Shenwu Battle Spirit

Chapter 444
Wanwu Mountain, hidden in the dense forest, is an open space, surrounded by Wu people in all directions, all with their heads down, their faces full of respect.

As for Zhang Wanzhong, Si Yun and a group of disciples in the middle, they all looked confused.

They didn't know what happened at all. The Wu people suddenly stopped doing anything to them, and they were respectful to them. Everything happened so suddenly and so weird!

However, they were very clear that all the changes came from Lin Hao alone.

Therefore, Zhang Wanzhong, Si Yun and others turned their questioning eyes to Lin Hao. They really wanted to hear Lin Hao explain what was going on.

After all, Lin Hao didn't say anything to them from the beginning until now, almost suffocating them to death.

Some disciples even began to suspect that Lin Hao was actually a spy of the Wu tribe, and was about to lure them into a trap, and then catch them all in one go, so they were always on guard against Lin Hao, and would strike immediately if something happened.

Lin Hao naturally sees everything in his eyes, and feels quite helpless in his heart. He is really not a spy, and he has not done anything to offend everyone!
"Tell me, what's going on." Si Yun waved her powder fist and said slowly word by word.

The corner of Lin Hao's mouth twitched. He absolutely believed that if he didn't say anything, Si Yun would definitely do something to him.

However, he was not worried that he would be injured by Si Yun, he was afraid that after Si Yun did something to him, the Wu people would run away and attack Si Yun in groups.

In desperation, Lin Hao gave a wry smile and explained: "The Wu people believe in the natural martial soul, and mine happens to be the thunder soul, so they regard me as the god of thunder, so they will obey my words."

"It's that simple?" Si Yunliu frowned, expressing her doubts.

The faces of Zhang Wanzhong and his disciples also had the three big characters of "don't believe it", obviously thinking that things would never be so simple.

Lin Hao was completely speechless. Finally, he spread his hands, released his Soul Thunder Martial Soul, and asked the Wu clansman, "What do you say, my name?"

"Thor!"

Tens of thousands of people, facing Lin Hao's question, answered in unanimous agreement. Although they didn't shout, the voices of tens of thousands of people were still shaking the sky and the earth.

Zhang Wanzhong, Si Yun and all the disciples were startled by the sudden answer, and they all cast suspicious glances at Lin Hao, feeling ashamed.

They could see that the respectful expression on the faces of the Wu people was definitely not fake, and the reverence and faith in the eyes of the Wu people could never be faked, especially the sincere answer, which made people have to believe it!

Zhang Wanzhong is the master of the sect, and he is very accurate in judging people and things, so he dares to conclude that Lin Hao is absolutely not lying!

"It seems that you didn't lie to us, you have really become a god in the hearts of Wu people!" Si Yun exclaimed in surprise, giving Lin Hao a thumbs up.

Lin Hao forcibly pursed his lips into a smile, and thought to himself: "Si Yun! The person who doubts me the most is you! The person who believed in me first is you! You change your face too quickly!"

"In this case, our crisis will be resolved, but 20 years later..." Zhang Wanzhong hesitated, his eyes full of worry and doubt.

Lin Hao told Zhang Wanzhong before that Si Yun passed away early 20 years later.

However, since Si Yun did not die this time, will Si Yun be resurrected 20 years later?
"Whether the secret realm of Wanjianmen is an illusion or connected with reality, we don't know, so we can only take one step at a time and cherish the present moment, hey~" Lin Hao sighed, his expression darkened a lot, I thought it would be great if Si Yun could be resurrected in reality, Zhang Deshuai would be very happy.

"Yeah, I can only take one step at a time, and you don't have to be sad, I am the one who died, not you!" Si Yun said with a big grin, and patted Zhang Wanzhong on the shoulder.

Zhang Wanzhong frowned and sighed helplessly. He knew that Si Yun was comforting him.

However, as Lin Hao said, no one knows whether the secret realm of Wanjianmen is connected with reality, so we can only take one step at a time and cherish the present moment.

"Don't you want to see what good fortune is?"

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit depressed, Lin Hao immediately changed the subject and turned his gaze to the distant Jianfeng.

To be honest, Lin Hao is really looking forward to what kind of divine thunder exists here.

The Wu people actually knew the divine thunder on Lin Hao. They must have seen the divine thunder here, otherwise they would not be able to accurately judge the aura of the divine thunder and regard Lin Hao as the god of thunder!
Zhang Wanzhong and Si Yun were successfully attracted by Lin Hao's topic. Both of them had looks of anticipation on their faces. It was obvious that they also wanted to see what good fortune was going on above Jianfeng!

It should be known that tens of thousands of Wu people have been entrenched since then, certainly not because it is called Wanwu Mountain, but because there is good fortune here!

To be able to attract such a powerful Wu tribe, presumably good luck must not be bad!

"We're leaving now!" Zhang Wanzhong said decisively, but when he was about to move forward, he was blocked by the Wu clan.

Obviously, without Lin Hao's words, no one can take another step forward.

Zhang Wanzhong was also quite helpless. Since he could not fight, he didn't want to continue the unnecessary death fight, so he stopped and turned his attention to Lin Hao.

Lin Hao shrugged and said with a smile, "What's the hurry? Your son will be here soon, aren't you going to see him before leaving?"

Si Yun, who was originally full of expectations for good fortune and wished to rush directly to Jianfeng, was taken aback when he heard the words, and then the excitement on his face dissipated, replaced by nervousness and shyness, and the whole person became a lot quieter, muttering softly: : "Let's wait a little longer, let's go together, be safe."

After Si Yun had spoken, Zhang Wanzhong was sure to obey, so he returned to his original place and waited quietly.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and when night fell, a huge monster in the distance galloped in the air.

Zhang Wanzhong stared wide-eyed, and the corners of his mouth twitched non-stop. Isn't it the gate of Wanjianmen who came?
Zhang Wanzhong finally understood why Lin Hao was confident that as long as he could delay the time, he would win the battle. It turned out that he had already issued an order to move the entire Wanjian Gate here!

Wanjianmen has 10,000+ disciples, facing tens of thousands of Wu people, they have the advantage of crushing!

Originally, Zhang Wanzhong was a little worried that the Wu tribe would suddenly counterattack, but now he was not worried at all. Seeing the giant sword that covered the sky slowly approaching, his heart was much more at ease.

At the same time, a figure was falling from the giant sword at an extremely fast speed, and then turned into a gust of wind, rushing towards Si Yun!

Lin Hao told Zhang Deshuai everything the moment the giant sword drove over.

Now Zhang Deshuai is looking forward to reuniting with his mother!

"Wait, are you my son?" Si Yun yelled in horror, hurriedly stopped Zhang Deshuai from a big hug, and said cautiously.

After all, Zhang Deshuai looked to be about the same age as Si Yun, and Si Yun couldn't believe that he had such a big son!
Pfft!

Lin Hao was the first to laugh out loud, looking at Zhang Deshuai who was stupefied, and said, "If it were me, and I said that I have such a big son, I would never believe it."

Hearing this, Zhang Deshuai immediately became anxious. After finally reuniting with his mother, his mother still doubted him. Oh heaven and earth, you are so unfair!
Just when Zhang Deshuai wanted to prove his identity, his eyes suddenly lit up, his cultivation base was running, his soul power was released, he summoned his Azure Dragon Bow martial soul, held it in his hand, and said with a smile: "Now, believe that I am your son Come on!"

"Son! You are really my son!" Si Yun exclaimed in surprise, then stomped her feet, threw herself into Zhang Deshuai's arms, and hugged Zhang Deshuai's waist tightly: "Son, you have suffered all these years."

"Mom, I'm not bitter, I just miss you so much." Zhang Deshuai said incoherently, tears rolled down his cheeks one by one.

"Ahem, enough of you guys, hugging and hugging in public, how decent, let go! Let go! Are you going to let go? Let me say it for the last time, let go!"

Zhang Wanzhong stood between Zhang Deshuai and Si Yun, pulling them hard, especially looking at Zhang Deshuai, full of overwhelming anger.

The original scene of mixed joy and sorrow suddenly filled with a strong smell of vinegar. Whose vinegar jar was overturned, and it was still flying vinegar...

(End of this chapter)