He acted extremely friendly and did not look like an evil soul master elder from the Holy Spirit Religion at all.

Nangong Wan first apologized and said: "The man just now was my third brother. He also lost his temper temporarily because he loved his disciple so much. I will first apologize to my little friend for him. But don't worry, we at Xishui Alliance also pay great attention to it."

Credibility, no need to worry about retaliation after the game.”

He Caitou said: "Leader Nangong, there is no need to apologize, I can understand."

The two of them exchanged words with each other in an extremely polite manner. As for whether the Xishui League really values ​​credibility or whether someone else would have retaliated after the game, no one knows.

"It turns out that my little friend is from the imperial palace. No wonder he is so young and promising. This kind of talent may be comparable to that of Xiao Hongchen, the first genius in the Ming Dynasty." Nangong Wan said.

"Leader Nangong is ridiculous." He Caitou responded with a smile.

Huo Yuhao observed silently from the side. He clearly noticed that He Caitou's mood fluctuated significantly when he heard the word "palace".

Nangong Wan pointed at Huo Yuhao and Huang Zheng next to him and said, "Next, you three heroes will represent the Xishui League in the finals."

He Caitou immediately said: "Leader Nangong, don't worry, I will definitely win the championship."

"Okay, then I will wait for your good news." Nangong Wan called a young man and took out a storage ring, "This is the intention of my Xishui Alliance, I hope you will accept it."

He Caitou did not resist: "Leader Nangong, just wait for my good news."

After speaking, he bowed, turned and left.

"Brother, can we talk alone?" Seeing that He Caitou was about to leave, Huo Yuhao called him.

An undetectable cold light flashed in He Caitou's eyes, he nodded, and followed Huo Yuhao out of the central VIP room.

Nangong Wan looked at He Caitou, not knowing what was going on in his mind.

Qingse Hotel, a claustrophobic corner.

"Brother, what do you want from me?" Seeing that Huo Yuhao was silent, He Caitou asked first, his words full of warning.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he was stunned and looked at the changing figure in front of him with some disbelief.

He Caitou said in surprise: "Yuhao, why is it you?"

"Brother Caitou, it's me." Huo Yuhao smiled, "I guessed that you would definitely enter the finals."

He Caitou smiled: "It's not just the finals. I said I will definitely win the championship."

"The champion's reward is a level nine custom-installed soul-guided artillery shell. This means you must win it."

While Huo Yuhao was speaking, his mental suggestion was quietly activated: "Brother Caitou, what are you going to do with this level nine custom-installed soul-guided cannonball?"

He Caitou was completely unaware of the problem and followed his words: "Of course it is used to retaliate..."

Just as he was about to say the word Qiu, He Caitou suddenly came to his senses and stopped abruptly.

Huo Yuhao said calmly: "It's used for revenge, right?"

He Caitou did not speak, but stared at Huo Yuhao with a ferocious gaze. The tall body combined with the gradually rising murderous intention exuded a strange sense of oppression.

Huo Yuhao looked at He Caitou calmly, without saying a word.

The killing intent on He Caitou is getting stronger and stronger, and he seems to be planning to silence the former junior brother in front of him here.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "But Brother Caitou, have you ever thought about how you can fire a level 9 custom soul cannon if you don't have a level 9 custom soul cannon?"

Huo Yuhao did not try to persuade him, but asked several questions in succession: "Are you going to carry a level nine custom-made soul-guided cannon to the palace and detonate it with human flesh?"

"But you don't have a level nine storage soul guide, so how are you going to bring it into the palace?"

"Even if it is really detonated in the palace, with the level of protection around the Sun and Moon Emperor, can it really kill him?"

These questions have all touched on key points. It is true that even if you can win the championship and win that level nine custom-made soul-guided cannonball, there is still a long way to go before He Caitou can truly achieve revenge.

He Caitou's mood swings first turned into a fit of rage, and then turned into a mess.

He punched the wall of the corridor and made a big hole: "Then what do you want me to do?!"

Huo Yuhao said softly: "Emperor Sun and Moon is seriously ill and will die soon."

He Caitou let out a hoarse roar, his tall body leaned down slightly, and stared like a man-eating beast.

"Yes, that bastard will die of illness soon, but do you want to advise me to do nothing and watch him die?"

"Are you trying to persuade me to give up revenge and make me dream about my dead parents and sister every night?"

Huo Yuhao was indeed using mental suggestion now, but he had changed his method to soothing, trying to calm He Caitou down.

Doesn't work at all.

Spiritual suggestions have a guiding effect, but after all they are just suggestions and are ineffective for those with extremely strong obsessions or extremely determined wills.

In other words, now He Caitou's true feelings are revealed.
Chapter completed!