If the subordinates were really allowed to take Chen Che away and send him to the West Desert Prison, it would be the same as letting Chen Che go.
The climate of the Western Desert Prison is harsh, and the air is highly poisonous. There are countless death row prisoners and demon cultivators hiding in it. For ordinary people, it is a dangerous place.
But for Chen Che, it would be a gift of opportunity.
It is also a great opportunity to get to know demon cultivators, evil tribes and other forces.
"Not in a hurry?"
Chen Che said in a deep voice: "Ye An, are you feeling guilty?"
If we look at Chen Che's original surname, which is Lin, the word 'Lin Che' does have the flavor of a child of destiny.
However, Ye An was also dissatisfied.
With the surname Ye being one of the four major families in the world of fantasy cultivation, who is afraid of whom
"From just now to now, you insist that... I want to possess the Twilight Saint? Have you seen this with your own eyes?" Ye An said solemnly.
Indeed, the idea of this farce was just a rough discussion between him and Qi Xi, and he was not sure of its complete success.
However, the act of cuckolding the child of luck, even if it is just a misunderstanding and acting, can make the child of luck break his defense.
At this moment, Chen Che still has no abilities, and his realm is only the Body Tempering Realm. He is in the Novice Village, and he dares to face the final villain's shouts and slaps.
I heard Chen Che say indignantly: "It's not just what I saw with my own eyes! If I hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid Miss Qingxue would have already..."
As he spoke, his voice suddenly stopped, and he felt pain in his heart like a knife.
Ye An said: "In that case, Saint, what do you think?"
Everyone's eyes fell on Mu Qingxue.
The Chen family elders listened to Chen Che's retelling over and over again. At first they were really angry and didn't believe it.
But after many times, I am also curious, and now I am waiting for the answer.
But he saw that although Mu Qingxue's face was a little pale, she still maintained a calm and calm expression and said:
"This man is talking nonsense, so he should be taken to the Western Desert Prison and executed."
Mu Qingxue said calmly.
In his words, it was as if he didn't know Chen Che at all. He didn't intercede for him and just let him fend for himself.
Secondly, Empress Qi Xi was supposed to be the one to expel the cold, but she did not mention this.
She didn't know what Ye An and Qi Xi were thinking.
But now, the only way to cooperate as much as possible and make the empress think that she has nothing to do with Chunyang's son, maybe we can save Chen Che's life from Ye An and Qi Xi.
Ye An quickly understood and said to himself: "Interesting."
He deliberately broke off the relationship and agreed to be taken to the Western Desert Prison. In fact, he was just looking for an opportunity.
If Chen Che continued to be reckless in public, it would be bad to be executed here;
But if he is imprisoned in the Western Desert Prison, Mu Qingxue still has time and possibility to save him in the process.
This can be regarded as helping Chen Che invisibly.
There are many demonic cultivators hiding in the West Desert Prison. Once Chen Che is let go, it will be equivalent to sending him back to the spring water, which is completely impossible to use.
"Qingxue..."
At this time, Chen Che, who was kneeling on his knees, had trembling eyes and a look of disbelief on his face.
"What nonsense did you say?"
"When I came in, you were clearly naked, flushed, and even your cultivation aura was extremely weak."
Mu Qingxue frowned slightly and shouted coldly: "That's enough!"
There was silence.
The air was filled with invisible anger.
The Chen family elders present here all had livid faces and angry eyes, and they wanted to kill Chen Che.
After listening to Chen Che's repeated words just now, they thought that the Holy Son and the Holy Lady were indeed doing those ridiculous things.
Even if there is something absurd in nature, so what? Chen Che can only blame himself for being stupid.
But he didn't expect that it was Chen Che who was talking nonsense from beginning to end, which is even more unforgivable.
"I see… "
Chen Che suddenly laughed miserably, then raised his head and stared at Ye An on the main seat.
"Ye An, you are so clever."
Apparently more than ten days ago, he confided his feelings to Mu Qingxue, and their relationship had some foundation.
But at this moment, his sweetheart changed his approach and stood beside Ye An completely.
Chen Che knew it.
Ye An must have secretly used some dirty trick to blackmail Mu Qingxue.
In his previous life, in pursuit of the ultimate in martial arts, Chen Che had missed many people on the path of practice.
Now that his soul has penetrated and he has another chance, how could he give up.
"Ye An, I am the only one who knows how to drive away the coldness of the cold body."
"No matter how exquisite the magic of the temple is, it is extremely difficult to expel the cold air."
Chen Che was silent for a moment, and then said in a sonorous and powerful tone: "Do you dare to bet with me?"
Ye An became interested and said, "Betting? What are you betting on?"
Chen Che said: "Just bet... the three-palm agreement, bet on whether I can take your three palms with the realm of body tempering!"
Ye An sighed: "Why should I bet with you?"
Chen Che frowned and responded: "Since you have the ability to help the Holy Maiden of Twilight expel the cold air, it means that... among the divine arts of the temple, there are moves with pure Yang energy."
"You might as well try this move, use all your strength, and I'll take three of your palms!"
Ye An was stunned for a moment and said, "Where's the bet?"
Chen Che said: "If I receive these three palms, it means... you don't have the ability to expel the cold at all."
"If I can't take the three palms, then I'll leave it to you."
Hearing this, everyone was silent for a moment.
Then Ye An couldn't help but burst into laughter, looking like a villain.
The elders around him shook their heads and sighed, saying, "Chen Che is crazy."
"Taking three palms? With his body-tempering realm, wouldn't it be the same as asking for death?"
"Even if I can receive three palms, what does it have to do with driving away the cold energy?"
"Oh, idiot."
Everyone shook their heads and sighed, as if they had seen the ending clearly.
But Ye An knew what Chen Che meant by this move.
Hitting Chen Che with pure yang energy in divine arts would not only not cause any harm to him, but would actually temper his pure yang body's physique.
Although this will have a huge backlash, the majestic pure Yang aura will burst Chen Che's physique.
But the other party is a child of luck, and his body will never be exploded by the pure Yang aura. This will only be another opportunity.
A white wolf with nothing to gain opportunities, and then take advantage of the trend to slap him in the face with a show of pretentiousness.
A scene was staged in public: 'It's a showdown, I am the son of Chunyang'.
Chen Che may have thought it was too simple.
"Okay, Chen Che, what should I do if it's not me who helps Saint Twilight drive away the cold energy, but someone else."
Ye An took a sip of tea and said calmly.
At that time, Qi Xi, who was sitting next to him, was yawning lazily.
Qi Xi remained silent for a long time, her breath hidden, like a transparent background board from beginning to end, so no one would notice her.
This depends on the magical spell she casts on herself to conceal her aura.
"It's not you?"
But Chen Che sneered and said, "Doesn't this confirm your sinister intention to molest Miss Qingxue and blackmail her with dirty tricks?"
"No, that's not right." Ye An shook his head slightly and said, "What if I told you again that the one who really drives away the cold is the Temple Empress."