Chapter 195: On merit

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A victory that has been tabooed for a long time always makes people feel proud and happy, and it also makes the enemy country very angry. The city lord sent a special envoy to reconcile, and promised that the two armies would cease war within a year and that there would be no conflict between the two armies.

This made the whole city roar with joy, gongs and drums, and auspicious clouds.

And all of this will be attributed to one person, the legendary man, the existence that is comparable to the gods in their hearts, the only Captain of Ten Thousands - Xia Haochu.

That miraculous and terrifying technique can withstand the fingering attack at the peak of the Blood Soul Realm without any damage. One person fighting five Haoyue Gods will leave three disabled and two injured, turning the tide and changing the situation of the battle.

The city lord was full of praise for this and held a celebration meeting half a month later to reward the three armies and reward them for their merits.

Mu Beiqing laughed heartily. Although tens of thousands of soldiers were lost in this battle, and even many centurions and one thousand captains were killed, the price paid by the other side was even heavier. Several Hao Yue generals and nearly 30% of the soldiers were killed. His vitality was severely damaged and he became depressed.

One day, Mu Beiqing was looking at the list of the missing and dead soldiers under his command in the camp. His eyes paused slightly at a spot in the middle, and then he fell into deep thought.

"How could...? Why is there his name on it?" His voice was a little unclear, filled with sadness and sadness.

And he was Lin Zixuan, the young man who should have been even more outstanding than Xia Haochu. He was a cultivator of both soul and body, a light attribute monk, and had the purest and most powerful golden spirit bloodline. He was hailed as the Chosen Son by the city lord.

"The dragon horn retains the inherited power of that person. Logically speaking, he should have the ability to protect himself. Could it be that old dog Lu Yan took advantage of me to rescue Hao Chu and kidnapped him secretly? If that is the case, it would be a big deal. That's not good!" Mu Beiqing felt a chill in his back, vaguely feeling that things were not as simple as imagined.

"If that emperor understands my emperor's martial arts and takes it to a higher level, the consequences will be disastrous." His mind was buzzing, and he wanted to report the matter to the city lord immediately.

At the same time, in the military camp, in the direction of Lin Zixuan's troops, the group of people were talking a lot.

"Brother Han, after Lin Zixuan's death, the centurion position belongs to you." Someone flattered him. He had a high prestige in the reserve army and held a certain weight.

"Yes, Brother Han, you have accumulated enough merits this time, and this promotion will come naturally!" Someone echoed, like a fan blowing to light a fire, shaking most people's minds.

No matter who becomes the centurion, they don't care, but they prefer Han Yun in their hearts. After all, many years of getting along day and night have given them a thorough understanding of him.

Calm, patient, sympathetic and compassionate, except for his cold personality, but no one is perfect, so he is the perfect candidate.

"Brother Han, all the brothers respect you, accept it, you are the one everyone expects." Yu Chijun came over, patted him on the shoulder, and persuaded him.

Han Yun was silent. Over the past month, he had trained troops for Lin Zixuan, and even led troops for him on the battlefield. It could be said that even if he was not a centurion, he was better than a centurion.

He was a little hesitant and didn't know what to do. This was supposed to be Lin Zixuan's team. He promised the latter that he would train them well and make them better.

Although he is not here now, his death has not been confirmed. If the tide goes by and I take over his position, what will they feel if they meet when he returns in the future?

He paused for a moment, looked at the scorching eyes of everyone, and said coldly: "Don't discuss this matter. The city lord will decide everything in three days."

Everyone sighed, but no one refuted, silently accepting the situation in their hearts.



In a cave deep in the Buda Forest, the rocky and rugged ground is filled with dense animal bones. The evil spirit is permeated and the evil is overwhelming. If you look closely, you will see that each of the bone towers made of countless animal skulls has The expressions of the ferocious beasts were almost the same, one of fear and horror, as if they had suffered great pain.

Behind the bone tower, there was a seat made of blood and bones. There was a person sitting on the seat. His face was expressionless, but his appearance was extremely delicate. He closed his eyes tightly and remained motionless, as if he were dead.

However, there is a monstrous aura lingering on him, and he is evil and cold, making people tremble and fear him.

He looked exactly like Lin Zixuan who disappeared. After entering the city with the army, he came here alone. In his unconscious state, he was like killing gods and demons, slaughtering all the monsters that hindered him, causing a bloody storm.

In the sea of ​​​​his consciousness, there were two eerie and strange voices. They were arguing and even yelling and making noise.

"Old guy, why do you always go against me? This is not allowed, and that is not allowed. Now I think he has excellent bones and wants to develop his potential. Tell me, why is this wrong?" The voice murmured, like a baby babbling.

"My little ancestor, do you know what that mark represents? It represents the supreme power, the status above all living beings, and contains the inheritance of our family and the continuation of the Tao, Dharma and magical power of our bloodline. It also makes this starry sky Trembling, a unique element that makes countless creatures fear and surrender." The voice was as old as a withered vine, and at this moment he was persuading with sincerity.

"Then why did you still brand it on him?" He was a little dissatisfied, like a child angry.

"Alas! You...you, how can you be so smart all your life and so confused for a moment? That's just a temporary solution. His father is so powerful, and he and I are just giving in." The old man explained that he no longer wanted to talk nonsense with him, and was ready to Find an opportunity to take back control.

"Hey! What is this? It looks delicious." Lin Zixuan picked up a green elixir and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Huh?!" The old man felt something was wrong, and then his voice became sharp, like tens of thousands of ferocious beasts roaring in unison, "Ah!! You little brat, what did you eat? That's the Qingxin Pill. I'll give it to you." , spit it out quickly."

He was very angry, and a fragrant medicinal power spread along Lin Zixuan's limbs and bones.

"Why do I feel sleepy... Damn it, I haven't had enough fun yet!"

"Confused! You are the biggest little confused in the world!"

The sound became fainter and fainter until it disappeared completely.



A week later, in the most vast and densely populated place in Tianlan City, at this moment, the ground was carved with obscure runes. The runes were shining with crystal light. The light had magical power, and it could turn a ten-foot-long piece of The stone platform is held up out of thin air, making it levitate.

The field was filled with people, led by Mu Beiqing, followed by the commander of thousands, followed by the commander of centurions and the orderly and solemn troops.

In the void, there are three figures standing in the air with their hands behind their backs. The man in the middle is majestic and has an aura as vast as the abyss. The man on the left has a body like an iron tower. His bronze skin reflects the metallic luster in the sun, and his body exudes domineering majesty and terror. murderous look.

The man on the right is wearing blood armor. He has a kind smile and is approachable without any pretensions.

This celebration will be hosted by the city lord himself, and the soldiers of the three armies will be rewarded for their merits!