"Commander Du, you are the most upright person in the Northern Army Division. Why would you collude with Ying, a group of villains who only work behind the scenes?"
Cui Xiangheng only felt that his cognition was impacted by the torrent of steel. The tall and majestic image of the supervisor Eucommia ulmoides, whom he originally believed in the most, collapsed in an instant. At that moment, Cui Xiangheng only felt that he was the last A ray of faith collapsed.
"Conflict...collusion...?" Du Zhong murmured. He originally thought Cui Xiangheng would be Ying's man, but the way Lan Luoran nodded just now was so natural and calm.
"..." Lan Luoran didn't speak, just looked at Du Zhong, but his eyes had already given Du Zhong the answer.
Lan Luoran had no dissatisfaction with the stupid young man in front of him. If anything, he was just an eyesore when he stood in front of him.
"..." Eucommia ulmoides' eyes were obviously asking for Lan Luoran's opinion, but Lan Luoran's eyes were completely demure, with calm eyes that did not reveal any killing intent or anger at all.
"Kill him?" Du Zhong clenched his fists and began to make plans in his mind, but for Du Zhong, how could he aim the sharp blade at his former colleague for no reason.
Lan Luoran's hand slowly lifted up and landed on the table, his fingertips gently tapping the table, making a gentle sound.
Speaking of which, Lan Luoran hasn't figured out how to deal with Cui Xiangheng's matter, at least not yet.
If he just wants to conceal his identity, then killing him or imprisoning Cui Xiangheng forever is just a matter of words and hands for Lan Luoran.
But Lan Luoran would not do that. He wanted Cui Xiangheng, an inconspicuous chess piece, to play a greater role, instead of being an abandoned and wasted chess piece.
His eyes slowly closed, and Lan Luoran simply leaned on the chair. His gray hair rested on the back of the chair behind him, and was parted to both sides by the backrest.
The middle three fingers of his left hand still tapped the table regularly, making crisp sounds.
In the room, apart from the heavy breathing of Eucommia ulmoides and Cui Xiangheng, there was only the sound of Lan Luoran's fingertips tapping on the table, echoing in the empty room.
"Forget it, let's go!" Lan Luoran said helplessly and frustratedly, leaning on the seat without even getting up or opening his eyes.
Lan Luoran would not kill Cui Xiangheng. At least as the commander-in-chief of the Northern Territory Military Division, Lan Luoran would never do evil to anyone within the Military Division.
And if he was imprisoned, it would undoubtedly tell the person behind the scenes that Lan Luoran was timid. Lan Luoran would definitely not choose such a method.
You can't kill him, and you can't lock him up, so why not just let him go. Standing in front of you, he is still such an eyesore.
"Commander, you are feeding a tiger into trouble...!" Du Zhong knew very well that with Cui Xiangheng's character, if he walked out of this Military Director's Hall, the entire Northern Territory and even the empire would know the identity of the Commander-in-Chief.
"Stop!" Before Eucommia ulmoides' tiger claws landed on Cui Xiangheng's shoulders, Lan Luoran's words had already been spoken, and a wave of air blocked in front of Eucommia ulmoides.
Eucommia was a little stunned at this time, and slowly turned her head to look at Lan Luoran behind her, with a pair of dark pupils full of shock.
"Commander, he knows the existence of Ying and the secrets of the Military Division. The Northern Territory is likely to become the next Southern Territory...!" Du Zhong gritted his teeth and spoke loudly, even when facing Lan Luoran, He also looks neither humble nor arrogant.
Cui Xiangheng, who was standing at the door, could no longer distinguish the situation. He still couldn't believe how could such Eucommia ulmoides be the shadow master of the Shadow Palace?
"Kill him, will this secret be kept forever?" Lan Luoran's eyes were filled with shock. This was Lan Luoran, who was not even angry with Cui Xiangheng, and looked at Eucommia ulmoides, It turned out to be a bit more ferocious.
"Don't think that I don't know what you are thinking? You kill him, and then the military commander issues a wanted order. Then you can justifiably go to Sunset City to find Lin Zihan, the dragon son, right?"
Who is Lan Luoran? He is a person who has lived for more than three hundred years. He is a person in the shadows. After Xuan Yu saw him, he did not dare to speak loudly. How could he not see clearly those curved intestines of Eucommia ulmoides.
"But have you ever thought about who Lin Zihan and Wang Qin are when you go to Sunset City? Not to mention that old fox in Sunset City. Do you really think he knows nothing?"
Lan Luoran let out a long sigh. He had never been as depressed as he was today. He originally thought Cui Xiangheng was a chess piece sent to his door, but Lan Luoran found that he didn't know how to play chess.
"Lin Zihan, is he really the dragon son, the dragon son of the shadow?" Cui Xiangheng's tone this time was no longer angry, but a question, a simple question. It seemed that the answer to this question was very important to Cui Xiangheng.
"Everyone in the world knows things, and you still come to ask me?" Lan Luoran smiled bitterly. It turns out that Cui Xiangheng is not just a stubborn person, but also a bit stupid!
Yes, if he is not stupid, who would break into his own hall so abruptly and question his identity? If he were still the Dark Night Lord of the Shadow Sect, he would have waved his hand and asked Cui Xiangheng to meet those undead.
"I want to go to Sunset City!" As soon as Cui Xiangheng finished speaking, the faces of Lan Luoran and Du Zhong were filled with shock and confusion.
"Are you kidding? The Sunset City is your backyard!" Eucommia just rolled her eyes at Cui Xiangheng. How come this man appears here like a joke and always says these weird things.
At this time, Lan Luoran had a smile on his lips, a very proud smile, and his eyes towards Cui Xiangheng were no longer cold.
"I seem to understand now, what is the plan of the person who wants to push you in front of me!" Lan Luoran said slowly and hooked Cui Xiangheng.
Maybe others don't know, but at this time Lan Luoran has already guessed who the person who revealed his identity to Cui Xiangheng is. After all, the number of people who know his identity and the relationship between Cui Xiangheng and Lin Zihan can be counted on one hand. Not here, but two hands are definitely enough.
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"Bang..." The holy golden spear and halberd in Huang Zhizong's hand was bounced away again. This time, the spear and halberd drove Huang Zhizong's body and fell backwards.
The blood dragon was also a little tired. He couldn't count how many times Huang Zhizong was thrown out. The golden light that originally hit him now fell on Huang Zhizong.
The disparity in power and the strength of the energy field is still an insurmountable mountain between Xun Long and Huang Zhizong. Although Huang Zhizong is equipped with a sharp weapon, he cannot influence this battle.
The scene that Blood Dragon expected did not appear. He still underestimated Xun Long's strength, and underestimated the strength of a human who had lived for more than five hundred years.
"If Fu Tu stood here, he might not be sure that he would win." Xue Long felt that the battle in front of him was becoming more and more interesting.
Because Huang Zhizong had obviously been defeated countless times, but he never gave up in the face of Xun Long's attack, and was even looking for opportunities to take the initiative to counterattack Xun Long.
At least Huang Zhizong is still working hard, he has not been completely defeated, and this means that there is still hope for Blood Dragon's bet.
Looking at Huang Zhizong, who was exuding a golden luster, the body wrapped in golden luster, and the halo emanating from the spear and halberd made Huang Zhizong not look so depressed.
However, from the perspective of the blood dragon, half of Huang Zhizong's body could be seen, which had been scratched by flying stones and gravel. The dazzling wounds were no better than being injured by sharp weapons.
At this time, Wang Qin looked at Huang Zhizong in front of him and felt a little distressed. The attacks and knocks made Wang Qin's heart tremble.
Only Xue Long could see clearly that Huang Zhizong's clothes were already soaked with blood, and the blood fell drop by drop along with the tattered strands.
It's just that the golden light obscures it, so people in the distance can't see it clearly.
"Do you still want to fight? Even if he continues to fight, he won't be able to kill you, but you won't feel any better..." the blood dragon reminded, his voice not too loud, just enough for Huang Zhizong to hear clearly.
Xun Long could hear these words clearly. Up to now, the bronze armor on Xun Long's body had been scratched several times by Huang Zhizong's spear and halberd. If it weren't for the bronze armor protecting him, I'm afraid Xun Long will also have a few more wounds on his body.
This time Xun Long has been impressed by Huang Zhizong from the bottom of his heart, but even so, Xun Long will not stop, because his own face is more important than his appreciation of the genius in front of him.
Huang Zhizong raised his left hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. The blood mixed with sweat was wiped clean.
Huang Zhizong didn't pay attention to the blood dragon, nor did he pay attention to the blood dragon's words. As if he didn't hear it at all, he clenched the body of the halberd tightly with his right hand. The tiger's mouth had been cracked, and blood dripped on the body of the halberd.
Slowly turning the halberd body with his right hand and pointing the blade downward, Huang Zhizong raised his head again and looked at Xun Long in front of him. There was no intention of stopping in his eyes. On the contrary, a stronger fighting spirit was ignited in his eyes.
Huang Zhizong still listened to those words in his heart. Blood Dragon's words stimulated Huang Zhizong's warlike heart. The desire to fight that had been dormant many years ago was completely ignited at this moment.
Huang Zhizong no longer regards this as an ordinary sparring battle. He will go all out and fight with his life.
The Holy Golden Spear and Halberd in his hand seemed to feel Huang Zhizong's sudden desire to fight, and he became eager to try. A restless heart beat violently inside the Holy Golden Spear and Halberd.
The blood dragon that had been sitting on the marble block was no longer calm at this moment. He looked at Huang Zhizong with a bit more praise and admiration. A man with gray hair could actually burst out with such a strong fighting spirit. , which made the blood dragon start to think more.
"That spear and halberd must have come from the burial place of the Golden Dragon King. If possible, I would like to know if I can get it..."
The blood dragon looked at the holy golden spear and halberd at this time and became a little greedy. As a dragon, the blood dragon knew better than anyone present what that spear and halberd meant.
And when the blood dragon gets that spear and halberd, it will definitely explode with far greater power than it is in Huang Zhizong's hands.
"Uncle Huang...!" Wang Qin saw the huge shadow behind Huang Zhizong. The fiery battle on the battlefield had already affected Wang Qin, who was within the protection.
Wang Qin's face also glowed red at this time.
