Chapter 835 New Master (Lazy Ten Thousand Coins Plus Update 2)

Bai Hu's expression froze, and the teasing expression on his face was taken back, his heart was heavy, and he was speechless for a while.

And Chen Guang, who was listening on the side, couldn't help but wiped his tears again, and took a step forward: "Sir, now the general is gone, our shocking army is leaderless, please take in our 100,000 generals and become our new commander-in-chief. ."

Ouyang Haoxuan casually wrapped his broken arm with a piece of gauze before looking at Chen Guang, and said lightly, "The new commander of the Zhenwei Army is not me, and I don't have any amulet on my body that can mobilize the Zhenwei Army."

"What? Is the military talisman lost?" Chen Guang exclaimed, then immediately shook his head and said, "No! You are the only bloodline of General Ouyang, Shizi. Even if the military talisman is lost, you are the only master we will recognize. Please don't. Worry."

Ouyang Haoxuan sneered and looked at Chen Guang faintly, "There is one thing I think you may not know yet, before my father died, he entrusted both me and Zhenwei Army to one person. Now, Zhenwei Army The military talisman is in her hands, and I have recognized her as the master. Therefore, she is the real new master of Zhenwei Army."

"What... what?!"

This time, not only Chen Guang, but also the other soldiers who were listening couldn't help exclaiming, "Who the hell is he?!"

Chen Guang and several generals' faces became extremely ugly when they thought that a stranger from unknown origin was coming to lead their Zhenwei Army and become their new commander.

They have existed as the private army of the Ouyang family for decades, and Ouyang Zhixiong is their god and their master.

Now that Ouyang Zhixiong is dead, the only person they recognize is his son, Ouyang Haoxuan.

But who knows, Ouyang Haoxuan refused to accept the Zhenwei Army, instead saying that the Zhenwei Army belonged to his master.

Owner? ! So... what kind of person is he coming from?

Chen Guang was about to ask more clearly when suddenly Ouyang Haoxuan frowned slightly and looked at the sky not far away.

Bai Hu also clicked his tongue: "What's the matter with this guy Ah Wu, didn't he let him clean up all the grandchildren of the Feng family around Longhu Mountain?"

Chen Guang was startled, and followed Ouyang Haoxuan's gaze.

I saw dense black dots soon appeared in the sky to the north.

"Hey—" Chen Guang sucked in a breath of cold air and said in a trembling voice, "Then...that's...the prince, that's the one from the Feng family who came to hunt you down?"

The people in the sky soon fell to the ground.

There were more than 30 warriors, and the leader was a middle-aged man with dark skin and square face.

And behind him, there are five middle-level warriors of Jindan stage, and the rest of the warriors are also high-level practitioners of congealing stage.

As soon as Bai Hu saw the person in the lead, he immediately curled his lips and said, "It turned out to be the other of the four hall masters of the Feng family, Cai Jie."

Chen Guang looked at the warriors who had fallen to the foot of the mountain, and then listened to Bai Hu's words to confirm that they were from the Feng family, and his heart sank a little.

The prince is already injured, and the white tiger is no more than two Jindan stage warriors, how can he compete with these thirty or so people?

He gritted his teeth and whispered to Ouyang Haoxuan: "Sir, you go first, we..."

Ouyang Haoxuan glanced at him, interrupted him, and said slowly, "Uncle Chen, stop talking nonsense."

Chen Guang was stunned and looked at Ouyang Haoxuan blankly.