"This is... the warrior of the deceased!" someone shouted.

At this moment, only Xia Fengyuan, Xia Zhenting, Feng Qingyang, Zhao Yan and Xia Zhi remained in the hall.

There is also Xia Shuangshuang, who was controlled by freedom in the middle of the hall.

At this time, Xia Shuangshuang was finally a little surprised! She asked in confusion: "Where did these monsters come from?"

At this time, Xia Zhi pulled Xia Zhenying, who was also controlled in the corner, and swung her hard, and he lay directly in front of Xia Shuangshuang.

"Xia Zhenying, tell me, how did those soldiers who died come from?" Xia Zhi said coldly.

Xia Zhenying's spiritual power and actions have been controlled. He lay beside Xia Shuangshuang, and it was difficult for him to get up.

But Xia Zhi had no idea of ​​going forward to help him up.

She even looked at Xia Zhenying with hatred.

Xia Zhenying seemed to care about all this. Of course, what if he cares about it, what can he do?

He said with difficulty: "These deceased soldiers were secretly trained by the head of the family!"

"What is he asking you to train these dead warriors? Don't you know that training dead warriors is explicitly prohibited under the clan rules?" Xia Zhi said coldly.

"So what? The head of the family is training these things himself. What's wrong with us following the head of the family's orders?" Xia Zhenying seemed to have no regrets at all.

"Will the order of the head of the family be that the head of the family be that you will train the living people into the dead soldiers, and then do some shameful things for you?" Xia Zhi became more and more indignant as she spoke.

Some people even wondered when they saw this scene, had Xia Zhi ever been harmed by the Dead Warriors?

Xia Shuangshuang didn't understand why this was for?

Anything she doesn't care about her family is already in the middle of the Golden Pill, and she just lives in her own world all day long.

She doesn't care about the rules of the race or not, anyway, those rules are just decorations in her opinion.

However, when she heard Xia Zhi say that the soldiers who died were trained by living people, she felt a little strange in her heart.

However, she still didn't care much, and even Xia Zhenying, who was lying beside her, could not arouse his pity.

Seeing that Xia Shuangshuang was still indifferent, Xia Zhi spoke coldly and said, "You have become so cold-blooded, and you deserve to be raised by Xia Zhentang."

"I don't know, if you know, even your parents and uncles were trained by your good grandfather to become a warrior in the deceased world!"

"Hiss..." As soon as Xia Zhi said this, many people at the scene turned around from the gate, then took a breath of cold air, and looked at Xia Zhi in shock.

"What are you talking nonsense? If the tiger is poisonous, how could grandpa turn his son into a warrior of death?" Xia Shuangshuang shouted loudly, enduring the pain.

"Haha!" Zhao Yan came over, stared at Xia Shuangshuang's eyes and said, "What kind of existence do you think your good grandfather is?"

"After more than two hundred years ago, he could no longer be called a human being!"

"Originally, I didn't plan to tell you about this because it was too cruel. However, I think you are so strong, you should be able to withstand the blow of such things!"

Zhao Yan said that Xia Shuangshuang was strong, but it was just a sarcasm. In fact, this means that she was indifferent and ruthless.

After Zhao Yan finished speaking, he waved his right hand and the black cloth wrapped around the corpse was lifted off.

A human body with a hideous face and dark green body appeared in front of everyone.

"vomit……"

"vomit……"

"vomit……"

After seeing this body, many people couldn't help but feel disgusted. Even Xia Shuangshuang himself felt like he wanted to vomit.

However, she was controlled to be free and unable to move, and of course she could only retching.

"Did you see it? Do you know who he is?" Zhao Yan asked Xia Shuangshuang with a discomfort.

Xia Shuangshuang didn't speak because she didn't know.

Apart from the appearance of a human, there is no place that looks like a human. How did she know who that person is?

"Haha!" Zhao Yan chuckled and said, "He is Xia Zhentang!"

"boom……"

The hall immediately felt like it was frying.

How could that be Xia Zhentang? The one in front of them at this moment was simply a monster.

"I know everyone doesn't believe it, so I will tell you the story of Xia Zhentang!"

"More than two hundred years ago, the land of China..."

Zhao Yan told the words Xia Zhentang told him before.

When everyone heard Zhao Yan's story, the phenomenon was incredibly looking at Xia Zhentang's body in the venue, with contempt in his eyes.

"Impossible, how could grandpa practice magic skills? You must have killed grandpa and then framed him!" Xia Shuangshuang said with tears in her eyes.

She finally shed tears, and her cold heart finally had a small soft place.

"Don't believe it? Then listen to what they said?" Zhao Yan pointed to the twelve powerful men of the Xia family and said.

Those powerful Xia family members stood up and spoke out their experiences in the small world of Lingli with one word.

The people at the scene were stunned by the words, and everyone's heart was in their throats.

"It turns out that Xia Zhentang was controlled by the Western Demons more than two hundred years ago, no wonder!"

"Yes, I still remember that before I succeeded the head of the family, although Xia Zhentang had a bad temper, he could not be said to be cruel."

"But after he succeeded the head of the family, what he did was indeed very different from what he had done before."

"I just don't know if it's true that he trained his son into a dead warrior!"

...

The people on the scene looked at Xia Zhentang and Xia Shuangshuang in the venue and kept talking.

These people are despised, regretful, and sighed.

Xia Shuangshuang closed her eyes, and two lines of tears kept flowing downwards.

This could no longer allow him to believe it.

Her grandfather practiced magic skills, and his parents and uncle were trained by his grandfather to become warriors of the deceased.

"Why? Why is this? Even though he has practiced the magic skills, he is his biological son!" Xia Shuangshuang asked constantly.

"Why? A person who has become possessed cannot be guessed by human thinking."

"However, he should know some inside story!" Zhao Yan pointed at Xia Zhenying in front of Xia Shuangshuang and said.

Xia Shuangshuang opened her tearful eyes, her eyes flashed, and she looked at Xia Zhenying and asked, "Do you know?"

Although Xia Zhenying was in a state of sluggishness, he could still hear these people at the scene.

After hearing Xia Shuangshuang's question, he spoke again with difficulty: "Several young masters disagree with the head of the family's strategy, nor do they agree with the head of the family's training and deceased soldiers."

"And, the head of the family discovered that several young masters actually agreed with the third old master."

"He can't stand it. He wants to make the young masters lose consciousness temporarily. When he is done, he will reply them again!"

"Hahahaha!" Zhao Yan laughed and came to Xia Zhenying's face, grabbed Xia Zhenying's collar with his hand, asked him to sit up, then looked at him and said with a sneer: "Do you believe this?"

Xia Zhenying was already listless. After Zhao Yan's question, her eyes flashed even more, but she did not answer Zhao Yan's question.

"It doesn't matter if you don't speak. Let your new head of the family explain it to everyone!" Zhao Yan looked at Xia Zhenting and said.

After hearing Zhao Yan's words, Xia Zhenting looked around the scene for a week, then looked at Xia Shuangshuang and said, "The training set of dead soldiers is the control of a person's soul."

"A general warriors who have lost their souls only have one soul in his mind after being controlled, with the purpose of allowing them to move freely."

"But there is another type of Jide warrior, and it is also the cruelest one, that is, to control all human souls."

"And those soldiers who have been controlled by their souls are like walking corpses, and will only take action when they receive the instructions."

"Xia Zhenying, Xia Zhenyue and Xia Zhenye are all trained as the former one."

"And the dead soldiers trained by Xia Zhentang are all those who have full souls!"

"Once these people are completely drained from their souls, there is no possibility of surviving."

"And Xia Zhentang did this to treat his son."

"And, those souls have been presented to his master by Xia Zhentang Sacrifice, those Western demon soul cultivators!"

"Boom..." The scene became noisy again.

No one could have thought that Xia Zhentang was so cruel and inhumane that he would not even let his son go.

Even if their son opposed him, he wouldn't be like this?

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible, I don't believe it!" Xia Shuangshuang shouted hysterically.

"Bang bang" two "Bang bang" sounds Xia Shuangshuang's Mingmen and Qihai acupoints controlled by Zhao Yan were actually driven away by Xia Shuangshuang's anger.

At this moment, Xia Shuangshuang became disheveled and her eyes were turbid.

Her whole body exudes this violent aura, which may burst out at any time.
To be continued...