After Lin Bai followed Zhao Xing and left, the Marquis of Zhonghe invited Chu Jiangliu into the Marquis of Zhonghe's mansion.
Marquis Zhonghe chuckled and said, "I didn't expect Lord Sword to be so elegant and enjoy watching the scenery?"
Chu Jiangliu smiled disdainfully and said, "You are too fond of the scenery in your Zhonghe River area. Prince Jian travels all over the country. What kind of scenery has he not seen? How can he want to see the scenery?"
The Marquis of Zhonghe was stunned and asked: "What is the purpose of Lord Sword? Is it really just to send Quan Zi away from Zhonghe Region?"
Chu Jiangliu was speechless by the words of Marquis Zhonghe. He was stunned for a long time and said, "Yes, why did Prince Jian do this? Is it really to see the scenery?"
Chu Jiangliu stood on the street of Zhonghe Houfu, pondered for a long time, his eyes suddenly opened wide, and he exclaimed, "Not good!"
"Immediately, all Chu family troops board the ship and follow me!"
Chu Jiangliu turned around and shouted at all the soldiers of the Chu family army.
The officers and soldiers of the Chu family army who had just stepped off the battleship and were about to rest in the Zhonghe Marquis Mansion, when they heard Chu Jiangliu's words, their expressions immediately became serious, and they all boarded the battleship to prepare for the attack.
The Marquis of Zhonghe stopped the flow of the Chu River and asked, "Prince Chu, what happened?"
Chu Jiangliu said to Marquis Zhonghe: "Wu He and the others are not targeting Zhonghe Marquis' Mansion, but your son, Zhao Xing!"
After saying that, Chu Jiangliu ignored Marquis Zhonghe, boarded the battleship, and headed straight to the direction where Lin Bai and Zhao Xingling Zhou left.
Marquis Zhonghe froze in place for a long time, gritted his teeth and roared: "You bastard, Wu He, if you dare to touch my son, I will be incompatible with your great witch dynasty!"
"Come here, send the order, the Zhonghe Army must assemble!"
Marquis Zhonghe roared and said.
The soldiers in Zhonghehou's Mansion began to gather one after another. After a while, thousands of mighty warships left Zhonghehou's Mansion and headed straight for the horizon.
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On the spirit boat, Zhao Xing and others looked at Lin Bai dumbfounded.
On Dongzhou, Lin Bai is the myth in the hearts of all young warriors.
The former Holy Son of Dongzhou Academy, the number one genius in Dongzhou, and the number one swordsman among the young generation.
In anger, he turned into a beauty, entered the Great Witch Dynasty, and forcibly rescued Ye Suxin.
During the rebellion of the Demon Sect, Lin Bai and his team became king Kuanglan.
All of this is still echoing in the ears of Dongzhou warriors.
"You, you, you...are you really Lin Bai?" Zhao Xing couldn't help but exclaimed.
Lin Bai chuckled and said, "It's guaranteed to be replaced if it's fake!"
"Ah ah ah ah! I see Lin Bai, I see Lin Bai... Wow, wow, wow, so handsome, so handsome..." Among the crowd, several girls heard Lin Bai's words and screamed in surprise.
When they got up and looked at Lin Bai again, little stars appeared in their eyes, looking at Lin Bai with admiration.
Zhao Xing also looked excited, his eyes were wild, and he wanted to rush forward to hug Lin Bai and give him a kiss.
Although these people were like this, another young man beside Zhao Xing glanced at Lin Bai with disdain and said in a low voice: "What's so great? No matter how powerful he is, he is just the previous Dongzhou
He is just a Holy Son, but the current Holy Son of Dongzhou is Wu He, and his strength is recognized as the number one person in Dongzhou today!"
When Zhao Xing heard the voice of the man next to him, he immediately said displeasedly: "Lu Song, don't talk nonsense. How can Wu He be compared with Prince Sword? You know, Prince Sword and Wu He were admitted to Dongzhou School together.
From the palace, Prince Sword has been suppressing Wu He all the way from Jiutian Yuanzu Mountain!"
"If Prince Sword hadn't been expelled from Dongzhou Academy, Wu He would not be named the Holy Son of Dongzhou."
This young man, Lu Song, chuckled and said: "That's not the same. Anyway, the Holy Son of Dongzhou is Wu He now. He is the number one genius in Dongzhou, and he is also the goal I always want to surpass! One day, I will
He will also become an outstanding genius like Wu He!"
Zhao Xing stared at Lu Song, about to get angry.
Lin Bai chuckled and said, "Having dreams is a good thing. When I was young, I wanted to be like you and wanted to be the strongest person in the world!"
Zhao Xing was stunned and asked, "Then Lord Sword, isn't your current goal to become the strongest person in the world?"
Lin Bai smiled and said: "No!"
Zhao Xing asked doubtfully: "Then what is your current goal..."
Lin Bai looked at Zhao Xing with a chuckle and said, "Go kill those people who think they are the strongest in the world!"
When Zhao Xing heard Lin Bai's words, he couldn't help but trembled, a little frightened by Lin Bai's courage.
Lin Bai smiled and said: "Okay, a guest is here."
"Guest?" Zhao Xing was confused. Now that the spirit boat was speeding on the Zhonghe River, how could there be any guests visiting?
Lin Bai smiled and said: "Uninvited guest!"
When Lin Bai finished speaking, in the mountains and forests ahead, one could vaguely see warriors raising their heads and looking at the spirit boats flying above their heads.
At this time, these warriors jumped up one after another and stopped the speeding spirit boat.
Zhao Xing, who was standing on the spirit boat, looked intently and said coldly: "Wearing military uniforms...are they the army of the Shenwu Kingdom?"
"No, they are not wearing the military uniforms of the Shenwu Kingdom."
"They are...the Heavenly Witch Army of the Great Witch Dynasty!"
Zhao Xing said dumbfounded.
Lin Bai looked at the soldiers of the Heavenly Witch Army surrounding the spirit boat, and said calmly: "There are about twenty to thirty thousand people, so there should be no mistake."
Zhao Xing stood on the spirit boat, stepped out, and said in a cold voice: "Heavenly Witch Army? Are you really looking for death? Do you know who I am?"
Zhao Xing originally wanted to use the title of Marquis of Zhonghe to suppress the witch army these days.
But at this moment, from behind that day's witch army, a chuckled voice came: "Who are you? Haha, Zhao Xing, the son of the military lord of Zhonghe Region, the proud disciple of the Emperor's Mansion, did I say something wrong?"
When Zhao Xing heard this, he looked up and saw a group of young men and women walking out of the formation of the Heavenly Witch Army ahead.
This group of young men and women, Namjoon is beautiful.
Especially the leader, who is wearing a military uniform and has an extraordinary appearance, like a young general.
Lu Song, who was standing on the spirit boat, immediately became excited when he saw this person: "Yes... it's Wu He! Wu He, the Holy Son of Dongzhou!"
"Beside them are...the quasi-holy sons of Dongzhou Academy, Shi Zhongxian, Jian Kong, Leng Yun, Huo Fentian, Lin Yibing, Tu Ziyun..."
"Oh my God, I never thought I would really be able to meet Wu He one day!"
Lu Song said excitedly: "Look, he is Wu He, Wu He!"
Lu Song shouted excitedly to Zhao Xing and the warriors around him.
Immediately, Lu Song flew out, arrived in front of the spirit boat, clasped his fists and shouted: "I've met the Holy Son of Dongzhou here, Lu Song!"
Wu He smiled proudly and said: "No courtesy!"
Lu Song said excitedly: "I didn't expect to see the Holy Son of Dongzhou today. What a blessing!"
Wu He burst out laughing: "Hahaha, okay, that's very well said. Since you are so good at talking, you don't have to die today!"