Chapter 160 The Decisive Battle End

"Forehead……"

Yao Yu and Mangan were both stunned at the same time, don’t play like this. The two tribes fought and killed for a few days and nights, and you will take it away with just one word. How can they get through? How do they explain to their subordinates? How do they go back and explain to their tribe members?

"Sir, you have a position..." Mangan finally couldn't help it and muttered quietly. Yao Yu also looked at Xiyi's gaze at Ye Qinghan at the same time.

"The Death God's position is too violent. I'm afraid you can't suppress it, so let the God of War Palace keep it..." Ye Qinghan continued to talk quietly without caring about the gloomy and contemptuous eyes of the two, "The God of the Death is in a good place and is suitable for recuperation, so I'll give it to you!"

As soon as Ye Qinghan's words fell, Mangan and Yao Yu's faces suddenly seemed to be dead, and they looked extremely ugly. But they didn't dare to show it, so they could only remain silent. Long Sainan next to him had a expressionless face and was indeed smiling in his heart.

"Yeah? Do you have any objections?" Ye Qinghan saw that the two of them didn't say anything, and he said with a slightly frown.

"Of course... I have no objection!" Mangan forced a smile, but his face full of flesh was originally ugly, and his smile seemed even more ferocious.

"Hehe... Master Ye is so considering me, I dare not refuse to obey!" After a brief thought, Yao Yu had no choice but to agree. Not to mention the 100,000 troops of the God of War Palace, who are raising their strength and waiting for the effort to attack. Even the pretty boy in front of him is not the demon clan who can fight against the enemy. After thinking it through, she naturally would not learn to be tempted, but instead agreed neatly. She paused for a moment and continued to ask: "Who will the position of the God of the Underworld? If Master Ye is willing to give it to the demon clan, I am willing to agree to any conditions you have!"

"Cao" said "Cao" and stopped talking. The vixen dared to lust. Any conditions? Didn't he just clearly want to give himself to Ye Qinghan? But after he cursed, he thought that he seemed to have nothing to give to Ye Qinghan. In desperation, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Mr. Ye, if you give me the God of the Underworld, I...I will give you my underwear, and I will tell you... My red underwear is not an ordinary product, it is a top-quality treasure, a treasure heirloom..."

"roll!"

Ye Qinghan didn't say anything, but Long Sainan next to him couldn't listen, and shouted angrily with a sword eyebrows.

"Uh... you should keep your superhuman underwear yourself. Yao Yu, don't use charm on me. This seems to be useless to me!" Ye Qinghan touched his nose awkwardly and said embarrassedly: "Let's do this, whoever you take the position depends on God's arrangement!"

Ye Qinghan took out the Qinglong**** from his arms and said to the two of them: "One of you choose the blade, the other one chooses the hilt. I will throw it into the air later. Which end will land first, which one will win? Of course, no one is allowed to make small moves, otherwise it will be considered losing directly! How about it?"

"Okay! Finally fair! I'll choose the blade!" Mangan nodded, without giving out his ancestral treasures, he could obtain the position fairly. Of course he had no objection.

"I agree, I'll take the hilt first!" Yao Yu looked at Ye Qinghan resentfully, as if he blamed him for not knowing how to cherish the fragrance and jade.

"call out!"

Ye Qinghan didn't say anything nonsense, and threw **** into the air. Under his control, Qinglong **** quickly rotated back and forth, flew directly into the air, and finally landed quickly.

"Bang!"

The Qinglong Dagger hit the ground heavily, and in the end the hilt fell to the ground first. Several people present clearly felt that it was normal for the Qinglong Dagger to fall to the ground, and no one cheated secretly.

"Hehe, the position of the God of Underworld belongs to me. Thank you Mr. Ye... What I said just now is worth it. Sister is waiting for you tonight..." Yao Yu was in a good mood, laughed for a while, and once again offered an attractive invitation to take people away.

Mangan's face was as dark as his father, and as if he was dead, he looked at Ye Qinghan and was about to leave, he quickly trotted and followed behind and begged:

"Sir, my red underwear is really good? Why don't you think about it? Give me the God of the Underworld and I'll take it off now..."

"roll……"

The night gradually descended, and a silver moon in the sky sprinkled silver light, shining under the blood-colored plain, but it looked particularly strange and mysterious.

Tonight, the human demons and barbarians in the Bloody Plain were sleepless. Looking at the bloody position, the raging fire destroyed countless barbarian demon corpses and took away countless lives that were alive during the day. The raging fire illuminated the faces of people and illuminated their hidden sorrows...

The battle of the mansion will end completely tomorrow. Tomorrow they will be collectively teleported to the wide square of honor in front of the Divine City. In the year, countless people have experienced life and death, happiness, pain, the most important battle in their lives, and a journey to the Nether Island that they will never forget for the rest of their lives...

Long Sainan experienced the command of the first battle in her life, the worries and urgency before the war, the anxiety and worry of pre-war defeat, the regret and helplessness of failure, the joy and surprise of escaping from death...

Yue Qingcheng experienced the most important battle in her life, the battle with the enemy, and the battle with Ye Qinghan. In the end, he won the victory and won Ye Qinghan's heart...

Ye Qinghan experienced the biggest turning point in his life, broke through the Marshal realm, and advanced in combination with combat skills. In the end, he determined his absolute first position among the younger generation of elites in the God of War Palace. He finally had the seventh son of the Ye family, and became the seventh son of the Ye family. And the most important point, he got enough points, and the sister of the back mountain of the Ye family finally had the chance to wake up...

Mangan also experienced the most painful failure in his life. Not only did he break a middle finger, he also consumed almost all the elites of the barbarians, and in the end he got nothing...

Feng Zi also experienced...

Everyone has experienced an unforgettable experience in their lives. Tomorrow, this fantastic journey of the palace war will end. Everyone is complicated and mixed with joy and sorrow. How can they fall asleep? Why don’t they sleep?

Ye Qinghan sat in front of a small fire, sitting around with everyone's young master and lady, and his thoughts were flying. He thought of his sister in the back mountain of Ye's family, remembered the whisper on the night of the Eve of the Eve of the Eve of the Eve of the Eve of the Eve of the Eve of the Eve of the Eve of the Blue Garden, and then slowly flew up. Then the blue color gradually turned white, and the intoxicating smile in front of Ye Qingyu closed her eyes, and couldn't help but smile...

Ye Shisan and Ye Shiqi remembered the explanation of Qingniu on the Eve of the Departure, remembered Ye Yi Ye and the others' self-destruction, and the terrifying black dragon above the Black Dragon Valley. Of course, they were most reminded of what expressions should tomorrow's chief instructor and clan leader and elders, after learning that Ye Qinghan had a soul chaotic skill that was almost comparable to a magical skill, what kind of expression should they have?

Yue Qingcheng thought nothing, just looked at Ye Qinghan in a daze. She felt more and more that as long as she had Ye Qinghan, she seemed to have everything. A girl in love would not think about anything except her lover in her mind. This is a common problem for all girls. Of course, Yue Qingcheng, as the saint of the Yue family, is no exception.

Dragon Saiman, Feng Zi, Flowers and Grass... Many people are thinking that tomorrow, tomorrow they will be teleported to the Divine City, and the elders of all tribes who welcomed them in the Divine City learned that they had won the final victory and had few casualties, I wonder what their expression was like?

The night was thick, but the wind blew in the middle of the night. The strong wind blew the piles of ashes in front of the Death position into the distance, turning into next year's spring mud, and also blowing everyone's thoughts into the distance, and blowing towards the high and high sacred city in the distance...
Chapter completed!