Chapter 302 Meng is still in the move [3](1/2)
Who is Xie Yue?
The golden generation of the Wuhun Palace, will he be afraid of a soul saint?
If it's just one person, it's certainly true, but is he alone?
Absolutely not!
And the general Ji Hai of the City Guard was so angry that he was about to go wild.
Looking at Xie Yue's eyes, he was almost swallowing it, if the eyes could kill people.
I'm afraid Xie Yue has been cut into pieces long ago.
The martial soul began to be released, and two yellow, three purple, two black and seven soul rings rose from his body.
He really hated Xie Yue to the core.
It's really gritting your teeth!
But if you do it... you have to agree with someone... Otherwise, you will be happy for a while, but you will be in endless troubles afterwards.
So I turned to the Soul Fighting Field Officer and said, "I'm sure I'll kill this person today, so please don't worry... What if I owe you a favor?"
"cut..."
Before the manager of the Soul Fighting Field responded, Xie Yue threw out a sign.
The manager of the Soul Fighting Field took it instinctively.
Take a look!
His face changed suddenly!
General Chengwei was not a fool either. When he saw Xie Yue throwing out the sign, he looked at the expression of the Soul Fighting Field Manager after seeing the sign.
I know it's trouble!
Sure enough, I saw the Soul Fighting Field manager, smiled bitterly, and then looked up at the city guard general Ji Hai, with sympathy in his eyes.
Because his son is afraid he will be beaten up for nothing. Xie Yue’s backstage is much bigger than expected!
Not to mention a city guard general who only has the strength of the Soul Saint, even the entire Baroque kingdom can't afford to offend him!
He looked at Xie Yue without hesitation, and his eyes became meaningful.
At the same time, he threw the sign in his hand at the general Ji Hai of the city guard.
The general Ji Hai of the City Guard took it and saw that his originally dark face turned blue in an instant.
That's right, who doesn't know the sign on this brand?
He looked up at Xie Yue with disbelief and said unwillingly: "Are you a member of the Wuhun Palace?"
At this moment, his eyes were filled with fear when he looked at Xie Yue.
As young as Xie Yue, she is usually just a student from Wuhun City Wuhun Academy!
Generally speaking, you are not qualified to own such a brand unless you are very talented and have been included in the key training targets by the Spirit Hall.
He couldn't help but take a look and lay aside. Under the treatment of Youwei, the strongest healing soul master in the city, he still could not recover from the original Counterfeiting.
The expression on his face was very distorted.
This is his only son!
Let him just let it go?
He really couldn't accept it, but he also understood that if he really wanted to avenge his son at all costs, he was afraid that what he had to face next was the counterattack of the Wuhun Palace.
Let’s not talk about the rest for now. The deacon in the martial soul branch hall of this city can beat him without any power to fight back.
He gritted his teeth, clasped his hands tightly, glared at Xie Yue, and shouted: "Even if you are from the Spirit Hall, you can't break my son's legs at will!"
Xie Yue immediately waved his hand and said, "Don't talk nonsense... Our Spirit Hall has always been reasonable... It's not a person who does anything wrong... I'm actually kind of intention to break your son's Philistine Changping's legs."
"Ahem..."
Captain Shan and the manager of the martial soul field couldn't help but cough.
I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen them so shameless.
Or break someone’s son’s legs or for the sake of others’ good?
They really wanted to step forward and say, "Come on... Let's have a good time for you, don't worry... We'll give you a half fold... I'll make sure you only break one of your legs, and the other leg is absolutely unscathed!"
The General of the City Guard was also angry and laughed: "Then do I have to say thank you to you?...ah!"
Xie Yue smiled brightly on her face: "I don't need to thank you... I have always been helpful."
The general of the City Guard was so angry that his hair was about to stand up.
But at this moment, Xie Yue said sincerely: "I'm really for your own good... Do you know who was the first to hit your son?"
As soon as he said this, the general of the City Guard was stunned.
Captain Dan and the manager also frowned, because they only knew that Hua Bufan should have something to do with Xie Yue.
However, I really don’t know what he is.
Xie Yue's words followed were like a needle piercing into their hearts, making him almost breathless.
Xie Yue's mouth raised slightly, and a sarcastic smile appeared: "He is the Holy Son of our Martial Spirit Hall, Hua Bufan!"
"What?"
Captain Dan and the manager couldn't help but exclaim.
Because His Highness the Holy Son of the Martial Soul Hall...that is a noble identity of the same level as the Star Dou Empire and the Crown Prince of the Xingluo Empire.
Even the prince of their Baroque kingdom would have to stand aside.
Not to mention them.
At the same time, their faces changed wildly because they remembered the reason why Hua Bufan, the Holy Son of the Martial Soul Palace, attacked the Captain Changping...
brush...
When they looked at Ji Hai, the general of the city guard, again, their eyes were full of sympathy.
They could think of how Ji Hai, the general of the city guard, could not think of the key point!
So, his whole old face was frozen there, and his body even trembled a little.
Xie Yue sneered: "Looking at your expression, I must have figured it out... Ji Hai... General of the City Guard... Your son, Pinping, suddenly attacked His Highness, the Holy Son of my Spirit Hall..."
After saying this, he paused, and then his tone became louder: "And he was just going to kill him. If the Holy Son of my Spirit Hall had not been stronger, I would have been a corpse now."
"Although, the final result... is that your son was beaten to death... but it is an indisputable fact that his attempt to kill my Holy Son in the Spirit Hall."
"After I learned about it, I directly destroyed your young master's legs... Is it too much?"
"You go and ask the Xingluo Empire and the Tiandou Empire... what would it end if someone wanted to kill their prince?"
"It is the prince of your Baroque kingdom...will your king let go of those who want to kill him?"
Every word from Xie Yue was like a sharp sword, penetrated hard into the chest of the city guard.
His face turned pale bit by bit with Xie Yue's words, and finally he was like a seriously ill person, without any blood.
At this time, Xie Yue said playfully: "So, I will directly interrupt your son's legs to punish him. Isn't it helping him or you?"
"If it were the elder who guarded His Highness the Holy Son to do it... tsk tsk... do you think it can be solved by two legs?"
Speaking of this, he looked at General Ji Hai, the City Guard, with a serious look on his face and asked word by word: "Shouldn't you thank me?"
"Elder?"
Everyone present captured these two keywords.
Whether it is the Evil Moon or the Holy Son, they all come from the Spirit Hall!
The elder naturally also comes from the Spirit Hall, and the elder of the Spirit Hall... has the hard conditions... that is the titled Douluo!
The face of General Chengwei was like those drama actors who changed their faces.
Sometimes white, sometimes red, sometimes black, and a blue face... But everything turned into a smile.
That's right, just laughing!
In this world where the strong are respected, the title Douluo is a godlike existence.
Not only do you dare not offend me, but you also have to respect and fear them one by one!
However, his smiling face, with an extremely desperate look, says it all.
In the face of absolute strength, no matter how great the hatred is, he has to face it with a smile.
No matter how deep the grudge is, you must bow your head!
Even if you can't die in your heart!
But...he was still unwilling to give up!
Because, he had another expectation in his heart, that is, Xie Yue was blaming him, and there was no elder at all... it was just him and another little child.
To be continued...