God’s Tomb Mountain is far away!
"Is there something wrong with my eyes? Is that Wang Xiong?" Zhou Chi stared into the distance in surprise.
"It's Wang Xiong!" Zhou Tianyin also said in shock.
"He dared to scold the immortals? Why didn't the immortals crush him to death instead of letting him scold him? One of them was even scolded away?" Zhou Chi asked in surprise.
Everyone looked strange.
"Young master, you are already like the old master!" Wang Zhongquan laughed and said, "Let's go!"
"Bah!"
Wang Zhongquan rode a crane, one crane in the lead, and shot towards the top of the God's Tomb Mountain.
"Where has my son gone?" A bad thought flashed through the fourth prince's mind, and he flew away on the crane.
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Wang Xiong's words indeed sent Li Shenxian away.
The remaining giant light warmaster looked at Wang Xiong with a strange expression.
"Meow!" The little tiger in his arms called out to Warmaster Juguang, as if he was scolding Warmaster Juguang.
Juguang's expression suddenly changed, and his expression became solemn.
"Jumen, who asked you to bring the young master here? Also, what happened before?" Juguang Warmaster said in a deep voice.
Jumen did not dare to hide anything and described everything that had happened before to Warmaster Juguang.
Listening to the description of the giant light warmaster, and the giant tower on the side to fill the gap, the hair on the giant light warmaster's body stood up.
It was so dangerous, so dangerous. If Wang Xiong hadn't appeared, the little tiger would have died countless times.
"You bastard!" Warmaster Juguang kicked Jumen.
"Grandpa, I was wrong, I didn't know the identity of the young master! Grandpa, I am your grandson!" Jumen immediately begged for mercy.
At this moment, Jumen knew that the little tiger was a member of the Ye He family. His intestines were already turning green with regret before, but now his intestines are turning purple with regret.
"Don't blame me, little master. It was all our fault before. Nothing will happen now. Wang Zun also misses me. Master, please go back with me!" Warmaster Juguang immediately looked at the little tiger.
The most fearful days these days are that if it weren't for Wang Xiong, he would have been eaten by many people. In the past few days, he has felt a deep sense of security from Wang Xiong. This sense of security makes the little tiger reluctant to leave Wang Xiong.
Seeing the little tiger's reluctance, Warmaster Juguang frowned slightly.
"Go back. You are a descendant of Ye He Fengtian. It is not safe to follow me. When I have the ability to protect myself in the future, you are welcome to be a guest in my house!" Wang Xiong looked at the little tiger and smiled.
"Meow!" The little tiger reluctantly nodded to Wang Xiong.
Then, the little tiger's little tongue actually licked Wang Xiong's palm.
Wang Xiong had a smile in his eyes, but the giant light war commander beside him frowned slightly. A mortal? It is not a good thing for the young master to be so close to him.
However, if it weren't for this mortal this time, the little tiger would have died, and Warmaster Juguang didn't say anything.
"Go!" Wang Xiong handed the little tiger to Warmaster Juguang.
The Great Light Warmaster immediately took it carefully.
"Meow!" The little tiger still refused to give up.
"Take care of yourself, see you again when we have the chance!" Wang Xiong smiled.
The Great Light Warmaster then looked at Wang Xiong with satisfaction. At least Wang Xiong did not make any unreasonable demands.
"The Giant Gate!" The Giant Light Warmaster said coldly.
"Grandpa, Grandpa, I know I was wrong! Grandpa, you can punish me however you want!" Jumen said bitterly.
"Huh, you know you're wrong? You know nothing! Punish you? I should punish you well. Huh, from today on, you will follow Wang Xiong and become his follower!" Warmaster Juguang pointed at Wang Xiong and said.
"Ah? What? Grandpa, I am your grandson!" Jumen suddenly exclaimed.
Let yourself be a follower to a person in the Qi Sea Realm? Are you kidding me
"I'm not bargaining with you. If you don't want to, I will break your legs and send them to Wang Zun for Wang Zun to deal with!" Juguang Warmaster said coldly.
"I, I...!" Jumen suddenly didn't know what to say.
"Hmph!" Warmaster Juguang ignored him, snorted coldly, and flicked his sleeves.
"Huh!" All the Jiao Hus were lifted up by the giant light warmaster.
"Boy, thank you very much this time. I will inform Wang Zun, and Wang Zun will thank you separately. Farewell!" Warmaster Juguang said to Wang Xiong.
Wang Xiong didn't hold back and just nodded.
The Great Light Warmaster waved out a white cloud, carrying himself and the Scorched Tigers instantly flying into the distance.
"Meow!" The little tiger looked at Wang Xiong reluctantly in the arms of the Juguang Warmaster.
Wang Xiong smiled slightly as he watched the little tiger leave.
"Grandpa, you can't leave me!" Jumen suddenly shouted.
But the Juguang Warmaster didn't pay any attention to it. The Juguang Warmaster left behind only the two tigers, Jumen and Juque, and flew away in the blink of an eye.
"No need to shout, your grandpa is also saving you!" Wang Xiong said to Jumen.
"Why save me?" Jumen asked in confusion.
"Follow me, and the king he calls you will not embarrass you, right?" Wang Xiong said with a smile.
"Uh!" Jumen's expression froze.
Jumen is not stupid, just one point is enough. Now Jumen is Wang Xiong's entourage, and Wang Xiong is the little tiger's savior. The King of the Tiger Clan will naturally not anger Wang Xiong's entourage. The Great Light Warmaster seems to be punishing the giant gate, but he is actually protecting the giant gate.
After thinking through everything, Jumen could only smile bitterly.
"Wang, Mr. Wang, by the way, thank you for your previous protection!" Jumen suddenly bowed to Wang Xiong.
When Li Shenxian wanted to kill the tigers before, Wang Xiong saved the lives of the tigers. This bow made Wang Xiong feel at ease.
"Then I'll have to thank you for your help for a while!" Wang Xiong nodded.
Wang Xiong did not reject the decision of Warmaster Juguang. After all, his current cultivation level was too weak and he needed a group of people to help him avenge his father.
"Yes, Mr. Wang, just call me Jumen!" Jumen said politely immediately.
Wang Xiong nodded.
"By the way, some time ago, when you were looking for a substitute, I arrested your subordinate, Juque...!" Wang Xiong thought for a while and said.
"What did Mr. Wang say? Juque can be Mr. Wang's mount. That is his blessing. If he disobeys, sir, tell me directly and I will whip him!" Jumen said politely.
Juque on the side said: "...!"
"Very good!" Wang Xiong nodded.
Juque: "...!"
Just when Wang Xiong and Jumen were deciding the fate of Juque, a crane chirped.
"Bah, bah, bah...!"
Under a series of cranes, Zhou Tianyin, the fourth prince, Wang Zhongquan and a group of subordinates all arrived at the top of the God's Tomb Mountain.
"Young Master!" Wang Zhongquan suddenly shouted ecstatically.
"My son!" The fourth prince jumped towards Ying Sheng's body in horror.
Hundred-headed crane riders arrived one after another, and a group of people instantly jumped off the crane and went to their own goals.
Wang Zhongquan and ten of his subordinates quickly rushed to Wang Xiong.
"Young Master, I came late to protect you. Please forgive me, Young Master!" Wang Zhongquan immediately knelt down on one knee and said.
"Young Master, forgive me!" All ten subordinates said respectfully.
Wang Xiong looked at Wang Zhongquan and the group of people, but he was moved in his heart.
Wang Xiong knew the situation of the Wang family very well. After his father's death, all the former servants and retainers were dispersed, and even the Wang family's peripheral families came to fight for power. Everyone thought that he was a fool. No one will be loyal to themselves.
Only Wang Zhongquan, one of his father's most trusted servants, has been working conscientiously and following him. Those ten subordinates are all Wang Zhongquan's people.
This time, the God's Tomb Mountain Range was in danger, and Wang Xiong was able to predict Wang Zhongquan's efforts. Naturally, I cherish such a loyal servant more and more.
"Mr. Wang, thank you so much for all these years in my family!" Wang Xiong personally helped Wang Zhongquan up.
Wang Zhongquan raised his head suddenly, feeling the respect in Wang Xiong's tone, and suddenly his nose felt sour, as if all his efforts over the years had paid off.
"The master said that the young master will one day be able to take charge of his own business. I've been waiting for you!" Wang Zhongquan wiped the moisture from his eyes and said excitedly.
"It is my father's blessing to have Mr. Wang follow me, it is the blessing of the Wang family, and it is the blessing of Wang Xiong. Mr. Wang, I have a clear idea now! From now on, everything is up to me, and I will avenge my father's revenge. !" Wang Xiong said solemnly.
revenge
When he heard about revenge, Wang Zhongquan's expression changed, as if he was afraid of something, but the next moment, Wang Zhong showed his full face and nodded fiercely.
"If you don't abandon me, Wang Xiong, I, Wang Xiong, will not treat you badly! Everyone, get up!" Wang Xiong said again.
"Yes, young master!" All the servants looked at Wang Xiong in surprise.
Because, at this moment, Wang Xiong and the dull Wang Xiong before seemed to have become two different people.
"Sister Tianyin!" Princess Qinghuan pounced on Zhou Tianyin.
Zhou Tianyin and Zhou Chi also hurried in with twenty subordinates.
"Ying Sheng is dead? How could it be?" Zhou Chi exclaimed with his eyes widened.
Zhou Tianyin had a bamboo hat covering his face and couldn't see his face clearly. He didn't pay attention to Ying Sheng at this moment, but grabbed Princess Qinghuan's hand.
"Qinghuan, just hope you're okay, otherwise, we won't know how to explain to your father!" Zhou Tianyin breathed softly.
"I, I'm fine, Wang Xiong is protecting me!" Princess Qinghuan looked at Wang Xiong not far away, her face slightly red.
Not far away, Wang Xiong also turned his head and looked at Zhou Tianyin, who was dressed in white gauze and a bamboo hat on his head. The white gauze hanging down from the bamboo hat made his face unclear.
Wang Xiong looked at Zhou Tianyin, and Zhou Tianyin also turned to look at Wang Xiong. The two looked at each other, as if they were about to say something.
"My son, my son, please don't die, my son~~~~~~!" Suddenly, the fourth prince's cry came from a distance.
"Boom!"
The seventy soldiers led by the Fourth Prince immediately drove away the surrounding wolves and protected the Fourth Prince in the center.
The fourth prince was holding Ying Sheng, who was covered in blood. A dagger was inserted between Ying Sheng's eyebrows, and he could no longer die. The fourth prince continued to pour Qi into Ying Sheng's body, but it was impossible for Ying Sheng to survive.
The fourth prince's sad voice immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Imperial grandson, Ying Sheng is dead? Who killed Ying Sheng
In the distance, when the fourth prince saw that Ying Sheng could not be saved, his whole expression changed. His face showed ferociousness and his eyes showed murderous intent.
The fourth prince whispered in the ear of Ying Sheng's corpse: "My son, you are the pride of your father. Your father will let your killer be buried with you! No matter who he is, I want him to die!"
The fourth prince's voice was very low, but this low voice gave everyone a chill.
Wang Zhongquan and other servants drew their swords and guarded Wang Xiong. The wolves were on alert, the giant gates and giant towers were on alert, and they all looked at the fourth prince not far away.
Before the fourth prince could stand up, the seventy Wuzong-level soldiers around him were already staring at Wang Xiong, with their hands on the hilts and hilts of their swords.
Gently, the fourth prince shifted his gaze from Ying Sheng's corpse, and looked at Wang Xiong not far away with a cold gaze.
"Wang Xiong, was it you who killed my son? Did you kill the grandson of the Great Qin Emperor?" There was a biting coldness in the fourth prince's voice.