Five Elements Heaven - Chapter 690 Red Commander

The border between the Emerald Forest and the Kingdom of God is heavily guarded.

Lu Siyan inspected the camp as usual. She is not good-looking, with a broad face and thick eyebrows, and is quite heroic. Except when she smiles, a hint of girlishness can be seen when the corners of her eyes are curved. In the eyes of everyone, she is a strange woman. When other girls are practicing, the first thing they do is to make their appearance more beautiful, but she never takes it seriously.

On weekdays, he behaves just like a man. He never complains or complains about being tired. He is carefree and careless. But if you think she is someone who is easy to bully, then wait until you taste her sand bowl-like fists.

Everyone was puzzled that Hongshuai chose such a strange person as his deputy. It was well known to everyone that Hong Shuai was deeply in love with the little princess in the Devil’s Palace, but there was no need to find a manly woman to be his deputy.

If we meet every day, wouldn’t it be more pleasing to the eye if we look more beautiful?

Putting aside the fact that he is a manly woman, there is nothing worth criticizing about Vice President Lu. He is strong and brave in battle, and he is serious about his work. He will never compromise on the tasks ordered by Commander Hong.

Such as inspection.

What can happen now? The Grandmaster War has just ended, and the Emerald Forest should be in a mess. How can I still be in the mood to provoke? How could Deputy Lu not know this, but he still came to check on time and on time, and no one dared to slack off at all.

Some people inevitably used words to criticize Deputy Lu, saying that it was okay anyway, so it was better to let everyone rest. Deputy Lu raised his eyebrows and retorted, Why didn’t you threaten me? What if Le Buleng came?

Everyone was speechless.

The new grandmaster’s temper was rumored to have always been bad and moody. If someone is unhappy and comes to their camp to cause trouble, no one can bear it. Moreover, the new grandmaster has never concealed his disgust and hatred for blood cultivators.

But God, who can take another Grandmaster?

Seeing that Deputy Lu’s expression was not good and he might take action at any time, everyone kept their mouths shut. But privately, they still couldn’t help but murmur, if Le Zong is coming, what difference does it make if they are on guard or not?

Fortunately, after a few days of worry, everyone’s worst fears didn’t happen, and they gradually felt relieved.

Besides, there is still Hongshuai here. Everyone feels that even if Hongshuai is not as good as the Grandmaster, he will not be unable to fight back. When Commander Hong first unified the Shenlong and Shenwu tribes, his methods were very simple and crude. Almost all the two well-established masters were turned into disgrace by Hongshuai.

From then on, the two major ministries obeyed Hongshuai and did not dare to disobey in the slightest.

After Lu Siyan inspected the camp, she returned with confidence.

News came from the other side. It was said that something big had happened and the losses were heavy. Even Ye Shuai’s whereabouts were unknown.

In the past, Lu Siyan had complained about not being able to go to the front line to gain military exploits, but now she was very happy.

Ye Shuai and Hong Shuai are also jokingly called the White and Red Shuaishuai by everyone. Bai Shuai is Ye Baiyi, and Hong Shuai is the red devil. The status of the White Commander is higher than that of the Red Commander, which can be seen from the number of commanding gods.

When it comes to level, everyone thinks that the red coach is inferior to the white coach.

Bai Shuai single-handedly established the Six Gods Department, which has an unparalleled reputation and no one in the Kingdom of God disapproves of it.

Hong Shuai’s strength lies in his personal bravery. This is almost everyone’s impression. Hong Shuai’s subjugation of the two divine tribes further deepened everyone’s impression.

Lu Siyan felt the same way at first, but as she spent more time with Coach Hong, her admiration for her coach grew more and more. Sometimes she felt confused. If she thought about it seriously, Hongshuai didn’t do anything extraordinary, but why did she feel admired?

After the inspection, she will report to Commander Hong on time.

Walking into the heavily guarded handsome tent, there was only the red handsome man in the handsome tent.

The camp is very simple, the red commander is not particular about enjoyment, and none of his subordinates dare to be extravagant.

No matter what time, Hongshuai never takes off the cold mask on his face. The black and red mask and the blue eyes are like the sea, showing a special beauty, like the night, flames and ocean, surrounded by an elusive mystery.

Lu Siyan reported as usual, but for some reason, she felt that the handsome man was a little distracted and absent-minded today. She had some doubts in her heart. Was there something unexpected? She had an upright temperament and couldn’t hide the doubts in her heart, so she asked directly: My lord, what’s wrong with me?

The red devil woke up from a dream and shook his head: It’s okay.

When Lu Siyan heard this, she didn’t ask any more questions, and she saluted and said, My subordinate, please retire.

The red devil suddenly called to her: Wait a minute.

Lu Siyan stopped, feeling even more confused. She had never seen the Lord look like this before.

The red devil muttered: Go down and be on alert.

The outspoken Lu Yan subconsciously asked, Is it possible that Le Zong is coming?

The red devil smiled bitterly: Le Buleng will not come, but His Majesty has entered the Emerald Forest.

Lu Siyan’s expression was dull, and the next moment her face changed drastically. She even forgot to salute and stumbled out.

Her head was buzzing. Could it be that the battle between the masters was about to begin again?

The biting wind is moving tirelessly through the sea of ​​clouds. The river will eventually return to the sea, while the wind is also rushing, but I don’t know where it will return.

The white sea of ​​clouds has no end at a glance, and the large clouds are like white waves, rolling in and out. Some are annihilated by the wind, and some are born in a dense atmosphere. They are born and destroyed, and they are constantly changing.

And in the sound of the wind, two figures were confronting each other.

Emperor Sheng is tall and his back is very straight, giving people the impression of a majestic mountain. His eyes are always full of scrutiny and condescension, with a strong sense of oppression, as if he wants to crush people.

Le Buleng was much inferior. He was stooped, thin, and dressed in rags, just like the old farmers who could be seen everywhere in the fields. It was clear that the scorching sun was high and the sunlight was dazzling, but a darkness and nothingness enveloped him, and the sunlight seemed to be swallowed up by something.

Emperor Sheng sighed: I didn’t expect you to be able to defeat Dai Gang.

His voice is like gold and stone, majestic and domineering.

Lebuleng shook his head: He lost to himself.

Lost to yourself? The Emperor Sage thought thoughtfully, and immediately his eyes became clear: Congratulations to Brother Le for getting what he wanted, and live a happy life.

Le Buleng smiled half-heartedly, with a hint of sarcasm: It’s really flattering to be called Brother Le by such a dignified emperor.

Emperor Sheng was not angry either: Brother Le has entered the palace. He can stand shoulder to shoulder with me and deserves the title of brother.

Lebuleng was a little impatient: You don’t come here just to be brothers with me. Come on, let’s have a good fight!

The Emperor Sage smiled: Brother Le, why do you need to show off? If I read correctly, Brother Le is seriously injured and will not live long.

Lebuleng laughed: I know I can’t escape your eyes. But the last moment between us and An Muda must have been uncomfortable.

Emperor Sheng said leisurely: There are only a few masters today, and they are very deserted. Why not have a good time over a drink? Brother Le and I will never have any grudges.

Lebuleng said impatiently: Stop talking nonsense, you look sanctimonious, you are thinking very dirty, you want to take advantage?

It seems that Dai Gang is not dead. Emperor Sheng chuckled, and then said: I don’t quite understand why Brother Le and Dai Gang are lifelong enemies, so why do we still defend him?

Lebuleng said seriously: I challenge him, just to defeat him, not to hate him. I haven’t defeated him yet, how can you let him die in your hands?

It turns out that he really lost to himself…

Emperor Sheng frowned, a little confused, but also a little relieved.

Lebuleng suddenly became a little irritable and said impatiently: I don’t want to waste my energy on you. But if you don’t leave and my hands are itchy for a while, I can’t help it.

Emperor Sheng got the answer he wanted and laughed loudly: Brother Le has a noble heart, I admire him! We say goodbye now, we will see you again in the future!

After saying that, he left without looking back.

Le Buleng looked at the emperor’s leaving figure with complicated eyes.

He glanced back at Jade Forest, wondering what he was thinking.

Everyone on the Windmill Sword was exhausted, anxiety could be seen on everyone’s face, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

They searched for several days but found no trace of Ai Hui.

Something must have happened to Ai Hui!

Everyone knows Ai Hui very well. If nothing happened, Ai Hui would never leave everyone. The bloody light in the sky that day also gave everyone a bad association.

What if Ai Hui really becomes a blood cultivator…

No one dared to say this terrible thought, but it could not help but linger in their minds, which also made them even more worried about Ai Hui. What they were worried about was not the possible consequences of Ai Hui becoming a blood cultivator, but the fact that fate would be unfair to Ai Hui.

No one in the Songjian sect knew clearly what kind of pain and misfortune Ai Hui endured during the Battle of Songjian City. If he really becomes a blood cultivator, what should Ai Hui do?

If this was fate, it was so cruel that it made them shudder.

Loulan drooped his head, his heart filled with regret and guilt. The idea of ​​using the sword array to absorb the flesh and blood of blood beasts was his idea. He realized that the absorbed flesh and blood of the blood beasts might have caused bad consequences.

There’s something going on over there!

Suddenly someone shouted, and everyone on the Windmill Sword suddenly raised their heads.

The sword rudder in Shi Zhiguang’s hand turned gently, and the windmill sword drew a graceful arc and flew towards the northwest. Needless to say, he had locked onto his destination, it was too obvious.

A huge, charred pit lies between the mountains.

You can imagine what a fierce battle broke out here at that time!

Loulan suddenly opened her eyes wide: There is the smell of Ai Hui here!

Everyone was refreshed, and before the Windmill Sword could stop, everyone jumped off the Windmill Sword.

What a strange fluctuation of energy!

It’s like the Five Elements Yuan Power, it seems like the Tianye Department.

There is another type of Five Elements Yuan Power. Ai Hui said that it is the Chaos Yuan Power of the Patriarch Association?

The smell of blood is so strong…

As soon as this sentence was said, everyone fell silent. The team member who said this sentence was full of regret and wished he could slap himself twice.

Loulan’s eyes flashed red, and he could see more.

Sand Core [Midnight] is operating at full speed to analyze this information.

Suddenly, there was a strange fluctuation in the distance.

The sand core [Midnight] stopped with a bang.

what happened? It was the first time Loulan encountered such a situation.

Before he could react, [Midnight] moved again. It was out of control and running crazily at an unprecedented speed.