Ronin from Douluo

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night.

In the barracks, Tiandou Emperor Xue Beng sat alone on the throne, his expression was very haggard, his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and he looked a bit ferocious.

He couldn't sleep peacefully, because his heart was very chaotic at the moment.

Because, as soon as he closed his eyes, he couldn't help recalling the picture that upset him.

[King Lan Hao!King Lan Hao!King Lan Hao! 】

That was before the war, hundreds of thousands of soldiers shouted Tang San's name in unison.

Xue Beng, the emperor of Tiandou, looked at the figure of Lan Hui standing in the sky, his eyes were full of envy and longing.

"Title Douluo~"

Xue Beng looked up at the ceiling, his eyes were empty and lifeless, and he muttered to himself, feeling a sense of powerlessness welling up in his heart.

"Damn it, I am the master of Tiandou, the emperor of Tiandou Empire~"

At some point, Xue Beng's pale face showed a hint of ferocity.

The expression of unwillingness is beyond words.

How much effort he has spent, how many years he has spent hiding himself, keeping a low profile.

Finally, from a useless prince who was cast aside by others, he became the emperor of the entire Heaven Dou Empire, the Ninth Five-Year King above ten thousand people!

But I haven't had time to display my ambitions and make big plans.

Now, the country is in danger of extinction, and he is likely to become the king of subjugation!

This is not how it should be!

Xue Beng could not accept this ending.

So, he is not reconciled!

This world is, after all, a world of the jungle.

How can the power of ordinary people surpass the power of a soul master?

Xue Beng himself is also a soul master, but his talent is not high. He is almost thirty years old, and he is only in the realm of the four-ring soul sect.

Even if he is the emperor, he has countless troops and even master soul masters.

However, the strongest soul master, Titled Douluo, was someone he could not control.

A soul master of this realm can already ignore the power of the secular dynasty with his own strength.

The power that shook the world made Xue Beng feel terrified.

That power is simply not something that ordinary troops can contend with.

Today, he saw with his own eyes that a Title Douluo-level combat power swept an invincible posture in an army of 10,000+ people.

He also saw that the sky was beaten to discoloration, and the sky and the earth were shaking.

That mighty power is like a god!

However, as the emperor, he can only look up at that peerless battle like a minion!

He himself is as insignificant as an ant, and he can only carefully look up at the power of the gods.

Sitting on the throne, you can't do whatever you want, and you have to live under the fence.

This is nothing more than entering a larger cage from a birdcage.

Xue Beng couldn't help but began to doubt himself, why did he become emperor?

Eager to become a wise king through the ages, to display his ambitions.

But the reality is that he is incompetent, like a puppet, his power in the court is not as good as the emperor's uncle, and his prestige in the army is not as good as that of King Lan Hao.

This made Xue Beng think of the emperor of the Wuhun Empire, Qian Renxue.

They are also the king of a country, but he is completely different from Qian Renxue.

The opponent is the one who truly controls the absolute power, monopolizing the digital titled Douluo alone will not lose the wind, and even seriously injure Tang San, the strongest soul master on Tiandou's side.

Moreover, she still pretended to be the former prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, Xue Qinghe, and had been lurking in the Heaven Dou Empire for more than ten years!

This made Xue Beng feel ridiculous.

He actually called the other party's big brother for more than ten years!

At that time, Xue Beng met the golden pupils of Qian Renxue standing on the throne in the sky.

He could read the contempt in the other party's eyes, and as Emperor Tiandou, he was like an ant that could be slapped to death in her eyes!

Even, Xue Beng had an intuition that he was able to live until he inherited the Heaven Dou throne, all because of the other party's charity.

"The reason why you can live is not because you are low-key enough to pretend to be a waste, and the mud can't support the wall, so you can save your life.

It's because I think you are trash, so I don't bother to kill you.

Even if my plan fails and you inherit the throne, you are still a waste, nothing to worry about! "

At this moment, Qian Renxue's disdainful sneer seemed to ring in Xue Beng's ears.

The cold and arrogant eyes seemed to be watching maggots all the time.

"No!"

Xue Beng's face became extremely ferocious, he shouted angrily, and slapped the desk hard with his palm.

At this moment, Xue Beng's eyeballs were already bloodshot, and his hair was disheveled, looking hideous like a ghost.

"Your Majesty, Chen Gelong asks to see you!"

At this time, a voice came from outside the camp.

Xue Beng couldn't help being startled, quickly suppressed his anger and agitation, sat upright on the seat, and said calmly, "Come in."

Soon, a middle-aged man in silver armor walked in with a serious face and a hint of vicissitudes.

"See Your Majesty!"

As soon as he came in, he knelt down on one knee to salute Xue Beng.

"Marshal Ge Long, what's the matter?" Xue Beng said slowly.

His voice was hoarse and tired.

"Your Majesty, King Lan Hao has left the barracks to go to the trial of the gods."

Hearing this, Xue Beng was stunned for a moment, and panic spread from the bottom of his heart again.

Lan Hao Wang Tang San is the spiritual pillar of the Imperial Alliance, and it is precisely because of Tang San's existence that the forces of all parties can unite to resist the aggression of the Spirit Empire.

But Tang San, the backbone, was gone, if the Spirit Empire launched an attack again, would they be able to stop the Spirit Empire's army from attacking?

"Teacher, has he already set off? I hope the teacher can succeed this time... We only have this last chance..."

Xue Beng opened his mouth to speak, but his voice trembled slightly, and the tension that could not be concealed pervaded the air.

"What's the trend in Wuhun Empire?" Xue Beng asked again.

Ge Long said: "Reporting to Your Majesty, according to the intelligence information sent by the scouts, the Wuhun Empire's army has already retreated to Jialing Pass, and has no plans to continue attacking our army."

"In this war, although our side suffered heavy casualties, so did the army of the Spirit Empire."

"As King Lan Hao said, another mysterious force intervened in this war, and the empress of the Spirit Empire was also seriously injured, so the Spirit Empire is very afraid of that mysterious force.

So in a short time, the Wuhun Empire should not attack our army again. "

Hearing this, Xue Beng's hollow eyes burst into light.

"Good! So good!"

Xue Beng was overjoyed, there would be no threat from the Spirit Empire for the time being, and they would have enough time to wait for Tang San's return.

Once Tang San achieves the Seagod's honorable position, then they can reverse the situation and complete the comeback!

After knowing that there was no danger for the time being, Xue Beng's tense spirit also relaxed, and he slumped on the seat as if he was deflated.

A sense of exhaustion also came to my heart.

"Okay, Marshal, go down first, and leave me alone." Xue Beng said exhaustedly.

"Your Majesty, take a good rest and don't burn yourself out."

Marshal Ge Long also knew that Xue Beng was under a lot of pressure at the moment, so he left with a warning.

In the tent, Xue Beng was the only one left, and the atmosphere was eerily quiet for a while.

Before, Xue Beng kept his head down, and Ge Long didn't notice that there was always a hint of ferocious look on his cheek.

A faint trace of black air lingered around Xue Beng's side, which was very strange.

Even Xue Beng himself didn't notice this change.

He closed his eyes, trying to fall asleep.

However, there seemed to be another voice sounding in his ears all the time, like a devil whispering, which disturbed him.

Unbearable images kept popping up in my mind.

King Lan Hao, Empress of Martial Soul, Titled Douluo's all-powerful power!

Timidity, fear, helplessness and despair, all kinds of complicated emotions mixed together, made Xue Beng feel like a splitting headache.

"I can help you get everything you want!"

Suddenly, a cold voice rang in Xue Beng's ears.

He suddenly opened his eyes wide, and there was a look of panic in the bloodshot eyeballs.

Because, in this camp, there is no one but him.

"who is it!"

Xue Beng shouted, stood up immediately, and looked around, but found no one.

He really heard the voice just now, someone was really talking.

After a long time, no one responded to Xue Beng, and the atmosphere became even weirder.

"Is it because I am too tired and have auditory hallucinations?"

Xue Beng was talking to himself, reaching out to pick up the teacup on the table, wanting to drink some tea to refresh himself.

But the next moment, his pupils instantly shrank into needles, and he saw an extremely terrifying scene.

The cup of tea in his hand reflected his face.

However, the face reflected in the mirror-like tea was actually smiling.

Xue Beng was sure that it was him, but his face reflected in the water was smiling, very sinister and weird, it looked very creepy!

"what!"

At that moment, his pores were terrified, and the teacup in his hand flew out in fright, and the tea spilled all over the floor.