Shen Yin Wang Zuo

“I'm not sure if what he's looking for is Hao Yue either. ”

After listening to the words of Dragon Hao, all of his friends became a little strange.

Chen Cher smiled strangely: “Do you think we should look forward to Hao Moon or not? If it is a warcraft that even the Demon King will personally find, how much potential will it have in the future? Hey, hey.”

Wang Yuan nodded. "Too bad! If Hao Yue really is, I'm afraid he won't escape the divine probe of the Demon King. Probably not. ”

Dragon Hao Chen did not speak of his body changes because it was a secret of Hao Moon.

Soon, they had returned to the barracks, and the moment they pushed the door in, the others had not responded, but Dragon's morning and Tse 'er were both in shock, and their subconscious retreated half a step, not walking into the barracks.

It's not because they feel a change in the barracks, but because they suddenly have a subconscious chill rising from the bottom of their hearts, as if the barracks in front of them had become an abyss capable of swallowing everything.

Others also reacted slowly. In the moment when Dragon Hao Chen and Tsaier suddenly showed signs of alarm, several others immediately went forward and backwards and shot the usual attack formation.

“Come on in.” The low voice of the Saint Moon Man rang in the barracks, and the dragon dawn was relieved. Turns out the invisible danger came from the great-great ancestors. But how did he get to the barracks all of a sudden?

With doubt, the crowd walked in.

The first moment of the morning, the dragon looks at the moon sleeping in the corner.

Hao Moon was still crawling there, still asleep, as if nothing had happened. There were two people in the barracks, in addition to the Holy Moon, a middle-aged man who looked in his thirties.

At this time, the middle-aged man stood beside the moon, his eyes glanced at it slightly, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Even more surprisingly, the Holy Moon stood beside him with a pitched hand and seemed very respectful.

“Zengzu.” Seeing the Holy Moon, Dragon Hao rushed forward to the salute, and others followed him in his visit to the Assassin Temple Master.

The Holy Moon waves at them and tells them to wait.

The middle-aged man slowly turned back and his eyes fell directly on the dragon's morning.

Face to face, the first thing Dragon Hao saw was a vast pair of eyes. Yes, the middle-aged man's eyes, he can only describe them in broad terms. Those are blue blue eyes that look like the ocean is boundless.

The middle-aged man's appearance is not remarkable, even ordinary. But he just stops there, and the Assassin Temple Master, the Ninth Ranger of the Hall Holy Month, is like his sidekick. More importantly, the middle-aged man did not have a slightly more powerful breath to release, as if he were just an ordinary middle-aged man.

This bizarre phenomenon has caused the seven members of the Sergeant-Grade One hunting troupe to be somewhat dormant, especially in perceiving the most powerful Dragon Morning and Tse 'er. Dragon Hao Chen was surprised, and Tsaier frowned. She couldn't see, but it felt like the man next to her great-great-ancestor couldn't be locked at all, like the wind and the light, and everything was so pure.

“Hello, sergeant number one young man.” The middle-aged man was merely an opening, and the Dragon Dawn Seven could not help but change color at the same time.

Because this voice, which they had heard in the city before, belonged to the Meteorological Knight of the Demon Goddess, who opposed the Demon Goddess in the face, with a few murky old voices, and was dressed in orange red.

At one point, all seven people in the morning were stunned, and they had no idea that such a big figure would come to their barracks.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, "Surprised, isn't it? In fact, this time we came here for two purposes: one, because of the devil's emperor's movements, and the other, because of you. ”

Everyone thinks the brain is a little blank. How can the legend of the human race say it's for them?

Dragon Hao couldn't help but say: "Senior, this is...”

The middle-aged man smiled: “Let's introduce ourselves. My name is Chen Zibing, and I am the Commander of the Demon Goddess Meteor Hunter Regiment, Guardian Knight. ”

Chen Zibing's three words were strange to Dragon Hao Chen, but when he added three words after the four words of the Devil's Meteor to the three words of the Hunting Regiment. Dragon Hao morning seven people stared wide-eyed.

Those six Powerfuls just now, they're a demon hunter?

Though they have always known that the Order plays an extremely important role in the Alliance, it is only today that they truly understand the extent to which the Order's horrors have reached. The Meteor of the Devil, which is clearly the title of the Warcraft. It is also the highest level of the hunting troupe, such a highest level of the hunting troupe even the demon emperor has to worry about. What glory and strength!

At one time, because the Demon King and these legends were incomparably powerful and somewhat discouraged, unconsciously, the eyes revealed a few sparkling splendors. Turns out the hunters can be so powerful.

Looking at the changes in the color of these children, Chen Zi turned around: “The Meteor of the Demon God was founded 312 years ago, when we, like you, owned the name Sergeant Number 1. I also remember clearly that year, when I was seventeen, I became Commander of Warrior One. 312 years, it's been a long time! This year, I am 329 years old and no longer young. But before that responsibility on our shoulders was removed, we were really unwilling to go into the ground. ”

“Human life increases with the presence of spiritual power. Ten million spiritual powers allow a professional to live a hundred years without interference from outside forces. Once fixed to nine, spiritual power exceeds 100,000. Two hundred years old will be easily reached. And now we're all over 300 years old. The life expectancy of mankind cannot last a thousand years like the demon gods. We are all at the end of our years. At most, there is about five years left to live. ”

The members of the Sergeant One Hunter Regiment listened quietly to the legendary strong man. He spoke plainly, as if he were describing something more than ordinary, but Dragon Haze, including Tsai, had a strong admiration in their eyes.

312 years of the Hunter League career also meant that the Demon God Meteor fought the Demon Nation for 312 years. What an accomplishment, and what a dedication. They've given their whole lives for all mankind!

"Over the years, we've been watching the growth of future generations, but unfortunately, we haven't found anyone who can succeed us. For more than 300 years, there have been amazing talents, but there has not been a good enough team. You must be Dragon Hao. ”

Chen Zidian's eyes fell on the dragon's morning.

“Yes, Senpai.” Dragon Hao morning salutes.

Chen Zi nodded. "Your father was a good man, unfortunately, he had a personality flaw. He was too lonely and the pattern was smaller. Focus entirely on your personal development. Though strong enough, he can't be a good team leader. ”

Of the seven members of the Sgt. No. 1 Hunter Regiment, they rarely talk about their families. Dragon Hao himself is just familiar with Tse and Han Yu, and he is not very clear about the origins of other partners. Of all the people, even Han Yu knows only a little more about what the Long Hao Chen family is learning.

At this time, when Chen Zibing, the legendary Daneng, recognized the strength of Dragon Hao Chen's father and gave him a strong enough four-word comment, the faces of all members of the Sergeant No. 1 Hunting Regiment were wonderful.

You know, Long Hao Chen is only a teenager. How old is his father? Can be regarded by legends as powerful, I'm afraid it's also the Ninth Strong. Knight Temple Nine Strong...

These are not ordinary people, Chen Zibing is just a simple phrase, they implicitly guessed who Long Haochen's father was. At one time, people couldn't help but look at each other in the face, but inside they were all on fire.

As a son, Long Hao Chen naturally can't comment on his father, just listen to Chen Ziwei. But he wouldn't argue that the legend could have spent more than 300 years for the Alliance, and how could his assessment not be acceptable?

Chen Zituan's deep gaze suddenly became stronger, and that pure and clear light gave the dragon a tremor from the depths of his soul.

“Heroes are born into destiny. The meditation is of its own accord. I met Xingyu a few years ago and he told me about you. For this reason, I followed your performance in the Demon Hunter League selection not too long ago. Very good. You're all good young people. And there is a glorious legacy. You young people are very good this time, but, no doubt, you are the most promising. I hope that one day you will be able to lead your team to take over our mission. ”

When Chen Zifeng said that, his voice was very sincere. For the seven members of the Sergeant One Hunter Regiment, they were in the mood for a blaze of bright light and flame as if they were ignited fireworks. Even Tse's face is a little excited.

“A real team must trust each other. There must be no separation. The first thing you need to do is get to know each other well. It's not about showcasing yourself, it's about letting your peers know your true strengths and potential. So that you don't make any detours in the development of your team. ”

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I feel a little tired these days, I'll adjust it myself. The plot is coming to an end. Next, Xiaolong's first official assignment is about to begin. The senior citizens will organize their thoughts and write better plots in return for their support. Here too, thank you for your generosity. Thank you very much.

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