Dragon Blood Warrior

However, this extraordinary middle-aged man stood at the front door of the War Theology Academy with a gloomy face. There was a flame in his pale blue eyes jumping. Obviously, there was anger burning in the middle-aged man's heart at this moment. As for what made this condensed man so angry, I'm afraid it had something to do with War Theology Academy!

“Heh! Master Ling! Why don't you come in with me and sit down? Standing here all the time, being seen by others, I'm afraid you'll still think that our War God Academy is not very welcoming! ”

In front of a middle-aged man, standing an old man in a nappy coat, Heron is the old man!

“Huh! What? Does this make War God Academy feel bad about hospitality? My son was left with what you call hospitality! ”

The middle-aged man glanced coldly at Ma Lao, snorted coldly, and the tone contained a hint of fire. This man was actually the head of the Ling family, one of the famous large families in the mainland.

“This... Master Ling! It's not as simple as you think, it's something else! So, Master Ling, calm down! ”

Ling family owner's angry words made Ma Lao's expression slightly stagnate and his face was slightly embarrassed.

“Huh! Calm down? How do you want me to calm down? My only son in Lingzhentian is gone! You told me to calm down! ”

Ling Zhentian could no longer hold back the anger in his heart, he shouted politely, his gold and peninsula gown was not windy and automatic, a powerful smell made Mae Lao couldn't help but take a few steps back!

“Master Ling! Please also be aware of your identity! ”

Ma Lao's face was slightly angry, slightly pale, and silent.

“Humph!”

Ling Zhentian was also aware of his own faults and forced his anger down. He shook his sleeve robe and snorted coldly: “Let's wait for the dean of your court to come out! ”

Ma Lao saw this, the bottom of his eyes flashed a little light, he stopped talking, quietly stood aside, closed his eyes silent, for a moment, the atmosphere here appeared a little depressed, Lingzheng heaven had hidden energy fluctuating, making the air here a little less flowing.

Less than a minute later, the space in front of the school suddenly fluctuated, sending a loud laugh: “Haha! It turns out that Ling is the owner of the family, there is a distant welcome! ”

Seeing only Sal smiled and appeared in front of Ling Zhentian, politely arching the archway.

Seeing the visitor, Ling Zhentian's shady face was slightly relieved, the light flashed in his eyes, slightly weighed the sail in front of him, and arched the archer's courtesy: “I'm sure Your Excellency is the vice dean of the War Theology Academy! ”

“Huh! That's right, Brother Ling's eyes are like a torch! Our Dean couldn't get away with anything, so I came to entertain Ling! Oh, look at Master Ling, don't be weird! ”

Sal smiled, the words were very gentle, making it difficult to get angry at the shocking day when he wanted to be angry, but he had to be pressed.

“Hehe! Nothing!”

Ling Zhentian forced a smile on his face, he also knew that as a Ling household owner, it was not enough for the mysterious dean of the War God College to come to receive him, which he knew.

“Hey, Ma Hai! Why didn't you bring Master Ling into the VIP lounge? How can you let Master Ling stand here? Doesn't that make people laugh that we at War God College don't know how to treat guests? ”

At that time, Sal looked at Ma Lao with surprise, his face was somewhat unhappy, but his eyes flashed with a clear eye.

“This... this is my negligence, and I hope Master Ling doesn't find it strange! ”

Seeing the blinking glow in Sal's eyes, Ma Lao's heart laughed bitterly and his face turned slightly awkward towards Ling Zhengtian archway.

Sal sang with Ma Lao, and his muscles on Ling Zhuang's face had to be beaten a few times, accusing Sal of being an old fox! This made him unable to find any excuse to vent his anger. Of course, he understood that this was Sal's intention, but he had to squeeze a smile out of his face again. However, this smile was extremely hard.

“Huh! Vice Dean, what a wonderful man! I'm gonna stand here myself. It's got nothing to do with this one! ”

Ling Zhentian is not a good generation, and the implicit point in the language is that Sal deliberately did it.

“Hehe! ”

With a slight smile, Sal turned his face and stared at Ling Zhen Tian Dao with a smile: “I don't know what it is, I actually let Master Ling come here personally! ”

“Hum!”

Now, Ling Zhentian won't be polite. An anger gushed over his face and snorted coldly. “I think the vice president asked knowingly! ”

“Oh?”

Sal's face was thick and still looked at Ling Zhentian with confusion. This made Ling Zhentian's heart's anger pour out and his face sinked. "Humph! Vice Dean! My son died in the Happy Red Building here the other day. I want to ask, how did you manage Kwangyu Yuncheng and let this happen? Can't you all set up a war seminary? ”

Ling Zhentian's eyes were slightly red, the language was sharp, it could be said that he did not leave a face for the Theological Academy of War. After all, such tragedies as white hair sending blackheads could not be accepted by anyone, let alone the owner of the Ling family. His son is their heir to the Ling family, which is of great importance.

“This…”

Sal's face changed slightly, sighed and finally arrived! He turned to Ling Zhentian with regret: "Master Ling! We apologize to the War Theology Academy for this incident, and we ask you to be sorry for your loss! Our Theological Academy of War will explain this and will compensate your family accordingly! Let's just go inside and talk about it. ”

“Enough! ”

Sal's words just went down, and Ling Zhengtian shook his sleeve robe angrily, interrupting Sal's words, “Explain? That's my only son in Lingzhentian! My future heir to the Ling family! What are you paying for? ”

In a few words, Sal's face is a bit ugly. It is obvious that Ling Zhengtian is in anger now. He and the War Theology Academy will not be given face at all. However, Sal is also not good at talking back. After all, he is on his own, and he still lost his son. This is the pain of losing his son!

“Master Ling! There is something hidden in this matter, and I ask Master Ling to breathe his anger! Let's go inside and talk! You can't stand here, can you? ”

Sal tries to flatten himself a little, Dao.

“No need! It's not too late to explain! ”

Ling Zhentian suddenly turned his tone and said softly.

And Sal and Mahjong had changed their faces, and secretly felt a little bad, and just as they were turning that thought around in their hearts, there was a somewhat gloomy voice coming from the air.

“Brother Ling! I can't believe you're already here. It seems I'm a step too late! ”

As the shady voice dropped, the space around Lingzheng Tian fluctuated for a moment, together in red tights, emerged with a strong man with bare arms. This person, a long blue hair with a long position, a beard with a face and a fairly developed muscle on his body, raised no doubt about the explosive power contained therein.

“Hru? What are you doing here? ”

Ling Zhen Tian slightly looked at the strong man in front of him with surprise, asked.

After listening to Ling Zhentian's question, Hulu's face became more shady. He did not immediately answer Ling Zhentian's question. He glanced coldly at Sal: "This must be the vice dean of the War God Academy! ”

Seeing Khru's expression like this, Ling Zhentian was slightly stunned and seemed to understand something. He also focused his eyes on Sal.

“Hehe! ”

Sal laughed twice and couldn't bear to smoke the corner of his eyes. It was estimated that the owner had also died in the Happy Red Building. This made Sal angry. Look at this situation. I'm afraid things are a little troublesome today.

“Exactly, I am the vice dean of the War God Academy, this must be a friend of the Li clan! ”

Sal slightly weighed the Hru in front of him and smiled.

Khru's eyes narrowed slightly and he whirled and sank: "Nice! I didn't expect the vice president to recognize me at first glance, but I'm sure you understand why I'm here today! My nephew died the other day in the Happy Red Tower in Yuncheng, and I was wondering, what the hell is going on? You war theology colleges are famous forces on the mainland, but now there are people here is murder, are you war theology colleges so many strong people set up? ”

Hulu spoke with no politeness and a strong tone, and did not have any apprehension because of the ancient power of the Theological Academy of War. Looks like there is a dependence on it.

“Please speak politely! ”

Ma Lao on the side could not see it long ago, couldn't help but drink with anger, the powerful atmosphere of the imperial peak was about to erupt in secrecy, these people were so excessive, they actually denounced it aloud in front of the War Theology College, it was simply ignoring the existence of War Theology College.

“Humph!”

Hru glanced slightly at Mae Lao, some snorted cold, his breath pressed toward Mae Lao, the powerful momentum made Mae Lao couldn't help but take a few steps backwards.

“Even at the peak of your imperial hierarchy, the strength to enter the sacred hierarchy is not qualified to intervene! ”

Khru stared coldly at Mae Lao and stared at Mae Lao with a gaze of contemplation.

“You...”

After being drunk like this by Hru, Ma Lao's face suddenly turned green and white, wrapped in a sleeve robe and his hands clenched into fists, and the surrounding space also fluctuated slightly.

“Ma Hai! No disrespect! You go in first! ”

See, Sal, stop the action of Mae Lao quickly, make a look at him and show him to go in. If Mae Lao really starts his hand, if his hands fight, then this matter will become very troublesome. Moreover, today these people all came here without a date, which makes Sal feel a little less comfortable in secret. This matter is far more troublesome than he thought!

“Yes!”

Ma Lao saw that Sal had spoken. He had to forcibly suppress the anger in his heart. As soon as he threw his sleeve robe, his eyes looked at Hru rather badly, his body shook, and his strange figure disappeared in place.