The Human Emperor

“That's right! ”

Wang Xiao suddenly remembers one thing. If you kill three Li Wu generals, gain 5 Destiny Energy Points. So if you destroy the plan of the Little Beast King of Forest and change the second massive assassination of Minister Tang Wenwu, can you also get rewards for Destiny Energy and more?

Wang got agitated when he thought about it.

The enhancement of the "Bane of the Millions" halo is unlikely to be valuable, but by contrast, Destiny Energy Points are fundamental, and this is the most important.

“Don't know how many Destiny Energy Points will be rewarded this time surrounding Little Beast Forest King? The reward for killing three warlords, plus the final reward, makes this descent truly worth it! ”

Wang Zheng was delighted in his heart.

Whatever the final reward, Wang Chong can be sure that the final reward will certainly not be less than 10 Energy Points.

When Wang rushed down the mountain against Gao Xin Li people, he initially only wanted to strengthen his “Little Yin Yang Technique”, strengthen the "Optical Circle of the Enemy of the Millions", and stop the slaughter of Gao Xin Li people. Never thought of any reward for fate energy points.

It was an unexpected harvest!

“Ho!”

I was thinking, suddenly, there was a shocking, earth-shattering whistle in the temple of Buddhist temples:

“No, no! This guy is not the Little Beast King! —— ”

The wind whistled, shook the heavens and the earth, and the voices filled with anger and nowhere to vent instantly attracted the attention of all.

“It's Ma Zheng! ”

Miyaka Miyayuka was also shocked and looked back at the past. She had been in contact with Ma Yingyu for some time and knew something about them.

This operation doesn't care about anything, it only cares about the Godzilli Little Beast King.

“Don't those men have little beast lords in them? ”

Ayaka Miyayu was somewhat surprised.

The strong who can reach Xuan Wu Realm does not have a generalized generation. Those three people can persist under so many sieges for so long. None of them are the Little Beast Forest King?

If none of those three are Little Beast Forest Kings, where is Little Beast Forest King?

Is he not on the scene?

“You wait here, I'll go down! ”

Wang punched the light flashed in his eyes, holding the saddle next to him with his right hand, one turned over and immediately mounted his horse back. Drive! One pinch of legs, instant dust roll, riding dust, down the hill.

None of the master of Xuan Wu Realm is the King of the Little Beast Forest. No one else knows about this, but Wang Zhong is too clear.

tí dā dā!

How tall, greasy, dark as a dragon, the horse leaped past the broken walls of the Buddhist temple and landed inside the courtyard wall.

Datang's banned army is truly well trained, with some of them going out to hunt down the runaway elites and the other entering the courtyard walls to dispose of the bodies.

This is what Wang saw when he rushed in.

“Young Master Wang, these are your men, right? ”

In the broken walls, the cold-hearted, powerful banned martial artist raised his head, the first words he and Wang Zhang have spoken since the operation.

“Mmm.”

Wang punched nodded.

“Yes, these men are true warriors! ”

The forbidden martial arts commander showed a little respect in his eyes. After saying this, he took the horse and left the Buddhist temple.

Wang Chung sat on the back of the horse, his eyes flashed a hint of unexpected divinity. Soon, however, Wang Chung ignored these flawlessly. One turned around, Wang Chung descended from the horse's back and quickly walked to the heaviest spot in the previous battle.

Right in the center of the Buddhist temple, the earth is twisted like a hemp, a deep pit full of ground, residual walls, debris, bricks, everywhere.

And in the heart of this sore earth, the horses knelt on their knees, and the whole man seemed to have collapsed. The elite and insistent that Wang Chong had always felt on him seemed to disappear suddenly.

Around him, eagles, iron hands, evil wolves also bowed their heads and lost their souls.

The battle is over, and the three most powerful Goguryeo leaders have also died in their hands. But there is no king of the Beast Forest.

After 15 years of perseverance, several people felt that their beliefs had collapsed.

For more than a decade, of course, so many brothers died, suffered great shame, but in the end, the Little Beast King escaped.

The loss of the hearts of the four can be imagined.

How many more 15 years in your life? In this battle with the Little Beast King, their brothers eventually failed.

“Go! ”

Wang Chong's uncle Li Lin saw Wang rush over and sighed, revealing a hint of sympathy in his eyes. He didn't have much contact with these people, but he knew the name of the Little Beast King.

After all, at his age, we knew what happened back then.

Li Lin can more or less guess the name of King Xiao Lin and the reactions of these people. But there's nothing he can do about it.

“Let me do it. ”

Wang Chung said indifferently.

“Mmm.”

Li Lin patted Wang Chong's shoulder and turned away, leaving Wang Chong and Ma Xuan alone.

“Oh, give up so soon? ”

Wang rushed over and smiled.

None of the four people spoke, quietly, as if they had not heard Wang Chong. No one is in the mood to talk to Wang at this time.

“Ha ha, you don't think the Beast King really ran away, do you? ”

Wang Zheng stood in front of the four people haha laughed, there was no sad smell at all.

“Buzz!”

Four people shocked their hearts and looked up at Wang Chong.

“Prince Wang, what do you mean, the Little Beast King hasn't escaped. He used these three people in particular to get our attention. Running away on your own among the Goku Lee martial arts graduates? ”

Iron Hand was the one who said it. He was not stupid. He immediately hid what he had guessed from Wang Chong's words. For a moment, the eyes of the four rekindled a spark of hope.

“Hey, I didn't say that. This mountain is full of banned troops. Do you think the Little Beast King is that stupid? ”

Wang shook his head and directly denied Iron Hand's speculation.

A thoughtful and well-thought-out phrase, "King of Spies”, can come up with a "Buddhist Temple" such a plan, can take four months to improve, can spend a great deal of energy and hard work digging a secret tunnel to communicate inside and outside the walls of Jingshi city, at the same time harsh and spicy, dare to take Datang's Minister of Manchu Wenwu to open the knife...

How could someone like that be so shallow? It's really too simple to think of the famous Li Pi Wang.

“Master Wang, what do you mean? ”

The four of them looked at Wang Chong, and the hope that had just flared in their eyes suddenly faded again.

“Don't worry, he won't get away. ”

Wang Zhong smiled mysteriously and did not explain. Don't worry about the Little Beast Forest King, it is still imperative to finish the battle here.

“Speaking of which, it's about time we move over there, right? ”

Wang Chung raised his head and looked deep into the mountains, where a shocking shout of death sounded. Wang Chong was previously transferred through the army, and the ambushes buried finally came into play.

Surrounded by these tall beauties is a net that no matter where they flee, cannot escape.

More than a thousand high lines of elite are destined to be buried here long.

……

“I didn't expect… to fail! ”

Time pushed forward a little, when the fire of the bear burned in the temple of the Buddhist temple, far away, a mountain cloud panasonic, wrinkled, hands black an old husbandman, carrying a bundle of wood, wearing a bracelet, the eyes revealed a complex divine color.

His location is not far from the Buddhist temple, that is, he can accurately observe the Buddhist temple without being surrounded by the forbidden army of the court.

The night is dark, the night goes into the mountains like him, the day sells behind his back, everywhere in the Beijing master. There's nothing very rare about it.

“It is not too long to take revenge from a gentleman. That's what the Nakahara said. You'll see, you won't be happy for long! ”

The old man looked at the distance, did not try to warn, did not try to change anything, but turned around resolutely and decisively, pressed down the cupboard, and then walked down the hill with a bunch of dry wood behind him.

He walked slowly, freely, as if he were an ordinary man who could no longer be normal, cutting even two pieces of wood along the way, then circling around, and then descending freely from the mountains.

Take a break on the road, sip a sip, and continue on the road.

It was too early for the old man to use the secret tunnel beneath the walls of the capital city. Buddhist temples outside the city were discovered and wrapped with dumplings.

Everything is unsafe at this time.

Using that tunnel might expose your identity, which is too dangerous.

Behind the dry wood, the old man walked to the gate and sat down against the wall. By his side, other husbands have appeared, sitting on the floor like him.

When he saw this familiar face, a few of them greeted him kindly and even handed him a dry cigarette bag, asking him to smoke two bites.

They had seen him several times, both at the city gate and in the mountains, and they had a good impression of him.

The old chef smiled and rejected the chefs who had asked him to smoke in a very proficient Chinese language.

It's too early for Datang's gates to open until it gets close to dawn.

Nor is the old man in a hurry, where he hangs out in the crowd, not in a hurry or slow wait. The larger the number, the safer it will be for him.

With a relaxed mind, the old man even narrowed his eyes and took a nap.

After a long time, the gate opened and the old man shook his body, stood up from the ground, mixed up in the crowd and crossed the gate like everyone else.

It's too early to cross the gates and there aren't many pedestrians on the street. The old man finally stopped disguising himself and stepped up his footsteps, showing an age-inappropriate correction!

Across a street alley, the old man arrives at a secluded woodshed south of the city.

This is a secret stronghold in the capital master and his safe house, which even the people around him don't know.

The old man glanced around and found that no one was following him, and one of them flashed into the woodshed. The firewood room is empty, although nothing, but it is clean.

The old man quickly dropped the dry wood bundle, removed the fitting, and then opened a grey box in the corner of the woodshed.

Change your dirty clothes and put on a clean silk coat in the box. In a blink of an eye, the old man becomes an extraordinary silk merchant.

“Finally! ”

Until then, the old man was deeply relieved.