C283 The rest of the stuff i'll do

Xiao Lang did not want to court death, so he had all the Demon God Guards stay outside of his Cyan Robe City, and brought Dugu Wuyu and Qian Xun inside.

Yun Feiyang had indeed returned to the Cyan Robe City, and at this moment, there was an army of guards guarding the Cyan Robe City.

"I want to go in and see my foster father for the last time!"

A field officer led several hundred people to guard the city. Xiao Lang did not lose his reason, and silently stood at the city gate, waiting for the field officer to enter the Message.

Dugu Wuyu's body slightly trembled, while Qian Xun's face was gloomy. On the other hand, Xiao Lang's face was calm, calm to the point where even Qian Xun was afraid.

The field officer returned very quickly with the exact words that came from Zuo Jian: "His Majesty is currently at the Cyan Robe City. No one is allowed to frighten him, otherwise, he will be killed without question!"

Dugu Wuyu's face changed, but he still let out a helpless sigh. Within the city, who would dare to barge in recklessly?

Xiao Lang dared!

Without saying a word, Xiao Lang rushed into the city in a flash. His speed was so fast that the field officer and hundreds of soldiers did not even have time to react.

"How dare you! Take him down!"

Since he was able to become the commander of the Sword God Guard, he was obviously Zuo Jian's trusted aide. Seeing Xiao Lang rush in randomly, not only was he not angry, he was also secretly happy, he roared and brought hundreds of people to chase after Xiao Lang. When Dugu Wuyou and Qian Xun saw this, they became anxious and immediately chased after Xiao Lang.

"Yao Xie dares to disturb the emperor, quickly, someone come and take him down!"

Xiao Lang's speed was too fast, and the field officer's strength was too low to catch up to his. Countless Sword God Guard s rushed over from all directions. There were more and more of them but they were all ordinary soldiers, so how could their speed compare to Xiao Lang's War Sovereign Stage s?

"Father, I'm back!"

Xiao Lang's face was calm, his expression did not change at all, but his eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, he looked at the God of Army Palace, and his heart tightened, he did not believe that Dugu Xing was dead, and wanted to personally witness it.

"How dare you!" Yao Xie, you dare disturb the emperor's carriage? You are courting death! "

Three figures shot out from God of Army Palace, the one in front was dressed in white armor, with a tall stature and a two meter long halberd in his hand, who else could it be other than Zuo Jian?

Xiao Lang did not move but just stood there calmly, he coldly looked at Zuo Jian and said: I want to see my foster father, Zuo Jian move out of the way!

Zuo Jian flew out with two Battle-Kings and thought that Xiao Lang would make his move, but he did not expect him to. Yun Feiyang was currently in the God of Army Palace, so he could only make a move first and coldly said: "God of Army has already passed on.

Xiao Lang did not pay attention to Zuo Jian, he only looked at the God of Army Palace which was covered with white silk, and the Sword God Guard s which were covered by black cloth. Seeing that Zuo Jian and the two Battle-Kings were also tied up with black cloth, Xiao Lang knew that Dugu Xing might really be dead, but he still could not believe it when he did not personally look at Dugu Xing's body.

"Left deputy general, please inform His Majesty that this general wishes to see my foster father one last time!"

Xiao Lang emphasized his voice as he revealed his identity. He used his rank to suppress Zuo Jian, but Zuo Jian was a hussar general, a level higher officer oppressing a person to death.

Zuo Jian's expression changed, but he smiled coldly and shouted angrily, "This general will repeat again, His Majesty is inside. I request that Demon General retreat quickly, otherwise, this general will offend Your Majesty and take him down!"

Zuo Jian became the commander of the bodyguards for Zuo Jian and became more confident. If Xiao Lang dared to use his rank to suppress him, he would dare to use Yun Feiyang to suppress him.

Xiao Lang muttered to himself for a moment, then suddenly shouted from within the Profound Qi: "Your Majesty, General Fu Lun's adopted son, Yao Xie, requests to see my foster father one last time!"

His voice was loud and resonated throughout the entire God of Army Palace.

However —

But there was no reaction from inside, Zuo Jian immediately erupted in fury, the Profound Qi circled around and shouted: "Yao Xie offended Your Majesty, directly kill me!"

Zuo Jian did not even bother to attack, he just attacked with everything he had. Phantom images surrounded his back and he directly released Divine Soul Combat Arts, not giving Xiao Lang the chance to use 'Witchcraft'. The two Battle-Kings behind him also released their souls immediately. Yun Feiyang did not reply, and the Old Eunuch did not appear either. He obviously tacitly agreed to Zuo Jian destroying Xiao Lang, why would Zuo Jian let go of such a good opportunity?

Dugu Wuyu, me and Qian Xun never thought that Zuo Jian would attack them the moment he said that, and that the three of them would be using all their strength to attack him the moment he attacked.

The two of them had no way to save him, they could only grit their teeth and transformed into Profound Qi armor, and rushed towards Xiao Lang, in an attempt to help him withstand the attack.

Xiao Lang did not move, his expression did not even change, because he felt a shadow behind him, and his speed was even faster than Dugu Wuqing and Qian Xun.

Qingming had arrived!

Boom!

The three Divine Soul Combat Arts all struck one person and the powerful shock wave forced Dugu Wuyu and Qian Xun to retreat dozens of meters away. On the other hand, Zuo Jian and the two Battle-Kings were like kites with their strings cut, spitting blood as they retreated and landed heavily in the courtyard.

The main door of the God of Army Palace shook slightly, and outside the door stood a tall man completely covered in black armor. Such a strong attack, it was enough to kill me and Qian Xun, but it did not affect him in the slightest.

"Qingming and Yao Xie, come in!"

A stern voice came out, a trace of killing intent flashed past Qingming's eyes, but it was quickly concealed, and she brought Xiao Lang in, step by step.

The two of them had heavy footsteps, and the slower they walked, the heavier their footsteps felt.

Xiao Lang felt that this short distance was incredibly long, and that he would never be able to reach the end of it. After a long while, the two finally stepped into the great hall.

The two were extremely familiar with each other, but the difference was that there was no God of Army in white robes, only a man in a yellow robe with his hands behind his back, looking at the middle-aged man outside the window. Beside him was a hunchbacked Old Eunuch with a flattering smile on his face, and also … There was a black coffin in the middle of the hall.

The two of them did not look at Yun Feiyang, nor did they look at Old Eunuch, they stared straight at the coffin that was not sealed, and their bodies started to tremble, as they slowly walked towards it.

When he saw the bloodstained corpse inside the coffin, Xiao Lang weakly closed his eyes and fell onto the ground. He did not say a word, only clenching his fists tightly, his nails digging into his palms, causing fresh blood to flow out slowly from the gaps of his fingers.

Qing Ming closed his eyes and stood beside the coffin silently. There was no killing intent on his body, only grief and sorrow.

"Marshal Dugu serves the nation with all his might, but he did not expect to die in the end under the hands of a lowly person. I have already ordered for Marshal Dugu to be conferred the title of emperor's tutor and buried in the Royal Tomb!" Qing Ming and Yao Xie, grieve for the traitorous Jing Li who assassinated Marshal Dugu. We will definitely get someone to bring his head back as a sacrifice to Marshal Dugu's soul in heaven! "

Yun Feiyang turned his head, his eyes filled with grief, and let out a heavy sigh as he brought Old Eunuch out of the God of Army Palace.

Qing Ming and Xiao Lang did not get up to send them off. Their bodies did not move even a little, as if Yun Feiyang's words were fart. Qingming looked at Dugu Xing again, then grabbed the coffin's lid from the ground with one hand, and directly sealed it.

He did not want anyone to see Dugu Xing's face again, because they were not worthy.

Xiao Lang also opened his eyes. His face was completely calm, frighteningly calm, and his tone was as calm as water. He only said one sentence: "Lord Qing Ming, bring my foster father back to the Secret Sect. "I'll do it!"