The Secret Code of Monsters.

Chapter 890 Ch.889 Reasons (Part )

Casualties are inevitable in a bloody battle.

Even if Roland opened the "field", the scene after the battle was definitely "tragic" - few people could face the real ritualist as an apprentice like Roland. Otherwise, Crow would not be speechless every time.

These civilians who had just joined and had not witnessed the "great power" with their own eyes, learned an extremely important lesson in life tonight:
'What is real power'.

Whether it was the "Holy Flame" or the "Beast Herd", even the ritualists who seemed quite "backward and ignorant" to Rose could fight against several villagers with weapons at the same time.

The White Lotus sect massacred them.

They massacred the villagers.

As the walls began to shrink, the maze-like corridors gradually faded into the mist, and minced flesh and blood covered every inch of the land.

"Since the Holy Church came into being, we have rarely strangled so many white dogs..."

Feng Rushong's long collar was stained with blood, and he came out from behind the house holding Feng Hu.

Feng Xuan lost two fingers, which she hastily wrapped with cloth, and she and Shandel moved among the wounded.

Many of the children taught by Roland have disappeared.

What makes people most angry is.

The instigator did not die tragically in this encounter that should not have happened.

"Zhang Yucai...Tuji..."

Feng Hu certainly recognized the two 'lords' of Changgeng's Division - they seemed to have not encountered any of Changgeng's Division guards, with only their heads showing through their cloaks.

"What? Are the wild dogs fighting among themselves?" Feng Hu laughed loudly, pushed his brother aside, and pulled out a broken knife from the corpse in the corner: "Today we can finally settle the feud, cleanly."

Those who can still stand stand up silently.

Come around.

Although they did not know Tu Ji and Zhang Yucai, they recognized the white robes they were wearing.

Everyone in Changgeng's division will die.

Tuji sat down with his broken arm in his hands, not even having the strength to stand up. Zhang Yucai was better than him, but he didn't think he could fight against so many "warlocks" - especially the "array" just now...

The blood-red black eyes flickered slightly.

"Feng Hu."

"It's your grandfather," Feng Hu wiped the blood from his chin, like a tiger about to devour someone, with murderous intent in his eyes: "Chase me, chase me, chase me! Are you still chasing me now? Bah!"

Zhang Yucai, with his black hair loose, raised his head quietly.

Man as his name suggests.

His face is as beautiful as jade and his eyes are as bright as stars.

He looked at Feng Hu, and his gaze suddenly shifted to Yolanda in the crowd.

"I am Zhang Yucai, the chief of Changgeng Division."

Feng Hu sneered: "Even if you turn into ashes, Grandpa will recognize you."

Zhang Yucai's voice was calm, and he asked in public as if he knew the answer but asked: "You and others?"

"What? You're dying, so you don't recognize your grandfather?" Feng Hu was about to draw his knife, but Feng Rushong held him down. He shook his head slightly at his brother, walked past him, and faced the man with blood on his face but not dull eyes.

"Sir, don't you know the Holy Teachings?" Feng Rushong asked softly.

"Holy Teaching..." Zhang Yucai groaned for a moment: "Holy Teaching, what do you want to do?"

Feng Hu hummed: "Make all the people like dragons."

"How dare you!" Tuji glared, "How dare you be——"

"Tuji," Zhang Yucai sighed, and then asked, "What happens after you turn into a dragon?"

Feng Rusong raised his head and said: "Drive out the wolves, greed and evil, and save the people from their misery."

Zhang Yucai said nothing.

After a long time he asked again.

"Why not join forces with Chang Geng?"

"This land is full of Chang Geng," Feng Rushong waved his long sleeves, sweeping the minced meat beside him, "May I ask how Lord Zhang could have fallen to this point? What was the great victory at sea? Where did the victory come from?"

Zhang Yucai's face darkened. He gently opened a corner of the cloak and lowered his voice:

"I want to talk to you privately." He revealed not only the boy's face in the cloak, but also the boy's eye-catching vest.

Feng Rushong was shocked.

"This, this is-"

Zhang Yucai stared at him and nodded slowly.

…………

……

The boy under the cloak in her arms is the royal heir.

Even though Feng Rushong and Feng Hu were traitors and had done many evil things worthy of beheading, they still showed an unconcealable restraint when facing a descendant of the royal family.

Zhang Yucai invited Roland and others into the house to listen to the conversation, and also taught several rebels what exactly happened in the safe capital city.

"The evil cult sorcerers colluded... poisoned the emperor and his offspring, and took control of the government. Yu Cai had no choice but to take the heir out under the pretext of hunting. Brother Feng, you and I are in this situation now. If we let them succeed, I'm afraid we will really be neither dragons nor snakes..."

Feng Rushong frowned: "Connected to...who?"

Asking a question requires an answer. But Feng Rushong obviously knows better than anyone present who the evildoers of the cult will be connected with - who else is determined to cut off this bloodline?
"benefit."

He uttered a word softly, causing the boy in the cloak to look at him sideways: "Although you are a traitor, you are a smart man."

"Silly boy, isn't it obvious?" Rose bit a straw and slumped in the soft chair in a daze.

Roland pulled the straw out of her teeth and nodded at the boy with a smile.

"Good day, future monarch."

The boy pursed his lips and tilted his head, not daring to look directly into Roland's eyes: "... Nonsense. The revenge of my father and brother has not yet been avenged—"

"I'm saying that no matter whether it's them or us, once we sit on a good chair, we start to act pretentiously..." Rose was about to say something, but Cinder, who came in wiping his hands, covered her mouth and helped her out with Halida on the left and right.

"Your hands are so dirty!"

"I heard that you were bitten on the arm by a wolf. It looks like it will leave a scar."

"I don't care."

"Roland might..."

"You have no business whatsoever with us."

"I'm worried about you, Vansittart."

"You just make me sick, Kratov. And Halida, which side are you on—"

"You took it upon yourself to engage in battle with the Four Rings. Roland is very angry."

"He won't give birth to... me... really? I didn't notice him just now..."

The conversation faded away.

The room was quiet for a moment.

"Master Zhang."

Feng Rushong reopened the topic.

"The Holy Church is not the Changgeng Division."

"It can be."

Zhang Yucai said seriously.

He didn't need to hint, as everyone present was aware of what the 'only remaining prince' meant - unlike the murdered emperor, this boy who narrowly escaped death did not have too many negative views on the so-called 'Holy Church'. Apart from the fact that many of their methods of doing things were cruel and heartless, their hearts were sincere.

not to mention.

Who is available now?
Even if you have an idea, you have to say you don't have one now.

He promised Feng Rushong that if he succeeded one day, he would first pardon the crimes of "Bai Lian" and then spread the "magic" to the world - this was a big promise.

"The filthy sorcerer..."

Feng Rushong was more concerned about the evildoer who had harmed the Tian family.

If they really had the ability to stir up trouble in the palace, they would not be qualified to fight against them - they were called rebels, but in fact, the White Lotus Sect had been chased around the world by the Changgeng Division. Rather than rebelling, they were more like arsonists who set fires everywhere.

Right now this group of Changgengsi guards are enough to make people exhausted, let alone enter the palace.

(End of this chapter)