.

Sure enough, there is a problem between the two.

Regardless of whether Qin Yu was willing to compete for the authority of Xiling, controlling this woman related to him would be a powerful bargaining chip.

Amid the congratulations, Ji Yun bowed his hand, his eyes falling on Zhou Li from time to time, showing his gentleness.

Under the black robe, Qin Yu looked calm and took this scene into his eyes and said sorry. Perhaps Ji Yun really liked Zhou Li and wanted to spend this life with her, but the fault was that he was born in Xiling.

Although he joined forces with Dorelis, Qin Yu was not sure about his true nature and could compete with the powerful ancient clan consciousness.

And his existence was destined to the extremely glorious Xiling Divine Sect today, and it will inevitably usher in the final destruction.

In any case, Qin Yu would not let Zhou Li be buried with them!

The celebration banquet ended smoothly, Qin Yu returned to the temple and Yundie said carefully: "Teacher, do you really care about this?"

Although the fallen flowers are intentionally flowing, the teacher is not such a heartless person.

Qin Yu sat down, his body fell into a soft killing attack, and said lightly: "Don't worry, I'll deal with it."

In addition to being the saint of the Shadow Clan, Yundie also has the identity of a dragon envoy, which just gives her the existence of this identity. Qin Yu knew and could drive her.
Chapter completed!