The first top lady

The Thousand Gods Temple was once at its peak, but it has been on the decline in the past two years. Although there is a reason for the strong rise of Dengxian Pavilion, it is undeniable that the absolute strength of the Thousand Gods Temple is indeed not as good as before.

This is related to the internal division within the Thousand Gods Temple.

After He Yunchu retired, Yin Shaojia passed the selection process and officially joined the Thousand Gods Temple. She was quite capable and could make a name for herself in the e-sports circle.

But she insisted on making her debut in the e-sports circle under the name of "Jia Yin" and even wanted to monopolize the identity of "Jia Yin".

At that time, Feng Yanhui, the captain of the Thousand Gods Temple's King of Glory team, strongly opposed it.

He grabbed Yin Shaojia's wrist, pressed him against the wall, and angrily warned: "You'd better not defile her, otherwise, I can't guarantee what will happen to you."

Yin Shaojia was not at all flustered. She raised her red lips and asked, "Do you think this is just my decision? I am not the only one who wants the benefits brought by the two words 'Jia Yin'."

"Sunqiao?"

"Humph!"

Feng Yanhui ran to the office of the boss of Qianshen Temple, kicked the door open, grabbed Sun Qiao by the collar, and lifted him up from the chair.

"Why?" Veins popped up on his face as he asked, "Because she refused to join the Thousand Gods Temple?"

"Let go, let go, I'm your boss." Sun Qiao is forty years old, wears glasses, and looks weak.

"You just want to use her to help you make money!"

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This name was comparable to the top star in the entertainment industry at that time.

With such a huge bonus, Sunqiao naturally wouldn't let it go.

Hearing this, Sun Qiao's frightened face instantly covered with a cunning smile. He pushed his glasses and said, "I am just a businessman."

Feng Yanhui glared at him, and after a moment of stalemate, she threw him back onto the chair.

Sun Qiao adjusted his glasses that had fallen to the tip of his nose, sat up straight, and said with a smile: "Jiayin is still Jiayin. We use the name 'Guofu Jiayin'. This is called in the entertainment industry," he paused and continued: "Oh! It's called freeloading traffic."

"This is how society is now," Sun Qiao spread his hands, as if it was a matter of course, "It's only natural to pursue fame and fortune! Those brainless fans can't tell the real from the fake, so what does it have to do with me?"

Feng Yanhui picked up a Hetian jade peace locket on Sun Qiao's desk and threw it to the ground.

With a crisp sound, the peace locket broke into three pieces.

"Thousand Gods Palace, either she or I, or I or she!"

He stepped on the broken jade with his right foot and left the Temple of Thousand Gods.

The smile on Sun Qiao's face instantly faded.

Feng Yanhui is a member of the Feng family, a first-rate family in the capital, a top wealthy family, he can't afford to offend them.

But he will never give up the huge traffic of "Jiayin".

Later, he thought of a compromise and divided the Thousand Gods Temple's original King of Glory team into two teams.

One is the JY team led by Feng Yanhui, and the other is the KT team led by Hou Geng and with Yin Shaojia as the main player.

The King of the Thousand!

The two teams exist because of discord, and they become even more discordant after their existence.

The question of which team should represent the Thousand Gods Temple in the competition has always been one of their points of conflict.

Both teams have strong players, but they will never appear on the field at the same time.

The result of the internal strife was that the Thousand Gods Temple's four consecutive World Cup championships, three season championships and two annual championships were all won by Dengxian Pavilion.

However, Sunqiao had no intention of integrating the two teams. After all, the money that "Jia Yin" brought him was much more than that brought him by several championship titles.

Ji Zezhou is a player of the Thousand Gods JY team. After learning that the Lotus Rings have reappeared in the e-sports circle, he immediately opened the microphone while still in the game and hurriedly said, "Everyone, please help me with this one. I will give you all the skins later."

After saying that, he surrendered.

"Is this true? This is my promotion match!"

Someone raised the microphone and questioned.

"I'm number 15 in the national server, please add me as your friend."

That person knew that the implication was that in addition to getting all the skins, he would also be helped to gain points, so he readily agreed immediately.

Ji Zezhou immediately switched to his main account, found the only account in the master-disciple relationship column, and clicked on it.

The account avatar is gray, obviously not online.

It’s Cayin!

He checked the combat records, and the latest result was from about five years ago.

"Not Master?"

But apart from his master, he couldn't think of anyone else who could cast the sky-wide lotus rings.

So, when he heard the news, his first reaction was that his master had returned.

But now, his wish has come true.

He randomly opened a video software, and the first recommended video was the video of Lotus Rings All Over the Sky.

My eyes were fixed on Diao Chan's head. This ID looked a little familiar.

"Isn't this the boy who wants to take me as his master?"

Ji Zezhou opened the King of Glory again and found an account called "DXG Let's See" in the friend list. He clicked on the homepage to take a look.

really!

As expected, there is this record.

"Hey! I know who he is!"

The person on the other end of the phone is Feng Yanhui.

"Yin Shaojia, I can't sit still any longer."

The most anxious person right now is probably Yin Shaojia.

Ji Zezhou snorted coldly, "I don't care what she wants." He said firmly: "This person must be related to Master, I want to go to Shenhai!"

"it is good……"

"Feng Yanhui! This is the cake I made for Duan Yao!"

A scolding interrupted Feng Yanhui's reply.

Ji Zezhou didn't care about Feng Yanhui's affairs. He immediately booked the nearest flight and flew to Shenhai.

At this time, the Feng family rarely encountered an important matter worthy of his attention. Feng Yanhui, who had finally been serious for two seconds, was chased and taught a lesson by a woman with a graceful and elegant appearance.

Feng Yanhui's mother, Si Fengchao, was about fifty years old, with fair complexion, a plump figure, a full face, and her hair was tied up behind her head without a single mess. The black velvet cheongsam was embroidered with gold threads, which was very gorgeous, but the brooch on her chest was a little dark, and it must have been worn for many years.

As the wife of a wealthy family, she should be free from worries, with loving husband and filial children. But there seemed to be sadness hidden in those bright eyes.

Although her movements in chasing Feng Yanhui were a bit rough, her temperament was still elegant.

Feng Yanhui didn't care about Ji Zezhou's call anymore. She rolled over from the sofa and fled into the large living room of the courtyard villa.

"Mom, I was wrong...I..."

He raised his hand and caught a pillow.

"I do not see it……"

Catch another doll.

"Every day, you come back and cause trouble for me..."

"Then I didn't know you put the cake on the sofa?"

He just sat down on it.

He caught another golden Qilin beast.

"Hiss—oh—ah—"

His hand was hurt by the blow, and he squatted on the ground holding the golden beast and screaming.

"It's more than thirty kilograms, Mom!" Feng Yanhui was more shocked.

Is my mother so strong? She can throw 30 kilograms just like that?

Si Fengchao picked up the cake distressedly, took a look at it, and seeing that it was in a mess, he casually threw it on the table and shouted to Feng Yanhui: "Eat it up, don't waste it."

After that, he turned and walked towards the kitchen, muttering, "I'll make another one for Duan Yao."