Hou Yu glanced at Huangfu Yi with a smile, and then said: "Then I will vote for Brother Huangfu, if Brother Huangfu can become a holy son, you will have to take more care of my family Ning'er in the future." ”

"Thank you Uncle Hou Yu, no matter whether Huangfu can succeed this time or not, I will definitely do my best to take care of Hou Ningyu!" Huangfu Yi suddenly showed a sense of gratitude, and hurriedly hugged Hou Yu.

If you talk about seniority, he and Hou Ningyu are the same generation, and here in Hou Yu, it is natural to call him uncle.

As for Hou Yu asking him to take care of Hou Ningyu......

He was even more happy in his heart!

In this regard, Hou Ningyu only pursed her lips slightly, and muttered in a low voice: "Except for my father, I don't need anyone to take care of me......"

Huang Fuyi naturally heard Hou Ningyu's words, and smiled with some extreme embarrassment on his face, but his cultivation at the moment was indeed higher than Hou Ningyu.

The fall of these thousand Holy Son votes can be regarded as completely pulling back the advantage for Huang Fu Yi, and even far more than Ling Jiu's hundreds of votes.

Ling Jiu's expression was originally indifferent, but at this moment, his eyes were looking at Hou Yu with some extreme unkindness, and he said with a kind of sarcasm: "It seems that Your Excellency's prestige among your Phantom Spirit Sect is indeed quite high! You can actually drive all the top disciples of the Phantom Spirit Sect to vote together, which doesn't make Ling Mou can't help but think of the sect he offended in the first place, that small sect is not big, but they are very united, but in the end, they ...... This sect was still directly destroyed in Ling's hands!"

Hearing this, Chu Chen frowned directly, and asked in a somewhat unkind tone, "Ling Jiu, what do you mean by this?"

"I originally thought that you could be open-minded enough, but I didn't expect that you are still a dog, and if you change your face, you will change your face, a guy like you, even if you can become the Holy Son of Cangtian Pavilion, you won't have much success at all, and according to your current votes, whether you can become the Holy Son of Cangtian Pavilion is still two words!" Jiang Yu also stared at Ling Jiu coldly on his face, and shouted directly.

"Ling Jiu, do you mean that you can also destroy our Phantom Spirit Divine Sect?"

"It's ridiculous, it's just a mere cultivation of the Spirit Emperor Star Realm, on that piece of Tianjiao Ranking, it's not bullshit at all! It's just that even the Holy Maiden Yin Ziye doesn't dare to say this, but you dare to say it so unashamedly?"

"Ling Jiu, if you can make a move now, Lao Tzu will immediately kill your dog!"

Ling Jiu's words immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of the countless top disciples of the Phantom Spirit God Sect.

Suddenly, there were shouts and scolding, and the roars continued one after another, and there was even a faint fluctuation of attribute spiritual power, as if he was going to attack Ling Jiu directly.

Hou Yu's expression was calm, staring at Ling Jiu tightly, silent.

And Huang Fuyi sneered, and then said: "Ling Jiu, you must be generous in your heart, if I have a heart like you, I'm afraid I would have left with Song Qiang and them just now, right? You can stand here now, it represents the top disciple of our Cangtian Pavilion, don't let Cangtian Pavilion down, and lose face to our Cangtian Pavilion!"

Ling Jiu's expression was gloomy, and he didn't say anything.

Some of the top disciples of the Cangtian Pavilion also frowned slightly, obviously because of Ling Jiu's words, which caused them to be extremely displeased.

And Jiang Yiyu snorted directly at this moment: "Ling Jiu, please also pay attention to your identity and words, you need to remember that there is a sky outside the sky, there are people outside the world, what we want in Cangtian Pavilion is not an arrogant and domineering saint like you!"

"I was a little too excited just now, and I asked the young pavilion master not to be angry. Ling Jiu hurriedly hugged his fists.

......

In the end, it was the voting of the top disciples of the Cangtian Pavilion.

Maybe it's because Ling Jiu's words before are not good, or maybe it's because his fate should be like this.

In short, of the 1,000 votes for the Holy Son, only 300 were cast into his ballot box, which made the votes, which were already less than 100 million Huangfu, directly finalized.

Your Excellency Cangtian, the Holy Son, is the Emperor Fu Yi!

On the saint's side, naturally there is no objection, even if all the thousands of saintess votes are voted for that Huang Xinhai, Huang Xinhai will definitely not surpass Hou Ningyu.

The next saintess of Cangtian Pavilion is Hou Ningyu!

"Okay guys, this is the end of the voting for the selection of the Holy Son and the Holy Maiden of the Cangtian Pavilion. ”

Jiang Yiyu looked around with a smile, and then continued to speak: "Next, I announce that the next Holy Son of Cangtian Pavilion will be served by Huang Fuyi, and the Holy Maiden will be held by Hou Ningyu......

"Wait!"

Before Jiang Yiyu's words fell, he suddenly heard Huang Xinhai's pretty face shouting: "I don't accept it!"

Her words immediately set off a burst of excitement and noise in the originally quiet atmosphere around her.

"She is not convinced?"

"Hahaha, this woman is a little funny, the saint's vote has been cast now, and she actually said that she was not convinced?"

"The votes between her and Hou Ningyu are basically one-sided, why does she say that she is not convinced?"

With a kind of sarcasm and ridicule, Huang Xinhai listened to it in his ears at the moment, and felt extremely angry.

"Oh, why are you not convinced?" Jiang Yiyu's brows furrowed slightly, and he asked Huang Xinhai.

"In the Phantom Spirit Star, no matter what you do, it depends on the cultivator's cultivation, Hou Ningyu is just a cultivator in the early stage of the Spirit Emperor Moon Realm, I am much higher than her cultivation, why should I make her the Holy Maiden of the Cangtian Pavilion?"

"If one day, a person who has cultivated in the middle stage of the Spirit Emperor Moon Realm comes to Cangtian Pavilion to provoke, can she, the early stage of the Spirit Emperor Moon Realm, be able to fight that person?!" Huang Xinhai opened his mouth and shouted angrily.

Jiang Yiyu's face showed a sense of displeasure, and then said: "Huang Xinhai, it's your mistake, cultivating on the Phantom Spirit Star is important, but our Cangtian Pavilion is also extremely talented. To put it mildly, Hou Ningyu is afraid that it won't take a few days to surpass you and directly reach the middle stage of the Spirit Emperor Moon Realm. What's more, if there really is a mid-stage Spirit Emperor Moon Realm cultivator who comes to our Cangtian Pavilion to provoke, can you just pass the battle?"

"Our Cangtian Pavilion's selection of the Holy Son and the Holy Maiden has long been such a rule, which is determined by the number of votes. Now your votes are too much lower than Hou Ningyu, which can be said to be caused by the vision of the major sects, is there anything else you are not convinced?"

"Why do these sects vote for Hou Ningyu, isn't it because she is beautiful?

"Also, Hou Ningyu relied on her father's status in the Phantom Spirit Divine Sect to directly accept a thousand holy woman votes from the Phantom Spirit Divine Sect, which is not only for me, but also for Shangguan Ziqiu, Shen Miaolian, and Tian Yu!"

"Huang Xinhai, you have really gone too far. ”

Jiang Yiyu's face sank suddenly, and then he spoke: "First of all, Hou Ningyu's beauty is not her fault. However, how can you know what these voters are thinking in their hearts? Second, regarding the voting of the Phantom Spirit Divine Sect, the top disciples of the other people can vote as much as they want, and how can it be your turn to vote for others?"

"Hmph! Anyway, I'm just not convinced! A vase-like woman like her is simply tarnishing the name of a saint!" Huang Xinhai was already a little incoherent at the moment.

Jiang Yiyu's heart suddenly became angry, and he was about to open his mouth to refute, but he directly heard Hou Ningyu say lightly: "Huang Xinhai, could you be a bad brain?"

"Hou Ningyu, who are you scolding?" Huang Xinhai's eyes kept spitting fire, and he really wanted to make a move.

"I just said yours, what's wrong?"

Hou Ningyu said-for-tat: "What you said is very right, I am a vase, I just look more beautiful than you, and I just don't have your cultivation as high, but I still become the next saint, what can you do? You are not only angry? Since you are powerful, then you are as beautiful as me! Since you are powerful, you should also find a father like me! Since you are powerful, then you should also be a beautiful vase like me!"

"You, me!" Huang Xinhai's face was obviously a little pale with anger, and a mouthful of blood had already gone up her throat, almost spurting out of her mouth.

"What are you, what are you, what am I?"

Hou Ningyu snorted coldly, and then continued to speak: "Can't you do it? Are you not as beautiful as me? Are you not as good a father as me?"

"Since you don't have anything, then hurry up and shut up your stinky mouth for me, otherwise, this girl will become the saintess of Cangtian Pavilion in the future, and she will have to tear your stinky mouth apart directly!"