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Chapter 425 The anger of the Feng clan

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    "Young man, don't be so grumpy, otherwise you will suffer in the future!" The visitor said calmly.

    After a brief pause, he continued: "Ling Shuai, just think that I owe you a favor, and I will definitely repay you when I have the opportunity in the future!"

    "Is your favor valuable?" Qinglong also cursed at the same time.

    "Shuai Ling, you have killed so many people in the Dark Territory Temple this time. If you kill him again, the Dark Territory Temple will definitely fight you to death!" The visitor ignored Qinglong and continued to speak.

    "I think Ling Shuai is not arrogant enough to think that you alone can compete with the entire Dark Territory Temple, right?"

    "As long as you sell me this favor, I guarantee that the Dark Territory Temple will not pursue this matter again!"

    "No matter what your purpose is, you will definitely regret what you did today!" Ling Hao said coldly, then looked at Lu Yue and others: "Let's go!"

    "Thank you, Ling Shuai!" the visitor responded.

    Phew!

    After Ling Hao and others left, an afterimage flashed out of the darkness at high speed, picked up the deputy head of the Dark Territory Temple and left quickly.

    Look at that teleportation speed, it¡¯s staggering!

    "Ling Shuai, how is your injury?" Blood Rakshasa asked after the group got on the helicopter.

    Lu Yue and others also looked at Ling Hao, everyone's hearts hanging in the air.

    Although the eldest brother severely injured the opponent, he was a true Emperor Realm expert after all, and the eldest brother's injuries were definitely not light.

    "It's okay, don't worry, just take a few days to recuperate!" Ling Hao smiled faintly.

    "Brother, are you really okay?" Xuan Pang said, "How about asking my sister to come to the Dark World and help you take a look?"

    "No need!" Ling Hao responded: "It's just a minor injury, I can handle it myself!"

    "Okay then!" Xuan Pang nodded in response.

    "Brother, is the person coming from behind really the guardian of the rules?" Seeing that Ling Hao seemed to be fine, Lu Yue also breathed a sigh of relief.

    "Although I can't be 100% sure, there is a high probability!" Ling Hao nodded in response.

    "What a bastard! The guardian of the rules took the lead in breaking the rules, what a birdman!" Xuanwu cursed angrily.

    "There's nothing surprising. Since the rules are set by people, there will naturally be people who break them!" Ling Hao responded.

    "And, this is not necessarily a bad thing!"

    "Brother, what do you mean?" Xuanwu continued to ask.

    "It's very simple!" Lu Yue explained from the side.

    "Judging from the cultivation level of the deputy temple master just now, we all seem to have underestimated the strength of the Dark Territory Temple."

    "And we have killed so many people from each other today. If they really want to take revenge, even if their Emperor Realm masters do not come out, we may not be able to ensure the safety of all the brothers in Rakshasa Hall."

    "Besides, we will leave the Dark World soon. What will happen to the brothers of Rakshasa Hall then?"

    "That seems to be the truth!" Xuanwu finally came to his senses.

    "Brother, is that person helping us indirectly?" Qinglong asked.

    "I don't know yet!" Ling Hao shook his head slightly with a thoughtful expression.

    After a slight pause, he did not continue the topic. He looked at Qinglong and said, "After you go back this time, pay more attention to what's going on in Nanchi Country!"

    "Huh?" Qinglong was slightly stunned: "Brother, did you discover something?"

    "One of the five people in the War Emperor Realm just now is from the Nanchi Kingdom!" Ling Hao responded.

    "Huh?" Lu Yue and others were stunned at the same time.

    "Nanchi Country is really good!" A flash of anger flashed across Qinglong's face.

    "When I go back this time, I can settle the matter with them about what happened ten years ago!"

    "Yeah!" Ling Hao nodded slightly: "They can't avoid this!"

    Three hours later, the group returned to the Raksha Hall headquarters.

    In the next few days, Ling Hao and his party were in no hurry to return home.

    On the one hand, it is just in case the Dark Territory Temple takes action again, and on the other hand, it is busy with the expansion of the Rakshasa Hall base.

    Since Rakshasa Hall is to be used as the base camp of the Daxia War Department in the dark world, it is natural to solve the hardware problems first.

    There were three to four thousand more people in Rakshasa Hall. The original base was obviously not enough, so it was necessary to expand it two or three times on the original basis.

    In addition, four places were selected a hundred kilometers around Rakshasa Hall as outposts.

    At the same time, the original plans of the other four waves of forcesThe base is retained as a backup base.

    In a few days, the overall plan was basically finalized, and the rest was infrastructure work.

    Ling Hao's injuries have healed after two or three days of nursing. In addition, with his help, the cultivation levels of several core members of Rakshasa Hall have been improved again.

    White Tiger broke through to the peak of Zhan Zong. Blood Rakshasa not only broke the mirror and entered Zhan Zong, but also mentioned Zhan Zong Xiaocheng in one fell swoop. Liang Quan, Ma Yu and others also received considerable promotions.

    A week later, Ling Hao saw that there was indeed no movement in the Dark Territory Temple, so he took Lu Yue and others back to the country.

    Time goes back to a few days ago.

    News that Feng Maorong was executed on the spot spread to the capital.

    In the north of the capital city, in the Feng family manor, in the lobby of an antique building.

    ¡°Asshole, what a bastard!¡±

    Feng Huakun, the head of the Feng family, roared after answering the phone.

    Then, he kicked a valuable antique vase into pieces, and his face was so gloomy that he almost dripped water.

    As one of the most outstanding descendants of the Feng family, Feng Maorong is the key training target of the Feng family, and the family has invested a lot of effort and resources in him.

    Originally, Feng Huakun expected him to become the leader of the Feng family in the future!

    But unexpectedly, he was beheaded like this!

    You can imagine his anger!

    "Master, this revenge must be avenged!" An older member of the Feng clan said with anger.

    "Yes, Valve Master, King Xi has gone too far to bully others. He is using our clan as his stepping stone!" Another person said in the same voice.

    "Master, when he returns to China this time, I will take people to find him directly and ask him to give us an explanation for the Feng clan!" A guest from the clan said in a deep voice.

    ""

    In the hall, all the members of the Feng clan began to chatter, each one filled with anger and rage.

    "Okay!" After a while, Feng Huakun frowned and waved his hand: "Let's all disperse!"

    "Master, can this be settled like this?" The elder spoke again.

    "Humph! How could it be possible to just forget about it!" Feng Huakun's tone was cold.

    "Does he really think that our Feng family members are soft persimmons and can be manipulated by him? He also overestimates himself!"

    "Master, what are your plans?" the old man asked again.

    "Don't worry about this, I have my own plan!" Feng Huakun waved his hand again: "Let's all go!"

    "Yes!" Everyone bowed and retreated.

    After the group of people left, Feng Huakun stared ahead, word by word.

    "King Xi, you forced me to do this. If you want to blame me, you can only blame yourself!"

    "Master, this matter needs long-term consideration!" An old man's voice came from the inside of the hall, and no one could hear it.

    "It is rumored that the King of the West killed Cheng Mu, the first elder of the Zixia Sect, in the East District some time ago!"

    "As far as I know, Cheng Mu has truly become a war emperor!"

    "Huh? When did his skills become so strong?" Feng Huakun was slightly stunned.

    "Perhaps, we underestimated him from the beginning, or his injury deceived us!" the old man responded.

    After a brief pause, he continued: "In addition, the legend about his origin has basically been implemented!"

    "Really? Where are you from?" Feng Huakun was slightly stunned.

    "The top of Tianshan Mountain!" The old man replied after taking a deep breath.

    "Huh?!" Feng Huakun's pupils shrank: "Are you sure?"

    "Nine times out of ten!" the old man responded again.

    Phew!

    Feng Huakun exhaled a heavy breath, a look of solemnity appeared on his face.

    He lit a cigar and took a deep puff: "Even so, Maorong must settle this debt with him!"

    After finishing speaking, he picked up his mobile phone from the coffee table and dialed a number.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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