Dragon Tamer Chapter 147: A tooth for a tooth
"I know that your son was instigated by someone. What kind of emperor's help, right? The wine bag and rice bag headed by Zhao Xi and Zhao Yinge..." Zhu Tianguan said.
"Yes, yes, I only found out a few days ago that I will definitely let my Feijun sever ties with them!" Gu He said hurriedly.
"What wine sac and rice bag, Zhu Tianguan, are you sitting here without seeing this lady?" Madam Zhao said to Zhu Tianguan with a straight face.
"Mrs. Zhao Qin, whether you are here or not, your son is a wine bag and rice bag, so we don't have to engage in a meaningless argument, right?" Zhu Tianguan laughed.
This sentence almost didn't carry Madam Zhao Qin off! !
"Zhu Tianguan, what is it for you to insult the royal family in public like this?" Madam Zhao Qin said angrily for a long time.
"The royal family naturally has people who are worthy of respect, but there are also wine and rice bags and some shrews surnamed Ceng." Zhu Tianguan continued.
"Who do you say is a shrew surnamed Cun, you...you..." Madam Zhao Qin said incoherently, her face was red and black!
"Ma'am, ma'am, don't argue with such a rude person, the main reason is that you can't tell him, so let's go sit there, sit there, calm down, eat some watermelon to relieve the heat. "Hao Yong said in a hurry.
Hao Yong helped Mrs. Zhao Qin who had passed out quickly, and went to another tent against the big sun.
Gu He, the deputy lord of the chess sect, was even more restless. He wanted to plead for his son, but he didn't know what to say to convince Zhu Tianguan.
"Gu, brother, your path is narrow, why can't you believe that I Zhu Tianguan, have to take refuge in those pedantic, ignorant, and moth-like old forces?" Zhu Tianguan patted Gu He on the shoulder , Turned and walked under the palace wall.
"I wish the sect master, I wish the sect master, my son is stupid, and I have been instigated by others. Please don't take this matter to heart. There are not many people in our chess sect who inherit the power of this god, please see For the sake of our Zong Lin's decline, we will definitely come to the door to apologize in the future, and will definitely..." Gu He was chasing Zhu Tianguan, his body was about to bend under his stomach.
"Why didn't I know that he was instigated by someone?" Zhu Tianguan sighed lightly, stopped and turned to Gu He. Before Gu He's face eased, Zhu Tianguan looked cold. Said, "But an adult son, without his own judgment, followed a group of mischievous imperial capital tumors to do some bullying. They have a strong background and can still protect their lives. What about your son, what does he have? These years, You humbly bowed your knees, pleased the major forces, and managed to accumulate a little network. Zong Lin has also improved. In the end, he congratulated me on the heavenly officials and the door to me, without the slightest respect from the heart."
When Gu He heard these words, his whole person froze there. The sky was clear and the sky was rolling like thunder, making Gu He feel that everything he worked so hard to manage was completely collapsed because of this sentence!
"I wish the sect master, I wish the sect master, please raise your precious hand, please raise your precious hand, please raise your precious hand..." Gu He lay on the ground and kept shouting in the direction Zhu Tianguan left!
At the golden tent of the palace wall, there are many powerful figures, and their eyes have fallen on the humble dog Gu He.
Someone is puzzled.
Someone sneered.
Someone is cold.
But no one was willing to come forward to persuade Gu He, and no one came up to help him from the burning sun.
Zhu Tianguan left, Gu He raised his eyes, his pupils were moist and flushed.
He looked at the nobles in the golden tent, looked at their irrelevant faces, and furious for a while.
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On the bronze battlefield, Qi Zong Gu Feijun still had a gloomy face, and he was unwilling to know that his Zonglin no longer existed.
He still wants to win, he loudly ordered the dragon shepherds in his formation, delusional to use the advantage of the formation to make a powerful attack.
But his formation was suppressed by the thriving realm of Shenmu Qingshenglong, and he didn't have any fighting ability at all.
A man in white came slowly from the dense forest.
Those extremely dangerous vines, moss flowers, and rhizomes all give way to a path, as if they are also controlled by this person's mind.
"Wish Ming Lang!" Gu Feijun stared at him in disgust.
"Chess?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"Yes!" Gu Feijun said.
"A member of the Huangshao Gang?" Zhu Minglang then asked.
"What kind of emperor, I just can’t understand you as a tyrannical person. The power is so powerful, life and death are up to you, just because someone else accidentally injured your brother, he threatened and acted in the mourning hall. The imperial capital's laws are in your eyes!" Gu Feijun said boldly.
"Oh, it turns out that my brain is not good." Zhu Minglang commented lightly when he heard what he said.
Chess master, the most important thing is wisdom.
Gu Feijun's brain is really not worthy of being a chess master.
For those with bad brains, I wish Minglang can save him his life.
But try to spend the rest of your life on the bed!
Zhu Minglang didn't need to open the net because of his opponent's stupidity. After all, he didn't think about how dangerous his situation would be when he set this game to kill ten.
The feathers are like blades, flying wantonly, forming a powerful blade feather storm all over Zhu Minglang in a white coat.
As Zhu Minglang raised his hand, the phantom feathers flew to the chess master Gu Feijun, densely packed and terrifying!
These storm phantom feathers accurately avoided Gu Feijun’s vitals, cut off his hamstrings, cut off his elbows, cut off his fingers, cut his thighs, and cut him. Cut his calf away on his back...
"Ah!!!!!!"
Gu Feijun's miserable cry echoed throughout the bronze battlefield.
He seems to be delayed, but every part of his body is complete.
Every joint of his body was cut open, the bones were cut off, but the key points were avoided...
The storm phantom feather whirled, hovering again after flying out, and returned to Zhu Minglang's side. It was still clean and white without a drop of blood donated.
Zhu Minglang turned around and didn't bother to glance at the paralyzed man.
At this time, a lurking Jielong shot out, choosing Zhu Minglang's perfect opportunity to just take back the storm phantom feather, and directly attacked the dragon shepherd himself.
Zhu Minglang's white clothes suddenly rose up, and his figure looked like a ghost, floating out dozens of meters away, that Jielong's claws fell into the sky, and he was angrily chasing Zhu Minglang, but Zhu Minglang calmly used the ghostly clothes Avoid, that Jielong didn't even touch the corner of Zhu Minglang's clothes.
"Boom!!!"
Suddenly, the Silverwood Troll Guard stepped on it, and Jay Long didn't have time to react, he was trampled directly into a pool of fleshy mud!
When Jielong died, a scream sounded from the vines not far away. It should be that a certain dragon animal husbandry was suffering from the death of a dragon beast.
"Dispose of it." Zhu Minglang said to the silver fir troll guard.
The Silver Cedar Demon Guard moved towards there, and soon the scream of fear from the Dragon Shepherd came out.
Whether that person is alive or dead, Zhu Minglang doesn't care at all.
In short, these people who besieged him, Zhu Minglang would not show any mercy to them.
Those silver cedar seeds buried in the soil are getting more and more dressed, and a few silver cedar guards appeared in this thriving place, and these silver cedar guards followed Zhu Minglang.
Wherever Zhu Minglang goes, they will kill those dragons and beasts.
If you encounter the main level, the silver cedar troll guard will take action. Under the siege of other silver cedar demon guards, even the main level dragon beast can't stand it.
"Either the dragon dies or you die, you choose yourself." Zhu Minglang said coldly.
A main-level dragon shepherd who doesn't know any power, what he possesses is a sky-splitting dragon, whose strength is considered strong in this second round of battlefield, a true lower-level main-level.
The silver cedar troll fought with it for a long time, but in the end it was unable to hold more and more silver cedar demon guards from joining the siege.
The man wanted to take the Sky-Splitting Dragon back into the spiritual realm, and wanted to escape from the dense forest woven by the sacred wood and blue sacred dragon, but Zhu Minglang would not let him retreat!
"Don't deceive people too much!!" The young man glared at him.
"So I was deceiving people..." Zhu Minglang sneered.
No distinction is made between right and wrong, this kind of rubbish, the pain at the moment of death may not make him and the others fully realize.
It is better to kill them all, and then make people disabled. Only in the humiliation of being unable to take care of themselves, will they gradually understand what they are doing today!
Of course, he is not the only one who has become disabled and paralyzed. There are ten of them today. They can live in the same nursing home in the future and exchange more information about their illness. They will not be lonely for the rest of their lives.
If someone finally thinks it through, is able to hug other people and weep bitterly, and regret it too much, it is not in vain to wish Minglang good intentions to save their lives today!
"Bai Qi, wander around to see if there are any fish that slip through the net, leave none!" Zhu Minglang said to Xiao Bai Qi.
Xiao Bai jumped off Zhu Minglang's shoulder.
It harvests the lives of these dragons and beasts faster. For it, all the dragons and beasts trapped in this dense forest are just prey that it ravages at will.
The figure rushed into the dense forest that obscured the sky and the sun. Bingchen Bailong killed cleanly and screamed in horror wherever he went...
Outside the bronze battlefield, the battle continued.
Most of those dragon shepherds and gods and mortals are all the time. When they find that they are lost, they will take the initiative to leave the battlefield and retreat beyond the boundaries.
The dense forest area that was not evoked by this sacred tree and blue sacred dragon has evolved into the purest killing.
There were more and more silver fir demon guards, killing those dragons and beasts.
The Shenmu Qingshenglong looked down from a high altitude, and its battle in the air had also ended. Six flying dragons, including the main-level Wind Fiend Dragon, were all killed by it.
The scattered dragons and beasts in its dense forest spiritual realm are more like chickens, carrying their owners looking for the exit of the jungle maze, but they are only greeted by a little bit of fear of approaching. .
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Besides thriving, Lu Bin of Canglong Temple was shocked.
He thought that Zhu Minglang would be more ill-fortuned, and he was always struggling whether he should interfere with this extremely nasty hacking behavior.
But before he could make a decision, the Shenmu Qingshenglong had already displayed his power.
Those who are fierce and auspicious have become chess masters and those who pass through dragon herders.
"This wish is bright, so cruel, and killed all the dragons and beasts of those people. Fortunately, I left the scene early that day." Fu Zhenzhen said with lingering fear.
"Women, you are wrong. No matter how fierce the black tyrannosaurus was that day, he did not kill any dragon beast that was lost in battle. But today, he is killing it... …In my opinion, these children are responsible for their own sake. The powers are very good, each fighting each other, but they colluded with such a despicable act to deal with one person on the field!" said the elder of the Canglong Temple.
"It turned out to be like this, a tooth for a tooth, but fortunately, the brother did not take advantage of the danger, otherwise I am afraid that he will end up." Fu Jinzhen said.
"Hmph, he wants to be such a bastard, he deserves it if he died." said the elder of the Canglong Temple.
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The dense forest gradually dissipated, leaving only a spot of red blood red moss.
Zhu Minglang walked out of the corpses of the dragons, and all the silver fir demon guards stood behind him, like loyal and ancient guards.
They are tall and towering, and standing there gives a strong oppressive force.
The Shenmu Qingshenglong stood on the shoulders of the silver cedar troll guard, looking down on the bronze battlefield.
A azure man, sacred and majestic, as long as it gives an order, all the silver cedar demon guards can trample on all the battles in the bronze battlefield.
It's just that, unlike in the first round, Zhu Minglang stood in place and didn't step into other places on the battlefield.
This greatly relieved the children of the forces in the entire bronze battlefield.
Today, Zhu Minglang still wants to clear the field like before. No matter how hard they struggle, they won't want to enter the next round.
The area of Zhu Minglang is basically empty...
No one dared to move half a step there anymore, and getting close there is probably more terrifying than getting out of bounds.
Anyway, Zhu Minglang only occupies one place, and everyone acquiesces that Zhu Minglang has entered the next round. It is a blessing if this Buddha doesn't have other ideas for them!
Daguan Pavilion.
In the place covered by the white gauze, Zhao Yinge was sitting there like an iceberg, his eyes could not stop the anger burning!
Why this guy, the sword repair is gone, still so difficult.
"Oh, my son, your legs and feet are so indifferent, you still don't forget to watch my battlefield performance of wishing Minglang live and live." Zhu Minglang's voice suddenly came from the battlefield.
The thin white gauze curtain seems to be unable to stop Zhu Minglang's gaze.
Zhu Minglang's eyes are staring at the people in this pavilion.
When Zhao Yinge heard these words, the whole person was even more terrible.
"Look at the situation of Xiaoshizi~IndoMTL.com~I am afraid that there will be some excellent mechanics who have created a pair of flexible and comfortable prostheses for Xiaoshizi. I wonder if it is more used than before?" Zhu Minglang continued. .
Hearing these words, Zhao Yinge's anger felt like it was about to rush out of the white gauze curtain in the Daguan Pavilion! !
Other people standing by, all felt that Zhao Yinge exuded a terrible aura!
Prosthetics? ?
The youngest son of the royal family, does Zhao Yinge use a prosthesis? ?
No wonder he is wearing a big brocade robe in such a hot day. Is this unwilling to let others see that his hands and feet are different from others? ?
"Wish Ming Lang!!!" Zhao Yinge's face was about to be twisted together.
"My brother’s life is not enough to be repaid by a very young man. Xiaoshizi, it is best not to let me know that you are related to this matter, otherwise I wish Minglang this time it is not just your hands and feet!! "
In front of everyone, Zhu Minglang smiled and said to this distinguished royal son!