The little guy on the stage had weak legs, and looking at the fearless appearance of the sergeant of the Black Evil Brigade, he showed a trace of fear, and got off the stage in a panic.

Han Ming's spiritual sense happened to sweep this scene, and his face immediately turned dark, but he didn't think much about it, after all, the soldier bully should have the appearance of a soldier bully, as long as he doesn't bully the weak casually and doesn't run away from the battle, these problems can still be used to.

After Lu He stepped down, it didn't take long to see Bao'er wearing a Luo skirt coming up on stage a little shyly, probably because she was quite nervous when she saw Lu He being knocked off the stage.

However, the moment she took the stage, the entire venue instantly burst into jubilation, and countless sergeants shouted Bao'er's name in a carnival.

Bao'er also calmed down when she saw this situation, and showed a happy smile, she took the megaphone and bowed to all the sergeants, and said softly: "Thank you for your support, thank you very much." ”

"No thanks, hahaha!"

"Wow, such a cute girl, is it human or not!"

The audience was crying wolf again.

"I see that everyone is training very hard these days, let Bao'er relax for everyone today, first of all, I arranged and composed a dragon song to share with you, I hope you can like it!"

Bao'er bowed again, humble and polite, a few little guys quickly set up the piano, Bao'er sat in front of the piano, put her hands flat on the strings, closed her eyes and inhaled gently, slowly exhaled, and then opened her eyes, ten fingers to stir the strings.

The melodious sound of the piano was transmitted by the loudspeaker to the corners of the entire barracks, and then Bao'er's warm and beautiful voice was as beautiful as a yellow warbler.

"The mountains are high, the clouds are drifting, and the world is in a panic and a dream......"

Bao'er's dragon song has a trace of uninhibited and casual nature, and many sergeants in the audience are fascinated by it, and even Han Ming is also spiritually natural, listening to Bao'er's ethereal dragon song.

The sound of the piano is faint, the singing is like a cloud, as if there is really a divine dragon swimming in the world and playing in the four fields, this kind of great freedom mentality is really something that Han Ming has never experienced.

He thought of the dragon halberd method, suddenly like an enlightenment to wake up, although the dragon halberd method has a fixed move, but can be combined with each other at will, he wants to always practice the true meaning of the halberd method from the basic moves, which violates the root of the dragon halberd method of casual nature, so he has not been able to comprehend.

"Okay!" Han Ming grinned with excitement at the corner of his mouth, and his big hand held the Pullout City Halberd again, holding his breath and condensing his breath, adjusting his state, and then his wrist turned slightly, and the halberd was like an angry dragon going out to sea.

Rumble!

This time, the Pullout City Halberd broke through the air, and there was a faint sound of dragon roaring, and the space collapsed, which was more than dozens of times stronger than when Han Ming practiced before.

It also consumes a lot of vitality, but it is enough to strengthen the attack dozens of times, such progress is not terrifying.

Han Ming's feet and hands moved with the change of the halberd's moves, and the whole person was engrossed, and the halberd's moves fit each other, merging into one, really like a divine dragon flying freely in the sky.

The halberd's moves are free and natural, and there doesn't seem to be any moves, but if you break it down carefully, every move and style is full of mysteries.

Han Ming mastered the true meaning of the dragon halberd method, and there was no dull feeling when he used it, but he felt that the more he used the halberd, the smoother it became, and his whole body was extremely comfortable, and a mini dragon phantom loomed above his halberd.

He didn't expect that he had been meditating the true meaning of the Dragon Halberd Method, just because he listened to a song by Bao'er, he had an epiphany, it was really a fate, and manpower could not be forced.

Han Ming mastered the Dragon Halberd Method, and his strength increased again, and before the big war came, he had to rely on the Thunder Beast to increase his strength again.

Ben Thunder Beast has been living a very good life in the barracks recently, and when it has nothing to do, it will go out and walk around the barracks by itself, sneeze and stretch its waist, and roar twice when it has nothing to do, which scared a group of sergeants into retreating, which made it regain the dignity it lost on Han Ming.

Because it is Han Ming's mount, no one cares where he goes, and once he broke into Li Qingshan's commander-in-chief's tent, Li Qingshan looked at the official document and glanced at him, held down the war heroes who wanted to drive this goods, and said, "Don't care, let it slip!"

With the Chrysostom of the King of War, there is no place in the entire military camp that this goods dare not go, so the canteen has become a place of disaster, and the Ben Thunder Beast eats and lives in the canteen, and the canteen food expenses are specially listed for this goods, and they eat round every day, and walk comfortably in the barracks.

It suddenly felt that it was caught by Han Ming in the barracks, and its life was also beautiful, if it hadn't been dragged out by Han Ming in the middle of the night for training, its military life would have been perfect.

In the night sky, cold, thin clouds slowly floated.

Han Ming rode on top of the Thunder Beast, his eyes were solemn, he held a halberd, and reminded in a low voice: "Battlefield Rush, you and I have to cooperate with each other, use your power of collision, combined with my heavy blows, to exert several times the power, understand?"

Ben Thunder Beast nodded as if he didn't understand, lowered his head, kicked his hind legs, and suddenly rushed forward, just in terms of flight speed, Han Ming was far inferior to Ben Thunder Beast, and this thing was physically strong, if it wasn't for the fact that he was smashing it on the head with a punch and stunting it, I don't know how much strength it would take.

Call!

The wind flow flowed like a tide in his ears, Han Ming's eyes flashed with cold light, and his hands wheeled the halberd, and the head of the halberd was forced, and he bombarded down fiercely.

The Thunder Beast had extremely high intelligence, feeling the direction of Han Ming's force on his back, his speed increased sharply, and his brute force followed the momentum of Han Ming's halberd.

At this moment, the strength of Han Ming and the Thunder Beast reached a perfect match, and the strength doubled and surged, and the void where the halberd head fell collapsed violently, and the corners shattered into fine cracks like spider webs, which showed how terrifying the power of this halberd was, even if it was a fourth-order battle hero, it would be defeated.

Han Ming was very satisfied with the blow just now, and patted the head of the Ben Thunder Beast rarely, and praised: "Sure enough, it's a spirit beast!"

The Thundermon grinned, looking very happy, and it paced back and forth with small steps, as if it wanted to receive a reward.

"Okay, let's come back three thousand times, and strive to run in with each other, so that we can play so perfectly every time!" Han Ming's mouth lifted.

The Thunder Beast let out a long breath and hung its head in despair.

The Black Demon Brigade was addicted to duels with the Sea Clan every day, and Han Ming devoted himself to studying the Dragon Halberd Method and the Combined Attack Method with the Thunder Beast, and time flew away until a luxurious royal airship landed in the barracks.

A group of men and women dressed in royal costumes got off the airship and were directly introduced to the commander-in-chief tent of the war king.

The clear-eyed sergeant could see that the accompanying warriors were nervous, and in less than half a pillar of incense, more than 300 warriors in the entire military camp were all gathered outside the war king's tent.

Such a solemn gathering made the atmosphere of the entire barracks extremely oppressive, and ordinary sergeants could vaguely guess something.

"The royal family is here, and it is estimated that the third peace conference is about to begin!"

"With the beating nature of the group of grandsons of the Sea Clan, I think it's a war!"

"Shhhhh

"Everyone knows it in their hearts, I don't need to say it!"

The clear-eyed sergeants were whispering.

Three hundred warriors gathered outside the commander-in-chief's tent and stood solemnly.

Behind each brigade commander stood more than a dozen brigade warriors, and the commander of the Green Beast Brigade, Yang Xing, looked at Han Ming, the commander of the Black Demon Brigade opposite, with a cold light in his eyes, but Han Ming was now frowning and listening to the argument in the big tent, his fists slowly clenched.

Han Ming didn't care, but the mad knife behind Han Ming was very concerned about this Yang Xing, he sensed Yang Xing's hostility towards Han Ming, and snorted coldly, missing a trace of the domineering momentum of the fifth-order battle male, and Yang Xing on the other side was startled.

Han Ming is a second-order battle male, and there is a fifth-order battle male under his command, which is really strange, and Yang Xing observed the mad knife and found that the momentum of the mad knife was very condensed, and the bloody in his eyes was fierce, which was not something that ordinary fifth-order war males could match.

Yang Xing had a little more jealousy of Han Ming in his heart.

At this time, in the big tent, Li Qingshan and five other descendants of the royal family were sitting, one of them was Shangguan Wan'er, she was still the same as before, her eyes were clear and harmless, and there was a trace of shame on her face.

And among the remaining four people, there is also a person known to Han Ming, it is Dongfang Yan, Dongfang Yan and the other three royal juniors are obviously together, and these three royal juniors are still in the Shangguan lineage, which shows how embarrassed Shangguan Wan'er is in the clan.

The reason why Shangguan Wan'er ended up in such an embarrassment in the clan was that Li Qingshan had already told Han Ming before, which was very directly related to his Han name.

He picked up the tea coin, took a sip of tea, and asked, "The peace conference will be held in Haijiao City tomorrow, do all five of you have to attend?"

As soon as Li Qingshan finished speaking, Dongfang Yan spoke first: "Of course not, for a major event like the Parliament and Conference, which will go down in history, the Parliament and the people will naturally be presided over by someone with a noble royal status. ”

Dongfang Yan bit the four words of dignity very hard, and glanced at Shangguan Wan'er indifferently.

Shangguan Wan'er felt Dongfang Yan's indifferent eyes, her little hand tightly grasped the corner of her clothes, after refusing to assign her fiancé from her own lineage, she suffered a lot of cold and squeezing, and her heart was much firmer than before.

She suppressed a trace of helplessness and sadness in her heart, showed a reluctant smile, looked at Li Qingshan and said: "I will participate in this peace conference, I am a blood relative of the royal family Shangguan lineage, Shangguan Wan'er!"

This peace conference is obviously the last time, and the Sea Clan will inevitably make unreasonable demands, and then the two sides will have a showdown and start a war, but there is still a trace of luck in the high-level of the royal family.

If this battle is won, Shangguan Wan'er, who represented the Xingyue United Republic to participate in the peace conference, will also be killed by the Sea Clan* during the peace conference.

Shangguan Wan'er, a descendant of the royal family, failed to negotiate because of her inability, which caused a war between the Sea Clan and the Xingyue Alliance, which is a sinner for the ages!

Therefore, this peace conference was only attended by an eldest lady like Shangguan Wan'er, who seemed to have noble blood, but whose status was not even as good as that of a concubine.

Dongfang Yan and the other three descendants of the royal family came to supervise Shangguan Wan'er's participation in the council.

In fact, the Shangguan First Pulse and the Eastern First Pulse of the high-level members of the royal family already knew that Han Ming had made a strong comeback from the Hellish Blood Prison, although the Shangguan First Pulse had tried his best to change the negotiator.

But the top management of Dongfang Yimai and Aoshi disagreed, Dongfang Yimai wished that Han Ming and Shangguan Yimai would have become hostile because of Shangguan Wan'er's unexpected death during negotiations, and Aoshi naturally hoped that Han Ming's fiancée would die as miserably as possible.

These are high-level confrontations, and naturally nothing is known below, so the negotiator is still Shangguan Wan'er, and most people in Dongfang Yimai and Shangguan Yimai still think that the current Shangguan Wan'er is still a helpless ***!

At this moment, Shangguan Wan'er is really like duckweed floating on the water in the wind, without support, her heart is full of panic, she has heard of the style of the Sea Clan, and she also knows that in the first two peace conferences, the Sea Clan directly stripped the messenger and hung it on the flagpole of the military camp, but she had no way, and she had no right to refuse.

"Well, okay, we have also selected an accompanying warrior for you, and we can protect you!" After Li Qingshan noticed the aura of Han Ming outside the tent, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"No need, in order to show the sincerity of our Xingyue Alliance, the elders have all said that there is no need to protect Wan'er from the Zhan Xiong!" Dongfang Yan sneered, for Shangguan Wan'er, a fellow clan who is better than her appearance and has a very poor talent and status, she can step on one foot.

She remembered that Han Ming came out of the secret realm of blood corpses and deliberately embarrassed her, there was nothing wrong with her, just one, small in heart and jealous!

Yikes!

Outside the big tent, Han Ming heard the conversation in the tent, his chest was blocked with a smoldering fire, his fists were clenched and gurgling, and the cold light shone in his eyes.

A group of warriors of the Black Demon Brigade were very sensitive to the changes in Han Ming's momentum, and they all looked at Han Ming with a solemn face, not knowing what was going on.

After Dongfang Yan finished speaking, the other three juniors of the same clan of the Shangguan lineage also looked at Guan Wan'er who was sitting alone opposite with disdain, and even Shangguan Wan'er herself shook her head.

She knew that her compatriots deliberately squeezed her, and the elders in the clan had supported her for so long, and they were all tired of her existence, so they would say that they didn't need to protect her casual warriors.

With such a big clan, there is not even a place for her, Shangguan Wan'er rushed to the barracks from the clan, swallowing her anger all the way, until now she was forced to a dead end by her fellow clan, and she can no longer bear the grievances in her heart.

She held the incense coupon tightly, held back her tears, didn't dare to raise her head for fear of crying, and nodded her head hard.