She Shocks The Whole World After Retirement

Chapter 1467

Zhan Yingrong and Zhan Wuya were both competitors and combat partners. She yearned to surpass Zhan Wuya, but that didn't mean that she wanted to destroy him.

Zhan Yingrong's last sentence warmed Zhan Wuya's heart even more than comforting him directly. "Believe me, sooner or later, everyone will trust me again."

Seeing that Zhan Wuya and Zhan Yingrong had decided on the new Patriarch, the other Prime Masters rolled their eyes, but no one really stood up to object to Zhan Wuya's suggestion. Because, just as Zhan Yingrong had said, she was indeed the most suitable person for the Patriarch position and for leading them to revive the War God Clan.

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The news of Zhan Yingrong becoming the new Patriarch of the War God Clan spread throughout the entire cultivation world at lightning speed.

When he heard this news, Ye Qingyang had just arrived at the capital of the War God Empire and was about to take a taxi to the Black Sea. When he saw this news on the cultivation network, Ye Qingyang was stunned. Then, he smiled.

To retreat in order to advance, Zhan Wuya was quite smart.

Seeing that Zhan Wuya had successfully resolved his situation in the War God Clan, Ye Qingyang planned to return to the inner academy. Just as he was about to leave, he received a call from Zhan Wuya.

"Ye Qingyang." Zhan Wuya's low and weak voice sounded in Ye Qingyang's ears.

Ye Qingyang scratched his ears as he said sarcastically, "Are you going to die or something?"

Zhan Wuya laughed on the other end of the phone and said, "I heard from Yu Huang that you're coming to the War God Nation to support me?"

Ye Qingyang rubbed his nose awkwardly. He didn't admit it or reject it.

Zhan Wuya knew that a person like Ye Qingyang wouldn't admit it even if he did such a thing.

As a big shot ghostly cultivator, he was very prideful.

Zhan Wuya suddenly called Ye Qingyang's name, "Ye Qingyang."

"What?!" Ye Qingyang replied fiercely.

Zhan Wuya said dispiritedly, "Help me do something."

"What?" Ye Qingyang asked aloofly.

he suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly. Then, he said in a choked voice, "I don't have any romantic feelings for her, but when I personally picked up her

Qingyang felt a sense of pity. "Let it go. Everyone will die eventually. Wait for me. I'll go get a

I wasted another bus ticket." He put

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Ye Qingyang carried a beautiful crystal coffin to the Black Sea. There were countless cherry blossoms sealed in the middle of the coffin. When Zhan Wuya saw this coffin, he

on Zhan Wuya's body, he frowned worriedly and asked him, "How

"I won't die."

coffin. The undertaker had sewed together the head and neck. After makeup, the

from her beautiful and charming appearance

Wuya personally closed Zhan Jianxue's

He glanced at the woman in the pink dress lying in the coffin as he comforted Zhan Wuya awkwardly, "Don't be

and lamented, "Little Xue has been arrogant all her life, but now, she has finally done

Qingyang looked at Zhan Wuya worriedly and said, "You look like who lost your beloved. Zhan Wuya, you really

Zhan Wuya remained silent.

he lamented, "Perhaps. Otherwise, why would I put down my grudges and ask Duan Fen to refine the Cherry Blossom Warhammer?" He liked

so he comforted him, "Don't be so sad. Zhan Jianxue was sincere to you, so compared to me, you're much luckier." He was a pitiful person who had

Qingyang and Jing Jiaren, he nodded in agreement. "Yes, you're

Ye Qingyang was speechless.

academy immediately. He arrived at the lake island villa at dawn. Just as he got off the ferry, he saw

frowned slightly when he saw

surrounding atmosphere had become filled

Ye Qingyang?

back?" Jing Jiaren took the initiative to greet

he nodded, he entered the square and took a small path in order to take the energy car. Jing

stopped. Then, he looked up

the coldness in Ye Qingyang's eyes, but she was also a proud woman, so she quickly regained her composure. "Ye

Qingyang became more

in Ye Qingyang's gaze, Jing

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