Chapter 188: Too many people

Yue Chen stared at Lan Ling'er's face and said word by word: "Abandon the treasure pavilion and follow me."
Lan Ling'er's calm face was full of surprise.
She thought of many ways out, but never thought of betraying Jumbo Pavilion.
Not to mention that the people who betrayed the Treasure Pavilion ended up miserably. Just being a member of the Astrological Kingdom royal family made it impossible for them to betray the Treasure Nation.
but! Lan Ling'er saw sincerity on Yue Chen's face.
The two talked many times, and in many cases they tried each other, kept each other, and then made unpredictable expressions.
Lan Ling'er saw such a sincere expression on Yue Chen's face for the first time.
Inexplicably, Lan Linger's heart was a little flustered.
Yue Chen's voice continued to be heard slowly: "Perhaps, this makes it difficult for you to accept, but it doesn't matter, I will let you go back and consider it slowly, and will not force you.
As long as you take refuge in me, you are Shen Wanshan's right and left hand, and I can entrust Yue Guo's foreign business to you.
In addition, I can guarantee your safety, no one can hurt you. "
"Your Majesty, the little girl retire first."
Lan Ling'er bowed softly, and she was in a state of confusion at the moment.
Yue Chen kept watching her leave, and the pretty figure finally disappeared from Yue Chen's sight.
Yue Chen sighed softly, picked up a cup of tea and drank it like wine.
Two days later, the internal schoolyard of Hongyan City.
Today, finally ushered in the day of picking players.
Under Jia Xu's suggestion, Yue Chen raised the original three places to eight places.
The extra is considered a substitute.
After all, in this kind of competition, deaths and injuries are unpredictable, and there is a possibility that someone will be injured and unable to continue the battle.
That substitute is very important.
Each of the Guards sent three young men.
After ten days of "special training", these young people are full of blood and real energy.
Who said, the soldiers have far less experience in upgrading than Yue Chen.
Yue Chen has only been promoted to a level, but each of these young people has reached the realm of the peak of war spirits.
Then Yue Chen discovered a pit in the system, that is, the rank of the soldier, he couldn't surpass himself.
According to the experience they needed, someone had already been promoted to the champion, but later discovered that they were still unable to promote after being trained for several days.
Later, generals came to inquire about Yue Chen, and Yue Chen found out this rule: Soldiers cannot be higher than himself.
But nothing! The peak of war spirits is already very strong among young people before the age of twenty.
The competition is fierce, and the two-hour battle is still difficult to win.
Yue Chen stood in the stands and watched with relish.
"His Majesty!"
Jia Xu came to Yue Chen's side and said in a low voice, "Now the soldiers have shot out real fire. If you continue to fight, I am afraid that there will be damage."
Yue Chen reacted.
Everyone's strengths are almost the same, and their equipment and martial arts skills are similar.
If you continue to fight, I am afraid that a few will not be seriously injured or a few will not die.
Yue Chen said to Jia Xu: "Then what do you say?"
Jia Xu smiled slightly and said, "It's easy to handle, take it all."
Full band?
There are 27 young people right now.
Yue Chen looked at the faces of the young people, their faces filled with the spirit of expectation and struggle.
Everyone yearned to follow Yue Chen.
"Bring so many, how do you arrange to join the war?"
Yue Chen asked.
Jia Xu was confident and smiled: "Your Majesty, draw lots.
Those who get the lottery will always have a fixed arrangement, unless they are injured, they will arrange others, so that they can preserve their strength. "
Yue Chen was excited, and nodded fiercely: "This is a good idea, hehe, people from other empires, I am afraid it will be difficult to gather so many war spirit peaks, but I can draw lots to decide?
Not bad. "
"stop!"
Yue Chen shouted.
Several groups of people in the competition stopped, and all the young people looked at Yue Chen.
Yue Chen waved his hand and said, "I don't want to see it, just follow me."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Everyone prayed.
Yue Chen continued: "Okay, you can go, but who will go first?
You guess the box and decide, and the winner will go first. "
The guessing game decides the outcome, it is much simpler.
Everyone grew their mouths wide and felt something wrong, but no one dared to question His Majesty's order.
In the end, the top three guessers were an 18-year-old boy from Lu Bu's wolf riding camp, named Fang Bin.
The second place is a member of Mu Guiying's Flame Camp, named Murong'an, and the third place is the female soldier of Fengyu Camp, Yue Ling who has followed Yue Chen many times.
"After I leave, Yue Guo will leave it to you."
Yue Chen said solemnly to everyone, "Xun Yu is the main article, and Mu Guiying is the main article. No objections are allowed."
"Yes!"
The people will worship.
Yue Chen led Sun Shangxiang, Jia Xu, Wei Zhongxian and Pei Min, as well as Feng Yuying's eight hundred sisters, to rise from the sky on a flying boat.
According to the map instructions, a day later, everyone arrived at Qingyang Mountain.
Standing on the flight building ship, you can see a mountain range on the periphery, as if it had been flattened by a sword, revealing a huge platform.
There is a place to meet challengers from all countries.
When the flying building landed, a figure appeared in front of Yue Chen, but he saw Cheng Shuang in white clothes holding a folding fan and smiled at Yue Chen: "Brother Yue, don't come here without any problems."
"Miss Cheng, why are you here."
Yue Chen was surprised.
Seeing Cheng Shuang again, Yue Chen's heart was a little complicated, but his master ran over to pit himself.
Cheng Shuang smiled, and said, "Forget the time, I think Brother Yue should almost come. It's the first time you are here. You may not know the procedure, so you are here to welcome you."
"Thank you Miss Cheng!"
Yue Chen clasped his fist and thanked him.
"what?"
Cheng Shuang looked at the Eight Hundred Fengyu Camp on the flying building and was shocked.
Cheng Shuang said: "Brother Yue, are you here to fight? Don't worry, my temple will not put you in danger."
Yue Chen asked curiously: "You didn't tell me how many people should be brought?
Do you bring more now?
Then I send it back? "
"It's not necessary!"
Cheng Shuang smiled bitterly, "My temple can still accommodate so many people, but every empire usually only takes thirty or fifty people... Brother Yue's practice, our temple has never recorded it. ."
"Can you stay?
If I can’t live, I’ll find a place to camp. Don’t worry, we can provide our own food. "
"That's not necessary."
Cheng Shuang shook his head, "Brother Yue, please come with me."
Just as Yue Chen walked out a few steps, a cold snort suddenly came over his head.
Immediately, Yue Chen felt a sword-like gaze piercing the back of his head.
Yue Chen turned around suddenly, but saw a flying ship slowly descending.
At the bow of the building, a tall, majestic old man dressed in a Chinese dress stared at Yue Chen with murderous intent.
This is the old man Yue Chen has never seen before.
Behind him, there are ten young people and some soldiers in armor.