My Wife, The Ice Queen President

Chapter 1098

The phone is a strange number.

"Hello, who is it?" After ye Xiong answered the phone, he asked directly.

This number is the most frequently called number in missed calls. It has been called dozens of times, almost every half an hour.

"It's me, Yi." There was a repressed cry over the phone.

Yi Yi, granddaughter of Taoist priest Sanqing.

"Miss Yi, what can I do for you?" Asked Ye Xiong.

"My grandfather is dead."

Yi Yi could no longer help crying. Across the phone, ye Xiong could feel her liver and intestines broken.

Ye Xiong, the first beauty of Xianmen, doesn't agree with her character. He thinks she despises people and looks cold. Although later, ye Xiong's strength soared and her view of herself completely changed, ye Xiong still remembers the arrogance in her eyes when she was weak.

But I have to say that her feelings for grandpa are very deep in her heart, otherwise she would not have betrayed herself in order to find her missing Grandpa.

Now Taoist Sanqing has an accident, and her sadness is reasonable.

"Miss Yi, what's the matter?" Ye xionglian hurriedly asked.

"A famous friar on the island called Chizao temple came to Xianmen to challenge and humiliate Chinese friars in every way. He said we were sick men in East Asia. My grandfather couldn't see it. He came forward and was killed on the challenge arena. In addition to my grandfather, more than a dozen martial arts practitioners in China have been seriously injured. Master Jiekong has been abandoned. Now the four characters of sick man in East Asia are still hanging on the door number of Xianmen. Before my grandfather dies, let me find you. "

Yi suppressed her cry and said these words.

Since Dantian was abandoned two years ago, ye Xiong felt as calm as water, but after hearing Yi's words, he still couldn't help being angry.

Not to mention the hundreds of years of gratitude and resentment between China and the island country, the practice of chizuo Temple alone made him angry.

"I'll go to Xianmen right away and let him see who is the sick man of East Asia." Ye Xiong said coldly.

"My grandfather is right. You won't escape. We'll wait for you." Yi hung up crying.

Ye Xiong went straight to the airport. Along the way, he received several calls from people he knew. He got his calls from various channels and called him. In order to do the same thing, the island country provoked the reputation of China.

At this time, he suddenly received a call from the evil spirit.

"Do you know about Xianmen?" The evil spirit asked directly.

"I see. Dozens of people are looking for me." Ye Xiong road.

"I suggest you don't go, or you may cause a lot of trouble."

"Why?" Ye Xiong asked strangely.

"Do you think Chi Zao temple is only doing this to humiliate the incompetence of Chinese Xiuzhen?"

"Is there any other reason?" Ye Xiong thought for a moment and blurted out, "is it for the immortality promotion conference?"

"Yes, half a year later, the immortality promotion conference will be held. This is the preview of the immortality promotion conference. In order to understand the strength of various countries, some great families and forces in the world sent people to find out the strength of practitioners in various countries in the name of challenging the national reputation. If you fight, if you lose, you will have no dignity. If you win, you will be chased and killed by overseas Xiuzhen forces. After all, you will be dead, and there will be no strong competitor at the immortal promotion conference. " Evil spirits explain.

"What a poisonous trick." Ye Xiong finally understood.

"For practitioners, the so-called national glory has been underestimated. If they can set foot in the world of cultivation, who will remember which planet they are and who are from that country." The evil spirit continued.

"I don't agree with you that national glory is supreme." Ye Xiong said clangly.

"I'm just reminding you that you have to think about your choice." The evil spirit finished and hung up.

Ye Xiong held the phone in a daze and fell into meditation.

He can imagine that whether he wins or loses, his war will cause great trouble.

If you lose, the name of Jiangnan king will be discredited. If you win, there will be a stronger opponent to kill him.

However, there is no word "fear" in Ye Xiong's dictionary.

In this war, he will not only fight, but also fight hard. He will let everyone know that Chinese practitioners are not bullied by others.

He is a soldier, born, national reputation, more important than anything.

One day later, ye Xiong arrived at the foot of Tianshan Mountain.

At this time, thousands of practitioners gathered at the foot of Tianshan Mountain and went up the mountain in an endless stream.

Looking at the crowd with surging heads, we can imagine how great the sensation caused by this challenge.

He mingled with the crowd and walked up in the direction of Xianmen.

In the distance, a huge banner boasted on the middle of the mountain, fluttering in the wind, with four big words written on it: sick man of East Asia.

Under the banner, a large open space was exposed. In the middle, a short monk in Black Warrior stood in the middle, with an arrogant face.

He should be the so-called challenger, Chizao temple.