Stomp, stomp!

The sound of uniform footsteps seems to step on the tip of everyone's heart.

The first thing that caught my eye was two columns of heavily armed soldiers.

Everyone, expressionless, full of iron and fierceness, raised their heads and chests, walked neatly.

Xu Nan's eyes were slightly awe-inspiring, with a touch of respect.

Xiyuan ace troops, Blood Soul Army!

Born thirty years ago and created by the God of Blood, each soldier is selected through a brutal test.

In the past 30 years, the Blood Soul Army has made great achievements for Nishihara, and will always walk on the most dangerous front line.

Every inch of the border land of the Western Plains was stained with the blood of the Blood Soul Army.

Ten years ago, the Western barbarians invaded the border, the mountains and rivers were about to break, and the Blood Soul God of War led 30,000 Blood Soul troops to meet the enemy of 3.2 million! Eighteen days and nights of fierce battle! With the sword and gun in his hand and his iron-blooded body, he resisted the pace of the barbarian advance and waited for reinforcements to arrive.

It's a pity that the Blood Soul God of War fell outside the West Look Pass! Until death, his spine is straight, and he has not bent a single bit!

30,000 Blood Soul Army, survivors, only nine!

The shocking and tragic battle and the tragic song of blood and soul that was played still reverberate endlessly.

They are the purest military-people, and they deserve the respect of all the people of the Dragon Kingdom, and Xu Nan is no exception.

When hundreds of people from the Blood Soul Army stepped into the hall, the violent aura instantly cleared.

The top elites of the southwest who were waiting in the hall had a feverish look in their eyes, and their breathing became heavy.

"Kneel!"

As the leader of the general, a cold drink and a sonorous sound were like a long knife out of its sheath.

Smack!

The Blood Soul Army slashed out and stood erect in front of them.

Click~click~click......

The sound of steady, slow, crisp footsteps resounded slowly.

The light of the marble floor reflects the body of a dragon and a tiger.

"Welcome Xiling God of War back to his hometown!"

The top magnates knelt down one after another.

The Qin family was even more trembling and kneeling, eager to throw themselves to the ground!

Qin Feiyue was about to kneel, but Xu Nan suddenly reached out and grabbed her arm.

A chill in her heart rushed to the top of her head, and she was so shocked that she couldn't speak.

When the god of war returns, everyone must bow down!

How could Xu Nan not kneel???

How dare you not kneel???

In case the god of war is angry, who in the world can protect it?!

The Qin family found that Xu Nan didn't kneel, and pulled Qin Feiyue to prevent her from kneeling, which shocked the souls.

"Xu Nan! What are you doing? Quickly kneel down to greet the Xiling God of War! ”

Old Mrs. Qin only felt that the blood in her body was flowing backwards, almost causing a cerebral infarction.

On the wrinkled old face, the color of horror was so strong that it was like seeing the scene of the destruction of the Qin family!

The corners of Xu Nan's mouth hooked slightly: "The god of war didn't come, he knelt too early." ”

Hearing this, the big people who knelt on the ground and didn't dare to raise their heads were stunned.

At this time, a calm voice came out: "Xiling God of War has an order, everyone exit the hall and wait outside." ”

"Yes!"

Everyone hurriedly got up, only to find that the burly man in military uniform standing in front of them was not the Xiling God of War.

For a while, everyone looked sideways at Xu Nan.

There is a lot of speculation in their hearts.

Several people who knew Xu Nan's identity couldn't help but have cold sweat on their foreheads.

What the hell is going on?

Why did this master come here to greet the Xiling God of War?

Even if he is not the coach of Southern Xinjiang, with his identity, he still does not need to be there to greet him.

The god of war is a title, not a position.

In addition, Sun Ling is the coach of Xiyuan, and Xu Nan is the former coach of Southern Xinjiang, the two are at the same level, and neither is weaker than the other.

If you really want to calculate it, Chongcheng is located in the southwest, and it is more southerly in Xinjiang, and the Xiling God of War has returned to Chongcheng, so he has to take the time to visit Xu Nan in person.

Chen Qiming looked at Xu Nan for help.

Although he didn't know what was going on, he also knew that Xu Nan was here, and it was absolutely wrong.

In case of any trouble, he, the governor of the city, is the first person responsible!

Xu Nan didn't even look at Chen Qiming, pulled Qin Feiyue and turned around and left.

Qin Feiyue was like a puppet, completely forgetting to resist.

The crowd hurriedly followed.

Outside the airport, thousands of people were densely packed, and a group of people walked out.

"Welcome back to the Xiling God of War!"

Thousands of people knelt down.

This scene makes people's scalp tingle.

Chen Qiming took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "The Xiling God of War hasn't come out yet, everyone, take a hundred meters back!" ”

The people who were kneeling on the ground looked up blankly and found that Xiling God of War was really not there, so they stood up one after another, and obediently retreated a hundred meters in turn, making room for the big people who walked out of the hall and waited outside.

There is a five-meter-wide passage in the middle, a bright red carpet is laid, and flower petals are sprinkled.

Everyone stood still, their eyes fixed on the exit of the airport hall.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

When the clock rang at seven o'clock.

Hundreds of Blood Soul Army soldiers appeared.

In the face of thousands of people, they still had cold and sharp faces, walked neatly, and stood along the red carpet in turn.

With a bang, Xueliang's long knife came out of its sheath, grasped the handle tightly, and stood erect in front of him.

Rumble!

Boom Boom!

Twenty-five salutes shook the sky.

It also shook the hearts of all.

Xu Nan smiled and didn't care.

The Qin family's face was pale, and their whole body was trembling.

The hot sweat had already slid down his cheeks and dripping on the ground.

For them, this is nothing less than a torment.