Here, after the old leader of Laiyin State put down his communicator, he immediately gave orders to the captain of the guard beside him.
"Immediately notify the three war gods to come as soon as possible. It seems that if the Holy Son is to be invited back to Laiyin Kingdom this time, the three of them must join forces."
"Go down with the order, everyone break up camp and march!"
Soon, this Laiyin Kingdom border army, led by the old leader of Laiyin Kingdom, headed towards the no-man's land near the western border.
Although the old king also knew that this was a bit risky, in order to get the Holy Son.
He must give it a try.
At the same time, the front line in the Western Territory became lively due to the intrusion of many unknown persons.
But naturally, you can't just break into this important frontline area.
Therefore, the guards on the front line also began to chase and intercept these unknown people.
However, the other party's identity was a Tantra person, which also put the guards in a bit of a dilemma.
After all, Tantric Buddhism has a special status in the Western Regions, and generally adopts a strategy of appeasement.
After all, this is related to the stability of the Western Region!
At this time, a tall figure had already passed through the front line area and was about to approach the border.
But suddenly a patrol guard team appeared and stopped the figure directly.
"Who is here? He dares to trespass on the front lines..."
The leader of the team immediately shouted.
"Zi Tianxuan, the leader of Tianzang Tantric Sect, has important matters to go to no man's land. Please be accommodating..."
The figure directly handed over his hand, revealing his identity.
It is Zi Tianxuan.
After leaving Tianzang Tantric Sect, he chased Liu Ziqing all the way.
Liu Ziqing obviously expected that he would come after him, and tried every means to avoid him.
But he knew that Liu Ziqing's final destination was the Western Front.
"Tianzang Tantric Sect...Master..."
The squad leader's voice couldn't help but tremble.
After all, this is a big shot in Tantric rumors.
The other team members were also in awe.
"Master Zi, although we don't want to be disrespectful to you, the country has national laws and families have family rules. If you break through this western border, we will have a great responsibility."
"But given your status, you only need to type out a certificate and submit it!"
The squad leader said helplessly.
"Isn't this an emergency?"
"Don't worry, after I finish the work, I will naturally go to your Western Region Headquarters to submit the application."
"But today you must force me to go there. Human lives are at stake..."
The Zitian Sect is as proud as a cloud.
"What is it that makes Master Zi so anxious..."
The squad leader couldn't help but ask.
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"The most rare thing in life is a confidant and a beauty..."
"Back off!"
As soon as Zitianzong finished speaking, he immediately exuded a powerful aura like the God of War himself.
"This aura... Could it be that Master Zi is already the God of War!"
All the soldiers in the guard team were stunned for a moment, and they all knelt down on one knee with expressions of worship on their faces.
After all, those who can reach the realm of God of War will surely be the backbone of the country in the future.
It’s just that they are Chinese and have such roots!
After that, Zitianzong passed through the squad members, and the eyes of the squad members were not only admiration, but worship.
They also knew that if Zitian Sect went to the front line in person, there must be something big going on.
Of course, it's not just the Zitian Sect.
Other training guard teams in the Western Region also met many important people who they might not have met in this life.
And all these big shots gathered together at the same time, just for one person!
Two hours later.
Song Yiming, who was sitting cross-legged in the temporary camp, suddenly opened his eyes.
Because he had already heard violent noises in the distance.
Soon, a border army of nearly a thousand people came in force.
There are three land tanks in the front row clearing the way, and there are more than ten well-equipped armored vehicles in the rear row.
"The king is here!"
Commander Sanyi and other soldiers from the Western Region immediately formed a team to greet him.
After a while, the Laiyin Border Army stopped one kilometer away from the temporary camp.
Obviously, I still have some concerns.
However, the forward radar has reported that the Western Border Army has no ambush at all!
After a while, the chief guard next to the old leader of Laiyin Kingdom appeared.
"Your Majesty, please come over and have a chat."
Song Yiming, the captain of the guard, spoke very politely.
"I'll wait for him here. If he wants to talk, let him come over by himself."
Song Yiming spoke without moving.
"The old king is not in good health, please move over..."
The captain of the guard immediately responded.
"We've come here for more than ten kilometers, do we still have this little to go?"
"If you don't want to talk, then talk with a knife!"
Song Yiming responded simply and rudely.
The captain of the guard's face darkened and he could only reply.
Not much
After a while, the old king sat on the wheel and was pushed by the captain of the guard.
"You all should withdraw first..."
"This is a matter of the Holy Religion, so naturally it is up to me to talk about it myself!"
The old king directly signaled to Commander Sanyi and others in the temporary camp...??.
Soon, everyone evacuated from the temporary camp.
"You should also step back!"
The old king said to the captain of the guard.
"This person is very dangerous. I'm afraid he will treat you, the old king..."
The captain of the guard said worriedly.
"If he really wants my life, he won't wait for me to come here in person."
The old king's cloudy eyes seemed to see through everything and said.
If Song Yiming didn't really want to talk, why wait until now.
Only then did the captain of the guard retreat.
Soon, only Song Yiming and the old king were left in the temporary camp.
I saw the old monarch staggeringly getting up from his wheelchair, walking up to Song Yiming, bowing politely and saying, "I have met the Holy Son."
"Now I can confirm that you are really the Son of God!"
The old king's eyes kept wandering on Song Yiming's face.
That familiar smell of blood made him go a little crazy!
"Old King, please sit down."
Song Yiming first performed courtesy and then followed the path of military service.
The old king also sat back in the wheelchair, and then said directly, "As long as the Holy Son is willing to come back to Laiyin Kingdom with me, I will agree to it no matter what the conditions are."
"Are there any conditions? Including you as the head of the country?"
Song Yiming suddenly asked back.
The old monarch hesitated for a moment, but then smiled and said, "If the Holy Son is interested in the Lord, I will also be willing to abdicate in favor of someone worthy of the throne. If our Laiyin country has the Holy Son as the Lord, it will be an honor for the people."
"Our Laiyin Kingdom has had close contacts with the Holy Religion since ancient times."
“To this day in Laiyin Kingdom, the blood of the Holy Cult is still circulating…”
"Actually, the Holy Son is considered a Chinese, and he is also a member of our Laiyin country. We share the same clan and master."
"So, what do you think my purpose is for going back with you?"
Song Yiming asked when he saw that the old king was so straightforward.
"I want to live."
"I know that the blood of the Holy Son can prolong life and make people younger..."
The old king also got straight to the point.
For an old man who has run out of fuel and has enjoyed the life of an emperor for decades, what he wants now is actually very simple, that is, immortality.
"Simply put, you just want my blood?"
"Because you are a member of the Holy Religion, you understand!"
Song Yiming's words are concise and concise.
"Yes. But I know that drinking this holy blood once is not enough. It must be taken all year round."
"That's why I want to ask the Holy Son to follow me back to Laiyin Kingdom..."
"I guarantee that the Holy Son can enjoy treatment like a king in Laiyin Kingdom..."
The old monarch was not secretive.
"I can tell you that not everyone can withstand the power of the Holy Vein."
"And my blood has mutated..."
"Especially with a waning body like yours. I'm afraid even if I give you my blood, you may not be able to survive..."
Song Yiming said clearly.
After all, the notes of the last Holy Master recorded a summary of all the experimental data of the Holy Religion over the past few decades.
The probability that an ordinary person can accept the power of assimilation produced by the Holy Vein is one in a million.
In other words, only one in a million people may appear.
As for drinking blood to extend life, the probability is a little higher, it is at least one percent.
Relatively speaking, the probability is still very low!
"How will you know if you don't try?"
"I have no way out."
"I beg the Holy Son to follow me back..."
The old king held on to his last glimmer of hope, he had no choice.
"It's impossible for me to go back with you."
"You have only one choice now, and that is to withdraw your troops immediately and return to the border of your Laiyin Kingdom..."
"That's it for this negotiation!"
"This is my last advice!"
After Song Yiming figured out the old king's purpose, he also gave the answer.
"Is the Holy Son planning to have his own way?"
"After all, you are only one person now. If this is serious, even if the God of War comes in person, he may not be able to block the bombardment of this shell..."
The old king didn't expect that Song Yiming would refuse without thinking, and immediately his face dropped and he became a little angry.
"For me, this hail of bullets is just a daily occurrence..."
"One person kills an army, one person destroys an entire city, it's not like I haven't done it before..."
"If I really take action, it will be a bloody storm..."
As Song Yiming spoke, a breath of horror was released.
It can be said that it is domineering and the dragon awakens!
After hearing this, the old king was dumbfounded for a moment.
After all, there are only a handful of people in China who dare to say this!
This chapter has been completed!