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Chapter 550 Chapter 551: Hua Ye's pinnacle of life

One month later, Hua Ye's injuries were mostly healed, and he left the treatment hospital and returned to the palace to recuperate.

Back in the palace, looking at the three thousand beauties in the harem, Hua Ye couldn't help but let out a long sigh, his expression extremely melancholy.

Once upon a time, he could spend three days and three nights in the harem and still be majestic, but now, seeing those scantily clad families posing in front of him, he couldn't feel any excitement.

At the beginning, he was still psychologically impulsive towards women, but physically there was no movement, but in the past month, he found that his desire for women was getting lower and lower.

On the contrary, for men, especially those who are white, thin-skinned and tender like Su Mali, the impulse is increasing day by day.

Even though Hua Ye's body was not very convenient this month, Su Mali was tortured by him so much that he couldn't bear to live.

Shaking his head with some disappointment, Hua Ye returned to the main hall, and then sat on the long-lost royal chair.

Not long after, a bloody soldier in armor rushed in and knelt down in front of Hua Ye.

"See my king!"

Hua Ye stared at the visitor for a moment, then raised his brows: "You are Kang Luo? I remember that you led the troops to attack Kesha and those whores? What's going on now? Lost?"

"The subordinates are incompetent, one hundred thousand troops were destroyed, and only three thousand remnants returned, but they failed to wipe out the opponent. Please punish me, my king!"

Kang Luo lowered his head in shame, and said with tears.

"There are only 50 of the 100 dead!" When Hua Ye heard this, he immediately sat up straight from the lazy sitting position, and looked at Kang Luo with a surprised expression, "How many of those stinky bastards died? , or [-] million?"

"Three, three..." Kang Luo's voice was a little trembling, he bowed his head and hesitated to speak.

"30? What the hell, you have 30 well-equipped super fighters, and you only killed [-] against those powerless women? Why did I spend so much resources training you! I am better than you at raising [-] pigs!" Hua Ye said angrily.

Kang Luo couldn't help shaking, gritted his teeth, and said in a very fast voice: "Return to my king, the enemies we killed were not 30, but 36!"

"How much! What the hell are you telling me!"

Hua Ye jumped up from the chair, his mouth grew wide, and he looked at Kang Luo in shock. He felt that he must have heard wrong just now.

"Three, thirty-six!" Conroe repeated.

"..."

Hua Ye looked at Kang Luo dully, unable to recover for a long time.

The atmosphere in the palace was particularly depressing, fine beads of sweat kept appearing from the top of Kang Luo's head, his body was trembling faintly, and even his teeth couldn't stop bumping.

"Dengdengdeng..."

Finally, Hua Ye recovered from his bewilderment, his expression was extremely calm, and he walked quickly to Kang Luo's side.

"My king, you..."

Before Kang Luo could finish speaking, Hua Ye directly pulled out the saber from his waist, and then slashed hard.

"Shh!"

"what!"

With a shrill scream, the veins on Kang Luo's forehead popped out, his expression was extremely ferocious, and he looked at his right arm that had been severed from the shoulder, his eyes filled with fear.

"Dang!"

"Say, what's going on? 36 people, for my army of [-], it's really capable."

Hua Ye threw Kang Luo's saber to the ground, wiped the blood on his hands, and said calmly.

Kang Luo clutched his bleeding shoulder, his face was pale, and he was sweating profusely, but he didn't even dare to cry out.

"Back, back to my king, when we attacked Tian, ​​Tianmu Xing, we met a man. The man's strength was terrifying. Entering our team alone was like a tiger entering a herd of sheep. We didn't parry at all. power." Conroe said.

"You mean he killed 10 of you by himself? Even if you are [-] pigs, he would kill you for days and nights alone? And wouldn't you fight back?"

"We fought back, but that person's individual combat ability is really terrifying, it is really difficult to deal with, and that person is very strange, once again we successfully killed him once through crowd tactics, we thought we could sit back and relax, but we didn't Thinking that after three or four days, that guy appeared again, as if he couldn't be killed!"

Speaking of this, Kang Luo's eyes were full of fear. The war during that time had completely frightened this battle-tested veteran. He never thought that one person's strength could be so strong.

It was not a human being at all, but a complete killing machine. Compared with him, Su Mali couldn't bear the title of slaughter god at all.

"The 36 enemy soldiers we killed were also killed during the three or four days' gap. Before that, that man alone set up an entire solid line of defense, making it impossible for us to invade at all."

"Then what about the cutting-edge weapons I gave you? Why don't you use them? Every time you fire a cannon, more than 36 people should be killed?" Hua Ye asked back.

"Speaking of this, it's even more weird. That day, there seemed to be a protective shield around Xingmu. Our shelling couldn't break through it at all. It was blocked at a place about 36 kilometers away from Xingtian's atmosphere. The [-] enemy soldiers were killed by us because they took the initiative to rush out of the protective shield in order to avenge that man, otherwise we might not be able to kill even one person."

Speaking of this, Kang Luo lowered his head in shame. Hundreds of thousands of well-equipped angel soldiers, not to mention a small planet, even a huge galaxy were easily conquered by him, but now...

It's hard to say.

This battle was definitely the worst failure of Conroe's life.

"Trash! What a waste!"

Incompetent and furious, Hua Ye kicked Kang Luo to the ground.

He didn't think Kang Luo was lying, because there was no need for it, and he also knew that all the results were due to Qin Mo's weird change.

As for this Qin Mo, Hua Ye can be said to be helpless now, he has no idea where the bottom line of the opponent's strength is, and if he makes a rash move, he doesn't know how heavy the loss will be.

Hua Ye bit his nails and paced back and forth, constantly thinking about strategies. He knew that the threat of Qin Mo must be eliminated as soon as possible. The longer he stayed, the greater the danger to himself.

Not to mention anything else, just relying on his terrifying single-soldier combat ability, if one day he sneaks into the palace secretly and destroys himself once, then it's okay?

Can someone in the entire Tiangong stop him?

"You go down first, a piece of trash, I'm upset when I see you."

Hua Ye waved his hand and said impatiently.

Kang Luo seemed to be pardoned, picked up the severed arm on the ground, thanked Hua Ye, turned around and ran away quickly.

"Ruoning, call 50 troops, no, call 100 million troops to the school grounds, and I want to march in person!" Hua Ye contacted Ruoning through a communicator.

"Yes!"

Soon, Hua Ye came to the school grounds. At this time, a large group of people had gathered below, densely packed and countless. If people with intensive phobia saw this scene, they would probably get sick and die on the spot.

Hua Ye stood on the podium, snapped his fingers, and a camera immediately captured his body, and then his wretched face appeared on the big screens in all directions of the school grounds.

"Everyone be quiet, I want to say a few words, first of all..."

Hua Ye was about to say something inspiring, when suddenly his brain seemed to shut down, his body trembled, and then he stood there motionless with a dull expression.

"My king? King Huaye?" Looking at his strange appearance, Ruoning couldn't help but whispered twice.

Seeing that Hua Ye was still unresponsive, Ruoning frowned and was about to step forward to pull him, but just halfway there, Hua Ye suddenly let out a strange cry.

"Yeah!"

Ruoning was taken aback, and immediately froze in place, while the soldiers below were also stunned and looked at each other when they heard the sound from the radio.

But this was just the beginning, and then Hua Ye's behavior became more and more bizarre.

"My hometown, eh, I live in this village!"

While singing the inexplicable lyrics, Hua Ye shook his head on the stage, left and right, as if he was dancing, but it was a bit nondescript.

"My king, what's the matter with you?"

"Oh! I'm the only one who rocks the most! Shake, shake, swing, swing!"

Hua Ye's music style changed, from the previous country atmosphere to rock and roll, and he twisted his waist and swayed his hips crazily while singing.

"My king!"

Seeing that Hua Ye was going too far, Ruoning was extremely anxious. This was a live broadcast of the whole process. Such an act was a shame to the majesty of the king. After speaking, she walked towards Hua Ye quickly, trying to stop his crazy behavior.

And Hua Ye seemed a little dissatisfied, so he simply took off his pants, flicked Ruoning's face, then pointed his big white buttocks at the camera, and took a few coquettish shots.

"Clap!"

"Come on, babies, shoot me!"

At this moment, Hua Ye's face was full of excitement and heroism, as if he had reached the pinnacle of his life.

In an instant, the audience was thunderous, and all the Tiangong soldiers were full of enthusiasm. They did not expect that their king would be so respectful and corporal. Using this pure and friendly method to motivate them really made them tearful.

Such a good man is hard to find in the world!

(End of this chapter)