"Boy, I didn't expect it was me?" Huang Laoxie, wearing a three-piece black coat, greeted him outside the room and walked in straight: "Guess who I am?"

Xu Yichen looked at his cheap "adoptive father" and felt that from a mental state that he could be sent to a mental hospital for research, but from the perspective of spiritual energy, the huge waves caused by the other party in the sea of ​​spiritual energy were not inferior to the Witch King at all.

"I am the God of War Campas, I didn't expect it!" Huang Laoxie proudly picked up a chair and placed it opposite Xu Yichen, completely unaware that the furniture in this room was fixed to the walls and floors.

Or he noticed it, but he just didn't care.

Xu Yichen's brows trembled. He originally thought that one day he would enter the legend and ask Huang Laoxie to "discuss" it to repay his kindness before entering the vortex.

But now it seems that it is better to wait for my distant dream. It is best to wait until the other party is unable to walk. Of course, this is when the gods will also age...

"What the hell is going on?" Xu Yichen had to reexamine Huang Laoxie. Although the other party still looked like he was generous, he had a sense of majesty in his words.

This does not mean that Huang Laoxie had no majesty before. In terms of momentum, the evil man in front of him is definitely one of the few benchmark figures in New China, because everyone knows that he rarely bluffs about violence. Although he has already obtained the rank of general, this person still adheres to the policy of doing things that he can do as much as possible.

But now the momentum surrounding Huang Laoxie is completely different from before.

Words such as glory, courage, and mighty are constantly circulating in Xu Yichen's mind. If it weren't for the familiar face, Xu Yichen would have subconsciously respected such an existence, just like the silent nun next to him.

Celestie was treating Huang Laoxie with an attitude towards the Witch King, standing cautiously at a place not far or near to Huang Laoxie, focusing on him with all his muscles tight, as if he was ready to wait for Huang Laoxie's orders at any time.

The same thing happened to Sima Qing of the relevant department. After seeing the stars on Huang Laoxie's epaulette, the recorder kept a salute gesture, as if he was motionless as a sculpture.

"As you can see, I have experienced some strange things, and I became a god of war in a daze." Huang Laoxie rode backwards on the chair, his hands hanging weakly on both sides of the chair, and his unshaven chin was just resting on the backrest of the chair, as if he was dissatisfied with his situation: "Those believers are like flies every day, praying in my ears to new weapons, strength, and courage. Mom, I'll find a way to find whatever I want! What is the ability to ask God?"

"Do you know about you in the Loess District?" Xu Yichen finally stabilized his emotions. Even after experiencing so many things, the incident that happened to Huang Laoxie was definitely shocking.

At this time, the biggest thought in Xu Yichen's mind was: God of War, that's it?

"I know a little bit. When I was passing by Shabak City, I left a letter to Xiao Zhengjun, which bastard. I don't know how much he can understand. After becoming a god, many things became a lot of trouble." Huang Laoxie shrugged and pointed to the nun of Silence and Sima Qing: "If those witch kings had not helped me cover up the fluctuations in my position, would you think you could communicate with me so freely?"

"I'll be legendary soon!" In front of Huang Laoxie, Xu Yichen rarely showed his competitive side.

"I can play at least fifty legends now, do you believe it?" Huang Laoxie stretched out a little finger and measured it, and said with a sarcastic look on his face: "Just use this finger."

"Then why don't you deal with your faith issue well, why come to the New World to look for me?" Xu Yichen has become accustomed to being defeated in front of Huang Laoxie. He has never won since he was a child: "Does other gods have no expression?"

"After becoming a god, there will always be a little different. The most obvious point is the way we look at this world." Huang Laoxie pointed to his head: "I came to you because I felt that you need me here. Although I don't know the specific reason yet, I must be right to find you first while I have not been rejected by this world."

"As for other gods?" Huang Laoxie showed a familiar expression on his face. Every time he talked about EU people and Gange people in Zhongsiyuan, this expression would appear on his face: "What kind of gods are those gods? Only one of the Lord of the Dawn, and one of the Wojin goddesses can barely see it."

"Did you divide the number of temples you have burned?" Xu Yichen complained mercilessly. After all, the last time Huang Laoxie burned and killed and looted in the Old Continent, he used these two gods to sweep over the strongholds of the mortal church.

"Fortunately, fortunately I didn't grab a wave of the Temple of War at that time, otherwise I would probably receive a bullshit prayer that made me punish myself now." Huang Laoxie laughed and ignored Xu Yichen's joke: "You are not a god, it's hard to tell you the difference. As for now, the Lord of Dawn has completely given up his faith in the mortal world. He seems to have started to combine himself with the rules from a long time ago, as pure as possible, in order to avoid being eroded by chaos and establish a stronger barrier for this world. He is a good god."

Xu Yichen couldn't even comment on Huang Laoxie's way of evaluating him, so he could only listen quietly.

"As for that bitch, Wojin, she probably has a tacit understanding with Hun Dun. Although she has not been corrupted directly, no matter how I think she looks like an EU person, a 25-year-old boy, you have to be careful of her in the future." Huang Laoxie pointed to Xu Yichen at the ceiling as if he was commenting on the world: "When I go up one day, I will inform you specifically when I find out the new situation."

"Will I have to say a few words about the awesome words of the God of War Campas?" Xu Yichen asked with a black look on his head, remembering Pastor Richard's prayer.

"Do you know that bastard Richard?" Huang Laoxie's eyebrows stood up, as if he had recalled some bad memories: "Tell the bastard that he asked him to pray less if he had nothing to do. He only had the biggest voice and could not block it even if it was blocked. He annoyed him the most!"

"Hahaha, if I still have the chance to see him, I will definitely help you bring the words." Xu Yichen laughed. This was definitely the funnyest joke he had ever heard.

"Yes, if you still have the chance to see him." Huang Laoxie's face gradually solidified. He realized that he, the most outstanding student, would not take long to embark on a journey without a way out.
Chapter completed!