Super Master of Female President

"Feier, I saw you were injured just now, are you okay?"

At this moment, Ji Ruyue walked over and asked with concern.

Qin Menglan also looked at Ye Fei, with a worried look in his eyes.

"Mom, don't worry, I'm fine, it's just a slight injury, just take a rest." Ye Fei smiled.

"That's good."

Ji Ruyue nodded, and then said: "Feier, Menglan, you have finally returned to the ancient martial world, do you want to stay a few days before leaving?"

"Mom, I still have something to deal with in the secular world, so at most I will rest here tonight and leave tomorrow."

Ye Fei wanted to stay a few more days, but when he thought of going to the Kowloon Club these days, he couldn't stay longer.

"Yes, mother-in-law, I still have work to deal with in the secular world, so I can't stay here." Qin Menglan also said.

"Let's do it, since you all have problems, then I won't force you to stay."

Ji Ruyue nodded, also expressing understanding.

Later, Ye Fei looked at Lu Qinghong again and said, "Qinghong, how do you arrange it?"

"Brother Fei, I will go back to Jianzong with my father today, and I will leave for Ninghai directly tomorrow." Lu Qinghong replied.

"Well, see you tomorrow in Ning Hai."

Ye Fei nodded, and then left Xuanyuan Family Ancestral Land with Qin Menglan and Ji Ruyue...

...

at dusk.

The sunset glow reddened the sky, and the sky was covered by the ten thousand clouds.

Above the Pacific Ocean, a certain sea area.

Above this sea area, there is a small half-moon-shaped island named "Island of Death".

In the very center of the island, a huge white palace resembling European and American style was built.

Outside the temple, a relief of a Mayan **** was erected, either solemn, majestic, or fierce.

The stairs leading to the palace are hundreds of stairs made of unknown materials.

At the gate of the palace, two men in silver armor stood erect.

These two men are tall and mighty, and their faces are cold, and they are not ordinary people at first glance.

At this time, in the palace.

The soft white crystals are all over the stone pillars and ceiling, illuminating the entire space, sacred and majestic.

On both sides of this hall, thirty-one chairs made of gold were cast.

However, at this time, only eleven men and women of different ages, shapes, and dresses were sitting on the chairs, chatting, and seemed to be waiting for someone.

"Wisdom, is the king of the gods here?"

An old man with white hair and white beard, wearing a white robe and holding a cane made of black crystal, looked at a man with an elegant face in gray clothes.

The man said indifferently: "God, please stay calm, the king of the gods will come soon."

Seeing this man in gray said so, the others present didn't say much, but waited quietly.

It only took a few minutes.

I saw that behind the curtain, the huge crystal made of colorful crystals suddenly added a person to the throne, as if he had appeared out of thin air.

When this person appeared, the eleven people below suddenly felt a powerful pressure covering the entire hall.

The eleven people quickly got up from their chairs, put their right hands on their left chests, kneeled on one knee respectfully, and shouted: "The King of Gods!!"

"Get up all."

A deep and majestic voice came from behind the curtain.

"Thanks to the king of the gods!!"

The eleven people respectfully thanked them, and then stood up.

Seeing these eleven people stand up, the person behind the curtain asked faintly: "Are the three of the ghost face demon monk, Burning sky, and Devil bow all back?"

"Report to the King of the Gods, how about the three of them coming back."

The old man with white hair and white beard said in a hoarse voice, and then said: "The king of the gods, the ghost face and the monster monk have all been away for several days, but there is no news.

So, my subordinates would like to ask you, have they inquired about the news? Can our plan be implemented? "

"You haven't come back yet..."

The person behind the curtain said in a puzzled voice, as if asking or asking himself.

But soon, the hall became quiet again.

Because, they all know, at this time, the king of the gods must be calculating again.

After all, the king of the gods can predict the future and predict what has happened.

A few more minutes passed.

The person behind the curtain sighed lightly and said: "The mission of the ghost face monster monk, Burning sky and Devil bow failed."

"What? It failed?!"

A tall man, over two meters tall, wearing a black waistcoat and showing his two strong arms, couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Yes, Hercules, they failed."

The person behind the curtain said softly.

"Since it failed, why didn't they come back?"

The old man in white robe asked suspiciously.

"They can't come back."

The person behind the curtain said a little.

"Can't come back? What do you mean?"

Asked the majestic giant man.

"Hercules, don't you know that? The king of the gods meant that the ghost face demon monk, Burning Heaven and Devil Bow are all dead."

The elegant-looking man took a sentence with a very magnetic voice.

"Zhishen is right, all three of them are dead."

The person behind the curtain said something, with no emotion in his voice, neither sad nor happy.

"died?!"

"How is this possible? Could it be that they were killed by those old guys in China?!"

"But it's not right. They fought those old guys two hundred years ago, and they should know the strength of those old guys very well.

If they are really lost, they should also run away. Why did they die? "

Everyone present started talking, and obviously found it incredible.

"It was not the old men of China that killed the three of them, but the purgatory king." The person behind the screen said.

"Purgatory King?"

The white-robed old man frowned slightly and said, "Could it be that the Purgatory King really joined the Ancient Alliance?"

"Through my calculations, the Purgatory King not only joined the Ancient Alliance, but even became the leader of the Ancient Alliance..."

The person behind the curtain paused and continued: "Maybe, this is why I can't predict the outcome of the war. It turns out that the variable of the purgatory king has already begun from this moment..."

"However, the king of the gods and the purgatory king are at best equal to the dark and dragon knights.

Even if the Devil Bow is not his opponent, how could Burning Heaven and Ghost Face Monster Monk die in his hands?

Could it be said that in this short period of time, the strength of the purgatory king has become stronger again? "The old man in the white robe said.

"Yes, the strength of the purgatory king has become stronger again."

The person behind the curtain said calmly: "Moreover, according to my calculations, the strength of the purgatory king is not limited to this...

Perhaps, he did not use all his strength to kill the ghost face demon monk, Burning sky and the devil bow...Perhaps, he killed the three ghost face demon monks with at most 60 to 70% strength..."

When everyone present heard it, their faces appeared shocked.

They didn't expect that a kid they were not optimistic about before, in a short period of time, grew so fast, and killed their three major gods in a row.

No wonder the king of the gods repeatedly asked to win over this kid, but he didn't expect the potential of this kid to be terrifying enough.

The white-robed old man showed a solemn expression and said: "The king of the gods, it seems that we can't wait any longer and must implement the plan as soon as possible.

If we wait any longer, once the purgatory king grows up, it will also pose a threat to us..."

"God, do you really value that kid too much?"

A man wearing black armor, a straight body, a fierce face, and a broad sword in his hand jokingly smiled, and said: "Even if that kid has great potential and strength, where can he be strong?

In the face of our gods, he is not even qualified to fight us. If I met him in the war, I would kill him with one sword. "

"God of War, I didn't say that I was afraid of that kid. I just think that our plan can't make any mistakes because of that kid." The white robe old man said solemnly.

"Okay, stop fighting."

The person behind the curtain said something, and then said: "As the gods said, our plan should be implemented.

Gods, the chess pieces we arranged in Huaxia should also play their role...Didn't they form the ancient alliance, let them mess up..."

"Yes, the king of gods!"

The old man in the white robe folded his chest with his right hand, with a pious expression, and bowed down respectfully.