Chapter 2489： revenge (1/2)

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Meng Jing remained motionless and looked straight at Yi Qingsong.

He was unbelievable about this result, and was too surprised. He never thought that the person chosen was Yi Qingsong. This identity of Yi Qingsong is too sensitive. It can be said that the monarch of the Dream King can be any disciple of the Dream King. It just couldn't be him.

In the final analysis, it is because of his status as Ashura, not a demon, how can he be the master of the Dream King?

One who was not the demon who became the first case of the demon realm was incredible.

The crowd also stared at him in surprise, looking at the jade ring in his hand, unbelievable.

They have the same mind, which is simply incredible.

”This ... this ...?” Yi Qingsong seemed to be holding the hot mountain stream, almost wanting to throw away the jade ring.

Yuhuan has become simple, antique and permeated with vicissitudes. It seems to have gone through a long period of time.

Meng Jing had a complex mind, but his skinny face was dull, and he glanced coldly at him, humming: ”The man of choice has appeared, and this is our new lord, this is the choice of the ancestor of the upper level, but Does anyone disagree? ”

”Elder Mongolia, everyone else is here, we all agree, Brother Yi Yi has become the suzerain, this ... a little inappropriate, right?” A middle-aged man clenched his fists and said hesitantly.

Meng Jing stared at him coldly, ”So you are doubting the choices of the ancestors from the upper level?”

”Of course not!” The middle-aged man waved his hands and showed an embarrassing look: ”Of course, the ancestors of all ages are smarter than us, but ...”

”Huh, because Qingsong is not a demon, so you think that the non-ethnic people have their own hearts, afraid that after Qingsong became the suzerain, they will go to Asura, and harm the interests of our Dream King?” Menjing Lengheng whispered.

The middle-aged man was busy: ”Of course we believe in Yi Shi, but his identity is special after all. The key is that cultivation will not enter the country too quickly, for fear of damaging our majesty.”

”Do you think that the green pine is low?” Meng Jing said coldly.

”Yes.” The middle-aged man nodded helplessly.

In fact, what he was worried about was really harming Damengzong's interests. After all, it was Ashura. No matter how much he hated Ashura, his blood was undeniable. He was born with a kindness that was different from the demons, and his heart must be different for other people.

But this cannot be said clearly, otherwise Yi Qingsong will be insulted, that is the enemy.

Meng Jing hummed: ”It can be assured that once you become a suzerain, there will naturally be a suzerain of the suzerain, which will advance rapidly, and you will achieve the first in a few days.

”That disciple has nothing to say.” The middle-aged man no longer spoke, holding his fists.

Under the eyes of Meng Jing, the people around him swallowed the original worry. The Elder Meng was also clever. Since they supported Yi Qingsong as the suzerain, their opposition was useless and can be assured.

What's more, this is the ruler of the selection, and the selection has never made a mistake.

They just thought it was unbelievable, and they started to question, but they were pressed by Meng Jing, but they were honest.

Meng Jing glanced at the crowd and Shen said, ”Who else has doubts about the choice of this master?”

”Elder Mongolia, I don't agree!” Yi Qingsong raised his hand.

The crowd suddenly came over.

Meng Jing frowned deeply: ”Qing Song, what do you disagree with?”

Yi Qingsong shook his head: ”I cannot hold the post of suzerain.”

”Why?” Meng Jing cried.

Yi Qingsong sighed: ”The kindness and trust of the ancestors of previous generations are unforgettable, but I forbid the kid to be the suzerain, the kid He De He can, without talent, how can he become the suzerain!”

”God chose you to become suzerain, and you are suzesh!” Meng Jing whispered.

Yi Qingsong shook his head: ”Thanks for the trust of the ancestors, but I don't want Damengzong to be the laughingstock of all the sects. How big is Damengzong, how can an Ashura become the ruler?”

”What about Asura, what about the demons, and even heaven and man, as long as you practice my martial arts of Damengongzong, you are my disciple of Damengongzong!” Mengjing said slowly: ”As long as my heart is toward my Damengzong, it is My big disciple's loyal disciples, regardless of origin! ”

This remark made everyone enthusiastic.