Lord God Xiaoyao

Hell!

A round of dark moon, hanging in the sky.

The incomplete Mingyue exudes a hazy light, dispelling the darkness of the underworld.

The dark gray weeds on the ground were swaying slowly. Heavy boots stepped on the weeds, and a young man in black armor was striding over.

He looked handsome and handsome, with a golden line on his face, which not only did not affect his handsomeness, but made him look even more wicked and handsome.

Behind him, the blood-red cloak was constantly swaying with the wind. Standing next to him were generals and scribes, and in the distance was a guard in immobile armor.

Zhou Hao walked to the top of the mountain, and a strange stone that was three feet high in front of him was prominently on the top of the mountain. A black spot of light appeared under his feet, like a layer of stairs. Zhou Hao walked up the strange stone a few steps. .

Standing on the strange rock, Zhou Hao looked down the mountain, and a large camp in the distance clearly caught his eye.

Daying is like a lying beast, constantly devouring the Yin Qi from all directions, and layers of mist are rising around Daying, obscuring any sight of watching.

"Master!"

"The rebels are camping here, it seems they are trying to seize the Yinshan Mountain here and take the Yinshan Zhongxuanyin Mine, so that they can build weapons and armor," a middle-aged scribe stretched his hand to preach to the rebels.

"What do you think of Huaiyu?" Zhou Hao didn't answer the question, and asked a silent man beside him.

"Master Hou has a strategy in his heart, why do his subordinates speak more," Wang Yuhua slowly shook his head, saying not much at all, just didn't want to say more.

"The resentment in Huaiyu's heart still hasn't been relieved," Zhou Yu looked at Wang Huaiyu, his eyes filled with oppression, and his tone was flat.

"Precautions for Huaiyu, Yang Shi is grudges, when we die, we are no longer involved,"

"Why should Lord Hou deceive yourself and others," Wang Huaiyu sneered. He looked at Zhou Hao in front of him and preached in an unceremonious tone:

"Hou Ye was originally a son of the Zhou family in Yecheng. He was born with the Qianlong Grand Canal. He was a show off for the Qianlong of the Zhou family. He pretended to deceive the world by pretending to be a loyal minister and dutiful son. It was to kill Lord Hou,"

"If Lord Hou can let go of his grievances, when Wang Huaiyu is a three-year-old child,"

"Presumptuous!" Someone yelled at once, and Zhou Hao waved his hand. He stopped the group of attackers.

Zhou Hao's peaceful tone changed, but he still couldn't hear the joyous and angry sermon: "Hate!"

"This Hou did not have it,"

"Ben Hou was born with the Qianlong Grand Canal, and he is the son of Zhou's family. The Grand Canal was taken away, and his death disappeared. This is because Ben Hou's skills are not as good as people. What can I complain about."

"No matter how ancient times or today, how the world evolves, the winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit."

"Victory is victory, defeat is defeat,"

"Ru Huaiyu assisted Zhao Guangren, who rose in Yandi and was called Lord Yan Guo, and was defeated by the seventh brother of the Houhou and died."

"The seventh brother of Benhou wins upright. Why should he be like Zhao Guangren in his jade, complaining repeatedly about being like that woman? Such a rat still wants to rise again in the Netherworld, and he does not want to be in charge of the netherworld. Such a dragon-fighter,"

"Either he was imprisoned in one of the eighteenth hells, or he drank Meng Po Tang to send him reincarnation. That Zhao Guangren was just for his own use. The killings he made were not small. I am afraid that he cannot be reincarnated. He must be imprisoned in hell."

"Huaiyu was originally guilty. It was Benhou who saw the rebels everywhere. It was just when he was using people, he came to help Benhou to put down the rebels and make atonement."

"Thank you Lord Hou, then," Wang Huaiyu's tone was neither humble nor overbearing, but he also showed neither lukewarm nor lukewarmness, and said that he had no sympathy for Zhou Hao's actions by pointing at his nose.

"Huaiyu doesn't seem to understand the meaning of this lord,"

Zhou Hao patted Wang Huaiyu on the shoulder. He looked at the rebels in the distance, pointed his fingers at the rebels, and preached: "These rebels used to be reincarnated in the past. Each of them has its own individuality. There is unwillingness in his heart, either grievance or injustice."

"Three years ago, there was a great turmoil in the underworld. Many of the most sinful people escaped from **** and began to liaise with the four parties to instigate this generation, so that the rebels were everywhere, and it became a climate for a while, but the underworld is strong, and there is heaven as a backup. It will definitely be defeated."

"You say hate, but Benhou does not hate, but Benhou is unwilling to be defeated by the seventh brother."

"Now that Benhou is one step behind Seventh Brother, it does not mean that Benhou will always be behind,"

"Netherworld turmoil, this is the time when Ben Hou uses his military force. This rebel is the ration for the promotion of Ben Hou. One day, Ben Hou will be in charge of Netherworld, and he will enter the heavenly court from yin to yang, and the seventh brother will hunt in the heavenly court. "

"Would it be better than Huaiyu complaining all day long?"

"Master Hou ambitious," Wang Huaiyu was no longer calm, he showed a touch of emotion and praised the preaching.

"If you want to take charge of Youming, the rebels are rising in front of you. It is the time when Benhou rises. The Seventh Brother of Yangshi will dominate the north and have a great influence on Youming. This is the best time."

"Benhou's subordinates are short of talents, and it is Wang Zuozhi who needs Huaiyu to assist him,"

"Also please Huaiyu to help Benhou to complete this great cause together," Zhou Hao said solemnly.

"This," Wang Huaiyu couldn't help but hesitate, with a struggling look on his face. Although his heart moved, he still lacked a trace of heat.

"Don't Huaiyu want to defeat Seventh Brother once!" Zhou Hao's words sounded again, and his strong luck was already pressing against Wang Huaiyu.

Wang Huaiyu's standing upright luck could no longer hold it, and was instantly crushed.

Wang Huaiyu sighed, and he was more grateful to preach: "Hou's words are like nine days of thunder that awakened Huaiyu."

"Since I am not reconciled to ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, we will fight again in the future and defeat King Wei dignifiedly!"

"Chen Wang Huaiyu, pay homage to the lord!" Wang Huaiyu tidied his clothes, and bowed solemnly to Zhou Hao.

"Ben Hou has the jade to help each other like a fish in water, it's not a problem to make meritorious deeds," Zhou Hao did not hesitate to praise his words, his mouth repeatedly praised, but his heart was sighed.

To be able to subdue Wang Huaiyu, he relied on the greatness of the Yang Shimeng, otherwise his personality alone would be able to subdue Wang Huaiyu's talents.

He was limited to sighing, and his fighting spirit was not lost. Even if Zhou Lang became king, he had already unified the north, and his momentum was huge enough to affect You Ming.

But he is not half decadent, he is now a small tree growing next to the big tree Zhou Lang, and he wants Zhou Lang to shelter him from the wind and rain.

But one day, he will be able to grow into a towering tree, which in turn will shelter him from the wind and rain, and protect his opponent.

In this regard, Zhou Hao always firmly believed that he would be able to see Zhou Lang again.