Martial Soul: Be a Saint

In front of them, a Royal-cloak youth suddenly walked over, just in time to meet the two of them. The moment they crossed paths, the suddenly frowned, and then stopped in his tracks and turned his head to look.    

    

At this moment, the emperor's daughter was lowering her head. She was struggling internally and did not notice the arrival of the other party.    

    

But when Royal-cloak youth saw her face clearly, he was immediately shocked in his heart.    

    

"Aunt, what happened to you?"    

    

He asked with a look of surprise, immediately interrupting her train of thoughts.    

    

When Huang Mei raised her head to take a look, her pupils constricted.    

    

"Yinglong, it's you!"    

    

She was pleasantly surprised.    

    

The Royal-cloak youth in front of them was named Huang Ying Long and was one of the sons of her brother. Before this, their relationship was not bad and they had visited her Extreme Imperial City many times.    

    

"Aunt, how did you become like this? I almost didn't recognize you!" Huang Yinglong asked her.    

    

"Ah, Raindragon, it's hard to explain in a single sentence! Your cousin's life was damaged by Huang Quan. Your aunt's martial arts foundation was completely destroyed, and she almost came back alive! " Hearing this, Huang Mei sighed to him.    

    

"What …"    

    

Huang Yinglong's face changed as he heard her words.    

    

"Yinglong, is your grandfather home? Bring me to him, aunt has something to say to him!" Huang Meiniang hurriedly asked him.    

    

"On... Are you in the meeting room? Go... I'll take you to see him! "    

    

"Ugh …" What's the matter now? "    

    

"Sigh, wasn't it all for the matters of our royal family and our sect? The last time, he sent out so many experts, but they were all wiped out without a single one coming back. These days, Grandfather is investigating this matter!"    

    

Huang Yinglong casually replied to her.    

    

Afterwards, he brought her to a certain courtyard in the inner court.    

    

At this time, in the royal palace, in the discussion hall, tens of Royal hierarchy were seated obediently. In the main seat, a dignified and domineering Emperor Taiji was saying something to them.    

    

"Everyone, these few days, our Royal Mi Wei has investigated more or less about the deaths of the royal family's experts, do you have any thoughts on this?"    

    

Huang Taiji's gaze swept across the crowd below and asked them in an extremely clear and loud voice.    

    

He already knew about the Extreme Imperial City.    

    

On that day, the many Martial Kings and Royal Mi Wei of the Huangji Sect were killed by Wu Hao alone.    

    

For many days, they had not found a single solution.    

    

With just a wave of Wu Hao's hand, he was able to kill ten Martial Kings.    

    

Convene a family meeting over and over, but you can't come up with a solution.    

    

At this moment, once he said these words, all the Royal hierarchy below looked at each other again.    

    

After a long time, an old man finally said to him, "Tai Ji, I still say this. Our Royal family cannot afford to waste our time. Last time we lost ten Martial King experts, if we lost a few more, our strength would probably be reduced to a third-rate power!"    

    

With that said, another middle-aged man joined in and said, "That's right, Patriarch. That kid's strength is strange and unpredictable. We have to be careful!" If he were to directly attack our imperial family, it would be troublesome! "    

    

Hearing these words, Huang-taiji was immediately enraged.    

    

"Hmph, when did you become so cowardly?" Was it too long ago? My grandson and daughter are both dead now, and their whereabouts are unknown. Do you really think you can take this lying down? " He apologized to the Royal hierarchy s in anger.