Three days passed quickly and the Saint Election was soon ushered in.

On that day, the hall was full of ministers, and Lan Yuemei also sat in the high position of the hall early.

Lan Muqing sat in the lower left, her eyes deep in scanning the audience's movements.

Even Zi Zhu and his group, as well as Xuan Mingche, came to join in the fun.

Outside the hall, there were also people watching civil and military officials and daughters.

It can be said that everyone's admiration for the saint is no longer described in words.

At this time, the nanny led all the candidates for the saint to the hall.

Of course, Qiao Yiqing is also among them.

"His Son, the candidate for the Saint Maiden has been brought here. Please order the election to begin."

As soon as the nanny finished speaking, Lan Yuemei nodded seriously and announced loudly: "The Saint Election officially begins!"

This was heard outside the hall and immediately caused enthusiastic cheers.

It is so lucky to see a saint election in my lifetime.

Qiao Yiqing stood among the crowd of candidates and looked at her. She was filled with darkness, with a huge and spectacular sound, which made people shocked.

At this moment, the nanny was the leader again and took them out of the hall and to the square.

Immediately afterwards, Lan Yuemei yelled loudly again: "Go to the fire tank!"

As he finished speaking, he could only hear heavy footsteps approaching the center of the square.

Everyone saw with their fleshy eyes that eight big men walked out with difficulty in pulling a huge scooter.

A giant cylinder on the scooter was large and round, with hot sparks rolling above.

Every time I moved, the flames in the tank swelled like sea water, scattered on the ground, instantly corroding a large hole on the ground, which was black and burnt, and was extremely terrifying.

The onlookers quickly dodged in horror, fearing that they would be contaminated with such terrifying flames.

When the fire tank arrived at the center of the square, Lan Yuemei spoke again: "Today's election needs to pass the test of ice and fire. The first item is the test of fire."

"Every saint candidate will enter the fire tank. As the saying goes, real gold is not afraid of fire refining. If you can withstand the burning of this hell fire, you will pass the first test."

As soon as Lan Yuemei's voice fell, it aroused the shock of the crowd.

Hellfire!!!

This fire will burn people to death, but I am afraid that the bones will be gone.

Too scary, too cruel.

This is the first test, and the next test is worth it!

The Saint Election is simply a life-threatening one's life.

Everyone was frightened and stared at the churning fire, and fear arose in their hearts.

The woman who participated in the election had long been scared and sweating all over and was stiff.

If they want to enter the fire tank, can they still come out alive?

"Start--" The women's hearts trembled, as if the death knives of the end of the world echoed in their ears.

A few timid women hurriedly retreated and shouted in horror: "No—No—I won't choose, I won't choose-"

Seeing this, Lan Muqing frowned suddenly and roared in anger: "Come here, drag these women out and beat them to death. As a candidate for the saint, he is so timid that he has simply insulted the saint's saint's saint."

The timid woman cried when she heard this: "Wuwuwu--No-I don't want to die yet--Wuwu--"

Several women were crying and looked terrified.

The guards who ran up there were no mercy at all, and they stretched out their big hands to force them to capture them.

The woman's resistance was obviously not at all power of resistance, and was soon dragged down by the fierce guards, with only shrill screams remaining in the square.

The remaining woman was so scared that she wiped the cold sweat from her forehead after realizing it.

It’s all right and right to die for honor than to be beaten to death by sticks, at least there is still a chance to live.

Thinking of this, the other women turned their eyes to the fire tank and put all their hopes of living on it.

At this moment, Ning Qiu, who had suppressed his fear, had already turned pale. His hands tightly clenched and his nails were trapped in his flesh, and he couldn't feel the pain.

She has lost her supernatural powers, and how can she withstand the burning of the fire of hell? Obviously, she will definitely die!

hateful!!!

She couldn't help but turn her eyes to Qiao Yiqing not far away, and saw her humiliating look, and she felt extremely hatred.

If she had known this was the result, how could she be threatened by Qiao Yiqing and useless her supernatural powers?

She gritted her teeth with hatred, but she had no choice but to be desperate.

No matter what, she will die.

Since they are all dead, she will never let Qiao Yiqing survive.

The nanny who led the team glanced at the women and asked, "Who of you comes first!"

The woman was silent, lowered her head, looked carefully at the people on both sides, waiting for the first person to be tested.

Ning Qiu's chance to take revenge came, and he immediately pointed at Qiao Yiqing and recommended loudly: "She comes first!!!"

When Qiao Yiqing heard the sound, she glanced at her side, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Sure enough, she still didn't learn from her lesson.

It's so cheap that she can slaughter her superpowers.

Seeing someone recommending it, the nanny looked at Qiao Yiqing and ordered, "Okay, you'll be the first one, go--"

As soon as the nanny said this, everyone in the audience focused their attention on Qiao Yiqing.

Hopefully, we can see a miracle happen.

Qiao Yiqing had a expressionless face and seemed much more indifferent. She just nodded slightly and walked steadily towards the fire tank.

Seeing her coming to the front of the fire tank, everyone held their breath and widened their eyes, fearing that they would miss a link.

Lan Yuemei, who was sitting in the high position of the hall, grabbed the handrail nervously and felt uneasy.

He knew very well that if it was - if it was her -

I dare not think!!!

Lan Muqing felt Lan Yuemei's anxiety and a sneered sneer on the corner of her mouth.

His brother was already fascinated by the woman named Qiao Yiqing, which was sad.

At this moment, Qiao Yiqing had already raised her feet and collapsed into the fire tank.

This action immediately caused the audience to scream in shock.

Especially the onlookers, the sharp voices broke through the sky, making the air tremble a little.

Everyone was so scared that they covered their faces by the rolling fire of hell.

I can't bear to look at this cruel scene.

After a while of noisy, everyone gradually became quiet because they did not hear screams and burning as scheduled.

Instead, it was a comfortable groan.

"Well—" Qiao Yiqing was lying in the fire tank, as if she was lying in her own bathhouse, her eyes closed comfortably without any pain.

Everyone was stunned when they saw this, and they couldn't believe that she was lying in the fire of hell.

Even Lan Muqing and Lan Yuemei stood up in shock.

This scene is truly unprecedented.

Even they were not sure whether they could withstand the burning of the fire of hell. Qiao Yiqing, a woman from an ordinary continent, was so powerful.

The audience was silent, and their eyes almost popped out.

Ning Qiu almost fainted by this scene.

Isn't this difficult for her?

Who is she?

I had countless doubts and countless dissatisfactions in my heart, and soon began to question the purity of the fire of hell again.

Perhaps, the fire of hell is not as terrifying as everyone imagines.
Chapter completed!