Chapter 66: salute

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read2();　　 If you take a bird's eye view of Huwo Mountain in the sky, you will find a team marching along a straight line towards a central point, and the central point is the waterfall lake where Zhao Yu is located.
　　 Soon, the first team has arrived, the wave blue robe, one of the five sects of the Great Xia, the monk of the Haicuozong.
　　 The two disciples waiting here hurried forward to greet them and explained the general situation. Young Sovereign Yuan Chuan nodded, waved his sleeves, and walked towards the pool.
"Girl Furong, Sister Ewha, you are not kind. The first to find this fierce jackal and leopard king beast will not notify you as a brother. Anyway, our two schools are neighbors. I heard that the Linglong school is good at the art of confession, but I don’t know Girl Furong. Even the art of controlling the beast is so good. I really admire this real-world king beast's docile obedience for my brother."
Furong looked at the blue-robed youth who came by, her eyes flashed unpleasantly, but she still responded, "Sect Master Mizan, I don't know how to control beasts. There is another way to tame this big and fierce jackal. other people."
"Oh? Someone else? I don't know which Xiongtai has this kind of ability. I don't know what to say. The Haicuo Sect, where he lives, has also done a little research on the way of controlling beasts, and I have recently lacked a real experience. Wang Beast, can Xiongtai give up this fierce jackal? The price is easy to negotiate."
After Yuan Chuan finished speaking, his eyes were fixed on Zhao Yu, who was washing the dishes just after breakfast. His eyes were aggressive and oppressive. He had just learned from Wangfeng’s disciples that this is the age in front of him. Not big, the boy with a thick cotton hat is the master.
He is not afraid that the young man in front of him is a stubborn stubble. In Daxia, there are only a handful of peers he can't afford to provoke. What's more, this young man looks so young, and as long as the younger generation is upright and fighting hard, the older generation will basically not. After questioning, he had confidence in himself, even if the other party didn't know what method was used to control this king beast, he still felt that he would not be let down.
　　 "You Yuan Chuan is still stinky and shameless as always. Every time I see you, I can't help but punch you in your owing face. Our soldiers don't see a hypocritical person like you the most."
There was a rebellious voice, and a team pushed aside the bushes and walked, all in armor, and there was a spirit of killing when they were marching. The leader was a young man with a thin face and a well-proportioned body, but he was dressed in red. Helmet, was carried by Euphorbia.
　　The fourth son of King Bei'an, Jiang Yue!
　　 "Jiang Yue, you still have such a big tone for holding the Japanese reserve, and you are not afraid of flashing your tongue. Didn't your brother Jiangtu tell you to curb your temper in Shenjing recently?"
　　 Another team arrived. During the walk, the cyan Dao Gong disciple's robe dangled in the first sun. It was the seed brother of the Dao Gong Liuye Alley generals.
Liuyexiang is a Mesozoic general. Naturally, he is extremely at odds with the fourteen surnames of the original Ying. To a certain extent, Liuyexiang and Haicuozong are still allies. They are both promoted and risen after the succession to the throne. A relationship that loses everything.
The children in Liuye Alley approached, and after seeing the figure squatting calmly washing the dishes by the water pool, their expressions sank. The second son of Zhenyuhou, headed by the head, took a step back subconsciously, his face hurting fiercely, and he made a secret voice. bad.
　　 But Young Sovereign Yuan Chuan did not see this change clearly. He only felt that his side had come to a powerful ally, and he walked towards Zhao Yu step by step, his mouth raised slightly, and his aggressive intentions were more vigorous!
　　 At this time, a team had gathered at the edge of the pool, surrounding the originally small waterfall and lake. They found that the confrontation in the field was all the first-class forces of Daxia, and they stopped to wait and see, but did not enter the field.
Zhao Yu skillfully cleans the wooden bowl in his hands. He has developed such a habit since he was a child and his master was in the whole world. Now his two little maids are practicing in the Taoist palace, and he is not willing to trouble Liang. He broke this big man, so many of the trivial things in life were done by himself, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with it, but in the eyes of some people, his act was a symbol of low status.
　　 Low status means weakness, and weakness means good bullying!
The brows under the cotton hat are slightly frowned, and his ebony eyes are slightly narrowed. This means that Zhao Yu is a little bored. He hates trouble the most, but trouble keeps coming. Then the solution is to make everyone fear and trouble. Naturally, he could stay away. He did this on the way back to Beijing, killing Qizong overnight, and he planned to do the same at this time.
　　 Zhao Yu raised his hand, and the fierce jackal who was crawling beside him suddenly opened his eyes, his fangs were exposed, and the yellow flowers on his body were blooming one after another, and his momentum began to rise gradually.
The lieutenant of the You Wing Army who was in charge of Zhao Yu's protection in the dark changed his face. He had been with him since Jinzhou, but he knew Zhao Yu’s habit best. His Royal Highness had a gentle personality and was very good at talking, but when he was serious, who would kill him? They must be decisive, they can be called iron-blooded, and the methods are thunderous, and will not give people the slightest reaction time.
　　 He doesn't care who you are or what forces you are from, because he is the most noble grandson of Daxia.
　　 There was a sudden wind in the world of the waterfall lake, and roaring from far and near, a big rune spear fell from the sky and plunged straight into the ground in front of Yuan Chuan, only one inch away from Yuan Chuan's forward left foot.
　　 The Five Horses You Wing Army appeared in front of Zhao Yu, black armor and black helmet, like the ghost of the day, sitting down and roaring, the waterfall water lake was in chaos.
The prestige of the Upper Fourth Army, the various sects of the Great Xia are naturally like thunder. Every sergeant in the Upper Fourth Army was a patriarch when he was young. It can be said that the disciples of the various sects present have a legend left in the sect. Joining the Upper Fourth Army is admirable.
　　'S Lieutenant General of the Netherwing Army pushed the Netherwing Beast to sit down, stepped forward two steps, raised his hand, and the rune spear automatically flew back to his hand, looking down at the already ugly Young Sect Master Yuan Chuan.
　　 "Uncle Yan, it's me, I'm Lin Xiao, three years ago before my father went to Xijiang, I followed him and you met."
　　 The second son of Zhenyuhou looked at the one person and one beast in front of him, looking overjoyed, and hurried forward to greet him.
　　 You Wing Lieutenant General glanced at him, and then continued to look straight ahead, unmoved, a roar in his mouth.
　　 "Presumptuously, His Royal Highness the Emperor Taisun of Great Xia was in front of him, and he did not quickly kneel down and salute. Is it possible that you are going to rebel?"
　　 The sound was loud and powerful, it exploded above the lake, and it continued to spread and echo!
　　 All the voices by the waterfall water lake disappeared in an instant, and the disciples of each school stopped talking and looked at each other, and they could see full horror on each other's face.
　　 That Tu Sheng's Highness?
　　 Isn't he supposed to be in the White Emperor Palace, why is he here?
　　 After a short period of silence, some of the disciples around the lake began to kneel on one knee, one, two, and three, and then they knelt down in an endless stream.
　　 Only the handful of people standing close to Zhao Yu were still standing. The second master of Zhenyu Hou stepped forward and wanted to say something. The lieutenant of the Youwing Army turned his head, the tiger glared and shouted at him again.
　　 "Kneel down!"
　　 With a plop, the second son Lin Xiao directly knelt on his knees, and all the soldiers on the side also kneeled and saluted, leaving only one person in the field, standing alone.
　　The young master of the Sea Cuo Sect, Yuan Chuan!
　　 You Wing Lieutenant General and Sergeant looked at him with both eyes, and the murderous look in their eyes became more and more vigorous. The Lieutenant’s right hand with the big rune spear began to clenched, and the gale between the sky and the earth became stronger and stronger.
　　 Yuan Chuan felt that he was trapped in a tyrannical storm, almost torn to pieces, cold sweat began to continuously emerge from his forehead and back, flowing down, soaking his clothes.
　　 In the end, his knees slowly bend down, and finally he kneels down gradually, lowering his head, and saluting in the most respectful tone:
　　 "Yuan Chuan, a disciple of the Haicuo Sect, has met His Royal Highness Taisun, and wish His Royal Highness prosperity and prosperity."