Hearing the call, the Rakshasa King turned his head to look.

Seeing that it was Meng Ao, the Rakshasa King showed a smile, relieved and excited: "Haha... Heaven will not kill me! ”

As he spoke, the Rakshasa King looked behind Meng Ao: "Why are you alone?" What about your eldest brother? ”

In the heart of the Rakshasa King, although the second son Meng Ao is strong, his personality is too impulsive, and he still likes the eldest son Meng Lang in his heart. Only Meng Lang can inherit his throne.

Made.

Seeing that as soon as his father met, he asked his eldest brother first, Meng Ao felt very uncomfortable and extremely annoyed.

Which point is not worse than Meng Lang? But my father always thinks that Meng Lang is the next generation of Rakshasa kings, why?

Thinking about it, Meng Ao held back his anger and made a very sad look: "Father, big brother... Something went wrong. ”

As he spoke, Meng Ao wiped his tears and continued: "A day ago, the Kyushu army raided, and the eldest brother went into battle in person, and was finally severely injured by Yue Feng in Kyushu, because he was too seriously injured, he couldn't be saved..."

What the?

The Rakshasa King's body was shocked, his heart ached, and his eyes turned red.

The eldest son, Wen Taowuluo, is a rare virtuous talent of the Rakshasa clan in a hundred years, but now he died young.

Burst!

Under the heartache, the Rakshasa King couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

Meng Ao was taken aback, and hurriedly stepped forward to try to support the Rakshasa King, and at the same time comforted: "Father, people can't be resurrected after death, the people of Kyushu are too cunning and despicable, I swear, I must kill all the people of Kyushu to avenge my eldest brother." ”

As he spoke, Meng Ao was stunned.

I saw that the Rakshasa King's legs were broken, and the blood on them was coagulated.

It turned out that after the Rakshasa King and Yang Jian fell into the abyss, they fought fiercely on this platform for a day and a night, and finally the Rakshasa King broke his legs, and Yang Jian also broke his heart.

"Yes, you must avenge Meng Lang." The Rakshasa King was extremely indignant, and said coldly: "Wait a minute, you take me up, and then destroy this platform, Yang Jian is hiding in the depths of the cave, his injuries are not much better than mine, without this platform to stand on, he will be trapped here alive." ”

Well!

Meng Ao answered, his eyes kept rolling, but he didn't move, and at the same time, he also let go of the hand that was supporting the Rakshasa King.

My father had broken his legs and was no longer a threat to himself, so why did he take him back? Let a man who has lost his legs snatch away the royal power that is about to fall into his own hands?

"Meng Ao, you..."

Seeing Meng Ao's face change, the Rakshasa King frowned and said weakly, "What are you doing in a daze?" Take me up there. ”

Call!

Meng Ao took a deep breath and shook his head: "Father, please forgive me for not being able to do it, I think it's better for you to stay here." ”

"What did you say?"

The Rakshasa King's face changed, and he glared at Meng Ao angrily: "You are a rebel son, you want to abandon your father?" ”

As he spoke, the Rakshasa King vaguely guessed something and asked, "Let me ask you, did you kill your eldest brother?" "The Rakshasa King was resourceful and far-sighted, and the situation in front of him could be seen at a glance that something was wrong with Meng Ao, and the death of the eldest son was also full of strangeness.

"Not bad!"

Meng Ao's face was hideous, and he said loudly: "He was confused by two Kyushu women, and he was bent on talking about the Kyushu continent, and he completely lost the blood of the Rakshasa clan, such a person is not worthy of being the son of the Rakshasa clan, let alone the king of the next generation." ”

"You..."

The Rakshasa King trembled angrily, and pointed at Meng Ao: "You actually killed your eldest brother, you are flesh and blood compatriots, you rebel, bastard, I want to kill you, kill you..."

As he spoke, the Rakshasa King wanted to stand up, but his legs were broken, and he was constantly fighting with Yang Jian before, and he was too seriously injured to move at all.

Hahaha...

Seeing this scene, Meng Ao laughed loudly and said coldly: "All this I have done is for the future of the Rakshasa clan, what is wrong with me?" And you, trying to kill me? ”

As he spoke, Meng Ao's internal force was running, suspended in mid-air, and said word by word: "Since you have no father-son affection for me, don't blame me for being unrighteous." ”

As the words fell, Meng Ao gripped the bone knife tightly and swung it out.

Airplanes!

I saw a sword shadow slash out, directly shattering the platform, and a large piece of rubble fell into the magma below, leaving only a small area under the Rakshasa King.

The Rakshasa King was so angry that he vomited blood.

"You are my father after all, I won't kill you, you will fend for yourself here." Meng Ao said coldly, turned around, and with the help of the bone knife in his hand, he quickly climbed the wall.

Seriously, at that moment, Meng Ao wanted to kill the Rakshasa King.

But after thinking about it, there may be clansmen who come down to check in the future, and once they know that they killed their father, it will definitely have a bad impact.

And by destroying the platform himself, the Rakshasa King broke his legs, and there was no way for him to come up, so he would only be trapped alive below. When the time comes, his death will have nothing to do with him.

"Rebel, rebel...."

For a while, at the bottom of the abyss, the roar of the Rakshasa King continued to echo.

Meng Ao didn't hear it, and kept climbing the wall, and after a few minutes, he finally reached the top.

Hula!

As soon as he went up, the warriors of the surrounding wolf regiment hurriedly surrounded him.

"Shizi!" The leader of the Wild Wolf Regiment, with an urgent face, asked Meng Ao, "What is the situation below?" Is there a king's whereabouts? "At the top of the abyss, a full few kilometers from the bottom, the roar of the Rakshasa King, they can't hear it at all.

Meng Ao glared at him and said coldly, "What king? There is nothing below, what crime should you be guilty of falsely spreading the news? ”

The Rakshasa King's following affairs must not be known to anyone.

Poof!

Feeling Meng Ao's anger, the leader of the wolf group trembled, and quickly knelt on the ground: "The prince spares his life, and when his subordinates saw the fragments of the king's armor here, they thought that the king was below..."

The warriors of the surrounding wolf regiment were all terrified.

The military law of the Rakshasa clan is strict, and if you spread false news, you will be cut off your head.

Seeing that they were all frightened, a sneer flashed in Meng Ao's eyes, and then he raised his hand: "Okay, now that the big war is imminent, I won't bother with you." ”

As he spoke, Meng Ao looked around and continued: "All the warriors of the Wild Wolf Regiment listened to the order, immediately returned to agree, waited for the battle order, and looked for the king's matter, I will send another person." ”

"Yes, Shizi!"

Soon, under the leadership of Meng Ao, hundreds of warriors of the Wild Wolf Regiment quickly rushed towards the direction of the camp.

Bang bang bang ...

After walking a few miles, Meng Ao frowned and raised his hand to signal everyone to stop.

I saw that in the air not far away, two figures were fighting fiercely, an old monk and a young monk, the young monk was holding a huge axe in his hand, and the golden light was flashing, shocking.

It was Duan Yu and Moroya.

Broken! Rakshasa people!

Seeing Meng Ao and the Wild Wolf Group, Duan Yu and Moroye's faces changed.

Immediately afterwards, Duan Yu's eyes rolled and shouted at Meng Ao: "Fellow Rakshasa warriors, the one who fought with me is the high monk Moraya of Linyin Temple, it was he who sent a message to the Kyushu Continent that caused you to be stopped here by the Kyushu army, please take action and help me kill him!" ”

Seriously, with Duan Yu's personality, he would never beg others for help, but there was no way, this Moroya was too strong.

At the beginning, he successfully attacked Moroya, but he was still unable to suppress him in the following battle.

And now, there are so many people from the Rakshasa clan who suddenly come, even if they kill Moroya, it will be more than lucky, it is better to ask these people from the Rakshasa clan to help, and when the time comes, he can save some effort and leave calmly.