Douluo's Summoner

After returning, Mu Qing sat cross-legged and continued to practice hard.

Soon, he got the news.Of the five titles, three died. Only Snake Spear Douluo and the other one managed to escape.The 5000-strong army of the Wuhun Empire also suffered heavy casualties, with only less than [-] people returning in embarrassment.

This wave directly wiped out the Wuhun Empire.The vitality is severely damaged.

The major kingdoms that were originally subordinate to Xingluo were once again ready to take action.Even the Tiandou Empire is ready to move on the border.Always ready to cross the border and grab a bite.

All eyes were directed towards Death City.As long as there is an order from there, the knights will cross the border.Whether it is Tiandou or the original Xingluo, they will all follow the trend and take the opportunity to cause trouble.

By the time the real battle report was delivered to the Death City Temple, three days had actually passed.It's not that the news came late, but that the results and losses need to be counted.There can’t be no specific data, right?

In the office, Zhu Zhuqing opened the battle report and glanced at it.He slowly closed it and placed it on the table.He breathed a sigh of relief.In this battle, more than 9 enemies were annihilated, and the losses were also considerable. More than 8000 people died.There are also injured and disabled people.Forty thousand men in black robes, almost everyone was injured.

But Mu Qing already knew the exact number.To be precise, 8652 people died in this war.There are no statistics on disabled people.He doesn't know either.But, he knew, the number of the soul.

Including those who died due to minor conflicts in the past, the number has already exceeded [-].

Even if they are a pair, in the Wuhun Palace at this time, more than ten thousand people above the Soul Saint level will die.This number is almost more than [-]% of Wuhun Palace.From now on, apart from being banned, Wuhun Palace will no longer have the qualifications to fight against the Death Cult.

Moreover, after this battle, the strength of the black robes who have been rewarded for their military exploits will increase.By then, the Death Cult will only be stronger.

When the battle report comes.Hu Liena, who was still in Death City, also received the news.

The same news is good news for the Death Cult.But for Hu Liena, it was no less than a thunderbolt.She stood stupidly in front of the hotel room window.His eyes suddenly lost focus.

"Your Highness! Your Highness!" Behind him, the deputy hurriedly shouted.

"Pfft!" Hu Liena spat out a mouthful of blood and slowly fell backwards.

The deputy was startled, and quickly stretched out his hand to stop Hu Liena, and said urgently, "Your Highness, what's wrong with you?" After saying that, he didn't dare to hesitate, picked up Hu Liena, walked into the bedroom, and placed her lightly on the bed. The deputy envoy wanted to go find a doctor.

Hu Liena stretched out her hand, grabbed her wrist, and said urgently, "Don't leave, go! Go and send the message, I want to see the God of Death!"

"Your Highness..."

"Go!"

"Yes!"

Letting go of her hand and watching the deputy leave, Hu Liena's eyes flashed with sadness.He struggled to sit up and coughed twice. A fishy smell filled his throat.He tilted his head and spit out phlegm with bloody foam.He breathed a sigh of relief.Slowed down.

Get up, get out of bed.Slowly walking to the window, holding on to the window sill, she looked at the temple in the city. Under the dazzling sunshine, she actually felt a little dizzy.He lowered his head, avoiding the sunlight of these words, and whispered, "You must be beaming with joy now, right?"

"What? Aren't you happy that you won?" Zhu Zhuqing sat next to Mu Qing, with the battle report on the table in front of him.

"I'm thinking, what should I do in the future? Should I push it forward, or should I wait!" Mu Qing said calmly.With that said, Mu Qing picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

"Of course, directly kill Wuhun City and destroy Wuhun Palace." An excited voice sounded.Mu Qing and Zhu Zhuqing turned their heads and looked at the door.Yes, it was Ning Rongrong.She looked happy.His face turned red with excitement.Like a gust of wind, it rushed into the room.Sitting on Mu Qing's right hand side, she hugged his arm.He continued, "If we win this time, we can keep winning. What are you afraid of? Just mobilize the troops and rush into Wuhun City. Kill that old witch Bibi Dong!"

"We have also lost tens of thousands of people. The losses are not small. Why don't you take a rest?" Mu Qing said calmly.

"This is just a knighthood. Let's directly mobilize three knighthoods. We can gather 30 soul masters. I don't believe it. How can a mere martial soul hall turn the world upside down?" Ning Rongrong raised a fist, excited said.

Turning his head and looking at Zhu Zhuqing who was moved by Ning Rongrong's words, Mu Qing curled his lips slightly and said, "You have to know that the Spirit Hall is dedicated to the God of Angels. Don't be afraid if the God comes down to earth." , just beat us up?" In order to cool them down, Mu Qing lied.

"God?" The excitement on Ning Rongrong's face solidified.

There was also a hint of solemnity in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes.The two turned their heads and looked at Mu Qing in the middle.

"Yes, since ancient times, the Wuhun Palace has been controlled by Qianjia except Bibi Dong. The Wuhuns are all seraphs. Have you really never been curious?"

"Then, Ah Qing, aren't you?" Ning Rongrong said anxiously.

"You know, after all, I haven't really made it that far. I don't know if I can win." Mu Qing's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning, brushing against Ning Rongrong's black hair.

"Then! Okay then! Let them run rampant for a while longer. When we are strong enough, we will destroy them." Ning Rongrong said unwillingly.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Mu Qing and raised the corners of his mouth.A smile flashed in his eyes.He is lying to her!

At the same time, the same battle report was sent to Bibi Dong's desk.

Picking up the battle report, Bibi Dong opened it.There was a look in his eyes that was indeed the case.However, the next moment, she stood up suddenly and said excitedly, "How is it possible?" Below, several ministers quickly stood up and came over.

Bibi Dong gritted her teeth and her eyes turned red.He handed over the battle report in his hand.

Soon, a exclamation came.A hint of smile flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes.However, when the ministers looked over, there was no trace of a smile in her eyes. Instead, they were filled with hatred and hatred.

"Your Majesty! Revenge!"

"Yes! Revenge!" Several veterans shouted.

"Shut up!" Bibi Dong placed her palm on the case.said loudly.

The room fell silent for an instant.

Bibi Dong looked around at everyone and said coldly, "Don't you think it's embarrassing? Revenge? What revenge? Are you going to do it?"

"Then, Your Majesty, please tell me what to do. I'm afraid if it damages the majesty of the empire!"

Seeing the slightly frightened eyes of a group of people, Bibi Dong closed her eyes and gasped.Soon, she opened her eyes suddenly and said, "Before this battle, I have sent the saint to the Death Cult. In the near future, there will be news back. Now, it is not easy to go to war. Please be patient and wait for the strength of the empire. After recovery, we will naturally not let go of the Death Cult!"

Everyone looked at each other.Then, he clasped his hands into fists and said, "I will obey your Majesty's will!"

"Go down!" A trace of fatigue flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes and she waved her hand.

As a result, Bibi Dong started laughing as soon as people left.He smiled, tears welling up in his eyes.