Poor Feng Xingying is now a hater. Because he is too close to the Saint, he takes the job of the Holy Guard. Several handsome guys in the Holy Guard glare at Feng Xingying hatefully.
But Feng Xingying is not alone. She also has a young apprentice.
Who dared to glare at Feng Xingying, Ye Jingning would glare back even more fiercely.
The people in the Holy Guard thought Ye Jingning was funny and even teased him: "Would you like to join us? We still have 41 places in the Holy Guard."
Well, in principle, there are one hundred and one members of the Holy Guards, but the saint Ye Nian really doesn't give people a way to survive, so her Holy Guards currently only have 60 people.
"I don't want it!" Ye Jingning rolled his eyes at them: "I will only be the master's holy guard."
"Hey, then your master must be a saint to have this qualification."
"Hmph, she is the most sacred in my heart."
"Good boy, you have something to pursue!"
Qin Molin was no longer too lazy to behave like a little kid. He just glanced at Ye Jingning casually and didn't even bother to remind him of respecting his teacher.
Anyway, he had already jumped into the trap and became Feng Xingying's disciple. In Feng Xingying's mind, master and apprentice were like father and son. He accepted a disciple named Lu Chen and almost didn't treat him as his own son, so forget it.
Even the white-bearded Mr. Sun was treated like a son by Feng Xingying, and Ye Jingning was certainly no exception? Didn’t you see how nice Feng Xingying is to him now
This stubborn, stupid boy still doesn't understand. As he grows up a few years, he will understand that it is normal for a child to be attached to and protect his mother.
Ye Jingning thought Qin Molin would be unhappy, but what he saw was Qin Molin's playful eyes. What was going on? I always feel like he's a bit gloating
"Why don't you see the second elder? She must have been here too?" Feng Xingying couldn't help but ask.
"It's all my fault. In order to protect the master, when I registered the floor, I wrote her six thousand floors." Ye Nian felt guilty again and couldn't imagine the anger of the second elder.
"Holy Seventeen, take a few people down to deliver a message to the second elder. Let her come here to meet us."
"yes!"
Ye Nian had a golden bead to guide him, which made it much easier to find someone, but the golden bead was also strange and kept rolling up the stairs.
One layer, two times, a thousand layers.
When they reached the 8,000th floor, the second elder Ye Yuqiong had already arrived with dozens of elites for a meeting, and the seventh elder and fifth elder also brought people.
But still not traced.
And these two thousand consecutive floors, which should have been the tree-lined Ten Thousand Demons Tower, are now filled with demonic energy.
This situation is very wrong.
Everyone in Qi Mo has an answer in their hearts, that is, what they fear most has probably already happened.
But with the presence of Saint Ye Nian and Second Elder Ye Yuqiong, no one dared to tell this fact. At least, they still had a trace of luck in their hearts.
This situation lasted until the top of the Ten Thousand Demons Tower, the 9990th floor.
The sky can be reached beyond the top floor, and no one knows what the scene will be like.
And at the 9999th floor, Ye Nian's golden beads finally stopped climbing the tower and kept rolling in one direction.
Poor Ye Nian had to use up his divine power to support Jinzhu in finding the way. He was completely exhausted and looked pale while supporting him.
Just when the golden beads stopped, Ye Nian suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.
"Ah!!!" Ye Yuqiong made a heartbreaking voice, her voice was miserable and crazy.