I have a room in Huangquan

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In the trenches on the outskirts of District 22.

A few soldiers in combat uniforms squatted in the pit with their heads down.

The leading soldiers handed out the bread in their hands. The fragrant and soft bread was served with ham, pickles, plus a bag of beef jerky and a bottle of milk. These scouts were the food for the day.

Although things are simple, they are rich enough.

It is said that the troops of the Eastern Conference can only eat some dry food. In the anti-encirclement battle not long ago, they even captured a few prisoners who fainted from hunger.

"Squad leader, when will we get to the sixth district, I'm a little homesick."

A soldier gnawed on the bread and asked.

The squad leader glanced at the huge fortress in the distance, and quickly put his head back: "Soon, when we get this nail off, we can directly rush into the hinterland of the alliance. When the time comes to liberate the whole country, our family will be able to back home."

As soon as liberation was mentioned, the eyes of these little soldiers suddenly became hot.

"At the meeting just a few days ago, Commander Wang said that when the whole country is liberated, we will open a spiritual school to break the blockade of those aristocratic families, so that everyone can learn spiritual power, and create a prosperous world for our future generations."

These young people are exactly the age of the passionate Fang Gang.

Not long ago, they witnessed Lei Gong attack with their own eyes. A thunderbolt turned a mountain into scorched earth. The scene was so shocking that they would never forget it in their lifetime.

Perhaps they have no hope of reaching Lei Gong's level in this life, but their own descendants have such hope.

When several people were chatting, a signal flare was suddenly fired, illuminating the mid-air.

Seeing this, the squad leader's eyes lit up: "Get up, prepare for the general attack!"

As he spoke, he stuffed the half-eaten bread into his mouth, lifted the weapon in his hand, and quickly threw it into the battlefield.

Not long after, the surrounding area of ​​the fortress was suddenly illuminated by the flames of countless pill cannons.

"Boom"

The ground trembled as if it was experiencing an earthquake.

Inside the Dibao, the old man of the Tong family looked at the trembling teacup, and saw a steward rushing in from outside the door: "Master, it's started again, our eastern fortress has been blown up, and there are no more reinforcements."

"go out!"

Before the steward could finish speaking, the old man casually threw the teacup on the steward's head: "Don't you remember to knock on the door?"

The steward was smashed by the teacup, hurriedly retreated to the door, knocked on the door, and walked in again.

Although there was blood on his head, the steward's expression was not so flustered this time.

I saw the old man holding the ancient book in his hand, reading it while saying: "Notify everyone, try to withdraw the defense line as much as possible, it doesn't matter if you lose the fortress outside, it is best to bring in the main force of the rebel army."

"Yes!"

Although the steward didn't know what the old man was going to do, but seeing the old man's confident appearance, he felt certain in his heart, as if he had found his backbone again.

When leaving the room, don't forget to close the door.

Only after the housekeeper left did the grandfather of the Tong family show anger, and kicked the table in front of him down: "Sachs, an idiot, really thinks that he can secure the position of Grand Consul after leaving the Tong family? "

"He's an idiot, Casa, you're an idiot, lost the natural barrier of District 22, let me see what you can do to stop the rebels!"

Angrily, the old man smashed everything that could be destroyed in front of him.

The reason why he agreed to become the main force against the rebels was precisely because of the guarantee from the Eastern Conference and Casa that gave him enough confidence.

But now it seems that he was wrong, and it was a big mistake.

The mistake was to believe the words of these stupid pigs, which led the Tong family into this dead end.

Just as Old Master Tong was venting his inner anger.

There was a sudden knock on the door, which made Old Master Tong suppress the anger in his heart again.

"come in!"

The door of the room was pushed open, and when Old Master Tong saw the person coming, his spirit was shocked: "Let's start school!"

The person who opened the door in front of him was none other than his good grandson, Tong Xingxue, the future hope of the Tong family.

Immediately, the old man was overjoyed, and hurriedly stepped forward to support his shoulder: "Xingxue, you are finally back, where you went during this time, no, it doesn't matter, as long as you come back, as long as you come back."

Song Xingxue looked at the excited old man in front of him, and patted the grandfather on the shoulder calmly: "Yes, I'm back, everything will be fine."

"It's up to you now. It's all the fault of Sachs, Casa, and those idiots in the Eastern Conference. When our Tong family survives this catastrophe, I swear they will pay the price!"

Song Xingxue looked at this old man who had always been calm, but now he would panic like this, and he couldn't bear it in his heart.

But this resentment was soon replaced by a wave of hatred.

With a calm expression on his face, he helped the old man back to the seat: "Grandpa, you are wrong, our Tong family has come to this point, it has nothing to do with Grandpa Kasa, it has nothing to do with the idiot Sachs, it even has nothing to do with the Eastern Conference It doesn't matter."

The old man was taken aback when he heard the words, and nodded after thinking for a moment: "Yes, I went the wrong way at the beginning, I was too careless, Master Jiu, Mei Lin, including that good old man Duan Ruiguo, they all joined forces to make me empty .”

Tong Chun thought about it carefully, and realized that forming an alliance with these people was a mistake from the beginning.

Sachs, who was originally obedient to his own words, swelled to the extreme after receiving the support of the other three families.

It was no longer the dog raised by their Tong family, not to mention the Eastern Council and Casa, who had vaguely begun to alienate the Tong family early.

But even if I found these things, I had no choice but to watch them push me from behind the scenes to the forefront step by step.

"Hateful!"

The old man figured out the key point, and slammed his fist hard on the seat.

Then the old man took out a key from his close pocket, and said with a sneer, "Hmph, so what, when I open the organ puppets you left behind, eighteen catastrophe puppets, together, it's enough Sweep these rebels!"

After finishing speaking, he said regretfully: "Unfortunately, these puppets are only disposable items. To start a school, I will trouble you in the future. It would be better to make a new batch of puppets."

These puppets are the last trump cards of the old man of the Tong family. Once activated, the eighteen catastrophe puppets are enough to wipe out all the rebels outside with their devastating power.

He had some scruples before, for fear that he would not be able to find the main force of the rebel army. After all, the time limit for these puppets is too short, less than 15 minutes.

But now that his good grandson has come back, Tong Chun no longer needs to worry about anything, and is planning to go all out and let the world know the terrifying strength of their Tong family.

"Grandpa, in fact, I have already destroyed all the puppets below."

Seeing the excited look of the old man, Song Xingxue couldn't help breaking into a cold sweat for himself: "Fortunately, I came back early, otherwise I let you activate this thing, and the cause and effect are all on my head."

In fact, when designing these puppets, Song Xingxue secretly changed some small details of the puppets.

Once activated, these puppets will frantically kill all creatures that can be killed in front of them.

Including the members of the Tong family, they will not be controlled at all, and they will protect themselves in the end, sending the entire Tong family to the west.

This was originally his revenge on the Tong family.

But after seeing how powerful karma is, Song Xingxue realized how stupid it was to do so, and then rushed back to destroy all these puppets.

"What?? Destroyed??"

Tong Chun's eyes widened, and he looked at him in disbelief: "Why??"

"Because there is no need."

Song Xingxue grinned: "I already have the strength of a mid-level dragon, why do I need puppets? To shock the world, let them fully understand the strength of our Tong family."

Listening to Song Xingxue's understatement, Tong Chun's pupils tightened instantly, and he almost jumped up from his chair, looking at him in shock: "Dragon class?"

"Yes, mid-level dragon!" Song Xingxue took the trouble to confirm, and saw him grab it casually, and the void in front of him suddenly shattered, turning into a black hole, which he easily grasped in the palm of his hand.

With a twist of the hand, the black hole suddenly shattered. The process of understatement is as simple as catching and killing a mosquito flying in front of you.

Tong Chun was stunned for a moment, and suddenly Yang Tian burst out laughing.

"Hahahaha, heaven has eyes, hahahaha"

What is the concept of dragon level?At the moment when those old guys are only at the level of disaster spirits, my grandson has already broken through to the dragon level, the mid-level dragon level.

Smiling and laughing, Tong Chun's expression became ferocious: "Yes, yes, you are right, it is to let the world see clearly that the power of our Tong family is to make these ants despair."

Song Xingxue squinted his eyes and nodded: "Grandpa, just watch it!"

Then he got up and walked towards the door.

At this time, Tong Chun didn't care about the danger or not. He got up and wanted to follow. He wanted to see his grandson show off his might with his own eyes.

To see the desperate expressions of those rebels.

Soon the interior of the fortress seemed to have received the news, stopped for a moment to fight back, and completely fell silent.

"what happened??"

The commander in charge of this time was none other than Wang Kai himself. After realizing that the Tong family had stopped fighting back, he couldn't help frowning, feeling something was wrong.

"Commander, look!"

On the big screen, a figure slowly rose from above the Tongjia Fortress.

It was a young man, holding a paper fan in his hand, with a handsome appearance, more like a rich man.

What's even more weird is that with the appearance of young people, the surrounding artillery and bullets decayed into scum before they got close to Tong's fortress.

At this time, among the main force, an old man of disaster level made a move.

This old man is the main family supporting Kajifer in the West. Although his reputation on the battlefield is far less than that of Lei Gong, he is also known as Tumo.

A real disaster spirit level master, once the old man made a move, he would be a vigorous disaster spirit power.

But the result was beyond everyone's expectation. With Song Xingxue waving the paper fan in his hand, the old man who looked like a god of war just now crawled on the ground and couldn't move.

Such a huge contrast made Wang Yu and others standing behind the screen feel terrified, and it even made everyone in the Tong family stand on the ruins of the fort, dancing and cheering.

"Dragon Class"

Another master of disaster spirits standing next to Wang Kai turned pale when he saw this.

Facing disaster-level powerhouses, they are absolutely not afraid, but facing dragon-level powerhouses, the gap cannot be made up with numbers.

"How can there be a dragon class?? Who is the other party, check, find out his information for me!!"

Cold sweat broke out on Wang Yu's forehead, and while speaking, he immediately ordered to retreat.

Even if you lose your weapons and equipment, you must retreat quickly.

Just when Wang Ji was already feeling desperate, Song Xingxue twitched his mouth and looked back at the Tong family members standing on the fortress, especially the smiling old Mrs. Tong.

A bright light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he slowly said: "From today onwards, I have no relationship with the Tong family. The evidence of the Tong family's crime is all here. It is a heinous crime. I regard it as a lifelong shame. Completely sever ties with the Tong family, and everyone in the world will testify."

After finishing speaking, Song Xingxue threw a black box to the disaster spirit old man on the ground, and disappeared in front of everyone in a stream of light without looking back.

Only the members of the Tong family who were completely dumbfounded were left, and their minds hadn't turned around yet.

The smile on the corner of Tong Chun's mouth was still frozen on his face. Looking at his grandson who was going away, his pupils shrank for a while, his lips parted slightly, and he shouted in an undetectable voice: "Beast!!"

After speaking, his throat was sweet, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and he fell straight to the ground.

"Master!!!" Seeing the old man collapsed, everyone panicked for a while, but when they wiped their breath with their fingers, they found that the old man was actually pissed off.

7 Chapter Ninety: Sea of ​​Blood

Above the Netherworld, a black horse galloped swiftly, pulling the carriage.

A huge eyeball is suspended, hanging at the bottom of the carriage, scanning the Youtu below at 360° without any dead angle.

I saw the huge secluded soil, countless dry graves and old pits, and there were shadows of cities in some places, but they were deserted and dilapidated, just ruins.

Ding Xiaoyi was sitting in the carriage, holding a mobile phone in one hand, trying to call Datou, and holding a summoning scepter in the other hand, scanning the mountains, rivers, plants and trees below with his big eyes, hoping to find the trace of Datou.

"The user you dialed is busy, please try again later."

The tireless reminders on the phone disturbed him.

"Which wicked 250, does it take so long to make a phone call? Are you in a relationship??"

Putting down the phone, Ding Xiaoyi cursed angrily. It had been more than half an hour, and as long as he called in, the line was always busy.

The ghost knows who the big head is calling at this time.

"Don't be so nervous, it hasn't started yet!"

Sitting aside, the emperor looked at Ding Xiaoyi's nervous face, and couldn't help but comfort him.

He glanced at the time. At this time, there were only about ten minutes left before the start of the Zhaomi Dharma Conference, so how could he not be in a hurry.

On the one hand, he was worried about the big head, and on the other hand, he was also worried about the safety of the bad old man.

"Is the bad old man really in danger tonight?" Although he knew that this sentence was redundant, he still couldn't help but want to get more information from the emperor.