Chapter 44 Her Highness the Princess

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"You should be very clear about the nature of the squadron. That is one of the organizations closest to the Divine Continent's protection. There are quite a few capable young people in Nine Continents City. They have always dreamed of this springboard. Young man, I invited you to the Guott squadron. Naturally, I value your strength, but I also value your background. The guardian of the empire has been in the same line since Elder Ye. It is also a good story for you to take over. You should be very clear about the particularity of President Wang's position. "

Yang Wuwei slowly said. He moved on the couch and heavily gasped. From beginning to end, his eyes were firmly locked onto Lin Xiaocao .

Lin Xiaocao naturally understood how important that senior brother was to the empire. The leader of the Divine Continent's protection, the secret service teams, special forces, and a few chaebol clans hiding under the stage to serve the country, as well as some mysterious organizations that never appeared on the surface or even did not even have a code name, were theoretically subordinates of his senior apprentice-brother.

His own strength, is one of the most important conditions for that position, In such a special position, It was equivalent to sitting in the darkest position of the empire, representing the empire fighting in the Dark World. The guardian of the empire had considerable autonomy and directly controlled the most hidden elites in the empire. His real power was frighteningly great. He was no less powerful than the lower ranked member of the Standing Committee of the Decision Making Bureau. Because of the nature of his work, he was even more frightening.

Such a person was an enormous help that could not be ignored in any clan.

The first guardian of the empire was Ye Chunqiu . Twenty years ago, he was known as the number one in the world.

The current guardian was Ye Chunqiu 's eldest disciple, Wang Tianxiong , who was also the guardian of the Ye Clan.

If Lin Xiaocao was able to take that position, the three of them would be able to intimidate the Emperor for decades at home and abroad. This was indeed a good story.

Lin Xiaocao lowered her head slightly and subconsciously reached out to knead her chin, remaining silent.

As an assassin, He had a very structured and disciplined style of conduct, The Dark World is never a battlefield of righteousness, There was no way to play a tough match between the two armies, After more than three years of slaughter, Lin Xiaocao had played with countless so-called elites from all over the world. On the contrary, he did not have so many disciplinary scruples. The'loose soldiers wandering around 'who were unscrupulously exerting their maximum personal abilities gave him a headache. Therefore, he had an almost instinctive feeling of resistance towards joining an organization.

However, he was also very clear that Yang Wuwei's words made sense. If he wanted to take revenge, it would be the best and quickest choice to deal with the Lin Clan in the southwest of the empire and become the guardian of the empire.

"Let's talk about it."

Lin Xiaocao shook his head and didn't give Yang Wuwei a definite answer.

Yang Wuwei hesitated, There was an unconcealable look of disappointment in his eyes. War God, this was a super killing weapon that the governments of all countries had secretly sent elites to rope in after his debut. If he could rope it in to serve the country, then if he and President Wang worked together, the status of the Divine Continent's protection in the Dark World would be multiplied and its deterrence would be greatly increased.

He took a deep look at the thoughtful Lin Xiaocao . He sighed in his heart, He secretly shook his head and told himself not to be anxious, His tone was still gentle and gentle, "come to me, With your strength, I definitely won't give you a cannon fodder position, Thunder squad, you can't go now, Gale squad is fine. Vice captain, or combat instructor, you can choose between the two positions. The Guardian Squadron is my territory. Although I'm old, I'm not dead yet. It's still useful to speak. As long as I'm still here, no one will be willing to stretch their claws out to this area of the Guardian Squadron. Think about it carefully. I'll be waiting for news from you at any time. "

"Alright."

Lin Xiaocao nodded and sincerely said, "Thank you, Elder Yang."

Yang Wuwei laughed heartily and said in a straightforward voice. The atmosphere between the two of them seemed to have eased a lot for no reason. He also took the opportunity to ask the questions in his heart and asked curiously, "Your sword strike was very interesting. No, it should be very terrifying." "I, Yang Wuwei, have been a martial artist ever since I was born. Although I have never been ranked number one in my life, I admit that I am not lacking in experience. That sword strike not only fused with Elder Ye's move, but also seemed to have the intention of being invincible in the world. It can be said to be quite rare for me to possess both body and spirit. Can you tell me more specifically?"

The word "invincible" in Yang Wuwei's mouth was not an adjective, but a unique technique that was as famous as the one that used his entire body's muscles to pursue the limits of moving Qing Country.

It was also an amazing way of exerting strength. In an instant, the joints on his entire body tensed up, and he gathered his strength at a single point. What he was pursuing was an explosive force that surpassed the limits of the human body!

This move was called invincible under the heavens.

It was rumored that the young emperor had majored in this move twenty years ago. This move was the foundation for him to be invincible in the world.

"It's still being perfected. I haven't figured out some details yet. That sword strike actually consumed a lot of energy. Even at my peak, I won't be able to do it a few times. It's too far from what I expected. It feels awkward to accumulate and exert my strength. It seems like my train of thought is wrong."

Lin Xiaocao frowned. It wasn't detailed, It wasn't that he didn't want to say it, it was because he couldn't express that feeling. Although Yang Wuwei had lost to him, the old man's life experience wasn't ordinary. If he could explain it clearly, he would definitely get a good harvest. However, the sword that he had racked his brains to think about in the past two years still left him at a loss. He wouldn't be able to find the key point for a while.

"Too pursuit of perfection."

Yang Wuwei shook his head. "I don't know how Qing Guo and Invincible Under Heaven exert their strength, but compared to the two, I can vaguely guess. Even if it's not the two opposite extremes, the difference isn't too close. It's not impossible for you to change it at the same time and pursue the limit of speed and explosion, but the consumption will definitely be unbearable and almost unsolvable."

Lin Xiaocao smiled bitterly and remained silent.

Only at this moment would the arrogance on his body, intentionally or unintentionally, completely disappear. His entire body appeared to be distressed and helpless, as if he was an ordinary person who was constantly groping for the path to becoming stronger, rather than an almost invincible war god.

"What's the name of this sword?"

Yang Wuwei asked softly with a tentative tone.

"Strange."

Lin Xiaocao hesitated for a moment, but still didn't choose to hide anything. A single name wasn't a secret.

Yang Wuwei was stunned for a moment and smiled playfully.

The young emperor had frantically caused a catastrophe, He had no choice but to flee to Europe. Returning to the empire five years later was like an invincible posture. Very few people knew what happened to the emperor who had completely disappeared in the last three of those five years. However, after his first visit to Kunlun, everyone knew that he had greatly modified the ultimate technique of the Wang Clan, Invincible Under Heaven.

The emperor was the first person to change the invincible and completely successful world.

Moreover, those who had fought with him and were still alive did not deny that the modified sword had at least surpassed the invincible sword in terms of power.

That sword strike was called Wang Dao.

Sly Dao versus King Dao, their pertinence was obvious.

"You don't have to worry. How old are you? Actually, with your talent, you have reached this level now. It can be said to be shocking. Ten or twenty years later, you almost dare not imagine. From this point of view, you have already far surpassed the Crown Prince and Wang Tongtian . It is not too much to say that you are a genius."

Yang Wuwei comforted him. He truly had a heart of love. This young man could defeat him today, but what about tomorrow? What about next year? What kind of height would he reach?

"Far beyond? A genius?"

Lin Xiaocao mocked himself, But he didn't say much, From childhood to adulthood, He chose a different path, Or perhaps it could be said to be on the sidelines, His strength, at the same price, The sword that heavily injured the Emperor three years ago was his peak condition, To surpass him was basically as difficult as ascending to the heavens. Right now, he was almost determined. The space for his growth was already pitifully small. However, Wang Bolong was different. He had only just started when he was young, and he was in his early twenties. His potential was enormous. The space for his growth was worth everyone's expectation. In twenty years, no one knew if he would become the second emperor.

The two of them had chosen the opposite path from the very beginning, and they were walking further and further down their respective paths.

Lin Xiaocao , who was mocking himself but did not regret it at all, took a deep breath and his eyes were firm.

"Bo Long, do you think they won't fight again?"

On the sofa outside the recuperation room, Chen Qingyu waited for a while, but did not find Lin Xiaocao out. She could not help but ask with a strange expression on her charming face.

"It's unlikely. Elder Yang's injuries are not light. It's unwise to choose to attack at this time."

Wang Bolong chuckled softly. His tone was calm. He looked at Chen Qingyu and suddenly said with a smile, "Sister, if His Highness and Elder Yang fought, who would you choose to help?"

"Ah?"

Chen Qingyu 's face suddenly flushed red. She was at a loss for two seconds before she suddenly reacted, "Of course it was to help Master! I have nothing to do with His Highness that bastard!"

"Oh, it doesn't matter. I understand."

Wang Bolong blinked and smiled playfully with a meaningful look in his eyes.

"Don't laugh!"

Chen Qingyu glared at Wang Bolong with an indignant tone. She could only repeat the same old tune and threaten, "If you dare to arrange me again, the next time you go to my house, I will let my father beat you up!"

"Stop laughing, I swear I'm not laughing, haha!"

Wang Bolong 's laughter became even more refreshing.

Chen Qingyu angrily kicked Wang Bolong in front of her. Her charming face was a little complicated, and there was a trace of sadness on her face. "Alright, this is just a joke. It's just a bet. I'm willing to admit defeat. It's fine. After tomorrow, everything will be fine. Do you really think I'm a flower idiot?"

"Is that so?"

Wang Bolong asked softly. The corner of his mouth was smiling, but there was a trace of helplessness in his eyes that Chen Qingyu could not understand. "Perhaps that's what you think, but the truth is not that simple. Who dares to touch a woman that a war god touched? Sister, you are too naive. Do you really think that His Highness came to Nine Continents City to be a bodyguard? His identity can be hidden for a lifetime?"

Chen Qingyu was stunned for a moment.

She sat on the sofa, her eyes changing, sometimes absent-minded, sometimes confused. After a long time, she muttered to herself, "Your Highness the War God..."

Wang Bolong smiled, but before he could say anything, his phone suddenly rang.

He flipped through his pocket, then took his phone, looked at the number on it, was stunned for a moment, then pressed the answer button and fed it.

The telephone conversation was very short. The other end of the line said something very briefly. Then, the famous Crown Prince in the capital held his phone and gave a bitter smile with a headache and an unbearable pain on his face.

Kyushu City International Airport.

Within the VVIP passageway, which was open to the public only a few times a year, a white-clothed woman with a long box on her back slowly walked out of the passageway.

The entire small area of the airport instantly became silent.

The area spread rapidly.

The originally noisy hall suddenly lost its voice!

White clothes, white skirts, a pair of exquisite white embroidered shoes, She was at least 1.75 meters tall. Her long, soft, jet black hair gently circled around her neck and rested on her chest, propping up her slightly tight white jacket. Her expression was calm, clear, and cold. Her pair of pure, clear eyes could clearly reflect the resplendent and sparkling eyes of her surroundings, but there was no strange fluctuation.

Picturesque?

Extremely beautiful?

Overwhelming?

A peerless genius?

Some men who were standing closer to her had these words popping up in their minds for no reason. Then, they shook their heads and rejected them with a bitter smile. This kind of words that used to look very beautiful seemed to become vulgar to her.

It was like a white snow lotus blooming in the lobby of the airport. It was not seductive, cold and elegant, giving everyone a sense of sacredness that could only be seen from afar, but did not dare to profane it in the slightest.

She did not say a word and calmly moved forward.

Everyone in the airport lobby had begun to retreat.

Behind her, a burly man who was at least two meters tall also carried a cloth bag on his back. He lacked a right arm and his face was dull and stupid. He walked less than two meters behind her without saying a word.

The white-clothed woman and the burly man left the airport lobby.

The hall instantly exploded!

After walking out of the airport and putting the noise behind her, the woman stood in front of the terminal building and looked up at the sky of Nine Continents City.

Cloudy day.

Cold wind.

Her white skirt and soft hair flew at the same time. She stood elegantly in the wind, like a dream, like a fairy descending from the mortal world.

A silver Rolls-Royce slowed down and finally stopped in front of the woman. In front of and behind the Rolls-Royce, two Mercedes-Benz S-Class cars stopped steadily. The doors of the car opened at the same time. Eight burly and robust men got out of the car and bowed slightly to the woman in white at the same time.

A middle-aged woman in the Rolls-Royce driver's seat pushed open the door and got off the car. After circling the car for more than half a circle, she personally pulled open the back door of the luxury car. She slightly bent down and respectfully said, "Your Highness, Your Highness, Your Highness wants me to pick you up and Tiger Lord up."

Dressed in white, she gently brushed her hair and nodded. With a hum, she drilled into the back row of Rolls-Royce.

The convoy slowly left.

This scene was unforgettable to anyone who was fortunate enough to witness the entire process!

Rolls-Royce left the airport and drove smoothly through the wide streets of Kyushu City.

In the back row of the car, the woman in white took out her phone and called. She whispered, "Brother, I'm in Nine Continents City."

She paused and gently bit her lip, as if she was a wronged child. "I want to see him," she said softly.