The Legend of the Dragon King

Chapter 1069: Angel Dou Laurel Jung-eun

This inheritance is not something that can be formed overnight. It is the precipitation of countless generations of ancestors that gives it such an underlying smell.

Behind a huge desk, sitting an old man, his back was still straight, although he seemed to have to be white. On your shoulders, three brilliant stars will shine, Admiral!

On the wall behind him hung a huge portrait of a man with a golden armor, with a giant sword in his hand, behind him, three pairs of white wings spread apart, each feather painted slim and real.

That's right, this side of the table, dealing with the official business, is the leader of the Southern Legion, the leader of the Legion, the contemporary chief of the Holy Angel family, a powerful generation throughout the Federation, the Angel Dou Laurel Jung-eun.

Le Jong-un has been in charge of the Southern Legion for more than 40 years, and the Southern Legion is like a piece of iron, which in a sense can be counted as a special force within the Federal Ministry.

The Southern Legion itself has a great deal of support, both human and financial. Thus, the Southern Legion is also the least dependent of all regiments on the Ministry. It is also difficult for the Ministry to place personnel in the Southern Legion. Because it would be collectively boycotted by the great families of the South.

Of the entire Douro federation, the southern region is the most traditional, less scientific and technological development than the central and western regions, but the strongest in financial terms. More than one fifth of the seats in the Federal Parliament belong to the great families of the South, as well as to the major political families.

The Federation, for its part, has not tried twice to improve its control over the Southern Legion, but it has never succeeded in so many years. It is because no one dares to offend the entire traditional class of the South. You know, they are an unnegligible force in the House of Representatives. In turn, these extended families need the support of the military behind them.

So the Southern Legion, in such a large context, has such a rich backdrop that there is nothing the military can do about it.

The head of the Southern Legion has always been in the hands of the Holy Angel family, one because the Holy Angel family is one of the most powerful of these traditional families, with the presence of the Super Douro hierarchy in almost all generations. The Holy Angel Martial Spirit is super-duro, but more powerful than the average super-duro. Not to mention the Holy Angel family.

It is also because the Grand Duke of the Holy Angel family is selfless and capable of fairness and justice. This is the decision of their martial souls, and if they cannot do so, it is simply impossible to cultivate the divine angel martial arts to a higher level.

Since Le Jong-un took over the Southern Legion 40 years ago, he has inspired precision and reduced the number of soldiers in the army, but greatly enhanced his personal strength. The fighting power of the Southern Legion is quite strong and well equipped, not less than that of the Central Legion, which reports directly to the Temple of War.

But these big families in the South are also very respectful, because with the Southern Legion, the children of these big families, even if they join the army, will only be in the Southern Legion, never reaching further. That is the balance that has been struck with the parliamentary side.

“Report!” There was a bright voice outside the door.

The corner of Le Zheng Eun's mouth pulled a little, don't ask him who he knew was coming. This is the only one who dares to scream so loudly outside his office door.

“Come on in. ”

The door opened, a strong figure appeared in the office, this dragon walked tiger steps, and just a few steps came to Le Zheng Eun's desk, standing upright, marching ceremony.

“General! ”

Le Zheng Eun looked up at the person in front of him and couldn't help but flash a little helplessness on his face. Standing in front of him, with a two-bar four-star rank on his shoulder, more than two meters tall, his shoulders were even wider, and the whole person stood there, like a mountain.

He looked rough and stubborn, in his eyes, as if there was always a flame beating. If you describe it in the most direct way, then the four words of Wehrmacht are the most appropriate. At least in the Southern Legion.

“Ginch, is the game over? Are we in the finals?” Le Jong-un asked. As for Simarkins, he also had no choice. With Simarkins' ability, he should have been a general a long time ago, but this is not the official material. He is arguably the most transferable member of the Southern Legion. From the initial Kingsguard, to later instructors, division leaders, and so on. Almost every job he does, he can screw it up.

The reason is simple: this guy is a martial arts nut, and he's not on the scale. People get hurt all the time. You know, the upper echelons of the Southern Legion are almost all of the southern great families. That's what I'm here to tell you!

Le Zheng En loved his bravery and did not know how much blame he had carried.

So when the Star Warfare Network, the analog system, emerged, the most exciting was the generals of the Southern Legion, because at last there was a place where the Wind Knife Demon could vent, and no more trouble for them.

Smarkins did make it to the top four in the competition. At one point, the Southern Legion cheered for him as well.

Smarkinchi actually gave a lot of credit to the Legion, but why bother more? So, under so many objections, he never became a general, he just hung up on the rank of colonel, and he didn't have much power.

“No, I lost.” Smarkins said.

With his eyebrows picked, Le Zheng Eun's face revealed a hint of surprise, "Lost? Who beat you? ”

Sima Kinch's face showed an irresistible excitement, "the captain of Zhengyu. General, I'm going to find him. I finally found the man I've been looking for. I'm here to quit with you. ”

“The man you're looking for? Are you saying?” Le Zheng Eun's eyes are bright and magnified, but his heart is hard to hide.

No one knows more about Smarkins than he does.

Sima Jinchi is now Lv89 Soul Douro, and he has actually reached Lv89 for 10 years. At the age of 39 this year, he had the strength to impact the seal Douro at the age of 29, and with his talent, he should not be able to become the seal Douro in any case.

However, when his soul strength rose to level 89, he was incapacitated. That's why Sima Kingchi fought so hard to cultivate, so hard to fight. Just hoping to find a breakthrough in the fight!

Unfortunately, against his will, no matter how hard he tried for 10 years, no breakthrough point could be found. Until he understood the knife's soul, he felt something wonderful in the spiritual world that seemed to guide him forward.

Le Zheng En is well aware that Sima Jinchi's Dragon Slash Knife Wushu is no longer under the sacred Angel Wushu in quality, and that under such hardship, this warrior has understood the knife soul. Once he enters the sealed Douro level, it must be a thousand miles a day, and his future is unlimited.

At this time, Simarkinci said he had found the person he was looking for, which was undoubtedly a chance to make a breakthrough. How can this not surprise Jong-un? Once it breaks through, Simarkins will surely become the greatest man in the world!

“When are you leaving?” Le Jong-un asked. He didn't try to leave Smarkins, one had no idea, the other was because no one could pull back the decision.

“I'm leaving right now. So let me ask you where he is. You must know that, right?” Smarkins asked eagerly.

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Finally home again. Don't say tough. It's been very smooth lately, and a lot of the later plots come to mind. Thank you for your continued support. Today has been a really tough year for me. I'm trying to keep track of our Tang Gan. Only you know how much you really have to bear. But because of you, I can!