Chapter 391

"Sakura!"

Gu Shun murmured, with tenderness and memory flashing in his eyes.

"Brother Shun." so does Mu Chunying.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Fang was very interested. He picked up Nangong Ling and glanced at Zhao Wanyue. The latter followed him away.

Suddenly, such a large area on the city gate was shrouded in the air of infatuation and resentment.

"Thank the patriarch for saving his life again."

Downstairs, Zhao Wanyue bowed to Zhao Fang.

"Get up. Take me to the old man."

Zhao Fang said faintly.

Zhao Wanyue nodded and stood up. She only looked at Zhao Fang occasionally, with a little bitterness and melancholy.

Far away.

Zhao Fang saw dozens of human figures in the abandoned corner.

In particular, seeing one of the old people with a bloody face, Zhao Fang's whole face was gloomy and burst into a towering evil spirit!

The evil spirit was so strong that Zhao Wanyue, who was closest to him, trembled as if she had been struck by lightning. When she looked at Zhao Fang, she was shocked, but at the same time, she was even more awed.

Even Nangong Ling, who was originally hanging on Zhao Fang and went to sleep sweetly, was awakened by this towering evil spirit and looked up at Zhao Fang blankly.

"Sorry!"

Zhao Fang looked apologetic.

Nangong Ling looked around and immediately understood the root of Zhao Fang's anger. He didn't speak, but his pretty face was slightly red and came down from Zhao Fang.

After all.

In front of so many familiar elders, she can't continue to hang on Zhao Fang.

"It's all right!" Zhao Fang took Nangong Ling's hand and smiled gently.

When Zhao Fang arrived, Zhao Zhengfeng and others noticed it at the same time.

One stood up and looked at the familiar and strange boy who was getting closer.

"Zhao Fang?"

"It's me, old man. You've suffered!"

Zhao Fang's eyes were slightly sour and knelt in front of Zhao Zhengfeng. His heart was full of guilt.

But I never thought that what happened in the Wuxing ruins would even affect the Zhao family in the wasteland and the whole flaming country.

"It's all over. It's good to see you!"

In contrast, the old man is rare and open-minded.

"Get up. Let me see your changes in the past half a year."

Zhao Zhengfeng pulled Zhao Fang up. His tired eyes were full of pride and joy when he looked at Zhao Fang.

"This is my grandson Zhao Zhengfeng!"

At this time——

Zhao Zhengfeng knelt down in front of Zhao Fang at the same time.

"Zhao Changfeng, Zhao Zhuo, met the patriarch!"

But the three elders are saluting Zhao Fang.

"You have suffered, too. Get up quickly."

"Thank you, patriarch!"

Both stood up with an excited face.

Zhao Fang glanced at them, and then saw Chu canghao, "Chu master!"

Chu canghao saw with his own eyes that Zhao put it on the gate and killed the snow leopard. He didn't despise this guy who is only his grandchildren, but paid great attention to it.

"Clan leader Zhao!" he hugged his fist slightly and showed a rare trace of respect in his expression.

Seeing this, Zhao Fang smiled and didn't say much.

"What is the relationship between these people and clan leader Zhao?"

After a little hesitation, Chu canghao gritted his teeth and asked.

As for the "these people" in his mouth, they refer to Zhao Yun and the Tenglong Legion.

"My subordinates!"

Although he had guessed in his heart, when he really said it from Zhao Fang's mouth, his expression was still a little shocked and shocked.

Zhao Yun and the Tenglong army just showed their fighting power. He could see clearly. The scene was so terrible!

Even the snow leopard legion, one of the four legions of the Empire, was crushed in front of them. It can be imagined how terrible the combat power of this team is.

i 'm afraid.

Even the real ace of the snow empire can't compare with it.

Zhao Fang, however, was just a boy from a tribe with a low status. Although he climbed up to the head of the Zhao clan by means, Chu canghao didn't care too much.

But at the moment, Zhao Fang's "my subordinates" overturned his view of Zhao Fang.

He boasted that he knew Zhao Fang and saw through Zhao Fang, but at this moment he realized how childish and ridiculous he would have this idea!

Not only did Chu canghao shake, but so did others.

They all looked at Zhao Fang with an incredible look, just like looking at a monster again.

"Is it necessary to exaggerate?"

Rao Shizhao Fang boasted of his thick skin. At the moment, he was embarrassed to see it. He touched his nose and said, "tell me what happened in the flame kingdom."

Hearing the speech, everyone was silent, and the color of hatred and pain reappeared on their faces.

"Let me tell you."

Elder Zhao Changfeng volunteered.

No one argued with him.

To tell the truth, every restatement is tantamount to re experiencing the destruction of the flame country, the collapse of the country and the separation of wives and children. This kind of pain is difficult to describe by words alone.

"Things have to start five months ago..."

What Zhao Changfeng said is similar to what Zhao Fang learned from Du Haisong.

however.

It's still a little different.

"Do you mean that before the snow empire sent troops to the flame country, the Mo nationality and Tianhe sword sect began to persecute all nationalities in the flame country?"

Zhao Fang's eyes are cold. The two families are old friends with him.

Among them, for the Mo nationality, he has a deep memory.

"It's not just verbal coercion. In the fourth month, he even sent a Tianjian elder to destroy our flaming country. If it weren't for the concerted efforts of all ethnic groups in our flaming country to resist, if it weren't for the colleagues of the artifact building, they would sacrifice their souls and blood at the cost of their lives. I'm afraid we would have been wiped out in that battle."

"Later, elder Tianjian was seriously injured and left. But he never appeared again. However, all ethnic groups knew that they were not such people who gave up, so they quietly sent the elite of all ethnic groups out of the flame country overnight. But the next day..."

Speaking of this, Zhao Changfeng's eyes showed great hatred, "all their bodies were returned. Their heads disappeared and their blood was drained. There was an ancient devil pattern on each of their backs. After the confirmation of the ancient Shun Pavilion Lord, we knew that it was the unique means of the eighth class Mo clan!"

"On that day, the whole flame country fell into extreme despair! Before long, the army of the snow empire came to the flame country..."

After hearing what the elder said, Zhao looked cold. He didn't expect that these two forces were so shameless, relying on the strong and bullying the weak, and cutting off the elite of all ethnic groups. This means is tantamount to copying the family and destroying the family.

You know.

Those elite are the hope of all ethnic groups in the future, but they are all damaged. Even if they are not dead, they are a little slim to reproduce the grand scene of that year.

"It's really good. Tianhe sword sect, Mo nationality, labor and capital haven't bothered you yet. You came up and died yourself."

Zhao Fang looked at the distance. At the moment, his heart was so strong that he could almost tear the sky and the earth!