Cang Zhu smiled and said: "His Royal Highness is not a right, but a responsibility. He shoulders the responsibility for the future of our Desolate clan. Therefore, it is impossible for ordinary people to become His Highness. Do you understand what I mean?"

Huang Ying shook his head, "I don't really understand!"

Cangzhu laughed, "Okay, I won't tell you anymore. I wish you good luck!"

After saying that, the Blue Master and the dead servant of the Desolate race behind him disappeared directly.

On the spot, Huang Ying was silent for a moment, and then came to Yang Ye's side, "Brother Yang, are you okay?"

Yang Ye opened his eyes, glanced at A Leng and Huang Ying, and shook his head slightly.

The Cang Lord only defended but did not defend. Therefore, apart from being exhausted, he did not suffer any injuries. And the injuries he suffered in the battle with the sword-wielding swordsman had already been repaired by the Hongmeng purple energy.

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Huang Ying nodded, "Let's take a rest for now!"

Yang Ye slowly closed his eyes, and then entered the Hongmeng Tower.

In Hongmeng Tower, Yang Ye came to the training room.

absorb!

In that battle just now, he felt too much.

The power of blood!

He vaguely understands the so-called power of blood!

Outside Hongmeng Tower, An Nanjing appeared at Yang Ye's original location.

An Nanjing held a long gun and had an expressionless face.

After Yang Ye entered Hongmeng Tower, it was still a bit dangerous. At this time, if someone attacked the space where he was, he would probably be caught off guard.

An Nanjing came out, obviously to protect him!
Chapter completed!