Mad Martial War Emperor

Outside Mu House, the unfathomable mystery of the land battle was defeated, and it was very miserable. The soul suffered a severe wound and almost completely died. Ye Huang left no room in case the land battle was too powerful and missed the last chance to suppress him.

Lu Zheng took over Lu Tiantian, and suddenly panicked. He couldn’t feel the vitality of Lu Tiantian. Ye Huang almost killed Lu Tiantian with one move.

“You … Are you helping him or killing him? He …” Lu Zheng looked at Ye Huang and Ye Qinghan angrily, with some Murderous intention in his eyes.

The house owner also found that the land battle was still alive, but his soul was not wavering. His face suddenly became ugly. After all, land battle was his pro-nephew. He hoped that Mu Xiao7 would marry land battle, but he could not die, and land battle was God. The competent assistant of the Ministry of Military Affairs is even more indispensable for him.

“Hurry up, give him the Zhenlun Dan!” The prince was also anxious, and took out a golden worry directly, just like the color of faith, containing powerful power.

Lu Zheng’s hands are stunned. Until now, Lu Zhantian has been treated badly. He just watched his son grow up. Before the good days were enjoyed, Ye Huang was destroyed.

After receiving the Zhenlun Dan directly into the Sea of ​​Consciousness of the Marine War, the Zhenlun Dan turned into a golden cloud and began to gather the remaining souls. Formidable power is extraordinary, connecting to heaven penetrating the earth, which can almost die. Bones!

But Zhenhun Dan didn’t have much effect at all, and he couldn’t save the dissipation of the soul of the land battle.

Lu Zheng was getting more and more panicked, and some people started taking pleasure in other people’s misfortune.

Mu Xiao 7 also panicked, rushed over, lost the charm of the hero, tearful eyes.

“All blame you! Why are you so embarrassed? You are all bad guys and you sent him to the battlefield when you were young. How old was he then? Ten years old! Now that he is dead, are you satisfied? Mu Xiao 7 growled at the owner of the house.

Ye Huang and Ye Qinghan complexion slightly changed. I did not expect that Lu Zhantian’s fantasy of Mu Xiao 7 would be so obsessed with even a little defense, otherwise there would be no trace of defense hitting this point.

For the first time, the houseowner was so roared, or his favorite daughter. He even forgot his anger. At this moment, even Zhenhun Dan cannot save the land battle, unless the higher god appears to save him!

Higher deities?

The head of the house hurriedly said to Ye Qinghan, “Ye Qinghan, what about your Master? Now only your Master can save the battle sky! Don’t you just see him as you are? Do you want to see death?”

Ye Qinghan pats The head and the eyebrows form a ball, at this moment is it possible that I really want to ask for the 9 Lord of Umbrellas?

Lu Zheng seems to have caught the last life-saving straw, holding Lu Zhantian and shouting at Ye Qinghan, “Ye Qinghan, you are half responsible for this matter, please save him! If you don’t save, I will fight with you ! “

Ye Qinghan smiled bitterly, helplessly said, “Senior, you also know people of that level. Only he looks for me, and I can’t find him Senior! And to save people, he just looks at the mood, and I beg is useless … “

The powerhouses such as the houseowner and Lu Zheng understand that for them, the god of worship is the god of aloof and remote, just like the distance between the mortal and the emperor. There is no comparability at all. The god of worship can be Space-Time Reverse. Changing the Heaven and Switching the Earth, they are omnipotent!

Ye Huang’s pale face when he landed on the battlefield was indifferent, and he had no bottom in his heart.

“Let me try it,” Ye Huang whispered.

Ye Qinghan’s eyes brightened, and now he can only give medicine to a dead horse, but he can’t do it, then he can only soften with the 9 You Lord and pray on his knees.

“Help me find a separate house. Pipe down. Don’t bother me!” Ye Huang said watching the owner.

The man of the house really cared about the life of the Marine Warlord. He personally took Ye Huang to a separate courtyard. This place is usually where he retreats. It is surrounded by mountains and rivers, with a divine lotus swaying. Divine medicine can be transformed into an emperor, but All were suppressed by the houseowner and became a decoration, and destiny is even worse than Li Shang.

In the bamboo courtyard, there is only one bamboo bed, a bamboo table and two bamboo chairs, a built-in pond, there are several divine medicines in it, and it is the best place for self-cultivation.

Lu Zheng put Lu Zhantian on a bamboo bed with a sad expression. He had such a son in his life, but the relationship was not good, but he did not speak very well, and he really loved this son, and only hoped that he would grow and grow!

“Ye Huang Fellow Daoist, please! He is my last hope!” Lu Zheng said solemnly.

“Seniors rest assured, I do my best, even if I can’t save it, I can hold it for ten to three years!” Ye Huang said in a harp.

Lu Zheng retreated, Ye Huang sat at the bamboo table, played the soul song, and sighed, over and over again, he actively helped Lu Zhantian to cultivate his soul, and even evolved some illusions about Mu Xiao 7 to provoke Lu Zhantian’s desire for survival.

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On the palace hall, the housekeeper gazed at Ye Qinghan, his fingertips trembled, and the powerful housekeeper dignified, and he did not dare to look directly at the soul-catching eyes of his daughter.

“Ye Qinghan, how sure is Ye Huang to be able to save the battlefield?” Solemnly asked.

Ye Qinghan thought for a moment, replied, “About 50%, even if it can’t be saved, he can be temporarily released from the crisis of death. If it doesn’t work, I will try to contact my Master and hope that his Senior can take it, but I don’t guarantee him Will promise. “

The houseowner took a deep breath, watching Ye Qinghan sosolemnly vowed, his heart became more and more unsure, not sure whether Ye Qinghan’s Master was a god or not, and he did not dare to offend Ye Qinghan.

“But I want to ask Sir Mansion Master, is your commitment worth it?” Ye Qinghan solemnly asked.

“Count it up! As soon as he wakes up, he can have a wedding.” The owner was surely replied.

The houseowner looked at Ye Qinghan so firmly, and was willing to gamble on it. He bet Ye Qinghan’s Master is really a high-level deity. Now he is good with Ye Qinghan. He may be able to see the high-end deity in the future.

For only a small chance, the housekeeper would give up everything to gamble, and it is obvious how powerful the temptation of the gods on the side is!

Ye Qinghan nodded, now the only prayer is that Ye Huang can save the land battle sky, and hope for the 9 lords, which is simply unrealistic.

In these two days, Ye Qinghan has been exceptionally quiet. No one has disturbed and no one has set up a relationship. No one knows what measures Dao Mansion will take against Ye Qinghan and Ye Huang. I do n’t know if Ye Qinghan and Ye Huang will be favored. No one is too close.

A week later, the sound of the bamboo courtyard was so loud that Ye Huang’s piano was full of tenderness, and it was mesmerizing. It would be unforgettable once heard.

Powerful beings such as Lu Zheng and the lord of the house all rushed outside the bamboo courtyard and waited for the results.

For a week of continuous stroking the piano, Ye Huang was exhausted, his soul couldn’t support it, his face was pale, half an hour later, the piano sound dissipated, Mu Xiao 7 rushed in first, watching the land battle still had no soul fluctuation, can’t help but look It was dark and almost fainted.