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Dai Luo's eyes were full of anger, he didn't embarrass Tang Feng, he was already aggrieved in his heart, and now Tang Feng actually wants to attack him?

"Tang Feng, what do you want?"

"What do I want?"

Tang Feng smiled, his face became solemn, and he said coldly: "The Sea Clan is so terrifying, they look down on me at all, and if they want to put a hat on my head, they will put a hat on my head, what do you think I should do?"

After a slight pause, Tang Feng stepped out, went straight to Dai Luo, and said coldly:

"Even if the current Sea Emperor is here, I have to salute me for three points, not to mention that you are a prince of the Sea Clan, Dai Luo, what do you think I want, what should you do with me?"

Hearing this, Dai Luo's face was difficult to see.

The strength of the Sea Clan is a few points weaker than that of the Demon Clan, and the Demon Clan is inferior to the Desolate Iron Horseman, so his status is indeed much lower than that of Tang Feng. Originally, he felt that he was standing on the commanding heights and could embarrass Tang Feng, but who knew that he had fallen into passivity.

"Also, the shark purple smoke, as a gift from your sea clan to the demon clan, was actually robbed in your hands, it seems that the sea clan doesn't seem to be in awe of the demon clan, otherwise how could there be no large number of troops to protect it?"

Tang Feng looked at Dai Luo indifferently, the words were sonorous, and Dai Luo's body trembled.

"I ......"

Dai Luo's mouth was trembling, he originally wanted to buckle Tang Feng's hat, but now it turned out to be two unbearable hats on his head.

"What do you want, Sea Clan Prince, Dai Luo!"

Tang Feng scolded, his voice was like thunder, and it suddenly exploded in the ears of Dai Luo, who was in a trance.

"Prince of the Sea Clan, when you take over the Sea Clan in the future, will you look down on the Demon Clan and me even more, and do you want to directly send troops to crush us?"

Tang Feng's words were not shocking, and a hat directly pressed him to death.

Demon Emperor Lu Yeqi took a deep look at Tang Feng, knowing that Tang Feng might want to pave the way for someone in the Sea Clan, and thought that the Demon Clan would need to take care of the desolation in the future, so he also raised Tang Feng's hand.

"Dai Luo, it seems that you really have great ambitions, but I underestimated you before. ”

Hearing Lu Yeqi speak like this, Dai Luo's heart completely collapsed, he really lifted a stone to shoot himself in the foot.

Lu Yeqian snorted coldly: "I will meet with the Sea Emperor in the near future, and I will definitely inform the Sea Emperor of your lofty ambitions at that time, so that he can cultivate you well." ”

Hearing this, Dai Luo only felt that his ears were ringing, his legs were weak, and he was almost unstable on his feet.

He knew very well what Lu Yeqi's words meant, and the Sea Emperor Throne, which was originally within his reach, was slowly becoming farther away.

Glancing at Dai Luo, whose face was ashen, Tang Feng had no emotional ups and downs in his heart.

Controlling the Sea Clan was originally part of his plan, but he didn't care who was the puppet emperor of the Sea Clan, but Dai Luo was bent on hitting the muzzle of the gun, so it was no wonder that he was not surprised.

"It's a pity. ”

Lu Yeqian also sighed secretly, if you can't bear it, you will make a big plan, this is really a wise saying, but this is just for people like Dai Luo, people like Tang Feng who have enough ability, don't need to worry about anything else, just push it all the way.

"It's not good for you to provoke anyone, if you have to provoke this kid, it's also evil. ”

Song Binghe, who returned from the apprenticeship, also shook his head and sighed, secretly mourning for Dai Luo.

On this day, Dai Luo didn't even know how he left the Tang Feng courtyard, he only knew one thing, Tang Feng's courtyard was hell, and Tang Feng ...... It's a grim reaper.

......

That night, at the gate of the Demon Clan's Holy City, a carriage drove out leisurely, followed by an iron-blooded army.

It is Tang Feng, Song Binghe and the Great Wilderness Riding Dragon Camp.

Song Binghe successfully passed the Eighteen Sword Styles to Su Daji, Tang Feng took the Heaven Stealing Ruler, and laid out chess pieces in the Sea Clan, and it was pointless to stay in the Demon Clan's Holy City, so they chose to leave.

The carriage slowly drove towards Jinwu City, and in the process, Tang Feng and Song Binghe, who were about to face each other, were about to face each other, and they never got tired of seeing each other as a pair of forgetful friends.

"Boy, let me see that spell again. ”

Approaching Jinwu City, Song Binghe finally opened his eyes.

Tang Feng didn't say anything, and directly displayed a thought of flowers blooming in the world, this is a ruthless secret technique, and the attack is unparalleled in the world, which greatly inspired Song Binghe.

"A thought blooms...... Domination of the world...... Alas. ”

After a long time, Song Binghe sighed lightly and motioned for Tang Feng to accept the spell.

"It's been half a year since I saw you perform this technique for the first time, but unfortunately I still can't understand this secret technique, which is also fate. ”

Tang Feng was silent.

He knew in his heart that if Song Binghe could comprehend this style of the Great Emperor's secret technique, he would be able to advance to the Holy Realm, and there would be no need to go to the Lonely City of Mobei to fight for an uncertain future.

Half a day later, the carriage entered the city of Jinwu.

At this moment, most of the defenders of Golden Crow City have been replaced by the Demon Emperor, and the person in charge of Golden Crow City has also become Jin Xingkong's sister Jin Guyu, so Tang Feng and the others have not been stopped.

The carriage came to a stop on the bank of a river, and Song Binghe looked at the figure under the weeping willows on the side of the stream, his eyes were a little complicated.

Taking a deep breath, he finally got out of the carriage and walked slowly towards the woman named Jin Yao.

"After the Jiazi time, when there is a sword god style, it's a pity...... Twenty years less!"

Tang Feng sighed lightly, sixty years of Jiazi, forty years have passed now, if Song Binghe is given another twenty years, he believes that Song Binghe will be able to amaze this world again, but unfortunately it has been less than ten years since the arrival of the great turmoil, and Song Binghe's "old man" Jin Yao can't wait for these twenty years.

Jin Yao, as a member of the Jinwu clan, should have had enough longevity, but it is a pity that he has been sad for Song Binghe day and night in the past forty years, and now his appearance does not look old, but his vitality has been dilapidated.

At this moment, she saw Song Binghe coming and showed the most beautiful smile in her life.

"You're here?"

"I'm coming. ”

Song Binghe nodded, came to Jin Yao's side, stood side by side with Jin Yao, and naturally held Jin Yao's hand.

"How long can you stay with me this time?" Jin Yao asked, leaning on Song Binghe's shoulder.

Song Binghe turned his head to look at Jin Yao and asked softly, "How long do you want me to stay with you?"

Jin Yao opened her mouth and wanted to say those three words, but in the end she swallowed it back and changed her words: "You said before that we only seize the day, so I am happy that you have been with me for a year, and I am also happy if you accompany me for a second." ”

Song Binghe's throat was a little sour.

He knew that the three words Jin Yao wanted to say were for a lifetime, but ...... He really can't do it now, he has to go to Mobei Lonely City, he has to break through to the Holy Realm, only when he reaches the Holy Realm, can he change his life against the sky and help Jin Yao prolong his life.

As the night got darker, Song Binghe hugged Jin Yao and stood until midnight.

Finally, when Jin Yao fell asleep, Song Binghe sent him back to his residence and never looked back.

"Senior, are you leaving?" Tang Feng asked.

Song Binghe smiled and nodded.

"Senior, this trip...... If you don't go back?" Tang Feng frowned.

"I'll never go back!" Song Binghe smiled calmly.