Ode to the Dragon

"Are you the new dragon spirit God?"

Wu Zhenguo stood up with his hands in the back, his body erect, and his two deep eyes after many vicissitudes were staring at Chu Feng.

The invisible majesty that lingers on the body makes the soldiers around tremble.

"Chu Tianxiong has a good eye. You are really brave and have backbone."

"For more than 300 years, you are the first person who dares to move the Wu family in Pingxi palace in Northwest China."

Wu Zhenguo said coldly, hiding needles in his words.

At first, he called himself "chutianxiong" to show that he was the king of Pingxi who was equal to the king of Chu.

Then he threw out the 300 year history of Wu family and warned Chu Feng not to be too arrogant.

The people on the scene couldn't hear the mystery of this, and they pinched a cold sweat one after another, and their hearts trembled -

Chu Feng's face remained unchanged, and faintly dropped a sentence: "you're not bad, too. You're coming here so soon to collect your son's body."

At the corner of Wuzhen country's mouth, Chu Feng drew out the green sword at his waist, put his two fingers together and brushed the edge of the sword. His action was slow, but it flashed through the cold light -

"do you have any last words?"

Wu Yinglong's body was cold in an instant.

All the people at the scene were even more stupefied -

did Chu Feng really want to kill his son in front of King Pingxi?

This -

how arrogant!

I didn't pay attention to the king of Pingxi!

"Wanton, my master is the" king of Pingxi "bestowed by the former Emperor. Three hundred years after the Wu family, he was a supreme minister, commanding three million people in Northwest China."

Before Wu Zhenguo could make a sound, a man behind him, dressed in Tang costume and waving a feather fan, who looked like a man of immortality, came forward and scolded Chu Feng: "even if you are the Dragon Spirit army God appointed by the king of Chu, commanding the troops of the west, you should understand the order of dignity and inferiority at least?"

"Don't say it's you. Even the king of Chu in Yanjing is on an equal footing with my master. Who are you

Wu Zhenguo half squinted, as if a tacit gesture.

Chen Fengxing glares angrily. Just as he is about to draw his sword, he is stopped by Chu Feng.

He glanced at the man in Tang Dynasty, "who are you?"

"I'm Tang Hao, the chief counselor of Pingxi palace, and the first lawyer in Northwest China. That's me." "I advise you to release our little prince immediately and apologize to the king of Pingxi for your rude behavior just now. Otherwise, I will send a public message to yanjingwen academy, not to mention you, even chutianxiong can't protect you --"

boom!

The voice did not fall, Chu wind five fingers fall.

Tang Hao's bones suddenly burst into a pea like sound, crackling and cracking. He fell to the ground with only a howl.

"Just a slave, dare to talk in front of the general? I'm talking to your master. When is your turn to interrupt? "

Chu Feng coldly dropped a sentence, and all the soldiers at the scene took a breath of cold air.

Wu Zhenguo's eyes leaped fiercely, and his old face was gloomy and flickering. "You have seed. In front of me, you have abandoned the first counselor of my palace."

Chu Feng waved his hand and didn't care. "I still have people who haven't killed me. Is Pingxi King interested in watching?"

"Dad, help me, I don't want to die, Dad!" Wu Yinglong was so scared that he held Wu Zhenguo's big leg and cried for his father and mother.

Wu Zhenguo kicked Wu Yinglong far away. He hated that iron was not steel.

This rebellious son is really a disgrace to the Wu family.