"Fengzi, what's going on?" Wen Chou Chou couldn't help asking.
While asking, Wen Chou Chou couldn't help but look at Duan Yu who was heartbroken.
call!
Yue Feng took a deep breath and said in pain: "Master Moroye was killed by the Rakshasa clan."
Hearing this, the entire Central Army tent suddenly felt anger.
"What, Master Moroye..."
"Mad, these damn Rakshasa clans."
"Master Moroye, with compassion, the Rakshasa tribe actually started his actions..."
At this time, everyone in the Central Army tent was filled with righteous indignation, only Zhang Jiao stood in the corner with a weak expression and no emotional fluctuation.
As everyone was talking, Yue Feng stood there with an extremely ugly face.
No, I have let Mona go, and before leaving, Mona promised herself that she would dissuade her two brothers, so how could she talk to Kyushu?
Why do the Rakshasa tribe still do this?
Under doubt, Yue Feng couldn't help but murmur: "Have Mona not returned to the Rakshasa camp yet and bring the news?"
Swish!
Yue Feng's voice was very light, but everyone around him heard it. In an instant, everyone's eyes gathered on Yue Feng.
"Yue Feng, what did you say? Did you release that Mona?" Long Qianyu frowned and was the first to react and asked.
Yue Feng nodded.
At this moment, the entire Central Army tent exploded.
"Fengzi, you are so crazy. How could you let that woman go? She is the daughter of King Rakshasa."
"Yes, the Rakshasa tribe is cruel and easy to kill. If you let her go, wouldn't you let the tiger return to the mountain?"
"Zhengmaster Yue, you are confused."
Everyone complained about Yue Feng when they said one by one.
Ren Yingying was smart and wise, and vaguely guessed something, looking at Yue Feng and said, "Yue Feng, have you made any agreement with that Mona?"
call!
Yue Feng breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, "Yes, she promised to help me convince her brother to have a peace talk with our Jiuzhou Continent." As he said that, Yue Feng felt very relieved.
It's still Yingying understands me.
Hearing this, Ren Yingying nodded silently and frowned: "The Rakshasa tribe has a strong personality. Since I agree, I will definitely not lie to you. In this way, when Master Moroye was killed, Mona might not have gone back, or...."
As he said that, Ren Yingying subconsciously glanced at Duan Yu, and wanted to speak but stopped.
Ren Yingying really wanted to say that it might be that Moroye, the apprentice, lies, but if you say this, it will definitely cause a lot of conflicts. In addition, there is no evidence, so I resisted it.
In fact, when Duan Yu came back alone, Ren Yingying began to suspect him, but she could not find any clues.
What does Yingying mean? He is doubting the little master of Huasheng?
boom!
At this moment, a roar suddenly came from outside, and then there was a shout of killing that echoed through the world from afar to near.
Everyone was stunned!
"Not good!"
At this time, a soldier rushed in and shouted: "Master Yue, it's not good. The entire Luosha tribe's army has attacked and is here."
Mad!
When everyone heard this, they were extremely shocked and angry. They were thinking about how to avenge Master Moroye, but the Rakshasa tribe called him.
Yue Feng shouted with a cold face: "Hurry up, the whole army gathers and prepares to fight the enemy."
After the words came to an end, he quickly rushed out of the tent, and Wen Chou Chou and others quickly followed.
call!
When they got outside, the army quickly gathered and rushed out of the camp with Yue Feng. When they saw the scene in front of them, they were shocked and furious.
I saw a million troops of Rakshasa clans coming in a mighty manner. The leader was wearing black animal skin soft armor and holding a long bone sword in his hand. His murderous aura was the pride.
Behind Meng's pride is Mona.
Swish!
At this moment, Yue Feng stared at Mona and shouted: "Princess Mona, since you have reached an agreement with me, why do you want to go back on your word and let your tribe members kill Master Moroye?"
"I..." Mona's face turned red and she immediately decided: "I don't know about this..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Meng Ao.
"Yue Feng, you despicable and shameless villain." Meng's eyes were blood red, and he stared at Yue Feng tightly and shouted: "You despicable and shameless villain killed my brother first, and then bullied my little sister young and ignorant. Today, I will flatten your Jiuzhou camp, take your head, and avenge my brother!"
"Avenge your revenge!" The millions of Rakshasa army behind him responded in unison, shaking the mountains and rivers.
What's the thing?
Yue Feng frowned and looked at Meng Ao in surprise: "What did you say? I killed your brother?"
"Mad!" Sun Dasheng took a step forward and pointed at Meng Ao and cursed: "You idiot, why do you say Fengzi harmed your brother? Mad, we always say that our Jiuzhou Continent is insidious and despicable. I think you Rakshasa clan is not much better. We are ashamed of being able to take the blame for whatever abilities we can do."
After the words came, the soldiers of Jiuzhou behind him all responded.
"Yes, the Rakshasa tribe said we are cunning, but in fact, they are the best at slandering people."
“Brutal and ignorant…”
"I don't have to pay attention to what they said."
The rebuttals of the crowd kept coming, Meng Ao's face turned cold and ugly.
"Yue Feng!"
The next second, Meng Ao pointed at Yue Feng with a long bone knife and said angrily: "You can't escape the death of my brother. If you hadn't hurt him severely, he wouldn't have bleeded too much. Also, you lied to my little sister and said you could summon the dragon and wanted our Rakshasa clan to talk to you about it? I tell you, dream!"
As he said that, Meng Ao's face showed a bit of ferocity: "There is nothing to talk about to deal with people like you, but before the war begins, I can give you a meeting gift."
After the words came to an end, Meng Ao waved his hand.
Gululu...
I saw a Rakshasa warrior behind him, carrying a head with a long sword and throwing it into the open space between the two sides. It was Moroya's head.
Swish!
At this moment, nearly one million soldiers in the Jiuzhou Continent were all angry and burned in anger.
They saw that there were no more than a dozen wounds on Moroye's head, and they obviously suffered a fierce siege before their death, and both eyes were dug. Needless to think, it was the masterpiece of the Rakshasa tribe after the head was cut off.
A generation of Buddhist monks, who adhered to the will of Master Bodhidharma, guarded the Chaos Mountains and did so many things for the Jiuzhou Continent, but now they ended up in such a miserable end. Everyone present had blood-red eyes and extremely sad and angry.
Scratch and wipe!
There was anger flashing in Yue Feng's eyes, he clenched his fists, and his fingers crackled.
Sun Dasheng next to him was also angry.
Completely angry.
"Master!"
At this moment, Duan Yu's voice sounded in the crowd, and he was extremely angry and grief: "Rakshasa clan, I want to kill you, kill all of you." But Duan Yu did not rush out under howling.
Seeing the Rakshasa army coming, Duan Yu was filled with joy. He wanted both sides to suffer losses. How could he participate? He deliberately howled to arouse the anger of Yue Feng and others so that they could lose their minds.
"Soldiers!"
Sun Dasheng pulled out his two axes and howled loudly: "Kill me, kill me, for my home, for Master Moroye!" After the words, Sun Dasheng rushed into the army of Rakshasa like a tiger.