Chapter 1822 Anyone who touches the scales will be killed
Feng Hao's words undoubtedly made many worried people completely reassured. However, the people of the Wuling clan and the Mangyan clan felt as if a big mountain was weighing on their hearts, and even breathing became a little difficult. , each and every one of them looked extremely ugly,
Although they were angry in their hearts, at this time, with Feng Hao's absolute strength, they were unable to give a strong rebuttal.
And everyone else knows that maybe the Wuling clan and the Mangyan clan will be defeated from now on...
On the high platform, the white-haired old man frowned again.
The Wuling clan and the Mangyan clan are definitely the most powerful races among the hundreds of clans. Their defeat also weakens the strength of the hundreds of clans.
This is something the old man doesn’t want to see,
However, after he looked directly at Feng Hao for a while, he knew that maybe even if he spoke, he would not be able to resolve this grudge.
"well……"
The old man sighed softly in his heart, but in the end he did not say anything to dissuade him.
He knew in his heart that since Feng Hao was able to resolve his hatred towards other races, but could not let go of these two races, it must be because these two races had done things that he could not forgive.
"That's just me. I don't have much ideals. However, if anyone dares to do something to the relatives I care about, then I will absolutely destroy them at all costs, no matter who they are or what race they are."
Speaking of this, Feng Hao's voice was full of killing and violence, and his eyes became extremely sharp, with murderous intent sweeping through them. It was like a cold wind from the Nine Nether Hell blowing through everyone's hearts.
He just wants everyone to know that his relatives are Ni Lin, and whoever dares to touch them will have to pay a heavy price.
The dragon has reverse scales. Anyone who touches it will be killed.
These words made Qiong Ling'er, Yan Qing and Xiao Qingmeng burst into tears and weep with joy.
They knew that Feng Hao didn't have much desire. He just wanted to protect the people he cared about, that's all.
However, people are unpredictable. Even at this moment, not many people believe that Feng Hao has no ambition. However, because of his words, many people have restrained their thoughts.
At this moment, Feng Hao stood proudly on the ring, looking down at the heroes, his aura overwhelming the entire audience, as if he was an invincible supreme being. Whenever his gaze passed, everyone lowered their heads and did not dare to interact with him. looking at each other,
After a while, some changes on his body slowly returned to normal. The scales on his arms retracted piece by piece, and the wings behind him also retracted.
After he stepped off the ring, Qiong Ling'er, Yan Qing, and Xiao Qingmeng immediately rushed up to him and threw themselves into his arms,
Seeing them crying, Feng Hao suddenly felt at a loss. His face lost the determination and indifference he had on the ring, replaced by panic and tenderness.
"Haha, what an interesting little guy."
On the high platform, looking at Feng Hao who was busy comforting the three girls, the white-haired old man stroked his white beard on his chin, with a faint smile on his lips.
As the master of the Baizu Pagoda, he has been walking outside over the years and has seen all kinds of people. They live for fame and profit. To this end, they can do whatever it takes.
However, it has never been seen before that someone like Feng Hao could comfort several women regardless of his own identity and image in public.
This shows that Feng Hao values love,
As for Feng Hao, no one in the human camp thought that he was weak or unsuitable to be a leader because of his panicked appearance. On the contrary, there was a warm current in their hearts.
This kind of leader is what they need,
"Oh, this guy still cares so little about his image. He has completely embarrassed my human race."
Long Yueguan pretended to have a helpless face and looked like he couldn't bear it, which made Xie Yandong and others couldn't help but feel happy.
This is the Feng Hao they know, and at the same time, only they know best that this is Feng Hao's true temperament. They think that in the new competition, when he was of low status, he was even able to offend Qingwu mother and daughter. He dares to do such crazy things in the Poison God's Mansion. It can be seen that in his heart, the status of his relatives is far above his own.
“Well done.”
The deep and rough voice of Xiao Qiuqiu resounded directly in Feng Hao's mind. Looking at the little beast that Qiong Ling'er had thrown on the ground, Feng Hao's mouth curved slightly,
After a while, the space became noisy again. Every arena was filled with fierce fighting, and dull sounds could be heard. Only the human race, but there was no movement.
Feng Hao, on the other hand, was playing with Qiong Ling'er and the three girls with a smile on his face. He didn't care at all about other people's surprised looks or the fights of other races.
For him, these are not important. What is important is that his relatives can be safe and happy.
After a day and a half, this time the competition of hundreds of races has come to an end. The final result is naturally that the human race has entered the top ten, but the other rankings have not changed much, and the fluctuations are only small. Just one or two rankings,
This made many people sigh. The cowardly human race in the past has become a thing of the past. Now, no one dares to bully them.
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Not long after Feng Hao returned to his courtyard in the Baizu Tower area, a guard reported that Dongfang was looking for something to do with him. He had no choice but to go.
When he came to the courtyard where Dongfang Zheng was, he heard some voices talking inside, and there was a hint of respect and awe in Dongfang Zheng's words.
This made Feng Hao startled, and then quickly walked into the hall,
Inside, there were only two people sitting on both sides of a square table. One was Dongfang Zheng, and the other was no stranger to him. It was the white-haired old man standing on the high platform, the master of the Baizu Pagoda.
"Tower Master."
After learning about the existence of the guardian clan of the Hundred Clans Tower, Feng Hao also treated the old man with great respect.
Speaking of which, the purpose of this Hundred Clans Tower to protect the clan is the same as mine. It does not seek fame or profit, but only exists to protect what it wants to protect and work hard.
"Haha, you're welcome, come on, come sit."
Seeing his upright attitude, the old man's eyes narrowed slightly, a smile appeared on his face, and he waved to him without any pretense, motioning for him to sit next to him.
Feng Hao didn't show any pretense, he just walked over openly and sat next to the old man.
"He is truly a talented person, one of the best among men."
After taking a close look at Feng Hao, the old man spoke and praised,