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"He's not among the three princes!" The old Dragon King was also surprised for a moment before he exclaimed, "Could it be that Ying'er wants to return to the Dragon Palace?!"

"I never said I was going back to the Dragon Palace!"

But Ao Ying denied it flatly.

"Lord Nezha, you aren't talking about yourself, right?!"

"But our Dragon King's seat can only be given to those of the dragon race. I'm afraid that your request ?"

The old Dragon King seemed to suddenly understand something and a look of disbelief appeared on his face.

"The person I chose is obviously of your dragon race, and he is related to you by blood!" Chu He continued.

"You're also a member of our Dragon clan, and you're even blood-related to me?"

The old Dragon King was also puzzled for a moment before sinking into deep thought.

Then, as if he had suddenly thought of something, he opened his eyes wide and said, "You can't possibly be talking about Ling'er, right?!"

"That's right, it's Ao Ling!" Chu He said.

But before the Dragon King could react, the few elders behind him were already in a rage.

"Nonsense!" It was simply nonsense! Since the ancient times, our dragon race has only been ruled by men and women! "

"That's right!" "Moreover this Ao Ling is still wearing the body of a sinner, how can he have the qualifications to inherit the throne!"

"Even if he is released now, he will only be a bastard, how can he inherit the throne!"

? ?.

The few elders behind the old Dragon King said in a deep voice.

This group of elders were originally the subordinates of the High Priest. Normally, the decision of the Dragon King had to be approved by the Elder Pavilion.

Now that the High Priest was dead, the group of elders had been prepared to follow him with their tails between their legs.

However, after just hearing Chu He's suggestion, the Elder Pavilion, which was entrusted with the responsibility of obtaining the dragon clan's inheritance, instantly couldn't sit still anymore.

"Who are you calling a bastard?!"

Ao Ying suddenly stood up, and instantly knocked down the elder who had just spoke rudely.

The long saber in his hand pressed against the elder's neck.

"That Ao Ling was born between you and the Monster race, if he isn't a bastard then what is he?"

The elder was also very stubborn, and he did not give in when the knife was placed on his neck.

"You ?"

Ao Ying was so angry that his veins were popping out, ready to finish the man in front of him.

"If you have the ability, then kill me. That won't change the fact that your daughter's bloodline is impure!"

That elder looked like he was being trampled on by others, as he closed his eyes and shouted loudly.

"Good!" "Then I'll grant you your wish!"0

While speaking, Ao Ying raised the long blade in his hand, ready to finish the stubborn elder off.

"Wait!"

Chu He suddenly shouted out, and then slowly walked over and stopped him.

Ao Ying slowly calmed down, and said coldly: "If I don't kill this person, it will be difficult to quell the hatred in my heart!"

"I know how you feel, but killing this person will not change anyone's mind. Believe me, I have my own ways!"

Chu He slowly took the blade from Ao Ying's hand, and said gently.

"Alright... Fine! I believe in you! "

Ao Ying slowly retracted the blade in his hand.

"May I know how to address you, Great Elder?"

Chu He smiled and helped the elder up.

"I am the Elder Pavilion's First Elder, my name is Ao Lian!"

The Great Elder continued to speak arrogantly.

"Oh!" So it's the Great Elder, nice to meet you! " Chu He courteously replied.

"Lord Nezha doesn't need to pretend to be polite with me, even if the Dragon King agreed to let Ao Ling be the Dragon King, our Elder Pavilion will never agree to it!"

At this moment, the Great Elder spoke with a deep voice and an imposing manner.

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