It is better to be a dog in the prosperous era than a slave in the country to be destroyed.

If the race is destroyed, even if the clan members survive by chance, life will not be easy.

It is impossible for a person to have no roots.

There were four people present in the Huang Ming clan. One of them was about thirties and looked dusty in his clothes. It was obvious that since the Huang Ming clan was exterminated, he had almost never lived a stable life.

His name is Huayang, and he is the little leader of these people. He fled with three other tribe members and finally fled to the main city of Tumeng.

The other three are big and small, the older one is thirty-three and four, the younger one is twenty-one and two, and the younger one is a sixteen-year-old girl.

"Have you heard the latest news?" Huayang said in a deep voice: "One of our tribe members has opened a new small restaurant in the fifteenth block of South, called Huaxia Restaurant, and they are actually going to make an appointment with the Mist Gymnasium in that block." He said this, looking at the other three people present and asked: "What do you mean?"

The thirty-three or four-year-old man clenched his fists and said, "What else can I mean? Of course I want to help. Our clan has been destroyed and the royal clan is dead. It won't take long for our clan members to be captured as slaves. Instead of that, we might as well fight."

The twenty-one or two-year-old wiped the corners of his eyes and said, "During this period, many of our tribesmen have been captured by the Mist Gymnasium, and my brother has been arrested. Let's fight, otherwise they will die sooner or later. If they don't die, they will be slaves. It's better to die."

When a race's royal family is destroyed, it will lose its appeal. A pile of sand can only work hard to keep warm.

If you don’t join forces, you will end up miserable.

"I don't want to be caught slaves," the girl hugged her knees with her hands, and she didn't dare to lift her head. She couldn't stop trembling, saying: "The races that were exterminated in our history can't even get together with tens of thousands of people. She was either captured as slaves and worked as coolies, or used as resource users to extract abilities. I don't want that, I just want to live well..."

Speaking of this, several people looked at Huayang and said, "Brother, this is our only chance. If we fight hard, there may be a glimmer of hope. Otherwise, we will have to hide in this way for the rest of our lives."

"Actually, I think so too," Huayang pondered for a moment, then sighed, and said, "It's just that the strength is very different. This is a battle that will inevitably fail. But it's better to lose if you lose, it's better than hiding in tide and not even dare to see the light. Even if you die, we have to die with dignity! Let's go to the restaurant door and wait, and we can do as much force as we can tomorrow!"

The few people immediately said in unison: "Okay!"

Let's go.

There are still some Huang Ming people like this near the fifteenth block south of the main city of Tumen. Finally, they gathered at the entrance of the Chinese restaurant, with a total of 22 people.

The Warriors are at the highest level of these people, and most of them are at the soldier level.

No matter how high it is, it will be gone.

There is actually nothing to do about this.

In the final battle to exterminate the clan, twenty-five strongest LV6 mixed-level masters in the Huang Ming clan died 24, and 328 city lord-level masters finally escaped 16.

The reason is very simple - there were three LV7-star master-level powerful men in the Mist Hidden Clan at one time, otherwise why could they exterminate the Huang Ming Clan?

"Everyone cheer up." Huayang looked at the Huang Ming tribe members in front of him and kept cheering everyone up: "Although our Huang Ming tribe has been exterminated, we cannot lose our momentum. Even if we die, we have to pull a few people on their backs!"

"Yes," one of them sighed and said, "There was a major crisis in the history of our Huangming clan. That time our tribe fled once and finally disappeared. This time our situation was even more serious than the last time. The royal family was dead and there was no place to escape. Everyone should work hard, what if... what if we still have some chance?"

"Yes, I hope there is a situation. I don't know who the store manager is, but he really dares to fight with the Misty Gymnasium. Just fight for this, I, Huang San, will give him my life!"

"Me too!"

"Same, I'm the one!"

A group of people sat on the ground at the entrance of the Huaxia Gymnasium.

...

At this time, it was on the roof of a nearby building.

A middle-aged man who looked about forty years old looked at the people below with complicated eyes.

His name is Huang Chen, and it is the LV6 mixed energy-level powerhouse that the Huang Ming clan escaped!

According to Huang Chen's thoughts, he planned to fight his life in the last battle, but he was entrusted by the clan king at that time, so he must leave a fire, otherwise all the masters would be destroyed, and the entire Huang Ming clan would probably have no chance to make a comeback.

That's why he endured endless scolding and chose to escape at the last moment, and came to Tumen's main city to live in seclusion.

Now he also heard the news that the Chinese restaurant and the Mist Gymnasium had made an appointment, so he came here to watch it secretly.

"Master," a servant asked half a seat behind Huang Chen, "Do I need my secret help in this battle?"

"No, we'll just look at it," Huang Chen shook his head gently and said, "My identity is too sensitive. Now the entire Wuyin clan is arresting me. Once we show up, we will inevitably provoke the other party's mixed-level masters. At that time, these little guys may not even be able to bear the aftermath of the battle. And I have to check the situation first to see if these people are worth my help. If it is a group of reckless men who can't see their strength clearly and go to fight, then I don't need to take this risk."

The servant nodded: "Okay, I get it."

What Huang Chen said makes sense.

Birds of a feather flock together.

When a small team is generally at level 2-3, they often meet people at level 2-3.

This is like playing LOL. If you are silver, then all you match will be silver. If you are gold, basically all you match will be gold.

But if you are the strongest king with four silvers, you might have five strongest kings on the other side...

This is what Huangchen is now.

He didn't show up, and the opponent would come at most level 3, and it would be level 4 after breaking through the sky.

But once he appears and is known to the other party, he will definitely be a LV6 mixed-energy-level strongman, and there are more than one.

"Oh," Huang Chen suddenly sighed and said, "In this battle between our Huang Ming clan, the royal family will be destroyed. Otherwise, even if there is only one royal member left, there is a possibility of a comeback with his appeal. The result..."

The servant looked sad.

In the last battle, all 11 princes were destroyed, and none of them survived.

The clan king naturally thought of sending away a prince and leaving a fire seed, but was discovered by the Mist Hidden Clan, and finally...

"Forget it," Huang Chen shook his head helplessly: "Look at it first."

...

On the other side, Tumen’s main city, the city lord’s mansion in the central area.

This is an extremely huge building, covering an area of ​​about 200,000 square meters, and the whole building is somewhat like a Western steeple church.

The silver-white exterior walls and gorgeous interior decoration are full of endless majesty.

The city lord of Tumeng's main city is a strong man of the LV7-star master level in Tianxiong clan, one of the three Heavenly Clans.

His name is Grandi.

At this time, the city lord Grandi was sitting on the throne of the city lord. Heng Gangxiu knelt on the ground with great respect and said, "The Wuyin clan applied to start a clan war with the Huang Ming clan, please allow the city lord to approve it."

Grandi waved his hand gently: "Accurate."

Henggangxiu bowed again: "Thank you, Lord City."

...

The night passed quickly.

At 8 o'clock the next morning, Hong Xiaofu opened the restaurant door on time.

Suddenly, all the Huang Ming people stood up and surrounded them.

The leader Huayang looked at Hong Xiaofu and said respectfully: "Huayang, Huang Ming clan, has seen Mr. Huayang. I wonder what he calls Mr.?"

"Hey? Why are you here?" Looking at the twenty or so dusty Huang Ming people in front of him, Hong Xiaofu said in surprise: "I received the news so soon? My name is Xiaofu Hong Twist, Hello."

"You...you..." After hearing Hong Xiaofu's words, Huayang actually widened his eyes and lowered his voice, saying, "Your name...is it the emperor of our clan...the royal family?"

"Huh?" Hong Xiaofu took out the identity certificate and said, "Yes, I'm the prince!"

"Really...really?" Hua Yangzai looked carefully at the identity certificate that Hong Xiaofu took out.

He looked at it for a while and finally got completely excited!

This is the real token of the Huang Ming clan prince!

"It's true, it's true!" Huayang laughed like crazy, and then said to everyone around him: "It's great, it's really great! We haven't exterminated the clan yet! We still have royal people alive, and we are still a prince!"

As soon as he said this, everyone at the scene was stunned!

Prince! The young man in front of him is actually the prince of the Huang Ming clan!

Oh my God, there is a prince here, wouldn’t that mean that the Huang Ming clan has not yet been exterminated?! There is still a possibility of a comeback?!

Although it is hard to say whether this prince is real, what does that matter?

Even a fake prince is still appealing!

What the Huang Ming tribe lacks now is a spiritual leader! A spiritual leader who can unite everyone! As for whether this prince is true or false... as long as everyone admits that it is true!

In an instant, all the Huang Ming tribe members present knelt on one knee in one knee and said, "See Your Highness the Prince!"

Huayang said excitedly: "Huayang has met His Highness the Prince! From now on, Huayang's life will be His Highness the Prince! Please lead us to restore the prestige of the Huangming clan!"

Hong Xiaofu: “…”

This group of people was so excited that Hong Xiaofu was a little confused.

Fortunately, the director had said these things before, and finally he was a little prepared and hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, everyone get up first."

A group of people stood up now.

In fact, for Hong Xiaofu and other people on earth, princes are more of a symbol.

I didn't expect that there was such great power here...

Even Su Ying and Zhao Ming inside the door were stunned: "I'm so good, Brother Fu is a serious prince?! Awesome!"

It's really awesome. A few of them knew that Hong Xiaofu was the halo of the protagonist before, but now I look at it...

It's still an enhanced protagonist halo!

So many people just accept it, can you not accept it?!
Chapter completed!