Chapter 163: The Emperor or Not (1)

Ye Huan became more and more confused.

As a psychologist, he could see that this woman wanted to kill herself, but she couldn't bear to take action. She was suffering the most painful torture in her heart, but why was this? She clearly had never seen her before!

Wait a moment!

Ye Huan stared at the woman in a daze, and a strange feeling suddenly appeared in his heart.

It’s nothing to look at this woman alone, but Ye Huan just came over from Miss Nicholas. He saw Nicholas ten minutes ago, and then saw this woman again ten minutes later. Compared with the two, the woman’s appearance, hairstyle, dress, and even the small accessories in some details are exactly the same as Miss Nicholas. The only difference is that her clothes are much older and have a feeling of vicissitudes and downs.

"Do you... know Miss Nicholas?" Ye Huan asked in surprise.

A sharp light flashed in the woman's eyes. It was obvious that Ye Huan asked what she was wrong, which made her tormented heart decide, and she tended to kill Ye Huan on the spot.

"This lady, Ye Huan will leave soon, and you can also take away His Majesty's body. Our Heavenly Father's Sect has admitted it!"

Seeing that things were not good, several members of the Elders rushed over and pulled Ye Huan away, and then the army rushed over, separating Ye Huan from the woman by hundreds of meters away!

The Father’s religion has lost the Pope, and must not lose his heir!

"call……"

The woman breathed a sigh of relief, got on the flatbed car, drank a whole jar of strong wine, and finally left lonely...

...

Crunch!

Crunch!

Crunch!

An old donkey and a bunch of flatbed trucks, seventy-eight large boxes were placed on the car, and a down-and-out woman was lying on the back of the leading car. Such a convoy was driving slowly on the plains.

Gululu!

The depressed woman lay in the car, holding up a jar of strong wine, pouring all into her mouth, and then the second and third jars... The jar of strong wine was cut through her throat with a scorching cut. She suddenly laughed wildly, "You are useless, you are really useless, haha, Ye Huan is just twelve steps in front of you, killing him for only a moment, you are useless, you can't do it again, haha..."

With a crazy laugh, the strong wine spilled on his face and rolled down his cheeks, accompanied by a bunch of tears.

This woman is in a mess!

So she didn't find anything, with her strength, but she ignored it!

Dong!

The shaft of the carriage pressed over a large stone, and the flatbed truck bumped for a while, and the box above shook violently. The body of Reinhardt inside involuntarily tilted to the corner of the box, with long hair scattered along the unclosed mouth of the box!

It’s almost 0:00 on April 1st!

Reinhardt's hair has turned black.

At this time, if this woman looked back, she could still see the changes in Reinhardt's body, but...

A palm slowly stretched out from the coffin-like box, slowly and gently blocked his hair back, and then quietly closed the lid of the box...

Then in this confined space, he quietly took out a small golden bottle from his pocket, took out some liquid, and applied it to his hair... It turned out to be a bottle of hair dye that definitely did not meet the identity of the Pope. In an instant, his long black hair dyed his previous golden color!

Finally, there was only a mysterious sneer left in the box...

At this time, the woman didn't notice it, just cried and laughed, and drank a lot. In the end, she got drunk and was tired of crying. She suddenly got up, staggered and kicked the box on the last flatbed car, shouting like a drunken body: "Did you see it? I can't do it again, I'm just a useless waste!!!"

In the box is...

Spiritual position!

Row after row, densely packed, with at least one hundred spiritual spots!

"Dad, mother, eldest brother, second brother, younger brother..." The woman stroked the spiritual position one by one and cried: "Why is the one who survived in the end, I am the most useless guy? Why is Ye Huan right in front of me? I can't kill him and avenge you!?"

No one can answer her!

...

"What happened just now, how did the teacher defeat that woman!?"

At the foot of He Lie Mountain, Ye Huan regained his calmness and immediately found the elders' group to inquire about the battle situation just now.

"Oh, what else can I say?" The elders smiled bitterly: "As soon as the war begins, you are divining right, the weapon used by the woman is indeed a scepter, but so what if I know? The King of Fierce is ranked third in the Ninth Holy Mahatma. He knew that she would use the Demon Sword Masamu to die in battle, and His Majesty's ninth... Alas, His Majesty only resisted three moves, and was knocked on the head by the woman with a scepter and died on the spot!"

Ye Huan gritted his teeth, "Have you recorded the battle just now?"

"It's recorded!"

"Okay, together with the video of the time when the Fierce King died in battle, we will save it together. As for every battle of this woman in the future, our Heavenly Father Cult sends people to record it on the spot. We must find the weakness of this woman in the video and avenge the teacher in the future!" Thinking of the blonde Rhine's grace for her, a sharp flashed in Ye Huan's eyes.

Next, he borrowed an army from the elders, turned around and ran towards the ruins on the top of the mountain - Miss Nicholas and Donglin's teammates are still alive and dead!

But just as he was about to leave, Mrs. Elizabeth reached out to stop him, "Ye Huan, you can't go anywhere, just stand here!"

"Prison Master, my teammates are still on the mountain!"

"The life and death of several people will never be as good as the overall situation of He Lieshan!" Elizabeth said coldly: "Do you know? The era of Reinhardt has ended, and it is now the ten-year transition period before your Ye Huan took power! The first emperor left you with rights and responsibilities. Next, it is the first difficulty you must face as the heir of He Lieshan!"

"Difficult?"

Mrs. Elizabeth pointed to the distance, "Didn't you see it just now? Three of the four major warlords have joined forces to come to He Lieshan. At this moment, the Pope is dead. The power of He Lieshan is empty. It is a good opportunity for them to seize power from you!"

really!

While speaking, Truman, Chris, Tiger, the representatives of the three major warlords had already walked over with their heads held high. Although they were wearing filial piety clothes to pay tribute to the Pope, the excitement of the Pope's death between their eyebrows could not be concealed by the excitement of their own doing whatever they wanted!

"The Far East Diocese, the Orc Empire, the Red River Tribe, and the Zhou family in the South China Sea that cannot be attended will pay the greatest condolences to the death of His Majesty, and also ask the Lord of the God-Majesty to mourn him!"

Elizabeth is the pope's aunt. The three of them should first pay their respects to him, then raise their heads and smile, "Prison Master, although Your Majesty unfortunately died, you should not say anything except mourning, but some things that our families would never be worried about clearly!"

"I want to ask something, tell me!" Elizabeth said coldly when she knew what they were thinking.

"Your Majesty is dead, but He Lieshan cannot be without a master for a day. So, the prison master, who will inherit the throne of He Lieshan after Your Majesty?"

As he said that, before Elizabeth answered, Truman smiled slightly, "As far as I know, Your Majesty received the Tarot card a month ago. Time is urgent, and it is not enough to cultivate a qualified heir. Haha, it seems that He Lieshan has no heir anymore, so our families will discuss a proposal and ask the prison master to consider it!" He bowed to Dongfang, "In terms of strength and prestige, only the prison master can control the overall situation within He Lieshan. It is better to ask the prison master to take the position of pope!"

"Pope He Lieshan has always been a man!" Mrs. Elizabeth sneered: "I don't have the qualification!"

"So that's it..." Truman smiled a little hypocritical, "Then no one in He Lieshan is qualified to succeed the throne. Why not... choose one of the bishops of the major dioceses?"

Elizabeth cooperated with a smile, "Who do you think should I choose?"

"This..." Chumen deliberately pretended to be embarrassed to say it, and Chris said to him: "In terms of strength and prestige, the four major dioceses of the Heavenly Father Cult are crowned by the Far East. I think it is better to ask Brother Chu's father, Chu Yahongyi, to stand up and shoulder the heavy burden of He Lieshan!"

"Miss Chris was joking. My father had long said that he was devoted to heavenly Father and had no interest in power... I see Miss Chris's father, Chief Defu is a good candidate!"

"How can this work? My father was a general of Chu Yahongyi in his early years. As a subordinate, how could he compete with his old boss for power?"

"Our orc empire is even more ineffective. How can the religion created by humans be handed over to a lion? Brother Chu, don't refuse. Please immediately ask Chu Yahongyi to come to He Lieshan to take charge of the overall situation!"

Totally ignoring Mrs. Elizabeth, the three young men discussed the candidate for the next pope.

And according to their opinions, a secret agreement has long been reached - the four major warlords will jointly elect Chu Ya as the pope!

At this moment, the elders were so angry that they were itchy, and they wanted to tear these three people apart, but they didn't dare to take action! They were crazy, arrogant, but arrogant, and the hundreds of thousands of coalition forces of the four major warlords could dare to reach He Lieshan in a flash. With these hundreds of thousands of troops, what would they not dare to do?

"You little kids don't have to worry about He Lieshan's big events!" At the critical moment, Mrs. Elizabeth's smile was restrained and said coldly: "The Emperor has calculated that it has been today and has arranged his own heir!"

Truman was stunned!

To be honest, the four major warlords joined forces to He Lieshan this time to see that the Pope was about to die in battle and embezzle He Lieshan's power. Moreover, in their prediction, the Pope suddenly received a tarot card and had no time to cultivate a qualified heir. He Lieshan's power was cut off, so it should be easy to seize!

Unexpectedly, the Pope really found his heir in such a short time!?

"Master, who is the next pope?" Truman's face turned gloomy.

"Ye Huan!" Elizabeth said.

"Ye Huan? Is it him?"
Chapter completed!