The killer bodyguard of the beautiful president

Wang Yan hastily bowed to express his thanks, "Thank you, senior Xu Hui, for your guidance, this junior has benefited a lot."

Xu Hui smiled and waved his hands, "It's not about giving advice, but just passing on my personal experience to you."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and patted Wang Yan's shoulder, "Wang Yan, work hard to improve your cultivation, you have a heavy responsibility on your shoulders."

"The future depends on you."

Wang Yan hastily clasped his hands and said with a smile: "Senior Xu Hui, aren't you still here? We are just juniors, and we still have to rely on you to take the helm."

Xu Hui smiled and shook his head, "Our group has long belonged to the past tense, and we have long been detached from this era."

"You are destined to be eliminated, and the world will belong to you in the future! Wang Yan, we are all very optimistic about you, and we must shoulder this important task."

Wang Yan nodded solemnly, "Senior Xu Hui, rest assured, we will definitely live up to your high expectations."

Xu Hui smiled and nodded, "Okay, then let's continue patrolling."

"The terrain here is flat, we must strengthen the defense with heavy troops, and we must be vigilant to guard against surprise attacks by the opponent."

"It is necessary to ensure that people do not leave their posts, arrange the rest of the personnel, and maintain combat effectiveness at all times."

Wang Yan responded: "Okay senior, I will remember this point."

"You don't have to be so polite, just call me Big Brother Xu, and we'll treat it as a year-end friendship." Xu Hui said with a smile.

"Then how can it be?" Wang Yan smiled dryly, but he didn't dare to say the words Big Brother Xu.

Xu Hui slapped his forehead, "By the way, I almost ignored the feelings of niece Xian'er."

"How much older is she than you? If you call me big brother, how can Xian'er's niece be embarrassed, ha ha ha."

"How about this, you are the same as Xian'er's niece, just call me Uncle Xu. Doesn't it take advantage of you?"

Wang Yan said with a dry smile: "I have already raised my seniority, and it stands to reason that it is not too much to call you an ancestor."

"Hahaha, then it's settled, just call me Uncle Xu from now on."

Xu Hui said with a smile: "That Mu Qianxue is your wife, right? She looks beautiful! You are very lucky!"

"Seeing that you young couple are loving each other, I am really happy for you from the bottom of my heart."

"However, Wang Yan, the catastrophe is full of crises. Don't let your wife go to the battlefield rashly. Otherwise, if something unexpected happens, you will regret it and live in pain for the rest of your life."

Wang Yan heard the overtones, "Uncle Xu, could it be that you...had a similar painful experience?"

Xu Hui sighed, "It's been 400 years, I thought I could forget it, but time didn't heal my heartache, instead it made me feel more painful."

"Wang Yan, you must protect Mu Qianxue. The tragedy that happened to me back then, I don't want it to happen to you again. Don't go through that pain again."

Although Wang Yan didn't know the specific situation, he could clearly feel the hidden pain in Xu Hui's heart from Xu Hui's expression.

I can't help sighing again, that generation paid too much for the 400 years of steady development.

Including them, they are all the beneficiaries of Xu Hui and others' bloody struggle in exchange for a better life today.

Time passes day by day.

Half a month later, a large number of simulated people appeared in the open space ahead.

Sentinels on the walls immediately noticed the alarm.

Everyone boarded the city wall one after another and looked outside.

"It's finally here!" Xu Hui narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing his killing intent.

"Uncle Xu, these are minion soldiers, leave them to us to clean up." Wang Yan said softly.

Xu Hui nodded slightly, but did not object.

Wang Yan and the others jumped down the city wall and stood in front of the city gate.

Not all the gods who came to attack the No. [-] fortress were simulated humans.

There are also some puppets.

The leader was a man with dark skin and a big beard.

"Kill me!"

The bearded man snorted coldly, and everyone rushed over.

Wang Yan, Mu Qianxue and others went out to fight.

Unleashing a big killer move, those emulators with innate strength, or puppet personnel, were instantly killed.

Only the emulators and puppet members who were cultivated in the Nirvana realm were left behind, and they continued to besiege and kill them.

Wang Yan and the others didn't release any big ultimate moves, and used these armies of gods as a joint tool.

By continuously consuming vitality, and then increasing it, the vitality stock in the body can be quickly accumulated.

Strive for another promotion.

After fighting for half an hour, the army of gods was killed and wounded.

Still unable to pass through the blockade of Wang Yan and others.

"A bunch of trash!"

There was a cold shout from behind, and a man walked out.

It is Jinnara, one of the eight gods.

Ok?

Kinnara looked at Wang Yan, his expression was dazed for a while, and then he said coldly: "You have the breath of Asura on your body! It seems that you should have absorbed his energy and completed the seizure in reverse."

"That's right, you're right." Wang Yan didn't deny it.

Kinnara remained expressionless, "In this case, you should be regarded as a new generation of Asura, and also a member of my eight gods."

"Should be on our side and shouldn't block my way."

Wang Yan smiled contemptuously, "You know, I'm not the Asura of your Celestial Race, but the Asura King of the Human Race!"

"Stubborn, I think you are courting death!"

Asura snorted coldly, and shot to kill him.

Wang Yan hastily made a move to resist, and retreated a few steps.

Although he was not injured, his breath was a little disturbed.

The cultivation base of Peeping Sun Realm is really powerful!

"Back off and give him to me."

At this time, Xu Hui appeared behind Wang Yan and the others.

Wang Yan and others immediately retreated to the side to make way for Xu Hui.

Xu Hui looked at the other party expressionlessly, "Jin Naluo, do you still remember me?"

Ok?

Jin Na Luo stared blankly at Xu Hui, "You're still alive! It's been 400 years since the last war, and you're still alive!"

Xu Hui smiled contemptuously, "You are still alive, how could I die so easily!"

"Jin Naluo, my lover Xue Jinghong died at your hands, do you still remember?!"

Kinnaro sneered and said, "Are you talking about that beautiful girl? Of course I remember it, and it's very clear!"

"The only regret is that I couldn't subdue her and become my slave girl. It's also because she doesn't know what is good and what is bad. If she wants to be my enemy, she can only be killed."

"You want to kill me to avenge her, don't you? It depends on whether you have the ability!"

Xu Hui remained expressionless, with a cold expression on his face, "Jin Na Luo, today is your death day!"

After finishing the words, he took out a long sword, which was the long sword used by Xue Jinghong back then.

It was also the standard long sword specially worn by the soldiers of the Yanlong Iron Brigade back then.

In this day and age, it is long gone.

Only in a few museums, such standard long swords are still stored, recording the glory of the past.

"I will use this sword to take your dog's life and pay homage to my dead wife!"

Xu Hui waved his long sword, pointed at Kinnaruo, and said loudly: "Kinnaruo, take your life!"

"Revenge for killing your wife will be paid in blood!"