semi-system weapon

Chapter 88
As the blade of the patron saint of the empire, Zhang Yuan blinked and looked at the long knife inserted on the roof of the building. This long knife given to Xingyu by Huo Tianen at will has such a reputation.

Looking at this long knife, Zhang Yuan suddenly thought of Huo Tianen's usual personality, and suddenly Zhang Yuan laughed, the blade of the patron saint of the empire, a very ridiculous name, a very terrible name.

A knife with such a name is held in the hands of a peerless powerhouse, so the safety of most officials in this empire will be protected to a certain extent, just because if they want to attack this country, no official can fight against it. Compared with the peerless strong man holding this knife.

Killing the peerless strong man holding this knife is definitely the biggest blow to this country.

With the reputation of being the patron saint of a bullshit empire, Huo Tianen's responsibilities are probably beyond everyone's imagination. No wonder Huo Tianen sent this knife ten years ago. I'm afraid that's when Huo Tianen discovered Zhang Yuan's understanding, and that's when Huo Tianen I am ready to throw away all the burdens to train him.

A man who once tried his best to let his son join the army to protect the country, after decades of shouldering the burden of protecting the country, finally gave up this responsibility for his son, and a touch of warmth flowed through Zhang Yuan's heart.

Even if such a man is not his biological father, why can't he be regarded as his biological father?

"How can a group of people who even want to kill the patron saint of the empire still respect this knife?"

Zhang Yuan sighed slightly, although it was a sigh, none of the Ex-Machinas who could follow Feng Xing was a fighter at least five-star or above, so Zhang Yuan's sigh could be heard clearly by everyone present, Immediately, the soldiers surrounding here lowered their weapons one after another.

At this moment, the soldier's sense of honor and shame finally overwhelmed the imperial power. In fact, this is what Feng Xing has been worried about all along. Too high a reputation will directly lead to threats to his rule. In addition, that man has received too many imperial gifts. It doesn't matter if that man is silent, but if that man starts to make a high profile one day, each of those honors is enough to push that man to the real altar.

"If the real patron saint of the empire were here, we would naturally respect him, but you are not the patron saint of the empire."

Feng Xing spoke harshly, and while speaking, the corner of his eye glanced at Mo Haiqing on the side. He believed that the latter could understand what he meant. After more than ten years as a monarch, he still knew this subordinate very well.

After all, the emperor is the emperor. If someone else said this sentence, I am afraid it would not have much effect. Even if Mo Haiqing said similar words before, it would not have a great effect. However, Feng Xing's words made those who lowered their weapons More than half of the fighters raised their weapons again.

"The blade of the patron saint of the empire was given to Huo Tianen by legislation. This blade can be passed down in Huo Tianen's lineage. Whether it is Huo Tianen's son or disciple, he can inherit this national weapon and bear the reputation of the patron saint of the empire. "

Just as Feng Xing finished speaking, Song Nanxing jumped out beside him and spoke loudly. His words were extremely firm, with a tone of impartiality and impartiality. What came back was the latter's firm response.

At this moment, Song Nanxing is really going all out. Anyway, he has at most [-] years to live, and because of some relationship, he is still a man without heirs. Instead of waiting until the bed of old and dead is annihilated in history, It's better to take a risk and leave a good name forever.

"Even if it can be passed on, can it be passed on casually? It's impossible for my father not to set restrictions back then. Song Nanxing, if you don't know some things, don't talk nonsense, otherwise you will be infamy forever."

Feng Xing looked at Song Nanxing angrily, and Song Nanxing's face tightened when he said the last sentence. Indeed, although he is on the side of justice, his identity determines that he needs to be impartial, and he needs hard evidence. He said before It is indeed ironclad evidence, and he can even find witnesses at any time, but he doesn't know how the inheritance procedures are. Even the matter of inheritance can be heard by the emperor of Northern Ireland by chance.

"A man who is not the patron saint of the empire holds the blade of the patron saint of the empire, and a man who is the son of the patron saint of the empire kills so many of our brothers. Although Northern Ireland is a country that respects the rule of law, this kind of national humiliation and family hatred How can we bear it, brothers, kill these two bastards."

A sad and angry voice suddenly sounded among the Ex-Machina fighters. Some of the Ex-Machina fighters who were swinging from side to side were suddenly agitated by the sound, while more confused Ex-Machina fighters followed the sound and dominated their almost dizzy state. mind.

"Hiss, bark."

There was a crisp sound, and a faint air suddenly appeared in front of the mecha warriors who were rushing to the roof. The huge wave of air suddenly rolled outwards, and the charging mecha warriors were hit by the huge blow. People who are hit by the waves are thrown off their backs.

"Others are not qualified to hold this knife, I must be qualified, and it is not a big deal for my son to kill a black-armored warrior army to protect me."

Indifferently, but every word reveals a sky-high arrogance, Feng Xing's cheeks twitched, Mo Haiqing's eyelids twitched violently, while Howard's face flushed with excitement, Song Nanxing watched calmly I don't know when the black armored warrior who appeared on the top of the building didn't know what he was thinking.

"Father, a message from the emperor's grandfather."

After the scene fell silent, a frizzy voice suddenly sounded, and then Feng Moyun stumbled and ran into the encirclement with the virtual phenomenon device in his arms. He ran very fast, his body was slightly staggering, and he seemed to be about to fall at any time.

Feng Xing looked at his third son and couldn't help but show a helpless expression. This son is useless, and he can't do anything without martial arts. Even if he makes a mistake, he doesn't bother to pay attention to it, just because if he doesn't do that kind of unreasonable thing, it will be better for this child. It is not normal, but it is normal to make a small mistake.

The virtual phenomenon device was turned on, and an old figure lying on the bed appeared in front of everyone. After this figure appeared, he turned his head with difficulty to look at Huo Tianen who was wearing a black machine suit on the roof.

"Looks like I'm still a step too late."

An old voice sounded at the scene, and the old man looked at Huo Tianen who was dressed in black, with a hint of bitterness in his tone.

"Perhaps this is God's will. Putting on this Ex-Machina again and facing the past 20 years ago again, some things really need to be resolved. The tribe, Lan Nuo, and I always need an answer. This I don’t seem to be able to protect the empire any longer, and I only ask you for one thing after 20 years of protection.”

Huo Tianen looked at the old man calmly, the latter was panting, the sound of his old and heavy breathing was so depressing in this quiet place, Feng Xing stood behind the virtual projection, You are a generation of emperors but dare not say anything.

"Sigh, since you have made up your mind, I have nothing to say."

The old figure let out a long and helpless sigh, and suddenly looked majestically at the ministers around him. All the ministers he saw knelt down and bowed their heads. No one, including Feng Xing and Mo Haiqing, dared to speak to him. Look at each other.

"The patron saint of the empire is the foundation of the empire. Anyone who offends can be killed. Within the empire, anyone who dares to offend the patron saint of the empire and his heirs is considered treason and will be killed without forgiveness. This matter will be supervised by Marshal Howard of the Empire. No one can object."

Sighing again, the virtual projection suddenly disappeared, coming and going faster, everything was like a dream, but Howard had already stood up straight and directed the surrounding Ex-Machines to retreat, while Huo Tianen slowly moved away. Walk up to Zhang Yuan.

"Ex-Machina's repository, work hard to practice what I have left for you, we father and son will meet again one day."

Huo Tianen stretched out his hand lightly, Zhang Yuan wanted to say something, but that hand ignored Zhang Yuan's obstruction and pressed on Zhang Yuan's neck to make him dizzy.

"Take care of Yuan'er, the answer your master wants may be answered by Yuan'er in the future."

Huo Tianen handed Zhang Yuan to the girl who didn't know when she went up to the top of the building, and seemed to speak pointedly, and the latter took Zhang Yuan in confusion and looked at Huo Tianen in puzzlement.

Looking at Zhang Yuan for the last time, Huo Tianen showed a faint smile to Howard again. With a fierce kick of his legs, he jumped into the air. He made a flexible turn in the air. He soared into the sky like a rocket and already penetrated the clouds. .

(End of this chapter)