The Dragon Saint Zi unconsciously puffed up his chest and raised his chin at a 45-degree angle, giving him the air of an immortal.
"Okay, okay, now that we have talked about it today, I will stop pretending and let my Holy Son show off his cards."
"Actually, I have always had the potential to be a leader, but I am a bit more low-key as a demon and don't want to compete with the Holy Lady."
"Think about it. As the biological daughter of the Holy Lord, if the Holy Lady loses to me, how can the Holy Lord be proud of it?"
"But since you trust me so much, I don't care so much. I can't let you down."
Everyone was dumbfounded by what the Dragon Saint Son said.
The Phoenix Saint and the Blue Wolf Saint looked at each other, and both saw the shocked look in each other's eyes.
They really don’t know how the Holy Son of the Dragon has the nerve to say these words? How big must his face be?
Then Holy Son Jiaolong was about to go out to explain his thoughts, but was blocked by Holy Son Qilin.
The Dragon Holy Son raised his eyes lightly.
"What do you mean?"
"I should be asking you this. I don't want to talk nonsense with you here. Just get out of here and don't make yourself unhappy."
The Dragon Saint was immediately amused.
"I am asking for trouble? Could you please clarify the situation? Am I asking for trouble now?"
"Since the Holy Lady no longer wants to be the leader, then I can just become the leader. If the Holy Lady doesn't want to take on the responsibilities, I can just take them on her behalf."
"This is a matter between the two of us. What does it have to do with you? A dog meddles in another's own business."
"I go!"
Holy Son Qilin struck him directly from the air, knocking Holy Son Jiaolong back a few steps before he regained his balance.
"What do you mean? You're really taking action! Are you used to being a gangster?"
"I'm warning you, don't push me. If you really push me, I won't care about the friendship of the same race!"
The big faces of the Dragon Saint Son were all squeezed together, not to mention how much they hated him.
He found that no matter when, Qilin Holy Son would take action against him whenever he wanted, and he didn't take him seriously at all.
If it were before, I might still feel intimidated by the strength of Qilin Holy Son. After all, I really couldn't beat him.
But now that the Holy Son of Qilin is seriously injured, he is not used to this problem of the Holy Son of Qilin!
He must completely correct this problem today, otherwise he will never have a good life in the future!
The Phoenix Saint and the Blue Wolf Saint sighed helplessly, it’s coming again and again! These two are about to fight again!
I don't know if they are bored or not, but I am bored by it anyway.
"What's the matter? You still want to touch this Holy Son! Then come! This Holy Son will satisfy your wish this time!"
"Actually, I didn't want to argue with you. After all, if I defeat you now, it will be a weak victory and there is no point in it."
"But you brought it to your door today. You asked for it, so you can't blame me."
The Dragon Holy Son was full of arrogance at first, but when he saw the air waves emanating from the Qilin Holy Son, he rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
"Isn't it? Your strength has returned to its peak state again? Are you kidding me? Haven't you started practicing yet?"
Qilin Holy Son smiled coldly and took out a fiery red bead from his sleeve robe.
"You know what this is?"
"This is……"
The Dragon Holy Son only felt that it looked familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.
Holy Son Canglang exclaimed.
"This is the Qilin Orb of the Qilin Clan!"
"Kirin Orb?"
The corners of Qilin Holy Son's mouth drew a strange arc, and he slowly spoke.
"I won't go around in circles with you. After I successfully awaken the ancient orthodox Kirin bloodline, the Kirin Orb will already belong to me. I can use it whenever I want."
"Now you should know why my injury healed so quickly, right? So do you still want to touch me?"
"Well……"
Yes! These words really stopped Holy Son Jiaolong from asking, and now it is his turn to be in trouble.
After all, the words I shouted just now have been released. If I just give in now, that would be too much!
He is the holy son of the Dragon Clan, so it is understandable that he gives in once or twice, but if he gives in every time, he would be very sorry for his own clan.
Because you give in, doesn't it mean that your tribe is inferior to the Qilin tribe?
Due to various reasons, Holy Son Jiaolong still chose to give in.
"Uh... why are you so serious? I was just joking with you. Why are you so serious?"
"We are all in the same camp, and we are all teammates fighting side by side. Why would I want to touch you?"
"Hahaha, I'm really happy for you. This Qilin Orb can be in your hands, which will be of great benefit to your subsequent cultivation and combat!"
"But this is a bit uninteresting. Why didn't you tell us about such a treasure in advance? Are you treating us like outsiders?"
Observe carefully, when he said this, Holy Son Jiaolong had an expression that was about to cry but had no tears from the beginning to the end.
He was really convinced. He finally found an opportunity, but it was resolved so easily.
He couldn't beat the Holy Son of Qilin originally, but now that the Holy Son of Qilin also possesses the Qilin Orb, he has no chance.
When he thought of this, Holy Son Jiaolong became extremely angry!
Why can the Holy Son of Qilin possess such a treasure, but not himself? Are he really worse than him? How much worse can he be?
What does the leader of his own tribe do every day? Why can't he devote more cultivation resources to himself? It's like picking something! This limits the height he can achieve.
But if the big guys from the Dragon Clan heard what he said, they would be so angry that they would faint on the spot!
Good guy, is this still nonsense? Haven't you poured any cultivation resources into him? Are you pouring too little into him? But what's the use?
Over the years, more than half of the Dragon Clan's cultivation resources have been poured into him, but this guy has never been focused on cultivation, and always likes to do things that are not available.
So can you blame them? If you want to blame, you can only blame yourself for not living up to expectations.
In order to quickly close the relationship between the two, Holy Son Jiaolong wanted to put his hand on Holy Son Qilin's shoulder as a sign of friendship, but he quickly avoided him.
The Holy Son of the Dragon stood there, rubbing his hands in embarrassment, unable to say a word.
"that……"
"It's nothing like that. I'll spare you this time, but this is the last time. If there is another time, you won't be so lucky."
