C148 You Think You're the Holy Son?
C148 You Think You're the Holy Son?
Ye Qingxuan put on his veil and drove the white tiger to the small country where he met the old man. He asked around and found no news of the old man.
At this moment, Ye Qingxuan saw a few beggars in the alley. His eyes lit up and he immediately went to the alley.
But what he saw were a few ordinary beggars begging. Ye Qingxuan could not help but sigh in disappointment.
Then he casually gave each of the beggars a coin. After giving them money, he did not forget to tell them, "If you have any news about that crazy beggar, tell me immediately."
The beggars also nodded their heads in agreement.
Seeing this, Ye Qingxuan was just about to get up and return to the sect when he heard a voice.
"Little brother, I wonder if you can sell this mount to this old man?"
Ye Qingxuan looked towards the source of the voice and saw a kindly looking white-haired old man, a reluctant child, and an arrogant man.
Behind the two of them was an army!
Ye Qingxuan thought in his heart. This must be the Imperial Family. He could also feel the cultivation base of the opposite party, which meant that there wasn't even a Golden Core Stage warrior on the opposite side.
Ye Qingxuan wanted to laugh. What kind of Nascent Infant Deification Stage was this when others came to provoke them? You didn't even send a single Golden Core Stage expert to provoke them?
This is looking down on me too much. No matter what, I am still a Golden Core Stage. How can I tolerate being provoked like this?
Just as Ye Qingxuan was about to speak, the child pulled the corner of the elder's shirt and said in an aggrieved tone, "Grandpa, hurry up."
The elder agreed immediately. Then, he looked at Ye Qingxuan and said kindly, "Little brother, have you thought about it?"
This huge army had attracted the attention of countless people. They looked at Ye Qingxuan with puzzled expressions. Some of them even threw out their doubts.
"This is the Little Prince, the First Prince, and the Old Great Emperor. Who is this person in front of them?"
"I'm not sure. I just arrived, but that person's eyes are really beautiful."
"I know. The Little Prince wants that tiger, so the Old Great Emperor went to negotiate with this young man. This young man hasn't given an answer yet."
When everyone heard this, they were suddenly enlightened. Then, they quietly watched the show.
Ye Qingxuan wanted to laugh. What a small country. A Golden Core Stage could easily slaughter a country. Are you messing with me here?
At this moment, Ye Qingxuan was also very calm. He smiled, and there was a hint of ridicule and disdain in his smile.
"Why would I sell it to you? This tiger chose me, so this tiger is mine. It's fate. Why should I sell it to you?"
After Ye Qingxuan finished speaking, everyone looked at him in disbelief. How could there be such a stupid person in this world?
"Hmph! Grandfather, I want it! I want it!"
The Little Prince started to cry.
The old man was also at his wit's end. He shook his head and laughed bitterly, "Little brother... it really is... It's so forceful. "
"You think you deserve this mount?
The First Prince even mocked him without any consideration for his feelings.
Ye Qingxuan chuckled and said, "I met this tiger first. Don't you understand the rule of first come first serve?"
"Pui! First come first serve, do you think this is like outside? Ever since you entered this empire, you have no so-called rules! "
The First Prince mocked, his eyes filled with disdain.
"Rules? Do you think you're a Son? You want to follow the rules here? "
"Heh." Ye Qingxuan laughed mockingly and said, "What if I really am Ye Qingxuan?"
"Hahaha." The First Prince laughed out loud, "You really put it on? You're really shameless!"
Then, the First Prince's face turned cold. "You have to sell it today, even if you don't want to!"
Ye Qingxuan almost burst into laughter. Even the white tiger let out a 'poof' sound. Obviously, it couldn't hold it anymore, but the sound wasn't loud either. If the sound was loud, it was afraid that it would immediately be recognized as a demon.
In this day and age, there was still a feeling of coercion in the Holy Son?
Ye Qingxuan shook his head and shrugged his shoulders. He said with a smile, "Stop pretending. I'm son of God, Ye Qingxuan."
The air was silent for two seconds.
The old man shook his head and sighed. "Little friend is really stubborn!"
"Hahahahahaha!" The First Prince burst into laughter. Tears were flowing out of his eyes. He pointed at Ye Qingxuan and said, "Did you see that? You are starting to pretend."
"Sigh, young man, you can sell it to him."
"That's right. Sell it to him."
"Yeah, don't get yourself into trouble," Wang Yao said.
"It's better to avoid unnecessary troubles. Why bother?"
"Don't make yourself regret for a moment's personal gain."
The onlookers also tried to persuade him.
However, Ye Qingxuan was already thinking about how to show off. Should he use the Water Dragon Technique? If he couldn't do it, then he would shake too much.
Eight View Palace Lantern? No way, no way. There was no need to fight these small fries.
He had to be handsome and fast, that's right! Dragon Fist!
This kind of plot where one pretended to be a pig to eat a tiger was rarely seen, so he had to cherish it.
"Cough cough, I'll make a move. If you can withstand this move, I'll give this tiger to you!" Ye Qingxuan said.
"Are you sure?" The First Prince's eyes lit up.
A fool would not accept this kind of prostitution that did not cost money and did not waste any strength.
"Confirmed."
Ye Qingxuan really could not be fooled anymore.
"Alright, come on." The First Prince patted his chest and didn't forget to provoke him before he died. "Just one move? Do you need me to give you a few moves? Hahaha..."
Ye Qingxuan was too lazy to talk nonsense with the dead. He circulated the immortal Qi in his body and closed his eyes.
He felt the surrounding Spirit Qi.
Suddenly! Ye Qingxuan suddenly opened his eyes and focused all his energy on his right fist.
"Dragon..."
Ye Qingxuan deliberately dragged out his voice.
"Fist!"
After that, he threw a punch!
A fist wind was sent out just like that. It was different from before. This time, this fist wind directly turned into a dragon!
The First Prince's laughter came to an abrupt stop, and he looked at Ye Qingxuan with a terrified expression. "Ah!!! No! "
He couldn't help but scream out loud, but the Dragon Fist had already hit his body, and it wasn't over yet. The Dragon Fist directly brought him into the air, and then the Dragon Fist exploded in his body...
With a bang, the First Prince exploded into pieces... No... there wasn't even a corpse left.
"No!!!"
At this moment, the old man fell to his knees in pain. Tears streamed down his face, and his eyes were filled with regret.
"Big brother!"
The child also cried out loudly. He came to Ye Qingxuan's feet and punched his leg. He cried, "Return my big brother, return my big brother! “
Ye Qingxuan felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. Guilt surged in his heart. Could it be... Did I... really do something wrong?
I could have taught him a lesson just now, why did I have to kill him?
Could it be that... I was really wrong?
Ye Qingxuan asked himself in his heart.
Looking at the old and young people in front of him, he immediately came to the white tiger and said, Let's go!
None of those soldiers dared to stop him, because... This f * cking strength was obviously the Holy Son!
Everyone patted their faces and realized that they were not dreaming.
Someone immediately shouted:
"Mom! I see the Son!"