Chapter 1156: Husband Ye Zang
After Zhao Yin left, the hall remained silent.
Tu Yuwei's chest heaved violently.
After a long while, she suddenly stood up and walked into the back hall.
A group of the most powerful generals were left, looking at each other in bewilderment.
"What's wrong with Queen Tu today? This is not like her usual style."
A top-ranked Supreme Being whispered.
Another powerful person said: "King Ge Xiu and King Li Zhan died, and King Tu has always felt guilty, so she used the king's adopted son as an outlet for her feelings."
"Speaking of which, the king's adopted son has a rather violent temper. Even if he endures a few criticisms from King Tu, given King Tu's character, he will definitely compensate him on the battlefield."
"After all, King Tu is also a woman, and sometimes she is unreasonable... As a man and a junior, King Tu's adopted son is not someone he cannot bear."
"Which strongest person doesn't need the protection of a king on the battlefield? Although King Tu is sometimes unreasonable, he protects us more closely than the other kings!"
"Shh... keep your voices down, don't let the king hear you!"
Zhao Yin didn't know that his humiliation was seen by all the powerful people.
But the strongest man still felt sincerely that he should not contradict the king.
……
At this time, no one saw Tu Yuwei hurriedly slamming the door and walking into her bedroom.
She sat at the head of the bed, her eyes red.
In my mind, I recalled once again the day many years ago when I evolved to the King level...
Those warnings from Grandpa Turing.
"Yuwei, from now on, you are the king of the human race..."
"You must remember that no matter when or where you are, you are no longer that crying little girl. You are already the king of the human race!"
"The human king is the supreme ruler of all people. His every word and action affects the morale of the army!"
"You can no longer show your vulnerability at any time or in any place..."
Tu Yuwei opened her eyes wide to prevent her tears from falling.
But the tears were disobedient and flowed across her jade-white cheeks.
She still tried hard to open her eyes as wide as possible. When her eyes were opened wider, they could hold more tears.
These days, every time Tu Yuwei closed her eyes, she would think of Li Zhan's miserable appearance.
She would remember that Ge Xiu and she had stepped into a Jedi, surrounded by millions of alien races, a hundred demigods, twelve quasi-gods, and a god...
Ge Xiu ignited his soul, formed a formation by himself, sacrificed himself, bathed in the flames of the formation, and confronted the gods...
"Fei'er, I can't survive. Take King Tu away...!"
Whenever she closed her eyes, she would remember the king-level warhorse Fei'er, who risked his life to bring her out of the Jedi. When he left, his body was broken, and the determination in his eyes...
"If I wasn't so stupid, if I had thought more at that time, Ge Xiu wouldn't have died...!"
"If I wasn't so weak, Ge Xiu wouldn't have died!"
"I shouldn't have accompanied him. I should have dissuaded him... I was so stupid!"
Tu Yuwei whispered softly, her long nails digging deeply into her palms.
She suddenly picked up the pillow and covered her face with it desperately to prevent her sobs from spreading out of the room.
"Grandpa Turing, I'm too stupid to be the king of the human race...!"
"Grandpa Turing, I can't hold on any longer...!"
……
"I bother!"
Zhao Yin left the hall and spat fiercely, imagining in his mind that he spit it into Tu Yuwei's mouth.
This made me feel secretly happy.
He had never thought that there would be such a despicable person among the human kings.
what!
Is it easy for Zhao Yin to disregard his life and death and come to join the army?
Why should I take the blame for her for no reason?
Zhao Yin felt that compared to Tu Yuwei, his godfather was the best.
Since he had come to the ninth battlefield and had not collected ten demigods of different races, he had no intention of going back.
"Find my foster father and ask him to choose a safe battlefield for me where there are many demigod-level alien races!"
Zhao Yin made up his mind.
He did not ask anyone else about his adoptive father's whereabouts, for fear that he would be led to Tu Yuwei and take the blame for nothing.
Zhao Yin took out the sound transmission note and contacted Lu Ling directly.
After a while, Lu Ling's voice was heard.
"Boss, have you come to the Ninth Battlefield?"
"I'm at the 140th Fortress. Have you found your foster father?"
"Boss, three months ago, the Book King teamed up with the Demon Wood God to seriously injure an angel god. After that battle, the frequency of alien attacks on humans has decreased a lot, and no alien gods have appeared since then!"
Lu Ling continued, "But I heard that the human race in the twelfth battlefield is in a very bad situation now. Half a month ago, the Book King left the ninth battlefield to support the twelfth battlefield. After Ye Zang and I arrived, we haven't seen him!"
"Godfather isn't here?" Zhao Yin was absent-minded for a moment.
"Boss, the Black Armor is now commanded by King Tu." Lu Ling reminded.
Speaking of Tu Yuwei, Zhao Yin sighed and recounted what happened today.
Lu Ling was very surprised when she heard this: "Is King Tu that kind of person?"
"You can't judge a person by his appearance. He has a black heart!" Zhao Yin sighed.
Lu Ling could clearly feel her boss's frustration. Now, apart from the human king, who else in the human race in the Ninth Battlefield could make the boss suffer like this?
No wonder the boss is angry!
"Boss, Ye Zang and I are in the 99th Black Armor Fortress. Are you going to come find us, or are we going to find you?"
"You guys wait in the teleportation square."
After Zhao Yin finished speaking, he collected the sound transmission notes and immediately set off for the transmission square.
Since the king of the book is not here, he can only wait.
Then go to the fortress where Lu Ling and Ye Zang are.
……
The 99th Black Armor Fortress.
In the teleportation square, Lu Ling and Ye Zang walked hurriedly.
Not long after, Zhao Yin walked out of a portal.
"boss!"
"boss!"
Both of them showed surprise on their faces and stepped forward to salute.
Zhao Yin looked at the two of them, with surprise in his eyes.
At this time, the two of them were not wearing enchanted armor, but S-level black armor with ordinary properties.
The standard armor of the Black Armor Army is absolutely authentic.
Before they came to the Ninth Battlefield, Zhao Yin had promised them that they would be allowed to move freely after finding the Book King.
At that time, I thought that given their personalities, they might join the Black Armor...
What surprised Zhao Yin was that in just a few days, Ye Zang now had the centurion badge on his shoulder.
On the other hand, Lu Ling’s badge is still that of a soldier.
"Boss, after we arrived, we didn't find the Book King. We happened to encounter the Black Armor Ninety-Nine Fortress under attack from the Wood Tribe, so Lu Ling and I temporarily joined the army!"
Ye Zang grinned, "I have made some military achievements, and the general personally appointed me as the centurion of the 13th scout team!"
In the Black Armor Army, relationships, status, and strength are not important. The allocation of all resources and promotion of military positions are based on military merit.
Of course, the stronger humans have a higher chance of survival on the battlefield and more opportunities to make military achievements!
Zhao Yin was very pleased and patted Ye Zang on the shoulder: "Little Baldhead, you did a good job!"
Ye Zang was so pleased with the praise that his mouth almost stretched to his ears.
"Boss, before Ye Zang and I joined the Black Armor, we had a contract with the Great Black Armor. If we want to leave one day, the Black Armor will not make things difficult for us."
Lu Ling said: "Boss, why don't we go back with you now!"
In fact, Zhao Yin did not expect that the evil and corrupt god would walk out of the dreamland and help the human race repel the angel gods.
Now, the Black Armor Army has gotten a temporary respite.
"It's good to stay in Black Armor. We will wait for our foster father here!"
Zhao Yin shook his head and said.
When Lu Ling and Ye Zang heard this, they both showed surprise in their eyes.
Apparently they were willing to stay and fight for the human race.
"Boss, we will not accept the mission until tonight. You can come back with us to the reconnaissance team's camp. There is a lot of flesh and blood of alien races on the ninth battlefield, and it tastes delicious!" Ye Zang suggested.
"Then have a nice drink!"
Zhao Yin's mood soon improved.
He suddenly remembered that the flesh and blood of alien races were for sale in the Ninth Battlefield. Could there be the flesh and blood of demigod-level aliens among them?