Invincible

Chapter 3105: why are you crying?

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As soon as Huang Xiaolong opened his eyes, he saw Xiao Feng standing outside the formation with a face that looked both crying and smiling. "Heaven" Lai "Novel"

"Deacon Xiao Feng, did I pass the examination?" Huang Xiaolong asked calmly.

Hearing Huang Xiaolong call himself Deacon Xiao Feng, Xiao Feng was so frightened that his legs softened completely. He was so frightened that he knelt down and cried: "His Royal Highness, you have passed the test, you have completely passed the test!"

Huang Xiaolong calls him Lord Deacon. Doesn’t this cost his life

Huang Xiaolong's face was indifferent: "Since I passed the exam, it's a happy thing. Why are you crying?"

Xiao Feng's whole body trembled, and his crying suddenly stopped, with a look of fear on his face: "The villain deserves to die, the villain deserves to die! Your Highness, the Holy Son, please forgive me, I am so happy, yes, yes, I am so happy!"

"It's hard for you." Huang Xiaolong said calmly, but he meant something.

When Xiao Feng heard this, he wanted to cry loudly and beg Huang Xiaolong to let him go, but he thought that Huang Xiaolong had just passed the exam and was happy, so he did not dare to cry.

Huang Xiaolong ignored Xiao Feng and walked straight to the entrance of the assessment hall.

At this time, the door to the assessment hall was closed.

Xiao Feng didn't dare to stand up when he saw this, so he quickly crawled and followed Huang Xiaolong.

"Your Highness the Holy Son, please open the door for you!" Xiao Feng crawled behind and said eagerly to please.

"No need, I don't dare bother Deacon Xiao Feng with this kind of thing." Huang Xiaolong said. After speaking, he grabbed the door and opened it to both sides.

Since it was noon, when he opened it, the bright sunlight from outside shone in and reflected on Huang Xiaolong's face.

Sun Huage, Liu Cheng and others who were waiting outside the gate suddenly heard the gate open. When they looked around, they saw a strange and handsome face with eyes as deep as the stars in the sky.

Sun Huage, Liu Cheng couldn't help but be startled.

They thought it would be Xiao Feng who opened the door.

Soon, Sun Huage reacted and was so frightened that he knelt down on one knee towards Huang Xiaolong.

"Sun Huage, the deacon of the Law Enforcement Hall of the Holy Gate Headquarters, has met His Royal Highness the Holy Son!"

"Sacred Sect Biluo Altar Master Liu Cheng comes to see His Highness the Holy Son!"

"Li Junlong, the senior deacon of the Biluo Altar of the Holy Sect, bows to His Royal Highness the Holy Son!"

After Sun Huage, Liu Cheng, Li Junlong and others knelt down one after another, but unlike Sun Huage, Liu Cheng and others knelt down.

In the courtyard, he knelt on the ground.

Only one person stood.

I saw Song Shaokang looking at Huang Xiaolong in fear and fear, his face pale and without any blood, as if he forgot to salute for a moment out of fear.

Before Huang Xiaolong opened the door, Song Shaokang sent a message to several deacons in the courtyard to find out who was being assessed, but when it came to the Holy Sect and the Son, these deacons did not dare to talk more, so Song Shaokang He was not sure that it was Huang Xiaolong who was in the hall.

At the last moment, he was still holding on to hope and fantasy, thinking that the person inside might not be Huang Xiaolong.

Huang Xiaolong saw Song Shaokang standing there in fear and did not kneel down to salute. He smiled coldly. He had received many memories of Wan Zhuoyuan, so he knew the rules of the Holy Sect very clearly.

At the Holy Sect, the rules are strict. Except for the elders of the Holy Sect, everyone else who sees the Holy Son of the Holy Sect must kneel down to him and call him His Highness.

Some have to kneel on one knee, and some have to kneel on both knees.

Even Liu Cheng, the leader of the altar, had to kneel down on his knees, and ordinary disciples like Song Shaokang had to kneel down to salute him.

Song Shaokang is not kneeling now. He accused Song Shaokang of this crime, which is enough for Song Shaokang to drink a pot.

Sun Huage and Liu Cheng also noticed Song Shaokang who was still standing there at this time. Their expressions changed. Especially Liu Cheng couldn't help but panic. If the Holy Son angered the entire Biluo altar because of this, he, the leader of the altar, All will be punished by headquarters.

However, just when Liu Cheng was about to scold Song Shaokang, Huang Xiaolong said: "Song Shaokang, are you surprised to see me? Are you not happy to see that I passed the exam? Deacon Xiao Feng was so happy that he cried just now."

Sun Huage, Liu Cheng and others all looked at Xiao Feng who was kneeling behind Huang Xiaolong.

Although Liu Cheng and others did not know the specific affairs between Huang Xiaolong and Song Shaokang and Xiao Feng, how could they not hear that Huang Xiaolong's tone was unkind to Song Shaokang and Xiao Feng!

This Xiao Feng!

Liu Cheng stared at Xiao Feng with cold eyes.

Xiao Feng was so frightened by Liu Cheng's stare that his heart shrank and his face turned gray.

"How outrageous! Song Shaokang, when you see His Highness the Holy Son, you don't even kneel down to salute!" At this time, Sun Huage turned to Song Shaokang and shouted angrily.

Sun Huage was originally a Supreme Seventh-Level One. With this drink, the power of the Seventh-Level Supreme One was released. The power was as vast as the sea, and Song Shaokang almost suffocated.

"Song Shaokang kowtows to His Royal Highness the Holy Son!" Song Shaokang didn't dare to hesitate at all. He knelt down in panic and kowtowed to Huang Xiaolong.

At this time, Huang Xiaolong said calmly: "Xiao Feng, Song Shaokang, kneel down, others get up."

Sun Huage, Liu Cheng, and Li Junlong responded respectfully and stood up.

Xiao Feng and Song Shaokang looked ashen.

Especially Song Shaokang, with his fists clenched, murderous intent flashed through his heart.

Sensing Song Shaokang's instant murderous intention, Huang Xiaolong sneered: "Song Shaokang, do you want to kill me?"

Sun Huage, Liu Cheng, and Li Junlong all stared at Song Shaokang with burning eyes. Song Shaokang felt as if their eyes could incinerate him.

"Song Shaokang doesn't dare!" Song Shaokang lowered his head in panic.

Huang Xiaolong smiled coldly and said nothing to Song Shaokang. He walked out of the yard and had plenty of time to play with Song Shaokang.

Sun Huage, Liu Cheng, and Li Junlong quickly followed Huang Xiaolong out of the courtyard.

At this time, Jiutianmen Sect Master Du Youze and others were waiting anxiously a hundred meters away from the yard.

"I will dedicate the treasure in my Jiutianmen treasure house to the Holy Son later. The Holy Son will like it, right?" Du Youze, the leader of the Jiutianmen, thought to himself.

This treasure has been treasured by their Jiutian Sect for hundreds of millions of years.

Wang Xun, the elder of Jiutianmen, Zhou Heng, the supreme elder, and others also stood behind Du Youze, each with their own ideas.

As Du Youze and others waited eagerly, Huang Xiaolong, Sun Huage, Liu Cheng and others finally came out.

Seeing Huang Xiaolong, Du Youze, and Wang Rui walking in the front, they were fine, but Zhou Heng's face changed with fear, and he threw himself on the ground with a plop.

Jiutianmen Sect Master Du Youze, Beidou Sword Sect Master, Fenmie Valley Master and others were shocked when they saw Zhou Heng suddenly throw himself to the ground with a plop.

"Huang, Huang Xiaolong!" At this time, Zhou Heng trembled and lost his voice.

Huang Xiaolong!

Du Youze, Wang Xun and all the senior officials of Jiutianmen turned pale.

"Emperor Biluo Biliang bows to His Highness the Holy Son!"

"Wang Tian, the leader of the Beidou Sword Sect, comes to meet His Royal Highness the Holy Son!"

"Qin Zhixu, the master of Fenmie Valley, comes to see His Highness the Holy Son!"

Immediately after the Biluo Emperor, the Beidou Sword Sect leader, and the Fenmie Valley master, the Biluo Dynasty, the Beidou Sword Sect, all the powerful men from the Fenmie Valley, and the family heads in the capital, thousands of people prostrated on the ground.