Chapter 116 Happy Mrs Tang
Gao Huan did not look at these eyes, but was looking at the old man's eyebrows.
He remembered it very clearly that there was a mole in his eyebrows.
There is indeed a mole.
Gao Huan suddenly felt very painful.
Heartache.
The moment he saw the mole, he knew he had been deceived.
Since the other party is there, it is impossible for his own raid to succeed.
This means that this war will end with the victory of the human race.
This is certainly a heartbreaking thing, especially for him.
"Tang San! Tang Jingtian!"
Gao Huan screamed wildly, soared into the sky and was about to leave.
The sound of metal collision sounded, and several iron chains broke through the air, extremely straight, covering his ankles.
At the same time, several strings pierced through the soft armor made of the beast's tail thorn.
Shangshu Wei wrote several large characters with a judgment pen.
A formation blocked the sky.
Old Master Tang flew up and punched Gao Huan in the chest.
Blood is soaring!
Gao Huan's tender face was covered with blood and madness, and he was preparing to have a final fight.
However, in his aftermath, he suddenly noticed that the firelight on the grassland became increasingly faint.
The dusk is already deep and is turning towards the night. Logically speaking, the firelights should become clearer and clearer, why do they become so faint?
Is it extinguished? This is impossible!
In Gao Huan's plan, burning the food of the human army is always the most important goal, far better than killing many powerful people of the human race.
He rushed into the car formation with those demon masters, originally trying to attract attention from other places.
His approach was successful to some extent. Just when the battle was just now, the wolf cavalry successfully ignited many grain trucks.
If nothing unexpected happens, those grain trucks will burn all the vehicles connected to the end and end to ashes.
Why do those fires go out? You should know that the wolf riders are not carrying ordinary fire, but oil fires from the cold sea in the extreme north, and it is difficult to extinguish them with water and sand!
The whole world gradually became quiet.
Gao Huan stood on the grassland, and in despair, he did nothing more.
The golden blood stained his body, and under the last twilight, it looked particularly tragic.
——It turned out to be a royal family with pure blood.
What does it mean for such a royal member to become the chief veteran of the Senate Council?
No wonder the previous Demon Lord was so afraid of him, and he even had to forcibly get rid of him despite the shocks of the government and the country.
Countless eyes fell on Gao Huan and moved to Old Master Tang again.
To the world, Old Master Tang is undoubtedly the most famous and mysterious person.
In the past two hundred years, he has never left Wenshui, even if Mo Yu takes the imperial edict from the Holy Queen of Tianhai to plead hard.
Old Master Tang looked at Gao Huan and said calmly: "Do you know me?"
At this time, many people remembered that this powerful man from the Holy Land of the Demon clan saw the words that Old Master Tang shouted.
"Tang San! Tang Jingtian!"
A very simple sentence reveals at least three facts.
Old Master Tang’s name and ranking, as well as this powerful demon clan knows Old Master Tang.
"We saw it many years ago in Luoyang."
Gao Huan said to Mr. Tang: "I thought you should remember."
Old Master Tang looked at him quietly and said, "It turns out it's you, haha, no wonder he can say a few words."
Yes, Gao Huan's human language is not comparable to those of the princes and nobles in Xue Laocheng who are interested in human languages, but is really familiar with it. But Old Master Tang's words are obviously a pun, and anyone can hear the mockery and meanness in it.
It turns out that he knows the other person too.
"Gao Huan, Gao Yanchen!"
Old Master Tang stared into his eyes and said, "I thought you would have died long ago. But I think you should have wished you would have died long ago."
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Gao Huan, whose courtesy name is Yanchen.
This is his human name.
He is a royal family member of the demon clan with extraordinary talent and pure bloodline, and the last demon clan to study in the human race.
Old Master Tang knew that he had been a disciple in the Changsheng Sect, but when he really saw him was in Luoyang.
Luoyang was surrounded, Gao Huan's identity was exposed, but no one dared to kill him because the demon army outside the city appointed him to be safe.
Old Master Tang and his companions wanted to assassinate him, but were stopped by their elders.
"If Shang knew you were still alive, he would definitely be very happy."
Old Master Tang looked at Gao Huan and said, "He was the one who wanted to kill you the most back then."
Gao Huan said, "If you dared to do something back then, I would have stretched out a finger and twisted you to death."
Mr. Tang said, "Yes, you were much better than us at that time."
Gao Huan sneered and said, "If I hadn't been attacked by you today, I wouldn't have lost."
Old Master Tang shook his head and said, "I'm wrong. Even if you win today, you will lose in the end."
Gao Huan raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Why?"
Mr. Tang said: "Because we have been waiting for a thousand years, if we can't win like this, it's unreasonable."
Gao Huan said: "Luoyang has been surrounded by us for a long time, but you didn't lose either."
"Luoyang is not a Xue Lao City, and the biggest difference is that you were unable to enter the city until the end."
Old Master Tang paused and said, "And we will enter Xue Laocheng soon."
Gao Huan's body became a little stiff.
Old Master Tang reached out and patted his shoulder, saying, "Give up."
Maybe it was shaken by the palm of Mr. Tang.
A line of clear tears flowed through Gao Huan's face.
He still kept a smile, but his smile was particularly ugly, and his tender face was filled with pain.
"If Your Majesty is still here, you will all die..."
Gao Huan's voice suddenly rose and shouted loudly: "No! If he had died earlier, why would this be!"
If that great demon king had died long ago, how could he be imprisoned in the abyss seven hundred years ago? He would have become a legendary figure of the demon clan.
In the past thousand years, how many amazing geniuses of the Demon Clan, who are as amazing as him, have been brutally killed because they threatened the status of the Old Demon King? How many real talents have been destroyed by so many cleanings in the Old City of Snow? What kind of damage did those killings cause to the Demon Clan?
There is no answer, the demon king is dead.
Tears gradually became more and more rapid, washing their pale cheeks. Gao Huan felt that his heart was so painful. He held the soft armor tightly in his left hand and blocked his chest, making breathing more and more difficult.
Finally, he slowly fell to the ground and stopped breathing.
Old Master Tang looked at his body and was silent for a long time, remembering a lot of past events.
That is the real past, because it has been almost a thousand years.
On the Luoliuyuan, the demon army was like a black tide.
The bloodthirsty giant wolf can often see human limbs in the mouth.
Luoyang City was besieged, and in several months, the city gate was only opened three times.
At the beginning, the demon army asked the human race to hand over Gao Huan.
The gate of Luoyang City was open, and the sunlight came from there, pulling the figure of the genius boy of the demon clan for a long time.
Gao Huan walked out of the city, his steps were very stable and his laughter was very arrogant.
Two lines of tears flowed down Old Master Tang's face.
People were startled.
The little girl selling powder and the general of the grain transport team came over quickly and wanted to persuade him.
Old Master Tang cried at Gao Huan's body. In the eyes of many people, this is probably a mutual appreciation between great characters?
But Shangshu Wei and the blind zither knew that this was not the case.
Those are turbid tears. What you need most is to have a cup of celebration, not comfort.
"Happy! I'm so happy!"
Chapter completed!