"Of course, I hate the Zhetian Sect, too." Oles said with a smile: "Why, is this difficult to understand?"

"Since the devil city of the Cangtian Sect three thousand years ago, the leaders of all generations have never had the idea of ​​returning to the archdiocese."

"One of the reason is that the chief slaughtered many of the family members of the leader later."

"Secondly, it is because the Chief Secretary did not want our Demon City Chatian Cult to survive."

"If you can't go back, you will be chased and killed even if you disband on the spot. Instead of being a turtle, it's better to gather strength to fight the chief tutor to the end!"

Oles narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "Although we are still called Zhetian Sect now, in fact, we have long been in a hostile relationship with the Zhetian Sect Chief Executive."

"It's not only hostility, but also blood hatred. Either they are all destroyed or we are all destroyed, it's very simple."

Chen Qiye was still a little unbelievable. After all, Oles was not sure of lying, but looking at his micro-expressions and micro-actions, the possibility of lying was very slight.

"This... why do you want to tell me this at this time?" Chen Qiye asked.

"Isn't it enough to guide me to host the head coach? Why do you still have to do such a thankless and prone to problems?"

"You're saying something wrong, thankless?" Oles chuckled:

"Knowing yourself and your enemy is an important prerequisite for cooperation. If I use you as a tool, you may not be willing to do so."

"You have proved your own abilities, so I should regard you as my collaborator, not a tool."

"You are qualified to know this information."

Oles' words completely expressed his attitude. Although it answered Chen Qiye's many doubts, he still felt it was a bit incredible.

Prove your ability? Qualify to know this information?

Oles may not know, but he himself understands it very well.

Where did you have the ability? You have the qualifications to be a skinny person.

I can only say that if Oles doesn't regret loving him in the future, he can only say that he is blind.

Chen Qiye smiled helplessly and shook his head.

After asking all the doubts in his heart to answer Ores, Chen Qiye felt much relieved.

The biggest enemy now is the Chief of the Zhetian Sect.

If the archon is not dead, not only will the Demon City Covering the Sky Church be destroyed, but he will also be chased by the archon himself endlessly.

So it's time to change the target now.

It is no longer "destroying the Zhatian Sect", but "destroying the Zhatian Sect's Chief Cult".

"I understand Lord Oles." Chen Qiye bowed to Oles, still using the courtesy of his subordinates.

This is not his habit, but his fear is still in his heart. Moreover, he is originally a person who pays attention to etiquette.

"Haha, I know you still have a lot of doubts, but it doesn't matter. I heard that we still have nine years."

"You go back and rest first. If you have any questions, just come and ask me again." Oles said with a smile, saying that he had issued an order to expel the guest.

Chen Qiye had already reduced a lot of doubts and was once again aroused by an Oles' words: Nine years?

Where did these nine years come from?

By the way, did the mysterious man in the Blood Temple also tell him the "nine years" period?

Chen Qiye was confused, but looking at Oles smiling at his expression, he knew that Oles would not answer his questions again today, so he just went back and rested first.

After saying goodbye to the two leaders and Jia, Chen Qiye returned to his room.

He meditated on the futon and placed the soul power net on the door. Although Oles had confessed a lot, the basic alert work still needs to be done well.

How did this so-called nine years come about?

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"The Next Generation of Holy Lord?"

Chen Qingshu, who was already preparing to go to the Demon City to find Chen Qiye, was suddenly called back to the attic by the Chen family's big room. At this time, she was full of questions.

"What is the next generation of holy lord?"

Chen's big room patiently explained: "It is one of the necessary processes for the Zhetian Sect to become the leader."

"Their leader needs to enter the holy land and pass the holy land trial before they are qualified to become the leader."

"There can be multiple second-generation lords at the same time, but only one can pass the trial."

"After passing the Holy Land trial, it will be the Holy Lord. If the current leader of the Zhatian Sect doesn't want to do it, you can immediately abdicate the position of the leader to the Holy Lord."

"So that's it..." Chen Qingshu made an obvious voice, "Then my mission is to help this second-generation saint master pass the trial of the holy land and become the saint master?"

"No, no one can enter the holy land of the Zhatian Sect except for qualified candidates, and there is no way to help him in it." Chen's big room shook his head.

"That is to ask me to guard the place for that destined son?" Chen Qingshu asked.

The city house was silent for a long time, and then shook his head in confusion.

"I don't know, but one thing needs to be clear."

"Go to the son of destiny and look for our hope for survival."

"Let's go, kid..." Chen's big room murmured.

"You have to think about what to do to be considered as standing on the side of destiny?"

Chen Qingshu left Yulin City with a stomach full of doubts.

The problem her father threw to her when she left was really stumped.

If, according to universal rationality, the son of destiny agrees with him no matter what he does, then he is standing with fate, right?

Thinking in another direction, since you can think of it, there is no reason why a father who is smarter than you would not have thought of it.

In other words, my father does not agree with this practice?

But he himself couldn't figure out a reason, so he could only throw this problem to himself.
Chapter completed!