Dragon Sword God

Chapter 369 Anyone Who Makes Brother Xiang Angry Should Die

"Instructor Shui Ruoling took you to practice, right? She is half your master, why don't you see her?" Xiang Hao asked Fu Hongying with a chuckle.

Fu Hongying's small face suddenly became a bit sad, and she said with her mouth flattened: "Master, she is dead."

After Xiang Hao was startled, he didn't ask any more questions, and patted Fu Hongying's head.

"Your master is dead too." At this moment, the crazy old man stared at Xiang Hao and said in a deep voice.

"What did you say?" Xiang Hao didn't react for a while.

"He hasn't been buried yet, I'll wait for you to see him one last time." The crazy old man said to himself.

Xiang Hao's breathing was condensed, a bone-piercing coldness and haze enveloped the audience, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Take me there."

When Xiang Hao came to the mourning hall, opened the icy coffin lid, and saw the skinny face in the coffin with his eyes closed forever, his eyes turned red, he gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and couldn't utter a word for a long time. sound.

You don't need to ask Xiang Hao to know that Master's death was done by Yaozu and Netherzu.

After Mei Changsheng was buried, everyone looked at Xiang Hao. Now that Xiang Hao has stepped into the realm of a king, his prestige faintly surpassed that of everyone in the imperial capital. People secretly regarded him as the backbone.

Xiang Hao looked at the tens of thousands of monks on the training field, and after pondering for a moment, he looked at the Emperor Ling, and said softly: "Your Majesty, I think there are three things that must be investigated as a matter of urgency. We can have a plan and not be passive all the time."

"Which three things? Tell me quickly, I'm listening." Linghuang immediately said in a deep voice, and everyone in the audience also looked at Xiang Hao quietly.

Xiang Hao took a deep breath and said slowly: "First, find out how many kings there are in the Yaozu and Nether tribe. Second, find out which channel the Nether tribe came from. This is very important. Thirdly, although the people in Dongzhou are devastated, there must still be many survivors. We need to find out and make statistics. Everyone is responsible for the national crisis. We have to secretly unite these survivors, which will be of great use in the future. .”

"I will send someone to investigate immediately." Linghuang said in a deep voice.

Xiang Hao's eyes flashed, he didn't say anything, but he was a little shocked in his heart. Sure enough, the Linghuang still had a backup, and now a large number of demon troops and Nether tribes are less than twenty miles away from the emperor. In this case, the Emperor Ling still has a way to send people out to investigate. It must be that there are secret passages in the imperial capital that ordinary people don't know.

"Xiang Hao, after leaving the border town, I have always felt bad in my heart for a long time. Now, I want to fight side by side with you. You lead us to fight against the demon clan and the nether world. This time, with one word, you want me to Lin Han's soul is broken on the battlefield, and I, Lin Han, will not take a step back." Lin Han walked up and said firmly.

"Brother Lin is serious. In the border town, I sincerely hope that you will leave, but it is different here. We have no way to retreat. We must fight with our backs. Even those who don't want to participate in the battle must join the battle. Whoever dares to escape will be killed without mercy." After the words "Killing Unforgiven" fell, Xiang Hao's kingly aura enveloped the audience, which was even more terrifying than the few remaining three veteran king masters present.

"I join the battle."

"I also participated in the battle."

"Never back down."

Many people agree, but there are also a small number of people who are not convinced. After all, there are tens of thousands of people on the field, and the hearts of the people are unpredictable.

"Xiang Hao, you are very strong, I feel ashamed, but His Majesty Linghuang has never said anything. I'm afraid it's not good for you, a unparalleled king in name, to intervene in major events that will affect the future of the Ling Dynasty?" One person said Said, this person is wearing a blue robe, he is not a college student, some people recognize him, he is the son of Lingchao Wenxiang.

"My son is right. When my emperor makes the decision, even if you have unrivaled mana, you cannot decide the fate of the spiritual dynasty." Next to the man in green robe, an old man with gray hair and beard said in a deep voice.

Hearing the words, the Emperor Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the unpredictable Wenxiang and said indifferently: "Everyone in the imperial capital now knows that the Lingchao needs the Wushuang King Xiang Hao. He is working hard for the Lingchao selflessly. I don't think there is any. Wrong, does Wen Xiang have other ideas?"

"It's not a good opinion, Your Majesty! I feel that there are not many soldiers left in our dynasty. If we continue to fight to the death, we will definitely lose. Why don't we negotiate peace with the monster clan and the Nether clan and justifiably cede half of Dongzhou Give the territory to the Monster Race and the Nether Race, maybe the crisis can be alleviated." Wen Xiang said seriously.

As soon as Wen Xiang's voice fell, the audience was in an uproar, and the fierce reprimand almost drowned Wen Xiang.

Hearing these words, Xiang Hao's eyes became sharper, with murderous intent looming.

"Brother Xiang, did this old man's words make you unhappy?" Fu Hongying raised her neck and asked Xiang Hao.

"very unhappy."

"Understood." Fu Hongying's body erupted with a terrifying murderous intent, and then, she almost turned into a red light, and she killed Wenxiang at an astonishingly fast speed, which made everyone change color.

After Fu Hongying rushed close to Wenxiang, she raised her little hand, and a blood-red light erupted, drowning Wenxiang, father and son in an instant. When the red light dispersed, people couldn't help being horrified, because Wenxiang, father and son both fell down. On the ground, there were no wounds or blood on his body, but he was dead.

"Anyone who dares to make my brother Xiang angry, deserve to die." Little Fu Hongying's cold and firm voice spread throughout the audience, moving many people.

Xiang Hao stared at Xiao Hongying, a little shocked. He never thought that Fu Hongying, the little girl in his eyes, would have such terrifying strength.

"The ferocity of the Monster Race and the Nether Race is obvious to all of us, but Wen Xiang's unscrupulous words and such absurd claims as to cede half of the territory are really deceiving people and deserve death." Linghuang said immediately , at the time when the Lingchao is alive and dead, he really doesn't want any accident to make Xiang Hao leave angrily. In that case, the Lingchao will never have a chance to turn around. Therefore, the Linghuang will not care about the death of a Wenxiang.

"Your Majesty is wise."

"Your Majesty is wise. Now that I am in the Ling Dynasty, I can only fight to the death."

Linghuang nodded, looked at Xiang Hao, and said: "I will now designate you as the commander-in-chief. The 20 army will be under your command. You must guard the imperial capital."

"Your Majesty Linghuang, Xiang Hao is a monk who only seeks the way of God. He didn't want to be a commander at first, but now, he has to do his part in this crisis. But I want to ask Your Majesty to promise me that if we can beat back the demon clan and Nether Race, after that, please let your Majesty set me free." Xiang Hao said very seriously, and he said this with another layer of deep meaning, which many older generations present could understand.

"Definitely, I will, by then."

"It's not good, Your Majesty, the demon army and the Nether tribe have come to attack the city again. This time, even... even the Shen Dynasty army has joined." The soldiers in front rushed to report, interrupting the Linghuang's words.

"Let's go." Xiang Hao waved his hand and rushed out of the city with tens of thousands of people from the Shinto Academy.

Outside the city, the demon army came in black, and in front of the demon army, hundreds of creatures of the Nether tribe held black pots, exuding a strange and gloomy aura, which made people tremble. Among them was an old man of the Nether tribe who was extremely terrifying. , like hell, a pair of pupils have an extraordinary magic.

"Children of the Emperor Ling, today our army of demon clan must attack the imperial capital and take your head." Yaoshuai roared, the number of times he had attacked the imperial capital was no less than [-] times, and he had lost patience for a long time.

"Where did the little monsters and monsters come from to spout bullshit here?" Xiang Hao arrived, walking through the air, like a young god king walking, with an astonishing momentum.

(End of this chapter)