The competition is over, everyone follows the demon king down the stands, came to the competition field, Qinglong ordered people to loosen Aotian and Aoguang, and the other princes also returned to the field in turn, and the nine sons knelt at the feet of the demon king.

"In this competition, all the princes are very brave, very brave and brave, very strong in the spirit of my demon warriors, although there are victories and defeats, but in my eyes they are all warriors of my clan, all of them are good" The demon king looked at Jiuzi, his face was full of pride.

"Father Xie's praise," the nine sons responded in unison.

"Today, the Nine Sons Qinglong performed the best, and the dragon Yin military skills led by him were overwhelming, hahaha," said the demon king who stretched out his hand to help the green dragon kneeling on the ground, turned to the people behind him and said: "In this competition, Qinglong won!"

The princes and nobles behind the demon king and the four elders looked at each other and applauded sparsely, while the other princes kneeling on the ground had anger on their faces, but they didn't dare to say anything when they looked at the demon king's face.

These princes and nobles couldn't see the humble Qinglong from the bottom of their hearts, although Qinglong won, but in their eyes, it only proved that he had a certain ability, and they couldn't change the prejudice in these people's hearts at all.

I wanted to take this opportunity to announce Qinglong's succession to the demon king, but when he saw everyone's reaction, the words were swallowed back by the demon king, and he knew that announcing the news now would only make Qinglong the target of the public, and it would directly arouse the opposition of these nobles, and it would be out of control when the time came......

The Great Elder handed over a sword, Changping recognized this sword at a glance, it was the sword that the Demon King wore when he fought with himself in the north and south, called "Breaking the Army", and now it has become a token of the demon clan to lead the army, the Demon King took this as a reward, which is to explain the meaning of his desire to pass on the throne, everyone saw the sword in the elder's hand, and they were all shocked, and the other princes also looked up.

Ming's indignant eyes at these people, the demon king hesitated for a moment, turned his head to look at Qinglong, at this moment Qinglong also saw that these princes' noble eyes were not celebrating their victory at all, and he also knew that today's victory could not change his status in the hearts of everyone, he looked at the expression of the demon king, and his heart sank.

"My son Qinglong, this is the reward for your victory," said the demon king, holding the sword in his hand and holding it high above his head.

The faces of everyone present suddenly changed, and an unexpected scene appeared.

Qinglong actually knelt on the ground: "Xie Demon King is wrong to love, this victory is purely a fluke, such a big gift, I am afraid it will be difficult to convince the public, and I dare not take it." He said that he was lying on the ground, and he didn't intend to step forward to catch the sword.

The demon king looked at Qinglong lying on the ground, and then looked at the disdainful eyes around him, his face suddenly became gloomy, and he threw the sword back into the arms of the great elder, "Let's go!" The demon king roared and led everyone out of the arena, leaving Qinglong alone to bow silently to the ground.

Aoguang and Aotian, who were still full of resentment just now, looked proud at this moment, walked to the kneeling Qinglong, like a victor looking down at the loser, and said lightly: "This is fate, ninth brother, what can you do if you are lucky to win? Now you should understand, with your background and family, do you really think that a competition can change? You don't want to think about it, how can these nobles still be above them by the son of a maid, the destiny is hard to disobey, hahaha" The two laughed and walked away, but Qinglong was still kneeling on the ground, he only heard one sentence, four words - "destiny is difficult to disobey", but like a mountain, he was suddenly speechless, he could only silently bury his head deeper.

The princes and nobles walked past Qinglong one by one, no one supported them, no one faced them, and all that was left for this prince was contempt and spit.

Changle wanted to go up to help, but was pulled by Changping: "Let's go, let him be alone, this is what he has to face......"

Looking at Changping's helpless expression, Changle seemed to understand what Changping meant, how could his situation not be like Qinglong? Strive to do everything to the best, but in the end, because of his background, he was completely denied, it seems that everything has been decided as early as the moment he was born, no matter how hard he works in time, no matter how hard he works, he can't get rid of the shackles of fate. Changle glanced back at Qinglong again, although he was unwilling, he was still helpless, so he could only follow Changping and leave.

Seeing that everyone had left, Dusk Xue and Yan Meng'er walked to Qinglong's side, and the two stepped forward to help, "Brother, my father has left, get up." ”

But when the two of them approached Qinglong, they were startled by the scene in front of them, only to see that Qinglong's face was full of tears, and he was crying in a low voice, which was full of helplessness and grief.

It was the first time that Twilight and Yan Meng'er saw Qinglong crying, and they didn't know what to do for a while, so they could only stand by his side and look at him, Twilight suddenly felt tears in her eyes, and she threw herself into her sister's arms.

"It's not fair, it's not fair, they're too bullying, they're too bullying," Twilight cried,

Yan Meng'er gently touched Twilight's head: "Father and God King will call the shots for Brother Jiu." ”

"Can the father and the god king be able to beat those snobs?"

Yan Meng'er replied with a positive face: "It will definitely be"

I saw a woman slowly walk up to Qinglong, leaned down, and hugged the crying Qinglong into her arms, "Cry, cry out all the grievances, today is your victory, you are better than them, you are the hero of the demon clan, one day you will let them know whose hands the future of the demon clan is." The woman gently stroked Qinglong's head, whispering softly in his ear, her eyes full of tenderness and perseverance.

This person is Qinglong's wife. Yuanyang Xiuhong, today she is wearing a blue robe, looking luxurious, she has been watching silently from a distance, I thought that today was the day when her husband raised her eyebrows, but she didn't expect to see the last disdainful gaze of everyone, she remembered that against her father's wishes, she resolutely chose to marry Qinglong, so that she was deprived of the right to inherit the Yuanyang family, but these are not enough to make her regret, she always believes that the person she married will one day surpass all the demon clans and win the throne of the demon king, she knows that her husband has all the conditions to be a king, but just todayWhen she saw the expressions and eyes of those princes and ministers, she suddenly felt cold, because what she saw was that her husband did not lose in talent, but lost in family background, this is not something that her husband can change, she was scared, she was shaken for the first time.

But when she saw Qinglong's tears and heard her husband's grief crying, her heart was strong again, she didn't want to see Qinglong give up and be decadent, she wanted to give her husband the courage to get back on his feet, she put away her weakness, swallowed her tears, and took the man into her arms and let him cry uncontrollably.

In the entire arena, all the shouts, fights and wails were drowned out by the crying in the woman's arms at this moment......

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