I took out my cell phone and looked at it. It was a call from Mr. Tang!
Ling Hao's face changed slightly, and his heart felt inexplicably!
"Answer the phone!" Ling Hao glanced at the ruthless young man.
"Your Majesty, please, I'm not in a hurry!" the ruthless young master replied after shrugging his shoulders.
His mission in coming to the capital this time was to have a fair fight with the King of the West, and then trample the King under his feet in front of everyone, making the Kirin of the country a complete joke.
Therefore, he would naturally not engage in sneak attacks, otherwise he would not have to fight against the Western King with such fanfare!
"Mr. Tang!" Ling Hao greeted after answering the phone.
"King Xi, are you in the capital?" Mr. Tang's voice came from the microphone.
"Yes!" Ling Hao responded.
"There's something going on over there in the north. If it's convenient for you, come over right away!" Mr. Tang's voice was slightly urgent.
After a brief pause, he added: "Both the Great Elder and I are not in the capital, and it is difficult to get away and make it there now."
"Something happened to Mourinho?" Ling Hao frowned.
He called Mu Yaotian this morning, but the other party didn't answer. He estimated that Mourinho was busy, so he didn't take it seriously.
Now when Mr. Tang says this, I’m afraid something is wrong!
"Yes!" Tang Long responded on the phone: "I just got the news that talks between Mourinho and Snow Eagle Nation collapsed, and a small-scale conflict broke out between the two sides. Hundreds of people were killed and injured by the Northern Army."
"Huh?!" Ling Hao frowned: "What about Mourinho?"
"The First Commander-in-Chief of the Snow Eagle War Department took Marshal Mu to their border military camp, and at the same time made some shameless demands. He must be agreed by Daxia before he can be released!" Mr. Tang continued.
"What a coward!" Ling Hao frowned again: "Where is Shuai Liang?"
"He is injured!" Mr. Tang responded in a deep voice: "It is said that Snow Eagle Kingdom brought two emperor-level experts this time, and Liang Shuai is no match for him!"
"Damn it!" A cold feeling spread from Ling Hao's body.
After a brief pause, he continued: "I'll be there right away. Mr. Tang, please inform the Northern Army not to act rashly for the time being. We'll talk about everything after I arrive!"
"Okay!" Mr. Tang hung up the phone after finishing speaking.
"If the King of the West has something urgent, you can go and deal with it first, and we will make an appointment at another time!" Young Master Wu Qing noticed the strangeness in Ling Hao.
"No need!" Ling Hao put away his phone and said again: "Don't worry about these few dozen seconds!"
"Haha, King Xi is too conceited!" Upon hearing Ling Hao's words, a flash of anger flashed in the eyes of the ruthless young master.
Tens of seconds?
The implication is that one move can kill you!
This is an insult to him!
As one of the eight arrogant ancient martial arts, he has never been so despised by others. How intolerable is this!
"Let's take action!" After taking a deep breath, the ruthless young master took the lead.
He took a few steps, his wrists continued to turn, and the sword in his hand drew countless sharp sword lights in the void, filling the entire void in an instant.
"Tai Chi is ruthless!"
As his low voice fell, the sword light in the void immediately condensed into a phantom Tai Chi pattern, and a destructive aura emitted from all around.
