His True Colors Chapter 2051

 "Ai, in fact, for many years, there have been rumours of seeing a sea maiden, but because someone specifically checked tens of thousands of years ago, there is no dragon king at all in the four seas, let alone a dragon palace, I thought that legends were always legends, but I never thought that the dragon king is really not there, but today I met a real sea maiden." Su Yingxia sighed.

        Han Qianqian nodded, perhaps others would find this strange, but Han Qianqian himself knew clearly that the fall of the Four Seas Dragon Palace was actually inextricably linked to the Heart of the Dragon Clan.

        The loss of the Heart of the Dragon Clan was a great blow to all dragon clans, and when the former glory was no longer there, all that was left was to fall.

        Back at the inn, after a night of rest and recuperation.

        Early the next morning, Han Qianqian and the others set off from Qinglong City.

        In Qinglong City, news of the slaughter of the Zhang family residence also spread, and people were talking about it, wondering who had done it for heaven.

        But before the news of the Zhang family residence could ignite for long, another piece of news ignited the whole city.

        The Mystic Alliance announced to the public that it had been waiting for the Pill God Pavilion for a full day, but no one had dared to answer either, so after despising them, the Mystic Alliance decided to leave today.

        There was a lot of talk in Qinglong City, thinking that the Mystics Alliance was really invincible and that even the Pill God Pavilion did not dare to answer the battle.

        Others said that although the masked man was posing as a Mystic, he was doing so to prove to everyone that the Pill God Pavilion's Wang Juzhi was not worthy of being the new True God, as if to prove something for the dead Mystic.

        In short, the city was full of stormy weather, but most of it was full of contempt for the Pill God Pavilion.

        With this move, Han Qianqian had brought the rhythm of public opinion to perfection.

        However, when Han Qianqian met up with Fu Mang and Ning Yue again, the faces of several people were covered with sad clouds.

        "Allied Lord, it's really good to see you, I've sent my disciples out to spy on news all the time, and early this morning there were already storm clouds around Qinglong City, I'm afraid that the Pill God Pavilion's reinforcements have already pounced from all directions." Ning Yue voiced her misgivings when they met.

        She had always thought that yesterday was the best opportunity to leave and had to wait until today, fearing that it was a little late.

        "If it was simply a few dozen people leaving, I'm afraid nothing would happen, but the problem is that there are so many of us." Fu Mang also said with some anxiety.

        Although public opinion had indeed been created as Han Qianqian had thought, a new problem was also on the horizon.

        The Pill God Pavilion was much faster than Han Qianqian and Fu Mang had expected, and in the morning alone, they were already swooping in from all directions.

        If they marched in a large area, they would definitely be discovered.

        At that time, once the battle was engaged, Han Qianqian's battle for public opinion would not only be lost, but most importantly, even these fresh bloods who had joined the alliance would be slaughtered by the enemy.

        "Alliance Master, although we are new to the alliance, we all believe in you, if we encounter the enemy later, we will take the back and you will take the ladies and go first."

        "That's right, there aren't many alliance masters who give us divine weapons right after joining the alliance anymore, and I've been bribed by you as an alliance master, this life is yours, you command it."

        "Besides, we are all men, let us do the back of the temple."

        Just as Fu Mang and Ning Yue were having a hard time, several disciples who had joined the alliance behind them then suddenly roared out loud.

        Hearing these words, Han Qianqian smiled faintly, his heart still warm.

        "Humph, is it just you men who can do it? We women are just as capable, please leave the matter of the back of the temple to us, Alliance Master."

        "Our Baguio Palace will ensure that the task of the back of the temple is completed, even if we fight to the death."

        On the other side, the crowd of disciples behind Ning Yue also suddenly shouted in unison.

        Han Qianqian nodded in satisfaction and looked back at everyone, "Good, it's rare that you all have this kind of heart, and as the alliance leader, I don't want to let you down, so I'll tell you what, you can all go to the back of the temple together."

        When these words came out, the whole crowd was stunned.

        Fu Mang even said nervously in front of Han Qianqian, "Qianqian, what nonsense are you talking about?"

        "Yes, Three-thousand, you're being too demoralising." Fu Li also said.

        Although Ning Yue didn't say anything, her embarrassed face still indicated a certain problem.

        Han Qianqian smiled, "My mind is made up. Anyone who doesn't want to can now leave what I've given them and leave immediately, and I will never pursue them!"

        As soon as the words left his mouth, there was a small commotion in the crowd, with you looking at me and me looking at you.

        Within a few moments, there was the sound of weapons hitting the ground, and some of the men came out of the group.

        Then, seeing that Han Qianqian had indeed let them leave safely, another large group followed.

        The 1,000-strong group of disciples who had joined the league soon thinned out to just over 400, which made Fu Mang look on in disbelief and anxiety.

        At the beginning, there were more than 10,000 people, but only a thousand remained, and now they had just stabilized, and before they could fight, a large part of them were missing again, how could this not make his heart ache?

        Han Qianqian didn't pay any attention to Fu Mang, and turned his eyes to the crowd of female disciples of Baguio Palace, who were indeed much more stable than those who had newly joined the alliance, none of them had chosen to leave.

        "There are none left?" At this moment, Han Qianqian spoke up.

        The stage was quiet, but almost collectively shook their heads.

        "Good, none of them are leaving, so how about this, the one who wants to leave now can even take the weapon I gave him." Han Qianqian spoke again.

        Fu Mang was having a heart attack, his eyes widened as he looked at Han Qianqian with dead eyes, what the heck?