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Chapter 8589 Reaction
North away from home.

Tianwan City.

In a luxurious house.

Bei Lilong sat on the chair, looking at the information in his hand.

"That's right, Bei Lihen has already lost the hearts of the people."

A smile appeared on Beililong's face.

Since Chuxue left, he hadn't smiled for a long time, and he always had a gloomy face, which made the maids who served him tremble with fear.

Fortunately, Beililong restrained his temper and was not as tyrannical as in the past. Not only did he not torture and kill those maids, but he appeared to be very polite.

This is also unavoidable.

Ever since Jianxia Pass was defeated and he fled back to Beili's home, most of his original prestige had been lost.

If he still doesn't make any changes, then he will be out of luck for the next seat of Prince Beili.

When he thought that the seat of the crown prince would fall into the hands of Bei Lihen, his heart felt as if it was being hacked by countless knives.

At the same time, thinking of Chuxue's betrayal, the strange eyes of those in the clan, etc., he wanted to kill in anger.

However, he forbears it.

Moreover, after returning to Tianwan City, he used various means to run on Bei Lihen, and successfully made Bei Lihen feel very disappointed.

In this way, he finally pulled Bei Lihen to the same starting line as him.

A cruel, cruel and tyrannical expression flashed in Beili Long's eyes.

"Come on, it's time for my revenge."

"Relying on others is worse than relying on yourself. When I complete my Vampire Demon Art training and I successfully enter the realm of a master, at that time, there will be retribution for resentment, revenge for revenge, and everything that is owed to me must be returned to me."

Beili Long thought to himself.

He stretched out his palm and clenched it into a fist again.

Feeling the surging internal force in his body, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He has already found the seed leading to the realm of a master, and then, as long as he works hard, he will almost certainly be able to cross this threshold.

After closing his eyes for a while, he opened them again.

At this time, hurried footsteps came from outside.

His confidant guard broke in panting.

"Master, something serious happened."

The confidant guard was a little slurred when speaking.

"What's the big deal? Take your time."

Bei Lilong raised his eyebrows, a haze flashed in his eyes, and then disappeared quickly.

If he had seen such a reckless subordinate at this moment, he might have slapped the guard and severely injured him to the ground.

However, at this time, he just casually mentioned something.

"Master, the lord and his allied forces were defeated in the battle of Sixiang City!" the personal guard gasped.

"You explain things clearly, a little bit."

Beililong's heart shook, but he still made a calm gesture.

Afterwards, the personal guard explained the latest information in detail.

"You go down."

After hearing this, Bei Lilong waved his hand to let the guards leave.

After the personal guard left, his calm face could no longer be maintained.

In the battle of Four Elephant City, Daqi actually dispatched Luo Fengtang, using a new type of firecracker, to defeat an allied army of [-] to [-] in the first battle, which can be called a classic battle where less wins more.

This classic battle that will be recorded in the annals of history is an honor for the winner, but it is a complete joke for the loser.

And then, the disappearance of Bei Litu was a huge change and blow to Bei Li's family.

Originally thriving, with a new look and a new atmosphere, Beili's home suddenly seemed to have had his spine removed, and he no longer had the courage to swallow like a tiger at the beginning.

"This is a crisis, but also an opportunity!"

"Whether my father will be able to come back is unclear, but I must take this opportunity to strengthen my power. It is best to get more than half of the votes in the elder meeting. In this way, the position of the son of the world will be secure."

"Once father can't come back, he will directly inherit the title of King Beili!"

Beililong cheered up, he stopped dormant and was ready to act.

……

"The world is shaking. As soon as my father makes a move, this problem is easily solved."

Luo Xingchen sat in a room in the Sheriff's Mansion, Duanmujin and Mo Anbai sat beside him.

Earlier, after the news reached Linze City, the prefect Chu Xiquan immediately found Luo Xingchen, invited all the respectable people in Linze City, and announced the news in public.

Knowing this latest news, Luo Xingchen and the others were naturally extremely happy.

This means that Daqi's crisis of destroying the country has been truly eliminated.

Then, next, Daqi will begin to enter the stage of counterattack.

"Over there in the capital, don't worry, what we have to worry about here is the people of the Persian religion."

Zhan Jing said in vain.

She can be said to hate the people of the Persian religion.

Xinyuehu, who pretended to be a master, has already suffered retribution.

However, at present her master, Ye Wumei, the real lord of the Golden Cicada Palace, has no whereabouts, life or death.

All of this is caused by Persian teachings.

Not to mention, in this catastrophe, how many familiar disciples and friends of Jin Chan Palace died unexpectedly.

"Don't worry, the Persians will be kicked out of the Central Plains by us sooner or later."

Luo Xingchen said.

At this point, he is very confident.

Persianism is a source of no water in the Central Plains. There are very few people who truly believe in Persianism. Relying solely on those people sent from the headquarters will not be able to achieve a big climate.

"The enemy has been defeated this time. Next, our goal will be Qixuanmen."

"But we can't directly kill Qixuanmen."

Luo Xingchen said.

"Young master, why can't you kill him? Are you worried about our lack of strength?"

Zhan Jingbai was puzzled.

"No, we have the ability to encircle and suppress Qixuanmen."

"But those people from the Persian Sect have great martial arts skills. It's better for them to stay in the Qixuanmen. At least we have a clear goal. If we destroy the Qixuanmen, they will be scattered outside and completely escape into the darkness. It’s a headache to take the opportunity to sabotage.”

Luo Xingchen explained.

Seeing Zhan Jingbai was still a little confused.

"Young Master, what you mean is, put a long line to catch big fish, don't be impatient, and when the time is right, when the people of the Persian Cult are all related to the Qixuanmen, we will take action again, so that we can try our best to destroy and attack the Persian Cult."

Mo Anbai explained for Luo Xingchen from the side.

"I listen to the young master's arrangement."

Zhan Jingbai nodded.

"Let's not talk about the Persian religion, let's talk about the battle of Sixiang City this time. I really want to know how they will react when the news spreads to the grasslands, Bozhou, and Beilijia this time."

Luo Xingchen smiled.

"This, the slave family can guess some."

Mo An Bai said.

"Tell me!"

"Jili Khan of the Great Mongolian Department is deep and ambitious. If he knew the news, he would pretend to be heroic, but in private, he would definitely smash things. I heard that his desk has been replaced with iron. It’s just that he smashed it too much, and even he himself feels distressed afterward.”

Mo An Bai said.

(End of this chapter)