After drinking too much, people can't help but get excited, and the conversation between the guests and the host becomes more enthusiastic. For a while, the banquet was full of laughter.

Just as everyone was happily chatting and imagining the future, a noisy quarrel suddenly came from outside the hall.

Hearing this voice, the Blood Emperor couldn't help but frown.

As the first person in the Blood Domain, his status is incomparably noble. His every word, deed, every move, and even a subtle expression will be paid attention to and comprehended by someone at all times.

When he saw the quarrel, he frowned, and someone around him immediately went out to understand the situation. A few minutes later, the man came back and whispered in his ear.

He said to the man, "If he wants to come in, let him in." Anyway, I'm just looking for a chance to teach him a lesson. Since he is not afraid of trouble, let him come. ”

When the man heard this, he went out again, and he must have called someone in, as he had commanded.

After he left, the Blood Emperor smiled at Wang Luochen and the others and said, "You have come from afar, and I have set up a banquet to welcome you, originally because I didn't want discordant voices to appear at this banquet. However, some people want to do something at this banquet. I felt that since our two races were about to form an alliance. Some things don't have to be hidden. It's better to let it be on the bright side. So, I let the spoiler in. I just made it clear in front of all of you. Let him die against the alliance, and let you rest assured about our alliance. I don't know if I arrange it this way, do you have any opinions?"

Hearing the Blood Emperor's candid speech, Wang Luochen glanced at everyone and said to him: "His Majesty the Blood Emperor is treating each other with sincerity, and it's too late for us to welcome it, where will there be any opinions." So, what you say is what you are saying, please feel free to do so. ”

The Blood Emperor nodded, then turned his gaze in the direction of the door.

Wang Luochen and the others also looked there. I found that at the door, the man who had just gone out was accompanied by a group of angry people who walked in.

Among them, the first man looked a little like the Blood Emperor. The outfits on his body are more luxurious than the others. At first glance, it was the head of the people behind him.

Wang Luochen guessed, could this person be the Blood Emperor's younger brother, Prince Mo Luo?

As soon as he came up with such a conjecture, the Blood Emperor's words confirmed his idea.

Then he saw those people come in, leaned back in his chair, and asked with a displeased expression: "Prince Moreau, why are you, as a member of the royal family, so ignorant of the rules?

"Hehe, my dear brother, you don't put such a stand in front of me. You know, I'm not going to eat you at all. Besides, since you say I'm a member of the royal family. Then why did you shut me out of this banquet that was related to the future fate of our blood clan, and those of us who opposed the alliance with the human race?" Prince Moro asked angrily as he walked quickly in front of the Blood Emperor.

"Why? Since you've said that, I'll make it clear to you in front of all the people in power in our Blood Domain, as well as the Terran emissaries. ”

Seeing that he was so disrespectful to himself, the Blood Emperor was obviously a little angry. He jerked to his feet, glared at Prince Moreau and his followers behind him, and let out his own majestic voice.

The king was angry, and the mountains and rivers changed color.

Although Prince Moro and his followers were very powerful when they came just now, they were still a little scared in their hearts when they saw the Blood Emperor's thunderous rage.

Some people couldn't help but step back, subconsciously distancing themselves from Prince Moreau.

Only Prince Moreau, as their leader, has a noble status behind him and a tyrant to support him, seeing the Blood Emperor angry, he secretly nervous in his heart for a while, and quickly adjusted his mentality, and said to the Blood Emperor: "It's just right to make it clear." Blood Emperor, I thought that because of your unrealistic ideas, you were now bringing our Blood Clan into a dangerous situation. That's why I'm against your alliance with the Terrans. You see, I'm not doing this for any personal gain, but for the benefit of the entire Bloodline. You don't need to shout and scream like that. ”

"According to your meaning, it is unrealistic for me to form an alliance with the Terrans, to harm the people, and to disregard the interests of my own race? The fate that others have arranged for us will never be a fate that is favorable to us. Follow the Overlord, don't look at the immediate benefits you will get, but if you go to the end, you can only end up in a dead end. The Blood Emperor lectured him aloud.

"No, it won't. Prince Doren has promised me that they will never treat us Bloods the same way they treat Terrans. Because, the Berserks are a race that only appreciates superior species. They think that our blood race is a more advanced and evolutionary race than the human race, almost the same as them. So, they won't treat us badly. "Prince Moreau gave the reason for proving himself right.

Hearing this, the Blood Emperor was about to make a further refutation of this. Wang Luochen, who was on the side, had already stood up abruptly and spoke to Prince Morrow.

"Prince Morrow, originally you had a conversation with His Majesty the Blood Emperor, and I, as an outsider, should not have intervened. But because of what you just said, you have belittled our Terrans. So, I have to say two words. What kind of race you said are superior and inferior, and how did you come to this conclusion? Is there scientific evidence to prove it? Also, you said that the Berserkers would never treat the Bloods badly. So what do you use to guarantee that the Berserkers will do what they say?"

When Prince Moreau heard these two of his obviously reproachful questions, he was at once very angry, and pointed his finger at him and said, "Do you need to prove the superiority or inferiority of race? You see, you human race, fragile like rotten wood, you will die if you touch it. Looking at our blood clan again, we can't help but be physically tough, and we also have the ability to quickly repair our bodies and a pair of bat wings that can soar through the heavens and the earth. As for whether or not the promises of the Overlords will be fulfilled, let me tell you, Prince Doren is a very committed king. How could his words be casual and say, therefore, if he said that he would never treat our blood clan badly, he would certainly not treat us badly. ”

"Hehe, if the body is tough, flying in the sky means that the race is excellent. Then so will our Terrans. ”

As he spoke, Wang Luochen stabbed a knife on the dining table into his palm. His skin was harder than steel, and the knife bent upon it.

With a "dang long" sound, the curved dinner knife was still on the plate, and he immediately took out the moon shuttle again, and flew it twice in the sky in various postures. In order to prove that he is not talking big and deceiving people.