C1219 Battalion Leader(part Iii)
1219. Battalion Owner.
Long Wei opened his mouth wide and swallowed Gong Yunping's soul blood, taking him in as his underling.
Seeing this scene, the corner of Qin Sheng's mouth twitched slightly.
Long Wei was Qin Sheng's Follower, and Gong Yunping was Long Wei's Follower. So the relationship between Qin Sheng and Gong Yunping was. . .
Wasn't this the same Holy Son Gong Yunping who sat with Qin Sheng, who had become Qin Sheng's Follower?
If this news were to spread, it would definitely shock the entire Holy House of the Day.
Even Son of God had become Qin Sheng's Follower. Such explosive news would definitely set off huge waves and shock everyone.
. . .
Suddenly, Qin Sheng turned his gaze to a person who was prostrating on the ground and asked, "You are called Black Flood Dragon?"
The Black Flood Dragon's entire body trembled as it raised its head and said, "Replying to Battalion Owner, I am Black Flood Dragon. I offended you just now. Please forgive me!"
The Black Flood Dragon was extremely humble. It was not as powerful as it was at the beginning. Its attitude was very humble and humble.
His face was filled with hesitation, and his forehead was covered in sweat. His heart was hanging in a knot.
Not only did Qin Sheng possess the Black Tiger Tally, he was also able to control their life and death. To put it bluntly, as long as Qin Sheng wanted to, his Black Flood Dragon would be destroyed, and he would never be able to reincarnate.
Besides, even if Qin Sheng wasn't Battalion Owner and didn't have the Black Tiger Tally, with his and Long Wei's strength, they could easily sweep away all the random people in the cannon fodder camp.
Qin Sheng's expression was very calm, and he didn't reveal any killing intent. He said with a smile, "Relax, I won't kill you. "
When the Black Flood Dragon heard this, its hanging heart immediately relaxed, and its tensed face relaxed.
"However, I have something to ask you. If you don't tell me the truth. . . You know the consequences. "
Qin Sheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and killing intent that made the Black Flood Dragon's hair stand on end bloomed in the depths of his eyes.
This killing intent was not something that Qin Sheng could condense at his age. It was more like a killing intent that had been condensed after countless killings. The Black Flood Dragon felt that this killing intent was attached to Qin Sheng's body, making him look like a god of slaughter.
"Bang!"
The Black Flood Dragon was so frightened that it immediately prostrated on the ground. Its forehead was even touching the cold ground.
"Battalion Owner, I will definitely tell you everything I know. I can even use the Soul Oath. I will never lie to you!" The Black Flood Dragon promised.
Qin Sheng nodded and asked, "Tell me about the general situation of the fifty-six battalions. "
When Black Flood Dragon heard this, he could not help but look at Qin Sheng a few more times. He felt that this Battalion Owner seemed to have experienced a lot. He had experience that was completely different from his age.
"Back to Battalion Owner, adults, our fifty-six battalions are known as vanguard camps. Actually, everyone knows that. To put it bluntly, it is a cannon fodder camp. As long as there is an order from the army, no matter what level of danger it is, we must charge and break through the enemy lines!" The Black Flood Dragon said carefully.
"The cannon fodder of the cannon fodder camp is basically a condemned prisoner and a felon of the Great Yan Dynasty. Originally, it was impossible for him to leave the Celestial Prison for the rest of his life. " The Black Flood Dragon said, "I don't deny that we have done many heartless things in the past, but many of us were forced to do so!"
When Qin Sheng heard this, he immediately snorted disdainfully and said with a cold smile: "Is that so? Putting away your petty thoughts, do you think I'm easy to fool, or do you think I'm too kind?"
"Peng!"
As soon as Qin Sheng's voice faded, Long Wei's big foot suddenly kicked out. With a cracking sound, the Black Flood Dragon's chest collapsed. A terrifying force erupted in an instant, turning into a black lightning bolt. It crashed heavily into the Talisman, forming a human-shaped deep hole.
"Clang!"
Gong Yunping took out his Symbol Sword. A ruthless look flashed across his eyes, and with a 'Pu Chi' sound, he cut off a finger of the Black Flood Dragon.1
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