"I know your son was instructed by someone, what is the Emperor's Young Master Gang? It's the wine bag led by Zhao Xi and Zhao Yinge..." Zhu Tianguan said.

"Yes, yes, yes, I only found out a few days ago that my Feijun will definitely cut off relations with them in the future!" Gu He said hurriedly.

"What kind of wine bag? Zhu Tianguan, are you sitting here if you can't see Mrs. Meng?" Mrs. Zhao said to Zhu Tianguan with a stern face.

"Madam Zhao Qin, whether you are here or not, your son is both a pampered person. We don't have to make a meaningless quarrel, right?" Zhu Tianguan laughed.

This sentence almost made Mrs. Zhao Qin carry her arms over!!

"Please Zhu Tianguan, what is your intention to insult the royal family in public?" Mrs. Zhao Qin said angrily for a long time.

"The royal family naturally has people worthy of respect, but there are also wine bags and some shrews with a surname." Zhu Tianguan continued.

"Who do you say is the shrew surnamed? You...you..." Mrs. Zhao Qin was incoherent and her face turned red and black!

"Madam, madam, don't have verbal disputes with such an rude person. The main reason is that you can't tell him. Why do you go there and sit there to calm your breath and eat some watermelon to relieve the heat." Haoyong, who was standing beside him, said hurriedly.

Haoyong supported Mrs. Zhao Qin, who was about to faint, and headed towards another tent under the sun.

Gu He, the deputy leader of Qi Sect, was even more restless. He wanted to plead for his son, but he didn't know what to say to make Zhu Tianguan believe it.

"Brother Gu, your path is narrower. Why can't you believe me, Zhu Tianguan? You have to surrender to those pedantic, ignorant, and borer-like old forces?" Zhu Tianguan patted Gu He's shoulder and turned around and walked under the palace wall.

"Zhu Master, Zhu Master, my son is stupid and has been instructed by someone. Please don't take this matter to heart. There are not many people in our Qi Sect who have inherited the power of the Divine Ordinary. Please see that our Zonglin has become so declining. Let's take a look at the fact that our Zonglin has become so declining. We will definitely come to the door to apologize in the future. We will definitely..." Gu He chased Zhu Tianguan, his body bent under his stomach.

"How could I not know that he was ordered by someone?" Zhu Tianguan sighed lightly, stopped and turned to Gu Hedao. Before Gu He's face was relieved, Zhu Tianguan said with a cold expression, "But an adult son has no judgment, and he followed a group of unreasonable emperors to do some bullying things. They have a strong background and can even save their lives. What about your son? What does he have? Over the years, you have bowed down and pleased the major forces. After finally, Zong Lin has improved. But in the end, he has no heartfelt respect for me, Zhu Tianguan and Zhumen.

When Gu He heard these words, he was frozen there. The sky was clear and like thunder rolling, making Gu He feel that everything he had worked hard to collapse completely because of this sentence!

"Zhu Master, Zhu Master, please give me your best, please give me your best, please give me your best..." Gu He lay on the ground and kept shouting in the direction where Guan Zhu Tian left!

There were many powerful figures in the palace wall, and their eyes fell on Gu He, who was as humble as a dog.

Some people wonder.

Someone laughed at it.

Some people are indifferent.

But no one was willing to come up to persuade Gu He, and no one came up to help him up from the scorching sun.

Zhu Tianguan left, Gu He raised his gaze, his pupils moist and red.

He looked at the nobles in the golden tent and looked at their faces that were not in their own affairs, and he was furious for a moment.

...

On the bronze battlefield, Gu Feijun, the Qi Zong, still had a gloomy face. He was unwilling to accept that his Zong Lin no longer existed.

He still wanted to win, so he loudly ordered the Dragon Masters in his formation to use the advantages of the formation to conduct a strong attack.

But his formation was suppressed by the prosperous realm of the Divine Wood Qing Shenglong, and he himself had no combat ability at all.

A man in white walked slowly from the dense forest.

Those extremely dangerous vines, moss flowers, and rhizomes all made a way, as if they were controlled by this person with ease.

"My blessing!" Gu Feijun stared at him, and said in disgust.

"Qi Sect?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"Yes!" Gu Feijun said.

"Member of the Emperor Young Gang?" Zhu Minglang continued.

"What Emperor Young Master Gang? I just can't stand you a domineering person like you. The power is great, life and death are based on fate. Just because someone accidentally hurt your younger brother, he even threatened to commit crimes in the mourning hall. Do you also take the laws of the imperial capital seriously?" Gu Feijun said righteously.

"Oh, it turns out that my brain is not good." Zhu Minglang commented lightly when he heard his words.

The most important thing for a chess player is wisdom.

This Gu Feijun's brain is really not worthy of being a chess player.

For those with bad brains, Zhu Minglang can save his life.

But try to spend the rest of your life on the bed!

Zhu Minglang didn't need to be so stupid as to make a fuss about the other party. After all, when he set up the chess and killing ten pieces, he didn't consider how dangerous his situation would be.

Feathers were like blades, flying freely, forming a powerful blade feather storm around Zhu Minglang, who was wearing white clothes.

As Zhu Minglang raised his hand, the phantom feather flew towards chess player Gu Feijun, densely packed, sharp and terrifying!

These Storm Fantasy Feathers accurately avoided Gu Feijun's vital points, cut open his tendons, cut off his elbows, cut off his fingers, cut his thighs, cut his back, and cut off his calves...

"ah!!!!!!"

Gu Feijun's miserable and painful screams echoed throughout the bronze battlefield.

He seemed to have been scattered, but every part of his body was complete.

Every joint in his body was cut, cutting off his muscles and bones, but avoiding the vital points...

The Storm Phantom Spirit Feathers spiraled, flew out and then circled, returning to Zhu Minglang's side, still without a drop of blood donation, clean and white.

Zhu Minglang turned around, too lazy to look at this paralyzed person.

At this time, a Jielong lurking nearby rushed out and chose the excellent opportunity when Zhu Minglang just took back the Storm Phantom Spirit Feather and directly attacked the Dragon Shepherd Master himself.

Zhu Minglang's white clothes suddenly rose up, and his figure floated dozens of meters away like a ghost. The claws of Jielong fell into nothing and were angrily trying to pursue Zhu Minglang. Zhu Minglang calmly used the ghost clothes to avoid them. Jielong didn't even touch the corner of Zhu Minglang's clothes.

"Bang!!!!"

Suddenly, the Silver Fir Troll Guard stepped on it, and the Jielong didn't have time to react and was directly stepped into a pool of meat paste!

As soon as Jielong died, a scream rang out from the vines not far away. It should be that a dragon shepherd was suffering the pain of the soul breaking of the death of the dragon beast.

"Dispose it." Zhu Minglang said to the Silver Fir Troll Guard.

The Silver Scroral Demon Guard walked towards there, and soon the Dragon Shepherd's Scream of fear came out.

Zhu Minglang didn't care whether the man died or lived.

In short, Zhu Minglang will not have any mercy on these people who besieged him.

The silver fir seeds buried in the soil were getting more and more dressed, and a few silver fir magic guards appeared in this prosperous place, and these silver fir magic guards followed Zhu Minglang.

Wherever Zhu Minglang went, they would kill the dragon beasts.

If you encounter a main level, the Silver Fir Troll Guard will take action. Under the siege of other Silver Fir Demon Guards, even the main level dragon beast cannot withstand it.

"Either the dragon dies, or you die, you choose yourself." Zhu Minglang said coldly.

A main-level dragon shepherd of unknown force, he has a split-day dragon. His strength is considered strong in this second round of battlefield, and he is truly inferior to the main level.

The Silver Shrimp Trolls fought with it for a long time, but in the end they could not resist more and more Silver Shrimp Demon Guards joining the siege.

The man wanted to take the Tianlong back into the spiritual realm and escape from the dense forest woven by the Qing Holy Dragon of the Divine Tree, but Zhu Minglang would not let him escape unscathed!

"Don't bully people too much!" The young man glared at each other.

"So I'm bullying..." Zhu Minglang sneered.

If you don’t distinguish between right and wrong, this kind of garbage may not lead to great enlightenment from the moment of death.

It’s better to kill them and then make them disabled. Only in the humiliation that they can’t take care of themselves in life can we gradually understand our behavior today!

Of course, he is not the only one who has become disabled and paralyzed. There are ten people present today. They can live in the same nursing home in the future and communicate more about their illness. They will not be lonely for the rest of their lives.

Finally, someone has figured it out. If you can hug others and cry and regret it, it will be worthwhile to have Zhu Minglang’s good intention to save their lives today!

"Bai Qi, go around and see if there are any fish that have missed the net, and no one will be left!" Zhu Minglang said to Xiao Bai Qi.

Xiaobai jumped off Zhu Minglang's shoulders.

It harvests these dragon beasts faster. For it, all the dragon beasts trapped in this dense forest are nothing more than its random prey.

The figure rushed into the dense forest that covered the sky and the sun. Bingchen and white dragon killed neatly, and there were screams of horror everywhere...

Outside the bronze battlefield, the battle continues.

Most of the Dragon Shepherd and the Divine Ordinary Ones are at the end. When they find that they are defeated, they will take the initiative to leave the battlefield and retreat beyond the boundaries.

The dense forest area that has not been evoked by the Qing Holy Dragon of the Divine Tree has evolved into the purest killing.

There are more and more Silver Fir Demon Guards, killing those dragon beasts.

The Qingsheng Dragon of the Divine Wood overlooked the sky, and its battle in the air was over. The six flying dragons, including the main-level Fengsha Dragon, were killed by it.

The scattered dragon beasts still in its meridian spiritual realm were like chickens, carrying their owners to find the exit of the meridian maze, but they were only a little bit of approaching fear.

...

In addition to the prosperity, Lu Bin from Canglong Palace was shocked.

He thought Zhu Minglang would be in trouble, but he was always struggling in his heart whether to interfere with such extremely bad behavior.

But before he could make a decision, the Divine Wood Green Holy Dragon had already shown his power.

Those who are in danger have become people from the Qi Sect and those who are interfering with Dragon Shepherd.

"Zhu Minglang is so cruel that he killed all the dragon beasts of those people. Fortunately, I left early that day." Fu Jingui said with lingering fear.

"Women, you are wrong. That day, no matter how fierce his black tyrannosaurus was, he did not kill any dragon beast that lost the battle. But today, he started killing... In my opinion, these children took the blame for it. They fought against each other with good forces, but they used such despicable behavior to collude with one person on the field!" said the elder of the Canglong Palace.
To be continued...