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After nearly a year, Chen Hao once again came to the island where Mutu was imprisoned.

This island is where he and Mutu duel.

The island is completely deserted.

In just one year, the castle that has stood for thousands of years has become overgrown with weeds.

Any building in this world that lacks human maintenance will inevitably deteriorate quickly.

Chen Hao walked into the castle and went deep underground.

In the huge underground cave, Mutu has been waiting for a long time.

Chen Hao appears.

Mutu slowly turned around, his red cloak swinging, full of domineering power.

The two faced each other.

Mutu said expressionlessly: "For the last time, being my slave is the only way you can survive."

"Sorry, I'm used to being a master, I can't be a slave." Chen Hao sneered, confronting Mutu tit for tat.

"I originally thought you were suitable to control the East for me. Since you want to die, then go ahead and die." Mutu's eyes narrowed and his red cloak fluttered.

At the same time, Chen Hao was restrained by an invisible force.

"No matter how powerful humans are, they are as weak as ants when facing gods." Mutu walked towards Chen Hao as he spoke, taking his time.

Where he walked, the thick stone floors shattered into powder.

Strong and proud.

No one can compete with it.

At this moment, Mutu was like this, like an invincible king.

Chen Hao gritted his teeth to activate his potential, and the air around him stirred, causing fluctuations visible to the naked eye.

Mutu stopped.

boom!

A loud bang.

Chen Hao broke free completely, and the power burst out from his body, impacting Mutu.

The loud noise just now lingered, and another loud noise erupted, the ground shook, and cracks crisscrossed the ground.

Mutu, who remained motionless after bearing the impact, frowned slightly because his protective aura was almost broken.

"You are indeed a talent."

Mutu remained cold and arrogant and continued to move forward, approaching Chen Hao.

Chen Hao exploded with all his strength, but failed to shake the opponent. He was frightened. He had to admit that Mutu was as strong as a god, but he had no fear.

Facing Mutu who was approaching step by step, he took off the scepter from his back, which was a sacred object of the "saint clan".

Chen Hao used the scepter as a sword and stabbed it out fiercely.

The terrifying aura filled the air instantly.

Mutu, who claimed to be a god, was still proud and took Chen Hao's blow without dodging or blocking.

puff!

The scepter pierced Mutu's chest, and a trace of blood spurted out.

"You should stab me between the eyebrows. It's a pity that you missed the opportunity." Mutu's momentum burst out before he could finish his words.

His shoulder-length blond hair was flying as he punched out.

Chen Hao's heart was palpitating, and he hurriedly let go of the scepter, folded his hands on his chest, and tried his best to resist Mutu's fist.

With a bang... Chen Hao flew backwards for thirty or forty meters, his back hit the cave wall, and the stone wall burst into pieces.

The gravel rolled down.

Chen Hao opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. He knelt on one knee and was about to collapse.

The injured Mutu was still frightening. With one successful blow, he followed Chen Hao like a shadow, grabbed Chen Hao's neck, and pushed Chen Hao heavily against the stone wall.

The already cracked stone wall was completely shattered by Chen Hao's impact.

Chen Hao vomited another mouthful of blood and couldn't move or use his skills.

"Now you should understand how big the gap is between humans and gods."

Mutu looked down upon Chen Hao.

Death comes.

Scenes from the past appeared in Chen Hao's mind, including joys and sorrows, romance, romance, and iron horses.

In this life, he did not live in vain.

The biggest regret was not saving Nasha.

As for what Mutu would do after his death and what the world would become like, he was too lazy to think about it. No matter how much he thought about it, it would be in vain and add to his worries.

"Do you regret it?"

Mutu asked Chen Hao.

Chen Hao gritted his teeth and shook his head with difficulty.

"Obsessive."

Murderous intent emerged in Mu Tu's eyes. The moment he laid his deadly hand, he suddenly let go of Chen Hao and retreated quickly.

A figure descended from above.

At the same time, a black scimitar sank into the place where Mutu had just stood.

Mutu, who could barely avoid the scimitar, changed his expression suddenly and finally lost his composure.

The person who suddenly shot out fell silently in front of Chen Hao.

Chen Hao, who was leaning against the stone wall to barely support his body, looked at the sexy back close at hand and murmured: "Nasha..."

The visitor slowly turned around to look at Chen Hao.

"Nasha!"

Chen Hao was excited.

Nasha is still alive, and he has no regrets in this life.

Seeing that Chen Hao was seriously injured and extremely weak, Nasha became angry. She pulled out a black scimitar and killed Mutu.

...............

The Grand Palace of Country T.

Yin La's inauguration ceremony will be held here soon.

The top local dignitaries and celebrities, ambassadors, ambassadors' wives, and distinguished guests from various countries passed through the security check one after another and entered the Grand Palace.

In the splendid palace, many well-dressed men and women gathered on both sides of the red carpet leading directly to the throne.

They were mostly talking about Yoon Ra.

The first woman in country T was elected as the No. 1 cabinet member, so she was naturally the focus of everyone present.

At ten o'clock in the morning, everyone arrived.

The music is ringing.

All the local dignitaries in the hall knelt on one knee.

Envoys from various countries bowed.

Important members of the royal family, headed by the old king, boarded the throne surrounded by a guard of honor and waved their hands to signal everyone's dispensation.

In country T, the king is supreme.

No matter who is in front of the king, he must show the utmost respect.

If it were not for the large number of foreign envoys and distinguished guests watching the ceremony today, the local dignitaries would have crawled at the feet of the old king without hesitation, showing their humility.

The royal family took their seats.

The inauguration ceremony begins.

In the square outside the palace, salutes were fired.

Yin La stepped on the red carpet, walked up dozens of steps step by step, and walked into the palace.

On both sides of the red carpet, local dignitaries and foreign envoys and distinguished guests applauded warmly to congratulate Yin La on her inauguration.

Yin La, who was wearing a white dress, smiled broadly, clasped her hands on her chest, and kept bowing to those who applauded on both sides of the red carpet.

The first female cabinet No. 1 in country T.

This is undoubtedly the most glorious moment in Yin La's life, but she feels regretful that the person she loves most is not here.

"Something must have happened to him and he can't come." Yin La muttered in her heart, not only not angry, but also a little worried about Chen Hao.

The dignified, generous and beautiful Yin La walked across the red carpet, came to the throne, and saluted the old king.

The old king stood up.

A guard bent down and presented the tray with the appointment letter to the old king with both hands.

The old king picked up the appointment letter.

The winner of the general election will be considered the real cabinet No. 1 only after accepting the appointment of the king.

The king finished reading the letter of appointment.

The five to six hundred people present applauded again.

The king handed over the appointment letter to Yin La.

For Yoon La, what she holds is not a piece of paper, but the future of the country and the expectations of the people.

She took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

"Yin La, turn around and see who is coming." The old king reminded Yin La with a smile.

Yin La turned around subconsciously and saw Chen Hao appearing at the palace gate at some point, looking at her with a smile.

Most of the guests attending the ceremony did not know Chen Hao and were stunned and confused.

Yin La covered her face in excitement, with tears filling her eyes. She was not like this when she won the election.

Chen Hao stepped on the red carpet and walked towards Yin La. His body suffered tremendous pain every step he took, but his smile did not change.

Yin La desperately faced Chen Hao.

Under the gaze of five to six hundred people, Chen Hao picked up Yin La and spun around in circles, causing internal injuries and a stream of salty, hot blood rushing to his throat.