Chapter 184 Old man, don’t be so shameless
This is the difference between demons and humans.
Feng Ling thought slowly.
The humans will remember him, but the demons will not. Because the demons themselves are cold-blooded.
Cold-bloodedness is engraved in their bones, and it is their instinct to worship the powerful.
They have no sympathy for the weak, only thoughts of deprivation.
This is the devil.
Even if the appearance of the high-level demons is similar to that of humans, their essence is still bloodthirsty.
This also makes it difficult for them to have warm feelings.
"Child."
Qiu Yonghao sighed and said, his eyes became red and swollen.
"Thank you for sending back Marshal Ye's sword. On behalf of the Warrior Temple, I thank you for this kindness."
Qiu Yonghao looked sad as he watched his former comrade's sword return to the Warrior Temple.
He remembered his comrades.
This is the eternal pain of the Warrior Temple.
If the Light Sword God Ye is not injured and does not die, the people in the Warrior Temple think that this dark age may come to an end.
It is a pity that the human race does not have the strength to protect this light, so that this light fell away more than two hundred years ago.
The death of the Bright Sword God Ye Wushang was a great sadness for them.
Long Haochen could feel the sadness in their words, and he could understand the mood of everyone in the Warrior Temple at this moment.
Long Haochen sighed softly and said slowly, "Palace Master, please forgive me. It was by chance that I restored the glory of the Goddess of Light Aria, but it is too precious for the Warrior Temple. Even if I get the approval of the Divine Sword and become the master of the Divine Sword, I still need the permission of you and the seniors of the Warrior Temple before I can use it as a weapon."
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"Of course, I promise you and everyone present that I will never let Senior Ye Wushang's divine sword become dusty in my hands."
Qiu Yonghao frowned slightly when he heard the sincerity in his words.
His expression suddenly froze, and the look in his eyes towards Long Haochen suddenly became complicated.
He was very excited before, but there was a mystery behind what he said.
He didn't believe that Long Haochen didn't understand.
"Old guy."
Feng Ling sneered, and a contemptuous smile bloomed on her face, "The Divine Sword recognizes its owner because it has taken a fancy to my nephew's unique talent. It is an honor for this Divine Sword to become my nephew's sword. .”
Just because of Qiu Yonghao's words, Feng Ling had no good impression of the Warrior Temple.
Because they wanted to take away Long Haochen's divine sword.
Feng Ling knew the meaning of that look very well.
It was precisely because Long Haochen didn't follow what he said that Qiu Yonghao was surprised.
Laughing to death!
Without Long Haochen's presence, this divine sword would not recognize its owner and shine its light again. It can be said that the moment the Divine Sword recognized its master, its new mythology belonged to Long Haochen, not to the Light Sword God Ye Wushang.
Perhaps, this divine sword once belonged to the Light Sword God Ye Wushang, but now it belongs to Long Haochen, a divine sword mastered by the Son of Light.
If you want to deceive the goddess of light Aria from Long Haochen, you have to see whether she agrees or not!
The Warrior Temple is a group of shameless people!
"Don't be too presumptuous!"
Xu Zhongliang immediately shouted at them, "This is the master of our warrior temple."
Hearing such offensive words from Fengling, Xu Zhongliang naturally expressed his dissatisfaction.
"I know."
Feng Ling's expression remained unchanged, and arrogance appeared on her face, "If he hadn't been the master of the Warrior Temple, I would have thought he was some shameless old guy, relying on his little status to rely on his old age. Don't think that you and Long Xing If you know Yu, I won’t dare to beat you.”
"When I get angry, I dare to beat up Long Xingyu! What qualifications do you have, an old guy, to be arrogant in front of me?"
Protecting one's shortcomings is the instinct of the heaven-defying demon dragon clan.
For Feng Ling, she can be cruel to Long Haochen, but she does not allow others to bully Long Haochen. Because this is her nephew.
Their internal struggles are within their own family and have nothing to do with outsiders.
If outsiders want to bully them, they have to bear their anger.
Back then, Feng Ling dared to beat Long Xingyu directly, let alone an unknown leader of the Warrior Temple.
Feng Ling knew this was dangerous and would expose her identity, but that didn't matter.
The important thing is that she can't hold it in.
If you want Aria of the Goddess of Light, then get the approval of Excalibur yourself.
He doesn't have this ability, but he runs to show off his power in front of the younger generation.
If it wasn't for Long Haochen, she would have directly torn apart the master of the Warrior Temple and destroyed the entire Warrior Temple.
Feng Ling stood in front of Long Haochen as she spoke, "My nephew's words are clear enough."
"Stop being so shameless, old guy."
"Bold!"
"This is the warrior temple."
The middle-aged man next to Xu Zhongliang directly scolded Feng Ling.
"You are deaf. I told you that I know this is the Warrior Temple."
"If this wasn't the Warrior Temple, I would have taken action directly. I wouldn't have listened to you old men here."
Facing such arrogant words from Feng Ling, their faces suddenly turned red.
Their eyes looked at Feng Ling full of displeasure.
"Enough."
Qiu Yonghao said in a deep voice, "I have never heard that Bai Yue has a sister."
"I suspect..."
Before Qiu Yonghao finished speaking, the tip of a sharp purple long sword was pointed in his direction.
This purple long sword has beautiful star patterns on it, and little bits of silver light flow on it, like a rectangular star twinkling in it.
Feng Ling's cold voice suddenly sounded, "Master Qiu Yonghao, if it weren't for the sake of my eldest nephew, I would have killed you today."
"What are you doubting? You might as well say it again. I'm not afraid of others relying on their old age, and I'm not afraid of the revenge of your Warrior Temple."
Long Haochen stared at this farce in stunned silence.
He didn't expect that his usually calm second aunt would show such a fiery side.
That's the master of the Warrior Temple.
The previous battle between my second aunt and my father was many years ago. My father must have stopped because of my mother's sake.
"What an arrogant girl. This matter has nothing to do with you. This is a matter between Long Haochen and the Warrior Temple."
"Old man." Feng Ling looked at Qiu Yonghao with contempt, her eyes were extremely cold, "If you want my nephew's sword, it depends on whether your warrior temple life is strong enough."
"You are presumptuous!"
Xu Zhongliang shouted angrily at Feng Ling, "Put down your sword quickly."
"Dare to point your sword at the Master of the Warrior Temple, do you want to be hunted down by the entire demon hunting group?"
Xu Zhongliang still has some sense now because he also understood Qiu Yonghao's words.
What Qiu Yonghao wants is not the sword intention of Aria of the Goddess of Light, but the sword of Aria of the Goddess of Light.
He wants this divine sword that has been recognized as its owner to stay in the Warrior Temple for the use of the younger generation of geniuses in the Warrior Temple.
If it weren't for Long Haochen's unusual status, he wouldn't be able to keep this divine sword.
This also led to disputes between the two parties.
The reason why updates have been slow recently is because the author himself has personal matters to deal with. Once things are sorted out, updates will resume. Guys, stop being arrogant!
(End of this chapter)