The Talented Doctor

Bai Hu's expression froze, and the humorous expression on his face was taken back, his heart sinking, and he couldn't speak for a while.

And Chen Guang, who was listening to the side, couldn’t help wiping his tears again, and took a step forward: “My son, now the general is no longer there. We have no leader in our army, and please take in our 100,000 generals and become our new commander-in-chief. ."

Ouyang Haoxuan wrapped his broken arm with a piece of gauze at random, then looked at Chen Guang and said lightly: "The new commander of the Zhenwei Army is not me, and I don't have any charms that can mobilize the Zhenwei Army."

"What? Is the soldier talisman missing?" Chen Guang exclaimed, then immediately shook his head, "No! Shizi, you are the only blood of General Ouyang, even if the soldier talisman is lost, you are the only master we will recognize. Please don't ask Shizi not worry."

Ouyang Haoxuan sneered and looked at Chen Guang faintly, "I think you may not know one thing. Before my father died, he entrusted me and Zhenwei Army to one person. Now, Zhenwei Army. The soldier's amulet is in her hand, and I have already recognized her as the master. Therefore, she is the real new master of the Zhenwei Army."

"What...what?!"

This time, not only Chen Guang but also the other soldiers who were listening could not help exclaiming, "Who is he?!"

The thought of an unknown stranger coming to lead their Zhenwei Army and become their new commander, Chen Guang and several generals looked extremely ugly.

They have existed as the private army of Ouyang's family for decades, and Ouyang Zhixiong is their god, their master.

Now that Ouyang Zhixiong is dead, the only person they admit is his son Ouyang Haoxuan.

But who knows, Ouyang Haoxuan refused to accept the Zhenwei Army, and instead said that the Zhenwei Army belonged to his master.

the host? ! Then... what kind of person is it?

Chen Guang was about to ask more clearly when Ouyang Haoxuan's brows moved slightly and he looked at the sky not far away.

Bai Hu also sighed: "What's wrong with Wu, didn't he ask him to clean up the grandsons of the Feng family around Longhu Mountain?"

Chen Guang was startled, and followed Ouyang Haoxuan's gaze.

I saw dense black spots in the sky to the north.

"Hiss——" Chen Guang took a breath, and said in a trembled voice, "That...that is...the son, is that the person from the Feng family who came to chase you?"

The people in the sky soon fell to the ground.

A total of thirty martial artists, led by a dark-skinned, square-faced middle-aged man, the cultivation base is similar to Sun Mingyuan's peak of the Golden Core Period.

And behind him, there are five junior and middle-level warriors in the Golden Core Stage, and the remaining warriors are all high-level cultivation bases in the Condensing Vessel Stage.

As soon as Bai Hu saw the person headed, he immediately curled his lips and said, "It turned out to be the other of the four hall masters of the Feng family, Cai Jie."

Chen Guang looked at the warriors who had fallen densely at the foot of the mountain, and then listened to Baihu's words to confirm that they were from the Feng family, and his heart sank a little.

The son is already injured, and the white tiger is no more than two warriors of the Golden Core stage. How can he contend with these thirty-odd people?

He gritted his teeth and whispered to Ouyang Haoxuan: "My son, you go first in a while, we..."

Ouyang Haoxuan glanced at him, interrupted him, and slowly said, "Uncle Chen, stop talking nonsense."

Chen Guang was stunned for a moment, staring at Ouyang Haoxuan blankly.