Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 2074: The Grand Ceremony of Succession (4)

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Ye Qingluo can clearly feel it.

This sect elder is extremely disdainful of her.

Thinking of the attitude of the ancestors and sect elders, Ye Qingluo is no surprise.

It doesn't matter whether they like her or not, and what their attitude towards her is.

"Young Sect Master, please take a step forward and raise smoke to sacrifice to heaven!"

Rising smoke means lighting incense and praying.

Ye Qingluo stood in front of the altar and did not move.

Elder Zongmen has directly put three incense sticks into Ye Qingluo's fingers.

Immediately stretched out his hand, pressing Ye Qingluo's shoulder, trying to force her to bow down.

Ye Qing lowered his eyebrows and frowned slightly, and when the elder of the sect started his hand, he narrowed his eyes unhappy.

I want to backhand to buckle the wrist of the Zongmen elder.

Suddenly, there was a loud "bang" sound.

Down from the sky, a majestic profound energy came straight in the direction of Ye Qingluo.

Zongmen elders responded quickly.

On the occasion of perceiving profound power.

I immediately let go of Ye Qingluo's shoulders, and quickly backed away, avoiding the attack of profound energy.

"Dead old man!"

Ye Qingluo cursed inwardly, and twitched the corners of her mouth with a sneer.

With a move of her five fingers, the flame-devouring fan unfolded at her fingertips.

A raging hurricane burst out from the flame-devouring fan.

Clash with that profound energy offensive.

With a loud "bang", Ye Qingluo directly crushed the profound energy that struck back with an overwhelming force.

"Ah--"

A scream.

A figure fell from the sky.

Received the power of the hurricane Ye Qingluo, as well as my own power.

The man hadn't died yet, and when he hit the ground, he suddenly turned over, stabilized his figure, and half-kneeled on the ground.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Second Young Master!"

The woman's unbelievable exclamation came from the high platform, and immediately saw Bei Ming stumbling forward, kneeling beside the person who attacked Ye Qingluo.

That person is not someone else.

It is Ye Fengru who should be held in the palace dungeon at this time!

Bei Ming held Ye Fengru's hand and cried out in shock: "Second Young Master, why...why do you want to do this? Today is the succession ceremony of Miss Seven, how can you...how can you ……"

Bei Ming's palm warmed Ye Fengru's cold hand.

He was originally full of hatred, staring into Ye Qingluo's eyes, and slowly moved to Bei Mingshi.

He recognized Bei Mingshi.

The expression on his face softened a bit.

The hostility in his eyes has also faded a bit.

"Mother..." Ye Fengru's hoarse voice, uttered a word.

Bei Ming suddenly burst into tears.

In a big family.

As a concubine, she has no right to call the young master's name, even if the young master is the biological son who came out of her belly.

And her son can't be in front of others and call her a mother.

Now, upon hearing a "mother", Bei Ming's heart throbbed fiercely.

She held Ye Fengru's hand tightly, choked and said: "My son, listen to my mother's advice, don't... stop thinking about revenge for Miss Zi."

Mention the words "Purple Girl".

Ye Fengru's body became stiff, and suddenly his clear eyes became mad again.

He slammed the Bei Ming clan, slapped the ground, and stared at Ye Qingluo fiercely: "Ye Qingluo, you have no right to inherit the position of Sect Master, let me come down from the altar!"

"My son! You..." Bei Ming's still wanted to rush forward.

Ye Qingluo immediately moved, moved to Bei Ming's side, and grabbed her arm: "Ye Fengru's state is not right, don't go there, it may hurt you."

Bei Ming was startled, tears rolled down: "Miss Seven, please help him... please help him..."