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Chapter 2239 The war of capital!

"Fight? What to do? Use these small sampans of our Chiyun Fleet to collide the giant ships of the four major electoral emperors, or learn from the "Blood Alliance" group of brainless young men, kill an imperial elder in public and then join his entire organization? It's simply a mess!"

Wei Guanghui wanted to suck his son's two big mouths to make him wake up. After a pause, every wrinkle suddenly filled with a light of vigilance. "Wait, tell me honestly, you can't be this... a member of the Blood Alliance?"

"Absolutely not, the child is not so confused."

Wei Yuanjia hurriedly expressed his feelings to his father, "Even if your grandson Tianxiao, as far as the child knows, he has no connection with the Blood Alliance, but he has just joined another young officer alliance, the 'Wanying Club'."

"Hmph, young people today don't know how to serve their families and empires honestly, but they are all over the day when they are crazy about joining this and that organization, or they are sneaky, or they are brave but not scheming, they are simply not able to succeed and have more than enough trouble!"

Wei Guanghui glanced at him and said disdainfully, "In my opinion, let Tianxiao be taken away by the special investigation committee. It would be better to reflect on him for a few days. Anyway, the other party just used him as a bargaining chip, so he might not really dare to harm him. This time he suffered a little, and I think he could learn to restrain himself!"

"Father...this is a bad statement!"

Wei Yuanjia rarely confronted his father, looking like he was burning his boats. "The powerful and aristocrats in the central Star Sea treat our local cultivators so harshly. Buddhas have fire. We were born and died on the front line, fighting bloody battles for more than ten years, but they were in exchange for a basin of ice water and even prison. These people sat in the back all day long, pointing fingers and using us as cannon fodder and chess pieces. Now they have won a great victory and come out to grab the fruits of victory. Don't say that they are angry, even I and dozens of fellow Taoists from the small world can't bear it anymore!

"Although the power of the powerful and the clans is powerful, if all the fellow Taoists from the small world outside the empire can unite, they may not be able to fight with them. At least, they can regain what should belong to us!"

"No, everyone knows that hundreds of small boundaries can balance the dozens of powerful worlds in the center of the star sea, but hundreds of small boundaries are scattered in all parts of the empire, and they are more than tens of millions of light-years apart. Many small boundaries have hundreds of years of friction and conflicts, and they are controlled by the four major electoral families of emperors using the means of "dividing and governing them, provoking discord". It is a mess of sand that is uneven. How can they unite?"

Wei Guanghui sneered, "When the 'God of War' Lei Chenghu is here, perhaps with his prestige and the powerful combat power of the Thunder Fleet, he can first unite more than a dozen or dozens of small world powers.

"But you haven't heard the little bastard from the special investigation committee say that General Lei has been under house arrest. They don't know what means they are using to deal with it. I think it won't take too long to be completely obedient.

"At this moment, the third war zone is where there are no leaders and people are panicked. Even the Thunder Fleet cannot protect itself. Just because of the few sampans, a few broken guns, and even the giant gods' weapons, they only have two broken and broken cargoes. They want to be the first bird? Who would be foolish to die with us?"

Wei Yuanjia remained silent, but a firm and bizarre light appeared in his eyes.

Wei Guanghui was slightly stunned. Knowing that his son must have extremely important information, he hurriedly pulled his son into the command room, locked the door and sealed a layer of sound-insulating note array, then said in a deep voice: "What's the situation?"

Wei Yuanjia cleared his throat and tried his best to pretend to be calm, but his trembling voice still revealed his anxiousness and excitement: "My father, if I tell you, General Lei Chenghu is very likely to have escaped from the prison and return to the third war zone. He is summoning the Thunder Fleet and raising the battle flag of 'Respecting the Emperor to Respect the Rebellion'?"

"What... Emperor, to seek rebellion?"

Wei Guanghui was shocked, like a thunder roaring in his mind. He clearly had the powerful strength of the Nascent Soul realm, but for a moment he even forgot to control his pores, and his whole body was sweating like rain.

He grabbed his son's shoulder, his fingers embedded in his son's flesh like iron pliers, "Say, where did the news come from!"

This question makes a lot of sense.

The Chiyun Fleet is stationed at the edge of the Third War Zone, deep in the harshest star field. The stars here are like moody children, spraying the most violent radiation and spiritual magnetic ripples outward every second. There are thick interstellar dust like smoke covering the star field with a diameter of more than one billion kilometers, like a "wall of mist", which greatly interferes with the spiritual network signals transmitted from the outside world.

The resource planet No. 223 is like an isolated island. Even if it has a maximum power hyperspace communication base station, its contact with the outside world is still intermittent. Sometimes it cannot receive messages from the outside world for two or three days, and sometimes it is a piece of snowflakes or chaotic data when it receives.

Especially in the past half month, the 223 resource planet has entered a period of frequent geological activities, with various volcanic eruptions and super earthquakes one after another, greatly preventing the contact between the Chiyun Fleet and the Third War Zone General Command of the Thunder Fleet.

At least, the official channels controlled by Wei Guanghui and the Third War Zone General Command have been silent.

But now, the information from the official channel has not yet been heard, but his son has brought such a "gift" to make Wei Guanghui not suspicious?

"Don't doubt my father, my son's intelligence should be 80% credible."

Wei Yuanjia said mysteriously, "It was transmitted through the secret channel of the 'Wanjie Business Alliance'."

"Wanjie Business Alliance?"

Wei Guanghui frowned, "The one who has made great achievements in recent years has given us a large amount of low-interest loan in the first half of the year?"

"That's right! Young officer organizations such as the 'Blood Alliance' and 'Wan Yinghui Association' are just small fights with young people, but the Wanjie Business Alliance is different. Even my father may not know how powerful their power is. This organization represents the power of many local capitals in hundreds of small worlds outside the empire!"

Wei Yuanjia completely tore off his disguise and said desperately, "The most powerful force in the sea of ​​stars is spiritual energy, and a more powerful force than spiritual energy is capital! The war between the capital of the empire against the central capital of the empire has begun in full swing. With the connection between the merchant alliance of the world, we are no longer a mess of sand that can be bullied, but can truly gather the power of hundreds of small worlds together, and then lead by trustworthy strong men like General Lei Chenghu and... higher-level big men, we will definitely win!"

Unlike his son's slightly anxious mood, after hearing this, Wei Guanghui calmed down and stared at his son and said, "Good boy, it seems that you have done a lot of big things on my back over the years. I am so old that I know nothing!"

Wei Yuanjia choked, but raised his chest and looked up, looking at his father without any permission, and shouted: "The child has no selfishness. Everything he did is for the Chiyun Realm and the Wei family. The reason why he did not tell his father was for the safety of his father. If the matter was exposed, the child would bear all the blame, and the child would bear the knife to death!

"Anyway, our Wei family is a dignified family of immortal cultivation. We should all be high-ranking immortal cultivators who call the wind and rain! When we were born, we were destined to dominate the starry sky, be domineering, and do something big, not to swallow our anger and be a dog! What's more, now we can't even ask for it as a dog, and we have reached the point of "people are the slaughter, and I am the fish"!

"Father, you are willing to die like a hairless dog for the rest of your life? Since the four electoral families do not give us a way to survive, let's fight with General Lei Chenghu! At worst, you will die, fight with the Holy Alliance for more than ten years, and fight hundreds of battles between all and big. Are you still afraid of death?"

Wei Guanghui did not scold his son for calling him a "haired dog". His face was as deep as water, and he frowned and thought deeply.

Thinking deeply like a rotten wooden statue for a long time, but the whole person seemed to be ten years old, and said in a hoarse voice: "Is the news that General Lei returns to the Thunder Fleet, is it accurate?"

“It should be exact.”

Wei Yuanjia hesitated for a moment and said, "To be honest, father, it's not our Chiyun Fleet now. It is very likely that all the fleets in the Third War Zone are in agitation. Even some brothers who have been born and died with General Lei are ready to move. The opportunity must not be missed, and you will never come again!"

"I don't want 'should', and I don't want 'very likely'!"

Wei Guanghui said with a stern face, "Let's look again, you must find out whether General Lei has returned to the Thunder Fleet, and also find out what force is helping him escape from the control of the four electoral emperors' families!"

"yes!"

Wei Yuanjia heard his father's tone loose, and said overjoyed, "The child and the fellow Taoists from Wanjie Business Alliance, who are doing their best to open up the secret communication channel of the No. 233 Resource Planet to the Third War Zone Command, brought a newest super communication magic weapon. It is being set up and debugged, and the latest news will soon be heard.

"As for now, these people on the list..."

"so"

Wei Guanghui pondered for a moment and said, "You gather all the people on the list first, including Tianxiao, show them the list and tell them that they have been involved in a murderous disaster.

"If General Lei Chenghu has not returned, it is just a false news of Bai Gaoxing, then don't blame him for being cruel to his father. He can only tie all these people up in exchange for temporary breathing and then make a long-term plan.

"But if General Lei really comes back, these people will be the most elite suicide squad. Humph, I will let the little bastard of the Special Investigation Committee know what the consequences will be if he provokes a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage..."—

It's time for the college entrance examination again.

"Forty Thousand Years of Cultivation" has been written for more than two years. I wonder if there are any fellow Taoists who have followed them from high school and follow them all the way to the college entrance examination?
Chapter completed!
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