Chapter 72: It’s a robbery now, be honest

"Your mother is Princess Wenxiu!"

Tang Lin's spirit was greatly boosted, full of expectations and begging: "You, like me, have royal blood!"

Wang Ce picked up his chin and laughed happily: "Do you hope I won't make things difficult for the Northern Tang and the royal family? Do you think, under such circumstances, what reason do I have to believe you!"

The whirlpool of despair kept devouring Tang Lin's heart. This time the ambush in the ghost world was wrong, it was wrong to the end. He struggled and shouted: "I didn't lie to you, Princess Wenxiu is your mother! You can't betray the royal family, you can't betray the Northern Tang!"

"You are loyal." Wang Ce sighed deeply. Modernity is a world full of doubts, doubting everything, even all emotions! It is almost impossible to see such simple loyalty.

"I don't believe it!" Tang Lin roared wildly: "I don't believe you can have more battle spirits! Because a person can only have up to nine battle spirits, which is destined!"

Before Tang Lin could finish his words, he saw a strange scene with his own eyes!

With Wang Ce's waved his hand, countless war spirits emerged from a small bronze pot, and then all rushed onto him, quickly absorbing the blood from his body!

Tang Lin had never seen such a huge war spirit, and he could not imagine that a person could have so many war spirits! He looked at this scene in shock, like a fool!

A person can have countless battle spirits in just a while! That is simply terrifying. Thinking about it makes people feel scary.

Wang Ce smiled at him: "As long as I give me time, I will sooner or later have a war spirit army of ten thousand, one hundred thousand, or even one million."

Tang Lin's thoughts were completely disordered, and in the shock, he only thought of one thing! If... if the royal family insisted on killing Wang Ce, then they would face a person with a army of one million war spirits in the future!

Maybe one day, Wang Ce may even be even more terrifying than the Martial Emperor! A Martial Emperor has the most powerful personal force. Wang Ce may not only have personal force, but also a terrifying army of war spirits, enough to annihilate all war spirits!

At that time, it was the...doomsday of Northern Tang!

No! No! It shouldn't be like this! Bei Tang should not face this freak! Tang Lin, who was occupied by fear, tried his best to get up and bring the news back. But... he has no chance and has no life.

Tang Lin squirted out his essence and blood, swallowed his last breath unwillingly, and stared at Wang Ce with a pair of eyes full of hatred, despair and even complexity! It seemed that this could stop Wang Ce!

The essence and soul of a Dougang man is huge, and his blood is enough to water the resurrection of hundreds of Liaodong Iron Cavalry!

Wang Ce's eyes were leisurely: "Princess Wenxiu?" It was a very unfamiliar name, and there was no trace of this princess in the sealed archives of the two yamen.

However, it was really surprising that he, a civilian, would have a day to become a royal family! Time travel is really... unspeakable.

"It's time to go back." Wang Ce suddenly scratched his head and felt distressed: "Oh no, I'll remove the temporary war spirit, and my record cannot be recorded."

If you don’t have any record, you won’t have any results. If you don’t have any results, what should you do if you have the position of the leader?

When Wang Ce walked back, he smiled wickedly: "Then solve the problem of record. The position of the leader is decided by my buddy."

Xiao Zhong Wang and some big shots. After Wang Ce escaped from the predicament, he would be the time to fight back! Eyes for eyes and teeth for teeth! That's right, that's what the ancients said.

The entrance to the ghost world!

The martial arts performance is over, and there is not much time left.

Countless powerful people, sects and families sent by aristocratic families focused their eyes on the light curtain, secretly thinking about the outcome. Some people were paying attention to a light spot that had disappeared for a long time.

When the light spot representing Wang Ce never appeared again, Xiao Zhong Wang showed a look of comfort and cruelty, and laughed at the people around him: "That bastard is finally dead!"

Xiaozhong Wang and some people naturally knew what kind of masters they were dispatched, and they were definitely not something that a master of transforming a cave can deal with. In fact, if it weren’t for the ghost army’s trouble, once Wang Ce was found, it would be a dead end.

King Xiaozhong and some people believed in their own methods and Tang Lin's determination. Therefore, Wang Ce will die.

A man appeared quietly and whispered to the Xiaozhong and others: "Your Majesty is very irritable and has ordered the mobilization of the Nanwu Army. If Wang Ce dies, I am afraid that you will bear the anger of Your Majesty."

King Xiaozhong and several companions looked at each other, and they were clearly filled with shock: "Your Majesty actually favors that bastard so much, and he is determined to protect him, or even avenge him?"

A companion said coldly: "Your Majesty's bottom line has been tempted by us, but..." This bottom line is untolerated by the royal family and will never tolerate it.

As soon as Wang Ce died, the emperor's posture was clearly to ask King Xiaozhong to be buried with him. This bottom line was too sensitive and the royal family would not accept it. The person sent by the royal family said coldly: "Yes, we will not accept His Majesty's attitude!"

On one side is the sensitive emperor, on the other side is Wang Ce! If we had to appease the other side, what would the royal family choose? Let Wang Ce survive to appease the emperor? No, absolutely not.

Then, what is left to the royal family is an angry emperor and an irreparable crack. This is also unacceptable.

Perhaps, there is another way for the royal family to go beyond this!

Song Youyan from Jianshen Mountain frowned secretly. If the young man named Wang Ce died, where should the traces of the heavenly soldiers be investigated?

People from the Great World Kingdom were sneering. In recent decades, the overall strength of the Northern Tang Dynasty has expanded rapidly and has become a vague worry. Naturally, it is necessary to fight the Northern Tang Dynasty’s arrogance!

The young men in martial arts returned from all directions one after another, with a full load of return.

It is inevitable to return with a full load. Killing ghosts will occasionally get war spirits. These war spirits are allowed to be taken away. If you take them out, you can sell them a lot of money. It is considered some of the sweetness that the court gave to the martial arts boy.

Wang Qian's name is a bit weak, but he is a man who is in charge. He met some companions halfway, but he couldn't help but talk about the topic of Wang Ce!

Wang Qian was very wise and did not choose to collide with Wang Ce and dared to offend King Xiaozhong. Most of the people who were chased had a big background, and not many people were willing to do that. In fact, it was not easy to find someone.

It is naturally difficult for young men who can stand out from all over the Northern Tang Dynasty to be foolish. No matter how confident they are, they are probably knocked out in the pre-select. Therefore, there are many young men who have similar ideas to Wang Qian.

Most martial arts teenagers are pregnant. If you meet Wang Ce, you might as well try to get the reward from Xiao Zhong Wang. If you can't, forget it.

When they returned to the entrance area together, Wang Qian and his friends saw the young man who was offered a reward, standing leisurely and proudly on the sword, each with one sword standing on the wasteland, and smiled and said, "What kind of sect do you belong to or from?"

"None of them." Wang Qian and others caught off guard and answered truthfully.

"Then you can leave." The young man in gray shook his hands casually and asked this strange question to another person not far away.

These three people looked at Wang Ce coldly and ignored him. Wang Ce was satisfied. He wanted this attitude. There was no doubt that most of them were children of sects or families: "You, stop!"

The three of them looked coldly and looked at each other, and several teenagers came back one after another.

Wang Ce smiled and waved his sword, but he was too lazy to talk nonsense, and roared: "Everyone, stop me!"

"It's a robbery now! Be honest!"
Chapter completed!