Sealed Divine Throne

Long Haochen used the green bamboo stick to pull Cai'er back to where he was sitting just now, and asked Lin Xin to give up a seat to the side and arrange Cai'er next to him.

Lin Xin was better off, after all, he had not known Long Haochen for a long time. But Li Xin was surprised, "Brother, who is this?"

Long Haochen's face turned red and he said, "This is Cai'er, sister, she is my friend."

Li Xin looked at him, then at Cai'er, with a strange smile on her face, "Hey, she's your little girlfriend, right? Miss Cai'er, hello, my name is Li Xin. I am Haochen's sworn sister."

"Hello." Cai'er said softly, but she only said these two words and remained silent.

Long Haochen whispered in her ear: "Cai'er, are you here to participate in the competition too?"

"Yeah." Cai'er nodded slightly.

Long Haochen couldn't help but said: "Why have I never heard you say that before?"

Cai'er said: "You never asked me why I came to the Holy City."

Long Haochen scratched his head, as if he hadn't asked.

Li Xin said: "Miss Cai'er, seeing that you are covered in black gauze, you must be from the Assassin's Temple, right?"

Cai'er nodded gently.

Lin Xin on the side was full of surprise, blind assassin? However, he had been in society for a long time, so naturally he would not offend others. Although he was surprised, he did not ask any questions.

On the second floor of the meeting hall, some people wearing black clothes and veils were standing there looking down. It could be seen from their gray hair that they were very young.

"Is that that kid? How did he know the Saint?" An old man in black couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know. According to our investigation, it seems that the saint has never known such a person before."

"Don't you know? You can hurt Old Man Yang's grandson in the Knights Temple for him even if you don't know him? Is this how you people from the Eagle Hall investigate?"

"Ying Lao, don't be angry. You also know the saint's temper and her perception. She never likes to be followed by us."

"Hmph." The old man in black standing in the center is the deputy master of the Assassin Temple, the knight-errant master. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that Long Haochen was very unpleasant. How dare you abduct the Saint of Reincarnation. Fortunately, that old guy Han Qian came to me to ask for help. It should be me who went to ask for help. The people from the Knights Temple even abducted Cai'er.

The more Ying Suifeng thought about it, the angrier he became, and he couldn't help but reveal a sharp murderous aura.

Long Haochen, who was talking quietly to Cai'er below, felt a chill all over his body, as if his blood was about to solidify in an instant. A layer of intense golden light suddenly burst out from his body. The golden light did not spread outwards, but was extremely condensed. It vaguely condensed into the shape of a golden giant sword above Long Haochen's head.

"Huh?" Ying Suifeng whispered in surprise, "Fifth level? Isn't it fourth level? Eagle, how did you investigate?"

"It's the fourth level, right?" The old man standing next to him had doubts in his eyes, "Unless, unless he just broke through in the past few days."

"Ying Suifeng, what are you going to do, old man?" an angry voice sounded, and the next moment, Han Qian appeared in front of Ying Suifeng in a hurry. With a wave of his right hand, a layer of golden light enveloped the two of them, blocking out all detection from the outside world.

Ying Suifeng was also in a very bad mood at this time, "What am I doing? What do you think I am doing? That little brat in your Knights Temple is going to kidnap Cai'er... and kidnap Cai'er." He almost said it. The word saint comes from the word.

Han Qian snorted angrily, "What do you mean by kidnapping? It's a matter of your own free will, okay? Free love, do you understand?"

Ying Suifeng roared without showing any signs of weakness: "Free love is nothing. Our Cai'er is only fourteen years old, and Long Haochen is clearly an old cow eating young grass."

Han Qian was furious, "Fuck you, you are an old cow eating young grass. Our Haochen is only fourteen years old this year, at most a few months older than her."

"Eh? You're only fourteen years old!" Ying Suifeng showed a faint smile in his eyes, "A fourteen-year-old fifth-level knight, this is really appalling."

Han Qian really wanted to slap himself. He came here because of Ying Suifeng's sudden murderous intention towards Long Haochen. Yang Wenzhao was injured by someone from the Assassin Temple, which had already made the top brass of the Knight Temple extremely dissatisfied. If Long Haochen If Chen, the rising star, encounters problems again, I am afraid that the good relationship between the two major temples over the years will really be shaken. But he didn't expect that he accidentally spilled the beans after being angered by Ying Suifeng.

"I made a mistake, I was twenty-four." Han Qian calmed down immediately, calmed down his anger, and said calmly.

Ying Suifeng walked forward, laughed, and patted his shoulder, "Yes, he is twenty-four years old. I understand, I understand. What is our relationship if it comes out of your mouth and into my ears? I will definitely do it for you." You kept it a secret. Just like you will keep it a secret for us, doesn't this strengthen the close connection between our two major temples?"

Han Qian was really mute at this time and couldn't express his pain. He looked at Ying Suifeng with a gloomy look and snorted heavily.

"What are you two old guys doing here, doing something shameful?" At this moment, an old voice sounded.

It was an old man wearing a dark golden magic robe, looking at the two people inside the golden light shield with confusion.

Han Qian raised his hand and dispersed the isolated light, "It's nothing, Ying Suifeng has a convulsion, I'll take care of him."

Ying Suifeng had just taken advantage of him and was in a very good mood, "Yes, I had a seizure just now, but I'm fine now. Old Lintou, the group lottery is about to begin. I heard that your kid is also entering It’s the final.”

The old magician's expression changed, "Huh, don't mention that little bastard to me, I'll get angry if you mention it."

Ying Suifeng laughed and said, "Okay, okay. In fact, you are very proud of yourself. It is said that your grandson's attainments in potions are admired by a certain powerful person in your temple."

The old magician glared at him and said: "That little bastard is really good at potions, but he didn't know that he had the wrong string and insisted on joining the demon hunting group."

Han Qian said: "That's much better than that kid from my family. He's extremely arrogant, but he didn't even pass the preliminary round."

"Oh? Didn't that boy Han Yu break through the fifth level? Why didn't he pass the preliminary round?" The old magician looked curious, but the teasing expression on his face was not concealed at all.

"Lin Chen, you old guy just gloat about your misfortune. Humph." Han Qian looked unhappy.

Lin Chen laughed and said: "How can this be gloating? I thought only the little bastard from my family was embarrassed, but it turns out that the one from your family was also embarrassed. This made me feel balanced. At any rate, the one from my family has made it to the finals. "

"You..." Han Qian glared at Lin Chen.

"What are you doing? You want to fight! Come on! I've just recently figured out how to use a ninth-level forbidden spell. Although it's not complete yet, I can try it on you." Lin Chen was not afraid at all.

"Okay, don't act like a cockfight whenever you two meet. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?" A soft female voice sounded. A middle-aged woman wearing a white robe walked slowly.

Her long golden hair was spread behind her back, and the white robes were all embroidered with golden high-elven inscriptions. Although she was already quite old, her beautiful appearance still retained her charm.

Seeing her, Han Qian and Lin Chen were obviously stunned. They each snorted but stopped talking.

Ying Suifeng smiled slightly, nodded to the white-robed woman, and said, "Hello, Cardinal Ruoshui."

If anyone heard his name, they would be surprised. This woman in white robe, who looked to be no more than forty years old, was actually the cardinal of the priest's temple. That's an eighth-level powerhouse! And judging from the looks of Han Qian and Lin Chen, it was obvious that they both gave her face.

Ruoshui smiled, nodded, and said, "Hello, Master of the Shadow Palace."

Sighing softly, she continued: "I just heard you talking about the situation in the preliminary round. There is also a little monster in our priest temple."

"Oh?" The eyes of the other three people fell on her in unison.

The six major temples have a certain competitive relationship with each other. The finals of the Demon Hunting Group Trials are one of the means of competition. Therefore, they will not inform each other about the preliminary results. Seeing Ruo Shui with a headache at this time, they naturally All a little curious.

Ruoshui sighed softly and said, "I'm afraid we have to change some rules in the next preliminary round." As she spoke, her eyes naturally fell on a certain bald man below.

In the meeting hall, the golden light that appeared on Long Haochen's body attracted the attention of many contestants. However, the murderous aura disappeared just as quickly as it came, and Long Haochen quickly returned to normal. But behind his back he was still sweating.

Cai'er's eyes moved slightly. Just when Long Haochen felt the strong murderous intention, her left hand had already been raised. When the murderous intention disappeared, she quietly lowered her hand.

"What's going on?" Li Xin asked doubtfully.

Long Haochen shook his head and said, "I don't know either. Just now I felt like someone was targeting me, with a strong murderous intent."

Lin Xin said indifferently: "It's okay, someone just wants to test you. Did you see it? Over there on the second floor. The six major temples will send high-level officials to watch the lottery ceremony. It must be one of them who has nothing to do. I've done it. This is the ruling government of our alliance, who dares to cause trouble here?"

At this moment, an old man wearing light golden clothing walked onto the central platform of the chamber.

The old man was tall and tall, and felt even stronger than a certain bald man. His short gray hair stood on end like steel needles. His age had not slackened his body at all, and the muscles under his strong clothes were as tattooed as granite. The light golden costume was embroidered with eight silver dragons. His eyes were even more powerful. As soon as he appeared, the invisible pressure naturally silenced the whole place.

"Everyone has arrived, and the grouping ceremony begins now. The numbers of all contestants remain the same as those in the preliminary round. I guess your teacher has told you the final method, so I won't go into details. Now let's start drawing lots. Each group of ten people. Draw lots. After that, you go directly to the trial field for the first round."

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Yesterday I uploaded it wrong at first, but then I modified it, but I don’t know why the modification was not successful. It’s really strange! Laosan will revise it again, and it should be OK now. I'm extremely sorry and please forgive me. Sorry sorry. .