Mad tribe territory.

Tianluo City, City Lord's Mansion.

At this time, in the inner courtyard of the atrium, Lin Hao was sitting at the stone table, drinking a small drink with a comfortable expression.

The table is filled with a large table of delicious food.

Next to him, the twelve blood guards stood respectfully.

"Master, you suddenly summoned us here. What do you want us to do?"

Long Yi asked curiously.

Lin Hao said calmly: "I will introduce someone to you."

Hearing this, the expressions of the Twelve Blood Guards became even more curious.

"Master, what is the relationship between that person and you?"

Long Yi obviously paid more attention and asked cautiously: "Do we need to avoid the conversation between us?"

Lin Hao smiled lightly and said: "There is no need to avoid it. If he is here, just speak up if you have anything to say."

"My subordinate understands."

Hearing this, the Twelve Blood Guards nodded and said no more.

"He's arrived."

At this time, Lin Hao put down his wine glass and looked at the ground to the left.

But when the soil there was turbulent, a small black shadow suddenly broke through the soil.

The dark shadow is none other than Jing Ke.

Immediately afterwards, a figure suddenly jumped up and quickly enlarged directly in front of the eyes of the Twelve Blood Guards.

This person is undoubtedly Chen Jin wearing the Ant-Man suit.

"Um?!"

Seeing this, the twelve blood guards looked surprised, and they all became alert.

"Don't be nervous, he is the person I just talked about, Chen Jin."

Lin Hao laughed lightly.

Hearing this, the vigilance in the eyes of the twelve blood guards dissipated.

Before Chen Jin could take it off, Lin Hao's mind moved slightly. The Ant-Man suit on his body disappeared in an instant and was directly stored in the system storage space.

Regarding the items obtained by the system, Lin Hao is not afraid of being snatched away by others and can take them back at any time.

"Blood-robed deacon?!"

When Chen Jin saw the Twelve Blood Guards next to him, he suddenly felt that their clothes looked familiar.

He quickly recognized that these were the blood-robed deacons of the Nine Halls Sect whom he had met on the ancient battlefield.

"They are the Twelve Blood Guards you mentioned last time."

Lin Hao smiled lightly and introduced briefly.

Chen Jin was slightly surprised and looked at the Twelve Blood Guards.

Berserker……

Immediately he remembered the information records of the Twelve Blood Guards, looked at Lin Hao, and asked: "So, this is the territory of the Mad Clan?"

"That's right."

Lin Hao nodded and said: "To be specific, this place is called Tianluo City, and there are dozens of surrounding cities, all of which are territories we control now."

Then, Lin Hao told all the deeds he and the Twelve Blood Guards had done in the Mad Tribe territory some time ago.

After listening, Chen Jin took a deep look at Lin Hao and couldn't help but sigh: "At first, I thought the Lin Tian recorded in the history books was a bit exaggerated."

"Now it seems that it is indeed true."

As he spoke, his eyes turned to the table full of delicacies.

Obviously, he has never seen a person on the run who can still dominate here and enjoy all kinds of superior treatment.

Regarding this kind of compliment, Lin Hao's expression remained unchanged and he said calmly: "After traveling for such a long time, let's talk while eating."

Chen Jin was not polite at all. He walked nearby and sat down at the same table.

He and Lin Hao now know each other well and can be regarded as comrades who share weal and woe.

There is only trust between each other and no suspicion at all.

This is why, when he was in Jiuxuan Sect, he chose to escape with Jing Ke without any hesitation.

After a few glasses of wine, Chen Jin asked, "What are your plans next?"

Lin Hao pondered for a while and then said: "According to what you said, I will come back in three years."

Chen Jin nodded.

With the current strength of the two of them, not even the Heavenly Demon Clan can compete with the Tower of Babel.

They can only hide in the mad tribe's territory and hide their strength and bide their time.

"Currently, I plan to unify the Mad Clan territory. Even if we have to fight, at least I will have a force at hand."

"Three years later, the first person I want to attack is the Demon Clan."

"I want that Demon Emperor to personally remove the blood order against me."

Speaking of this, Lin Hao stared at Chen Jin calmly and said slowly: "You have no objection, right?"

Hearing this, Chen Jin suddenly fell silent.

He knew that Lin Hao was now wanted by the Demon King of the Demon Clan with a blood order.

He was in a completely passive situation, not as recorded in the Heavenly Demon Clan's history, but 'Lin Tian' blatantly provoked the Heavenly Demon Clan, and thus formed a grudge and took revenge.

It can be seen that not all the information recorded in historical records is true.

"I have no opinion."

After about ten breaths of silence, Chen Jin shook his head and said, "But, I won't join."

"As for why, I believe you know better than me."

Lin Hao nodded calmly, but did not force anything.

Forcing the Demon Clan to withdraw the blood-killing order was just a way for him to regain his dignity.

Lin Hao's real goal is the Tower of Babel!

Recalling the various embarrassing endings that day and the death of Thunder Bee in his mind, the anger in Lin Hao's heart undoubtedly became more intense.

"You want to capture me and use the 'divine descending technique' on those souls, but I want to see which soul can chew this body."

Lin Hao narrowed his eyes slightly, and deep down in his heart, he had already begun to plan his future strategy.

"By the way, have you notified Luo Heng?"

Chen Jin seemed to have thought of something and asked.

"I don't know where exactly Luo Heng is. I sent my subordinates to investigate his address a while ago and I won't be able to notify him in a short period of time."

Lin Hao took a sip of wine and said calmly: "So, we can only look at his own destiny."

Chen Jin nodded indifferently, there was nothing he could do about this matter.

Because even he himself relied on Lin Hao's ability to escape.

Otherwise, if he had been led away by Behemoth's pseudo-god from the Tower of Babel that day, he would probably have become a zombie-like slave by now.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, Long Er's storage ring suddenly emitted a transmission note.

As the transmission notes burned, Long Er also learned the information about the sound source inside.

He is now in charge of this area as the Lord of Tianluo City, and all aspects of affairs are transferred from him to Lin Hao.

"Master, the flame demon 'Luo Heng' you asked me to investigate has received news."

Long Er's face was slightly stern and he reported: "However, just yesterday, that Luo Heng was taken to the Tower of Babel."

Hearing this, Lin Hao and Chen Jin both frowned.

This time, there is undoubtedly no way out.

After all, with their current strength, there is no way they can rescue Luo Heng from the hands of those powerful pseudo-gods in Babel Tower.

The two looked at each other, obviously seeing what they were thinking, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

They knew very well that Luo Heng's trip to the Babel Tower this time would definitely be a disaster.

"Master, besides this, there is another piece of news."

Long Er said respectfully: "The Mad Temple invites us to attend the memorial ceremony next month."

"Excuse me, do you want to go?"

Memorial ceremony?

Hearing this, Lin Hao's face changed slightly.

Who to pay homage to?
Chapter completed!