Ye Qiu's domineering voice echoed throughout the audience.
In the woods, Tang Fei, Qilin and others were surprised.
No one expected that the three disciples of the Witch God would be killed by Ye Qiu so easily.
Those soldiers were all stunned with shock.
Especially Ye Qiu's last kick, which exploded the middle-aged man's head, was so powerful and domineering that the soldiers felt their blood boiling.
“Dr. Ye is so awesome!”
"He is simply the God of War!"
"I wish I were as good as Dr. Ye!"
"..."
The soldiers secretly thought in their hearts.
They wanted to applaud and shout for Ye Qiu, but without orders from their superiors, they did not dare to make a sound.
At this moment, Ye Qiu turned around and gestured in the direction of Tang Fei and the others.
Tang Fei understood and immediately issued an order: "Sniper, stay here and wait."
"The others follow me."
After saying that, Tang Fei and Qilin led everyone quickly out of the woods and came to the square.
The atmosphere is a bit heavy.
Not because of the blood and corpses all over the ground, but because of the Tsing Yi lying on the ground.
Tang Fei looked at Cao Yuan's body and sighed in his heart. It was a pity that a generation of heroes fell like this.
then,
Tang Fei straightened his clothes, stepped forward, bowed three times to Cao Yuan's body, and said, "Nine thousand years old, have a good journey."
The accompanying Pluto Palace warriors bowed together.
Qilin's eyes were red and he tried to hold back tears.
Ye Qiu looked at Su Xiaoxiao and said, "You must have heard the conversation I had with the disciples of the Witch God earlier, right?"
"Do you still have any objection to your identity?"
"Nine thousand years old is here, why don't you call me father?"
Su Xiaoxiao stared at Cao Yuan's body on the ground with a complex expression and remained silent for a long time. Even now, she could not believe that she was actually Cao Yuan's daughter.
As for calling her father, she couldn't.
Su Xiaoxiao grew up in the Wushen Cult. Su Luoying and her adoptive father were her relatives, and for a long time, in her mind, Cao Yuan was her enemy.
At this time, if she was asked to call an enemy father, she would not be able to do so.
Even if this enemy is her biological father!
"Nine thousand years old, I died for you. At this time, aren't you willing to call him father?" Qilin said with red eyes.
Ye Qiu saw Su Xiaoxiao's thoughts and said, "I know it's hard for you to accept it at the moment, but it's the fact."
"I won't force you."
"I just hope that Jiu Qiansui can hear you call him father before he is buried, so that he can be happier when he leaves."
Ye Qiu told Qilin: "I will hand over the nine-thousand-year-old body to you now. No matter what, we can't let the nine-thousand-year-old body fall into the hands of the Witch God Sect. Otherwise, we will deal with it according to the sect's rules."
"Yes!" Qilin responded loudly.
Ye Qiu said to Tang Fei again: "Old Tang, arrange for thirty warriors to work with Qilin to protect the nine thousand year old body."
Tang Fei nodded: "Okay."
"Do you know the place where the Witch God retreats?" Ye Qiu asked Su Xiaoxiao.
Su Xiaoxiao pointed to the stilted building at the highest point of the cliff and said, "There is a cave in that room, and the witch god has been retreating in that cave for a long time."
"Old Tang, I leave this place to you, please be careful." After Ye Qiu finished speaking, he was about to leave.
Just at this moment.
"Tap tap tap..."
The sound of uniform footsteps suddenly sounded, like thousands of troops approaching the square.
The ground was shaken for a while.
The huge movement made Tang Fei and the soldiers extremely uneasy.
"Be alert, prepare to meet the enemy." Tang Fei said loudly.
Ye Qiu also looked back into the distance with a solemn expression. If he was a disciple of the Witch God Sect, he would be in trouble.
After a while.
A large army appeared, at least several thousand people.
From a distance, I saw a battle flag erected in the middle of this large army. A huge dragon head was embroidered on the battle flag, and it rustled in the wind.
"It's from Longmen!"
Qilin said in surprise.
Ye Qiu breathed a sigh of relief.
Soon, the army came to the square, and the two leaders they saw were Han Long and Yangcheng boss Zhao Hu.
Their faces were exhausted and their bodies were stained with blood.
"Boss!"
"Brother Ye!"
Han Long and Zhao Hu looked happy when they saw Ye Qiu, and soon they saw Cao Yuan on the ground.
"Father!"
Han Long screamed in grief, quickly came to Cao Yuan's body, knelt down and kowtowed.
Zhao Hu and other Longmen disciples also knelt down.
"Goodbye Nine Thousand Years Old!"
Thousands of people roared in unison, the sound was like thunder.
"Boss, who killed my adoptive father?" Han Long stood up from the ground and asked murderously.
"They are the disciples of the Witch God. They are already dead." Ye Qiu asked, "Did you have a smooth journey?"
"It went very smoothly." Zhao Hu said: "Every disciple of the Witch God Sect will be killed one by one, and a pair of two will be killed. Han Long and I killed thousands of disciples of the Witch God Sect along the way."
Han Long replied: "Old Zhao and I followed the order of Zhuque and led the disciples of Longmen to fight all the way here. We have almost killed the disciples of Wushen Sect. Boss, are you okay? Where is Qinglong?"
Ye Qiu said: "Qinglong is injured."
Hearing this, Han Long and Zhao Hu's expressions changed slightly.
"Is Qinglong's injury serious? Does it matter?" Han Long asked urgently.
"Don't worry, the sect master has treated Qinglong and arranged for someone to send him back," Qilin said.
"Sect Master?" Zhao Hu wondered, Nine Thousand Years Old died, where did the Sect Master come from?
Qilin said: "Before he died at the age of nine thousand, he left his last words and asked Ye Qiu to take over as the leader of Longmen. Qinglong, I, and Suzaku all know about this."
Ye Qiu took out the Sect Master Order.
"Congratulations to brother Ye Qiu... No, let's meet the sect master!" After Zhao Hu finished speaking, he knelt down in front of Ye Qiu and bowed down.
Han Long knelt down and said respectfully: "Greetings to the sect master!"
Thousands of Longmen disciples also knelt down and worshiped Ye Qiu, shouting in unison: "Greetings to the Master!"
Ye Qiu looked at everyone kneeling down and worshiping him. He didn't feel any joy in his heart. He only felt heavy pressure.
From today on, he is no longer just a doctor, but the leader of the largest gang in China. Every move he makes is related to the future of Longmen.
"Brothers, no need to be polite, just get up!"
Ye Qiu said softly.
Everyone stood up.
Ye Qiu continued: "Although Longmen's attack on the Witch God Cult this time has paid a huge price and suffered heavy losses, I am very pleased that you can not be afraid of difficulties, fight the enemy bravely, and move forward."
"You are all the pride of Longmen!"
"If a nine-thousand-year-old spirit in heaven saw you so brave, he would definitely applaud you!"
"Han Long, Zhao Hu, you and your brothers traveled thousands of miles to Miao territory and fought here. You are indispensable."
"It's been a hard journey."
"You guys take a break, and let the brothers take a break too. I'll go do something."
After Ye Qiu finished speaking, he turned around and left.
Han Long asked: "Boss, what are you doing?"
Ye Qiu didn't even look back and spat out two words -
"Killing God!"
[The author has something to say]
Unknowingly, I have reached chapter 888. This is a very auspicious number. I wish everyone a happy new year.
