C1 Feng Lang Ji Xu an Old Friend Has Passed away

Great Xia, North Sea High Level Conference Room.

An old man dressed in a Chinese tunic suit, holding a stack of documents, suddenly rushed in aggressively and said to the old man in the seat number one: "Number 1, what's wrong with you? You actually gave Haotian the title Military Commander. Do you know how big this title is?

"As for that kid Haotian, he's only twenty years old. Is he worthy of this crown?"

Looking at the old man who had suddenly rushed in, the old man who was also dressed in a Chinese tunic smiled faintly, obviously knowing that the latter would have such a reaction.

"Number 2, don't get too worked up yet. How could I not know how important the title Military Commander is?"

Hearing that, Number Two asked puzzledly, "If you knew, why did you make such a hasty decision?"

Hearing that, Number 1 took a deep breath. His eyes revealed a trace of shock that could not be forgotten, "It's because the battle achievements of Haotian are too outstanding. He is so outstanding that I have to give him the title of Military Commander!"

As he spoke, Number One took out a secret document from the table and handed it over to him. The latter took it and took a look at it.

He was originally angry, but when he saw the contents of the document …

He was stunned!

Then, he slowly raised his head, and said to Number One with a trembling voice, "Is this true? Haotian actually killed and retreated the border armies of the ten nations with his own strength? "

"Yes."

Number One nodded heavily, "I only learned about this this this morning. The border ten countries' company attempted to invade China, but Haotian was able to repel them all with his own strength."

"This child is truly a god!"

"That's why I gave him the position of" Military Commander ". Not only is he not hasty, he is also very correct. He is indeed the invincible wargod of China!"

Number Two slowly closed the document and mumbled in horror, "If that's the case, then Military Commander's position is well-deserved!"

It was October, and the weather was getting cold.

Hsingyi.

West Mountain Tomb.

A man wearing black clothes stood before a gravestone.

The man's figure could not be considered to be tall and big. His complexion was also very ordinary. However, his indifferent gaze was like the sun, moon and stars; it was extremely bright.

The autumn wind blew.

Rustle, rustle, rustle …

Roll up his clothes.

A soft sound.

The man's eyes stared straight at the tombstone. He murmured softly, "Big Brother, I'm back!"

Looking at the picture on the tombstone, the man's face was indifferent. However, a glint of light flashed through his deep eyes from time to time. His hands were tightly clenched. His nails dug into his flesh and blood even flowed out, unaware.

The man's hair was in pieces and his expression was extremely ordinary. There was a trace of coldness in it. However, a ruthless killing intent was faintly emitted from his entire body.

The man looked at the photo on the tombstone and gradually knelt down.

In his right hand, he grabbed a handful of dried up leaves. Under the autumn wind, these dried up leaves were like fine sand in a desert, floating in all directions before disappearing with the wind.

He left just like that.

"..."

"Big Brother, I'm back!"

Haotian looked at the picture on the tombstone and spoke again. His voice was already slightly hoarse.

"But, why are you no longer here?"

His name was Haotian. This was the name he had come up with for himself. His intention was to rule the world and look down on all living things!

And the person buried in the tombstone, was his big brother, the great Young Master of Lin Family, Lin Yan!