Martial Soul: Be a Saint

"Young master of the Hong family, I advise you to shut your mouth. It is not your business. You better not meddle in other people's business!"    

    

"Oh, you're angry. I'm warning you, Miss Yun, don't forget our motive for coming here. If your personal maid has harmed the good fortune of the five families, don't blame us for being impolite! " Hong Lin's face sank as he warned her.    

    

"Enough, all of you shut up!"    

    

At this time, the black-clothed youth, Gong Fan, swept them with his ice-cold gaze.    

    

Hearing that, Hong Lin turned and looked at him, and then laughed evilly and did not say anymore, while Yun Linger also frowned, and watched Li Ruohua's figure slowly fade into the distance, she entered into deep thought.    

    

"Prince Wu, I'm sorry about what happened a few days ago!"    

    

Li Ruohua came behind Wu Hao and apologized.    

    

Hearing that, Wu Hao slowly turned his head to look at him, and smiled slightly, and said: What are you apologizing for?    

    

"En..." We shouldn't have doubted you, let me apologize on behalf of my sister's young mistress! "    

    

Li Ruohua hesitated for a moment, before replying with an apologetic expression.    

    

Hearing this, Wu Hao could not help but laugh, and helplessly shook his head.    

    

Then, he looked at her with a profound expression and said, "Miss Li, you're still too naive. Perhaps others might not appreciate your good intentions. Go back, I think the five great clans are not willing to have you approach me!"    

    

After Li Ruohua heard this, she did not frown.    

    

"Prince Wu, what's going on? Can you explain it more clearly?"    

    

"Let's go back!" "Explaining more is meaningless, sometimes you can use your brain. There are many things in this world that are not as simple as what you see!"    

    

Wu Hao waved his hands at her.    

    

Hearing his words, Li Ruohua's face was instantly covered, and he stood in place while frowning.    

    

Wu Hao no longer paid any attention to her. His gaze turned towards the Ancient Devil Soul on the black dragon throne, and with a thought, he instantly appeared in a dark space.    

    

This place was the will space of the Ancient Devil Soul.    

    

As he walked in, the black space suddenly lit up and three heads and six arms of devil souls appeared in front of him.    

    

"Junior, you're here!"    

    

The three-headed, six-armed devil soul came in front of him and immediately said.    

    

Wu Hao looked at it in silence for a moment, then said to it in a low voice: "Can we talk properly?"    

    

"Haha, junior, this nemesis is happy to accompany you. Please tell me …"    

    

"What is your status, and why are you imprisoned here?" Wu Hao stared at it and asked seriously.    

    

"As the descendants of the ancient Demon Imperial Family in nemesis, there will always be a noble bloodline. Because of the Great War of Gods and Demons, the two great races were both defeated and injured. In the end, they were imprisoned by your human ancestors and served as their guardian, the Seal the Heavens Seal!" The Demon Soul slowly replied to him, surprisingly not playing any tricks.    

    

Hearing its words, Wu Hao frowned.    

    

"The Great War of Gods and Demons? Seal the Heavens Seal? What's all this about? " Wu Hao stared at it and asked.    

    

When he said this, the Demon Soul looked at him in surprise.    

    

"Junior, you should know about the Great Demonic God War and the Seal the Heavens Seal, right?"    

    

"What do you mean?" Wu Hao frowned once again, suspicion flashing past his eyes.    

    

"Ugh …"    

    

This time, it was the devil soul's turn to be stunned. It took a long time for him to react.    

    

"Junior, you do not know about the Great War of Gods and Demons, nor do you know about the Seal the Heavens Seal.