"You just stay in the camp and don't go anywhere; before I come back, no matter who comes to you and gives you any order, you can refuse to carry out it! You must wait until I come to you in person, do you understand?"
Lang Jiu told Song Zheng very solemnly, and the latter looked impatient: "I spend all my time creating new exercises, and of course I won't go anywhere. As for not listening to other people's orders, of course it's the best.
, feel free to go."
Lang Jiu nodded happily, turned around and left. When he reached the door, he smacked his lips: Why do you feel that this guy's last sentence is a bit weird?
He shook his head and walked out with his head held high. Before leaving, he waved to Hou Rusong and the others: "From now on, all your actions will follow Song Zheng's command. This is a military order!"
"Yes." Hou Rusong and the four others took the order listlessly. They originally wanted to complain to the instructor, but now they helped Song Zheng get the command arrow.
It's miserable.
Lang Jiu didn't say hello to anyone, left the military camp and went straight to Jiuliu City. Then he spent most of his life savings and used the teleportation formation. Half an hour later, he stood outside the gate of a huge military fortress on his home planet.
After identification, the thick armored door of the military fort opened, and an armored command vehicle drove out to pick him up and return.
There are three demon soldiers in the command car, all of whom are in the seventh realm of earth demons! In Jiang Hao City, they can be regarded as powerful men, but in the mysterious military fortress of their home planet, judging from their clothes, they are just... orderlies
!
One drove the car, and the other two sat on the left and right sides of Lang Jiu. They looked like they were protecting him, but they were actually guards.
Lang Jiu sat upright without squinting.
The command vehicle quickly drove underground and slowly stopped. After getting off the vehicle, the driver said to him: "Wait here for a moment."
After he entered, there was no movement. After waiting for more than two hours, the driver came out again: "The marshal wants you to come in."
Lang Jiu tidied his military uniform and walked in with his head held high.
In the brightly lit office, an old wolf demon sat behind a long desk. His face was wrinkled, the wolf fur on his body had turned gray, and there were heavy bags under his eyes.
He pressed his hands on the table, and his aura was like a wolf king who ruled the entire grassland.
He asked: "What are you doing here?"
"I'm not here for my own business." Lang Jiu looked stern, still maintaining his aloofness: "I'm here for the future of the entire pure-blood demon clan!"
The old wolf demon sneered: "Pure-blood demon clan? Are you trying to alienate the demon clan? There is only one demon clan in this world, and our enemy is the human race! There has never been any distinction between pure-blood demon clan and demon clan!"
Lang Jiu said calmly: "You can just shout these high-sounding but self-deceptive slogans in public, there is no need to use them to fool me.
I came to you, not to General Gudlos, just because your status is higher than hers, and it is more appropriate for you to come forward in this matter."
He looked at the old wolf demon and said categorically: "It's not because you are my father. I have never wanted to get anything from you before, and I will never do it in the future!"
The old wolf demon's face was as dark as water, and his pair of deep wolf eyes seemed to have no fluctuation. After a long time, he said calmly: "I have seventeen children, one more than you is not too much, and one less than you is not too much."
Lang Jiu nodded readily: "Very good, it seems that we have reached a consensus on this point. I will tell you the reason for coming this time, and you can make your own decision."
The old wolf demon nodded slowly, his expression dull.
He told Song Zheng's story, and the old wolf demon said lightly: "Do you know what you are talking about? Do you think this is possible?"
Lang Jiu said: "I can bring him here. In this military fortress, you can slowly verify whether what he said is true and wait for time to prove whether the prospects he promised can be realized.
In three days, he will go to the battlefield after being trapped in the death camp. Even if it is not for the skills he promised, he is still a very promising wolf demon warrior and is suitable to become your direct descendant. You can decide for yourself."
He added: "Of course, if you are worried about offending the demons, just pretend I didn't say anything."
The old wolf demon sneered and glared at him: "You don't need to provoke me, it's too childish."
Lang Jiu didn't say another word.
There was silence in the office. The old wolf demon scratched his beard with his paws. About three minutes later, he pawed and said, "Go back. Song Zheng's transfer order will be sent to him soon." He was somewhat agitated.
He glanced at Lang Jiu mockingly: "But there will only be Song Zheng, not you. You still have to lead the group of recruits who were trapped in the death camp to the battlefield!"
Lang Jiu nodded, turned around and left without any regrets.
His attitude made the old wolf demon feel as if someone had punched him hard in the face.
Lang Jiu had no money to use the teleportation array when he returned, but it would take at least three months to return to Yunyi Star on the extremely slow spaceship of the Monster Race. Moreover, this backward spaceship could easily be attacked by human interstellar warships in the starry sky.
, security is not guaranteed.
He had no choice but to contact Hu Lao Qi: "I, Lang Jiu, borrow money!"
As soon as the tiger demon heard the amount, he yelled: "How much money have I saved after working hard for most of my life? You little wolf will take one third of it with just one mouthful..."
Lang Jiu interrupted him: "I must return to Yunying Star within three days. If I die in this expedition, all the pension will belong to you."
Hu Laoqi was silent for a moment, then sighed and said, "Okay."
After Lang Jiu came back, Hu Lao Qi immediately rushed over: "What have you been doing?"
Lang Jiu didn't speak. He was carefully organizing his military bag. He put various emergency supplies in categories, and then carefully wiped his weapon. This was a seven-foot-long claw blade, which was very rare.
He never responded to Hu Lao Qi's words.
The action on the old wolf demon's side was very fast. On the morning after Lang Jiu came back, Song Zheng's transfer order came. The military order was issued directly from the office of Marshal Wossf, one of the big bosses of the military department, and even Urul could not
Dare to delay even a little bit, even though he was extremely reluctant, he quickly arranged for armored vehicles to take Song Zheng to Jiuliu City.
Hu Lao Qi rushed to Lang Jiu's barracks as soon as he learned the news, grabbed his neck and shouted: "You went to find that old guy? Since you have spoken, why don't you ask for another transfer order for yourself? You know
How dangerous is the Cold Cave Sea? You have a narrow escape..."
Lang Jiu said nothing, only a stubborn look on his face: "I know, but I don't!"
"You!" Tiger Lao Qi was trembling with anger and threw him to the ground: "Whatever you want! Go to hell, I don't care about you anymore!"
He was full of insults, scolded Erha, and walked away angrily.