2911: C2911 He Took Advantage of the Situation and Took Advantage of the Situation(part Ii)

C2911 He Took Advantage of the Situation and Took Advantage of the Situation(part Ii)

Am I in an illusion right now? No, no matter how much imagination the people in the world have, they would never transform the dignified White-robed God of Death, the god of death feared by all living beings into such a state! Such a gentle gaze that the king had only seen between Dao Companions, wait! Could it be! Lin Hao treated this fox... AHHHHHHH!!!1

With just a glance, the king had already imagined countless stories in his mind.

Indeed, the rumored White-robed God of Death was so heartless towards humans. It was all because his thoughts were occupied by a fox!

In the small forest where no one cared about him, White-robed God of Death finally could not suppress his restless mood and finally made his move against a sleeping fox!

Look at how tired the little fox was and how it was sleeping soundly. He could totally imagine just how much Lin Hao had been ravaging and demanding just now. However... The fox did not show much resistance on its face. If one looked closely, one could even see the corner of its mouth hanging by its mouth...

Looks like the story between the God of Slaughter and the fox is far from as simple as I imagined!

Indeed, White-robed God of Death was different from the rest. He belonged to the same species as the fox. He was full of admiration!

In just an instant, the king had already imagined in his heart that there was no love between humans and foxes. A separation, a reunion after a small separation, a wonderful story of dry firewood and raging flames. If the king were to write it with a pen, it would at least be a novel with a few million words!

"Un?"

Lin Hao only glanced at the king and frowned before lightly snorting. Lin Hao could roughly guess what this young man was thinking in his heart. Of course, Lin Hao did not guess that he had already imagined a few million words human fox romance novel...

Lin Hao let out a cold snort, and the violent aura on his body instantly spread out. That prestige that belonged solely to the God of Slaughter, it was like a freezing cold wind from a snowy mountain, charging towards the king.

At that instant, even as the king as King Expert, he could not help but feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and he shivered.

The king's entire body was covered in cold sweat. It was tragic. He had almost forgotten that the young man in front of him was White-robed God of Death. He had been lost in thought in front of him, yet he was still thinking about so many things in his heart. Wasn't that courting death?

"Why are you here?"

Lin Hao's voice was as cold as ice. It blew by the king's ear like the nether wind, scaring the king to the point of peeing his pants.

The king trembled and only calmed down after a long time. He swallowed his saliva and said, "Reporting to Master, this matter is related to... the survival of kingdom, as well as the safety of the people. I cannot resolve it, I have no choice..."

The more the king spoke, the lower his voice became. Because he suddenly remembered that the thing Lin Hao hated the most was being used as a spear by others. Especially after experiencing the incident where Lin Hao almost killed him, he understood the so-called feelings of kingdom. The common people could not restrain Lin Hao at all. In other words, moral kidnapping had no effect on Lin Hao at all.

It was ridiculous. Talking about morality in front of a god of slaughter was no different than playing the lute to a cow.

The king swallowed his saliva, not knowing if he should continue. He wholeheartedly believed that with Lin Hao's personality, he would probably sneer at him. Whether the kingdom with the surname Cang Yuan was destroyed or not, what does it have to do with me, Lin Hao?

The king buried his head like an ostrich and did not dare to continue speaking. He only trembled and waited for Lin Hao to make a decision.

These few seconds seemed to have lasted for a century. The king stood in front of Lin Hao like a drowning dog facing a soaring dragon. He was powerless and filled with despair. The king had even thought of Lin Hao's possible answer...

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