"God-making?!"

Hahaha!

In the crimson empty hall, the Fire Martial Elders of the Death Arena nested on their red gold thrones like a burning humanoid flame, letting out a clear laugh like a jade chime.

The laughter, while nice, was full of mockery.

After Huo Yao put forward the proposal to create a god, the first reaction of the high-ranking Huo Wu Elder was to laugh, and he did not have his usual tolerant and generous attitude at all.

Huo Yao was very confused by Elder Huo Wu's attitude, it stands to reason that the Death Arena has not created gods for so long, and its status in the Five Elements Continent has begun to decline, and now that he has proposed this plan, shouldn't he be cautious?

Elder Huo Wu laughed for a long time, and then said thoughtfully: "The Death Arena has indeed taken the initiative to create gods, but it is impossible to find a person with potential to be used as a seed. Or, you can talk about it. I haven't done god-making in the Death Arena for two hundred years, and it's not impossible to do it, but there must be a suitable reason!"

Outside of the words, Elder Huo Wu's demeanor was still lazy, and he didn't pay attention to it at all.

Huo Yao hesitated for a moment, and said vigorously: "He is the son of Ling Feng of the Ruifeng Hou Mansion, he once had five fire spirit roots, he was the first day of the empire, he reached the second level of martial arts at the age of thirteen, and then the spirit root was annihilated, so he collapsed, but just more than ten days ago, he began to rise suddenly, and his cultivation soared in a straight line, it is said that his talent is back, some people say that his five fire spirit roots have condensed into one, and now his talent is stronger."

I have checked all the experiences of him being sent out of the mansion, and I can be sure that although his cultivation is still at the fifth level of martial arts, his combat power is very amazing, and there is no shortage of great martial artists who died in his hands, and even killed a countryman from the third level of martial arts. In addition, his father killed his wife and children, his mother's spiritual roots were destroyed, and his vitality was about to run out, and he had an absolute desire for a strong drive. I think he fits the requirements for a seeded player. ”

Huo Yao is not a silver medal waiter, he is a young generation of genius martial artists carefully cultivated in the death arena, and he is resolute as soon as he makes a move, but in a short time, he will make Ling Feng's information very clear, although it is from the perspective of the death arena, but everything that should be understood is also clearly understood.

After hearing this, Elder Huo Wu laughed and said, "Very good, good seedling, indeed qualified to become a seed player for God Creation!" Huo Yao said happily: "What does the elder mean is to agree!" "Agreed? What do I agree to?" Just when Huo Yao thought that the matter was going to be done, Huo Wu suddenly asked back.

"Could it be that Elder Huo Wu doesn't want to find a new king of deathmatch for the Death Arena, the status of our Death Arena is not as valued by the major empires as it used to be. Isn't it infuriating that Ling Tieshan of the Ruifeng Marquis Mansion brought people to the Death Capital Square today? Isn't it infuriating that he dared to come to our death arena to find trouble?"

Huo Yao said very hard, searching his intestines and stomach, and also wanted to find a reason to impress Elder Huo Wu, only if he supported it, the creation of gods could be initiated, and as Ling Feng's Bole, if he really succeeded, his future status would be limitless.

"Oh, yes, listening to you say this, I really need a king of death in the death arena to bring popularity to the death arena! However, what good is this for me? I am Wu Zun, does that stinky boy in Ling Tieshan still dare to be rampant with me?" Huo Wu's words turned sharply, and the words he suddenly said made Huo Yao very unfamiliar.

Elder Huo Wu said again: "Actually, I'm very strange, what does that Ling Feng kid have to do with you, is it your lover? Help him like this! Do you know how much it costs to create a deathmatch king? Not to mention the death match, it's me, and I don't know how much face and energy it takes." Why should I do this? A simple sentence of the glory of the death arena, when I am a child? Young man, you are very attentive, very self-motivated, and very talented, but you are not too ambitious, do you want to surpass us old guys so quickly? But without our support, how can you get into the position?"

The more Elder Huo Wu's words became more and more incoherent, and Huo Yao's heart was uneasy when he heard it.

Huo Yao had never seen Elder Huo Wu like this, and he felt that he was still feeling physically and mentally weak in the hall where the fire spiritual power was extremely hot.

"Elder Huo Wu, since you don't agree, then I'll leave first!" Huo Yao hurriedly saluted and said goodbye in a little panic, she really didn't dare to stay any longer.

Huo Yao had just made progress, and before he could exit the main hall, suddenly Elder Huo Wu heard a strange laugh from behind him.

Hahaha!

"Huo Yao, are you just leaving? This has just piqued my interest? Come, tell me about your little lover Ling Feng, how do you want me to help him?"

Elder Huo Wu's sudden words frightened Huo Yao into a cold sweat on his back, and he subconsciously sped up his pace and rushed towards the door.

However, she only ran three steps, her body froze in place, and she could no longer move.

Elder Huo Wu, who was bathed in flames on the throne of the main hall, suddenly disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he had already appeared in front of Huo Yao.

"Huo Yao, I have thought of a way to support your proposal, and that is to make you my lover. Hahaha, you see if I'm smart!"

Elder Huo Wu's laughter did not have the slightest obscene meaning, but it was a little cold to the bones in Huo Yao's ears.

However, Huo Yao couldn't do anything anymore, so he could only let his body be like a puppet, being held on the shoulders by Elder Huo Wu, and with the heartbeat, he walked step by step towards the dark abyss.

In the long "Ling Chi", Huo Yao's heart was filled with a deep confusion, she wondered, with Elder Huowu's current status, what kind of woman can't he want, why do he have to be himself?

She didn't understand even more why Elder Huowu's madness had to pay the price of her innocence!

Huo Yao hates herself even more, why should she be "greedy"?

But things have happened, and Huo Yao can only endure the atrocities of Elder Huo Wu, and can only wait for everything to end.

Three hours later, Huo Wuzhi left the hall triumphantly, laughing unbridled like a king in control.

"Huo Yao, I agreed to your proposal to help that Ling Feng become the king of deathmatch, and this green hat I gave him is my condition for helping him!"

Hahaha!

Huo Wu's voice was like a sharp thorn, and it pierced Huo Yao's heart inch by inch.

What made her even more embarrassed was that from beginning to end, she had nothing to do with Ling Feng at all.

Huo Yao told himself in his heart that Elder Huo Wu was a complete beast at all, his words were not true, he just wanted to make himself hate others, Ling Feng, and everyone.

"Perhaps, Elder Huo Wu's purpose is to make himself as dirty and ugly as him!"

Huo Yao kept telling herself this, trying to give herself the courage to treat calmly through psychological hints.

But after she left the main hall and walked down the building of the death arena step by step, she always felt that her tired body was full of filth.

For a moment, she wanted to vomit and die, but she was so unwilling and wronged.

"Obviously don't care about my business......!

Finally, Huo Yao leaned against the door of a silver private room, cried silently, and the whole person collapsed, slumped on the door, and slid to the ground.

Wang Bo, who had been waiting in the silver private room on the third floor, went to the passage outside the door every half an hour to take a look at it, waiting to see if Huo Yao was back.

Although the god-making plan was not directly related to him, if he could participate, just placing a peripheral bet would be enough for him to pass the deal, so his mood was also extremely excited.

However, in Wang Bo's opinion, although Ling Feng has great potential, after all, there has been a problem with the spiritual root, and the high-level officials of the death arena may not be willing to agree to do this. In fact, he still has an uncertain mood about whether this matter can be successful.

After a long wait, Wang Bo was accustomed to the state that Huo Yao had not returned, and when he stepped out of the room again and subconsciously looked in the direction where Huo Yao left, he suddenly saw Huo Yao who was paralyzed near the door of the private room, his mind slammed up, and the whole person was stunned.

"What's going on, what's going on?"

Wang Bo couldn't figure out who could hurt Huo Yao in the death arena, she was a silver medal death match waiter, a master of the ten great martial artists, and those martial arts protectors in the death arena were also respectful to her.

After a while, Wang Bocai carried Huo Yao back to the private room in a daze, and Ling Feng in the room also looked at it with a confused face, wanting to reach out to help, but he felt that it was not appropriate, after all, he and Huo Yao were not too familiar, and he wanted to ask something, but he didn't know where to start.

When Huo Yao came to his senses, he recovered from despair and confusion, and when he saw Ling Feng at a glance, he slapped Ling Feng without hesitation.

Ling Feng looked confused, waiting for the confused eyes, and muttered for a while, but finally didn't say anything.

Wang Bo comforted Ling Feng in a low voice and said, "You can bear with it! Being beaten by a woman is not a loss!" But what he said did not make Ling Feng feel comforted at all.

"Then you talk, I'll go out for a walk, now Cui Yu's kid doesn't know what to do?" After Ling Feng finished speaking, he was about to leave.

Ling Fengxin said, after all, he was slapped inexplicably, although it was a woman, but this willful, I can endure it, but I can't be happy if I don't put it here.

Ling Feng wanted to leave, but Wang Bo didn't stop him, on the contrary, he felt that Ling Feng had been slapped inexplicably, and he felt a little sorry in his heart.

Seeing that Ling Feng was about to go out with his face rubbed, Huo Yao was not happy, and immediately jumped up, almost kicking Wang Bo under the bed.

Wang Bo propped himself on the ground with an unstandard dog gnawing mud action, turned his head to look at Huo Yao who suddenly published again with an aggrieved face, and couldn't help but say angrily: "I said Sister Huo Yao, you have to be a little bit of a madness! I'm also a person, you can't be sure to kick a ball!"

Huo Yao doesn't care about her, she is still sad and wronged in her heart, and she has nowhere to fall.

was originally a very reasonable person, but when he thought that the old beast of Elder Huo Wu had done that bastard thing to him, his heart was panicked, but he just wanted to find trouble.

Huo Yao's beautiful fire eyes were horizontal, staring at Ling Feng fiercely, and said angrily, "You get back for me!"

This voice roared with a gorgeous soprano, and the momentum was extremely surging, and Ling Feng was shocked at the moment.

"What's the situation?" Ling Feng looked confused.

The heart said I owe you, just slapped me, and now you are still yelling at me, how can I be a man, and I am also a face-saving person, you are just like this to a partner I just met.

Ling Feng immediately straightened his waist and glared back with a cold gaze.

Sample, I'm afraid of you!

But who knows, Ling Feng's fierce eyes just glared at him, and Huo Yao over there burst into tears, and tears flowed down like tap water.

Wang Bo, who was originally kicked in the circle, was also confused when he saw this situation, and he didn't blame Huo Yao anymore, and immediately shouted at Ling Feng: "I said brother, they are all men, a bit of a gentleman, let's not give her general knowledge, let her lose her temper!"

Ling Feng nodded blankly. The heart said that I am a little bit of a gentleman, can I not be beaten?

Huo Yao slapped him again, instantly dispelling the doubts in Ling Feng's heart. It turns out that you really can't help but be beaten!