Dragon God Battle

Chapter 270 Martial God (third update)

When Xiaolong saw the map, he realized that they had already reached the border of Huaxia Kingdom. "Isn't that Liuhua City?" Xiaolong said in surprise.

"Yes, it seems that great changes have taken place in these years, and the city has undergone tremendous changes." Zixue sighed.

"Come on, let's take a look. I don't know what happened to Yang Wei, but I hope he's still there!" Xiaolong felt ashamed.

Sure enough, a lot has changed. The city is probably ten times bigger than before, and its defenses are also stricter. The soldiers on the city wall are holding bows and arrows, pointing their arrows at Xiaolong and the others.

It was the same scene as last time, and Xiaolong couldn't add more emotion in his heart, and he was looking forward to seeing Yang Wei sooner.

"Who is here, do you have my Qin ID card?" asked one of the two soldiers standing straight at the gate of the city.

"What, Qin Guo, my God!" Xiaolong could no longer suppress the shock in his heart, and exhaled.

"Since a few of you don't have ID cards, you can apply now, and only charge the cost, a total of 3 taels of silver." The soldier was also kind.

Xiaolong also knew that Yang Wei was not dead, and he followed suit with the stories he told him before, and even the names were the same as those on Earth, and he needed physical evidence.

Zixue and the others couldn't stop laughing, it's so funny to apply for an ID card here.

Oh, it turns out that the so-called ID card is a photo drawn by the artist. The material is still made of fabric, which is durable. As long as it is not washed frequently with water, it can still be used for a year or a half.

A few people were sitting upright and asked the man to paint, but when the artist drew the little dragon, his eyes were dazed, and he muttered to himself, "What is your relationship with Wushen? Are you the son of Wushen?"

The two soldiers were also taken aback, but when they saw Xiaolong's face, they couldn't help but knelt down at the same time, "May I ask you, are you a disciple of the God of War?"

The old painter knelt on the ground and took out a small personal bag from his arms with trembling hands. He didn't know what it was, but it was wrapped in no less than ten layers. When he took it out, it was a portrait.

The person in the painting is dressed in black, with sword eyebrows, handsome appearance, and deep eyes, which is a complete copy of Xiaolong.

"Brother Long, that's you! Haha! The painting is really like it. Old man, can you sell this portrait to me?" Xiao Yan laughed.

"Not for sale, not for ten thousand dollars!" The old man's eyes were firm, which showed his extreme love for this photo.

"Should I change it or not?" Xiao Yan suddenly had a poster in his hand, and it was a photo of Xiaolong. The effect captured by the camera was much better than the old man's portrait in terms of color and authenticity.

"Hey, my portrait right!" Xiaolong looked up to the sky and sighed.

As soon as the old man saw the poster, his eyes straightened, "I'll change, I'll change!"

The two soldiers also understood that the person in front of them was definitely related to the Valkyrie, and they became excited immediately. One of them ran towards the city at high speed. In order to pursue speed, he even rode a horse, and the tall horse crossed the city.

"The Valkyrie is here, everyone get out of the way, so I can report to the king." The soldier howled excitedly.

As soon as the crowd heard the news of the Martial God, they immediately backed down like crazy, and then rushed towards the city gate.

"Valkyrie, really a Valkyrie! God!"

"The Valkyrie hasn't aged at all, and hasn't changed at all. He really is a god!"

"This can't be the son of the Valkyrie!"

Xiaolong and the others were stunned, and they were blocked by a group of people at the gate of the city. The key was a group of enthusiastic people, a group of people who could not be killed.

Zixue and the others were also surrounded by the crowd. Everyone seemed to be in a frenzy, and they couldn't help being a little bit agitated. How could a few women make those ordinary men approach, and they all showed a certain amount of skill. Can't get to a few people.

"Damn it, if you don't make a move, the scene might get out of control." Everyone felt that Xiaolong's figure was blurred for a while, and when they realized it, Xiaolong was already suspended in the sky.

Originally, they just wanted to spread the crowd's support, but when those people saw the little dragon rising into the sky, they knelt on the ground one after another, praying and prostrating at the same time.

Maybe the religion is a little different, maybe the way is different, but all of them worship Valkyrie.

Xiaolong is the most shameful person to kneel down, but at this moment even with his own strength, it is difficult to control all these people, he couldn't help being a little depressed, and shouted in the air: "Yang Wei, you give me, I'll get out quickly."

The sound was so loud that it spread throughout the city, and the people in the whole city worshiped and admired the demeanor of the Martial God.

At this time, Zixue and the others also ascended to the sky, the three women stepped on the flying sword and stood beside Xiaolong, and Huang boldly and consciously stood behind Xiaolong.

"Wow, Valkyrie's woman, and his servant."

"The three goddesses are really beautiful!"

Just when Xiaolong was about to leave, he found several people flying in the sky, one of them was Yang Wei, but he was hugged and stepped on the fairy sword.

"Long live my emperor!" A loud voice burst out from the crowd.

"God of Valor!" Yang Wei referred to God of Valor.

"What kind of plane are you doing? I'll settle the score with you later." Xiaolong said resentfully.

Yang Wei looked excited and said loudly: "War God, please follow me."

"All the people in the city listened to the order, welcomed the arrival of the Martial God, celebrated ten days, and thanked the god for coming." Yang Wei's imposing manner was majestic.

The people in the city obeyed one after another, and Xiaolong and his party flew away with Yang Wei.

Listening to Yang Wei talking about these years of experience, Xiaolong couldn't help feeling emotional.

In these years, from a few thousand soldiers at the beginning, a small city, to the current ruler of a country, it is easy to say, but it is quite dangerous to do.

Today, the Huaxia Empire has been completely split into several major vassal states, and the Qin State created by Yang Wei has gradually gained a firm foothold, competing with several major countries. Of course, Qin State still has a mission, which is to guard the frontier.

"Who are these people?" Xiaolong asked with a smile. In fact, Yang Wei didn't need to explain, Xiaolong also knew that they were cultivators.

"Martial God, I am Mingyue of the Jade Brahma Sect, this is my junior brother, Mingxing, and the other two, they are casual cultivators, guarding Qin together with my senior brother."

"It's not that you don't know that I am a cultivator. Don't call me a martial god anymore, so that no one will say that I am pretending to be a ghost, haha! Yang Wei, you are not bad, and you have become the emperor. Come, we will meet today for the sake of reason, let's Must have a drink."

A gleam of joy flashed in Yang Wei's eyes, "It's great to be able to drink the immortal wine of the Martial God again."

The others were also delighted, they had heard that Valkyrie has the most delicious wine in the world, it seems that today they can taste the wine, their mouths feel dry after thinking about it, they wish they could drink Xiaolong's wine right away.

At the moment, in the imperial banquet, several people were chatting and laughing, when Xiaolong took out the Moutai, several people's eyes were straightened, the aroma has already proved the extraordinary quality of the wine.Yang Wei was amazed that Xiaolong still had so many Moutais. He wondered if he could ask Xiaolong for two bottles, so that he could enjoy this delicacy in the future.

(End of this chapter)