The rising sun, the newborn.

Chen Han walked slowly through the streets of Sin City. In the cold winter, a gentle cold wind quietly blows through the street corners.

Chen Han in a black robe.

At this moment, he actually faded away from his anger and added a scholarly atmosphere, making him look extremely elegant and gentle.

Along.

When many people saw Chen Han, they all nodded politely.

No one linked this young man with the Five Cultivation Maniacs who had a life-and-death battle with Liu Mu last night.

Call!

A breeze blew, and Chen Han's long hair flew.

The snow on the roof slowly fell, and before it fell on Chen Han's body, it was already blown away by an inexplicable force.

"Little brother, wait a minute!"

Right now.

A rough shout came from behind.

Chen Han paused and looked back, but it was Prince Rong.

Now.

Prince Rong was walking on the snow in the middle of the street, his fat and bloated figure made his movements look extremely embarrassing, and along the way, many people even laughed at this Prince Rong, who was almost like a ball.

But.

Prince Rong didn't pay attention, but quickened his pace and walked towards Chen Han.

"Prince Rong!"

Chen Han shouted respectfully.

He didn't dare to show the slightest disdain for this seemingly useless fat man.

To know.

The other party is the head of the four princes of Sin City, and the strength has reached the eightfold strength of the Martial Emperor Realm! A figure who almost stands at the pinnacle of this world, but ...... He came to himself, what was the matter?

But see.

Prince Rong quickly arrived in front of Chen Han, his fat right hand hooked on Chen Han's shoulder affectionately, and he was familiar with him like an old friend who had not seen him for many years. "Chen Han, congratulations on your promotion to viscount, take this opportunity, why don't you invite me to have a drink?"

Hehe!

This guy is a familiar man.

Chen Han didn't mind, nodded immediately, and the two stepped forward together and turned into the tavern on the side of the road.

Shout for a pot of hot wine.

Order three side dishes.

The two sat on the floor.

Prince Rong happily peeled off a brine peanut, threw the peanut into his mouth and chewed it carefully. "Little brother, in the main hall before, the old prince refused to promote you to the duke, don't mind. The old woman is a straightforward and fast-talking person, so she is the most annoying one among the four princes. However, this person has a knife mouth and a tofu heart. Actually, he's for your good!"

Chen Han took a sip of warm wine and said with a smile: "Prince Rong, you have said it. The entire Sin City, 12 million people. There were only twelve dukes...... I, a boy who has been in Sin City for less than three months, suddenly becomes a prince, and I am sure to be jealous. If it weren't for the Demon Heaven Valley, maybe I would have refused this earl position!"

Well?

Hearing this, Prince Rong was silent and stared at Chen Han a few times.

After a moment, he smiled and nodded.

With his strength, he must be able to detect that what Chen Han said was true!

smiled.

Slowly took out a letter from his arms, gently rested it on the table, and pushed it towards Chen Han.

"This is?" Chen Han was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but ask.

The city lord smiled and asked the secret letter of the sky. Prince Rong lowered his voice and said slowly. He saw that Chen Han was about to open the letter, and hurriedly said, "Don't open it for the time being, this is a secret letter...... Absolute confidentiality, beware of the walls with ears. ”

said.

Prince Rong deliberately glanced around.

Suddenly, Chen Han comprehended, nodded immediately, and carefully put the secret letter into the space ring.

Seeing Chen Han's actions.

Prince Rong smiled, picked up a glass of warm wine, and drank it all, but his eyes immediately became a little sluggish. After a moment, he couldn't help but sigh leisurely, as if he had become extremely old in an instant.

"Prince Rong, what's wrong?" Chen Han couldn't help but ask.

"Huh...... It's okay, I'm reminded of some of the past. Prince Rong's eyes narrowed, and his face was flushed. "Three hundred and eighty years ago, I was only forty-seven years old. At that time, mine was just a rookie in the triple realm of the Martial Sect. On that day, the Four Holy Lands struck. Four Sky Cities, almost simultaneously, flew into the sky above Sin City. ”

said.

Prince Rong glanced at Chen Han lightly, and couldn't help but smile: "Do you know that kind of scene?" Even if he is a powerhouse in the realm of the Martial Emperor, in that battle, he is just cannon fodder. The martial emperor above the martial emperor is simply like a dead fish on the water, full of ...... Only the Martial Saint realm is qualified to speak. However, after that battle, the thousands of Martial Saint Realm powerhouses in Sin City were all killed. There are only three powerhouses in the realm of Emperor Martial Arts!"

Whew-

Hear the words.

Chen Han couldn't help but gasp.

Though.

Prince Rong only lightly revealed it, but Chen Han could feel the tragedy of the original battle from his words.

Even the powerhouses of the Martial Emperor realm suffered heavy casualties!

That war.

How many people died tragically in the butcher's knives of the Four Holy Lands!

"That night, I went to war. Maybe it's because my realm is too low, and I haven't been looked down upon at all. However, my wife and my children all died at the hands of the Four Holy Lands. As he spoke, Prince Rong's eyes were already red, and there were even some tears in them. "After the battle, I buried my wife and children under the willow trees in the city. At that moment, I swore to the heavens that I must become stronger, and I must make the people of the Four Holy Lands pay the price. As a result, in the past three hundred and eighty-six years, my strength has jumped from the realm of the Martial Sect to the Eightfold of the Martial Emperor!"

"Huh...... Having said so much, it makes you laugh!"

Prince Rong knew that he was speechless, shook his head with a wry smile, and drank all the wine in the cup.

Chen Han was silent for a while.

He could feel the endless sadness hidden in Prince Rong's words, as well as the faint but indelible resentment and resentment.

Because.

Last night, when the Celestial Holy Land struck.

He also saw with his own eyes the results of the massacre of tens of thousands of Ye family disciples!

More than 30,000 people died at the hands of the Ye family.

They come and go like the wind.

Like the Grim Reaper, he reaps the lives of the people of Sin City!

"Boy, you must become stronger!" Prince Rong glanced at Chen Han thoughtfully, exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, and slowly stood up with his hands on the table. "Okay, Chen Han...... Thank you for listening to my nonsense so much, I drank very comfortably in this bitter wine today, and I hope that next time, we will have the opportunity to drink in this one!"

Let's talk about it.

Prince Rong slowly stood up, as if drunk, and staggered towards the outside of the tavern.

Looking at the back of Prince Rong.

Chen Han couldn't help but take a deep breath, and the decision in his heart became stronger and stronger!

I'm going to - get stronger!