Chapter 700 Vengeance Must Be Revenged!

When the federal warships that responded to Wang Baole and Feng Qiuran entered the range of the Venus defense line, the formation of the solar system had already been activated. After layers of investigations, it was confirmed that Wang Baole and Feng Qiuran were not parasitized by the Weiyang Clan. After confirming that the two were not under control, their battleship was allowed to land at the airport of the Venus base.

At the same time, the Venus Airport has been put under martial law.

The internal blockade and the external protection are extremely tight. A large number of monks stand around here, cautious and curious. Led by Duanmuque who came in person, they stare at the slowly falling battleship not far away.

The moment the cabin door was opened, all eyes outside the airport were instantly focused, and at the same time there was a low shout, echoing in all directions.

"salute!"

In an instant, all the monks and staff in the airport, as well as the leaders and elders of the major forces, all raised their right hands and saluted the Federation military, even Duanmuque.

This military salute is to pay tribute to Wang Baole!

Whether it's what Zhao Yameng and Xu Zongzhu said when they returned, or Feng Qiuran brought by Wang Baole's return, all of these can be said to be a great contribution!

The former was the result of Wang Baole's desperate efforts to send the Federation out of danger, and the latter was to inject a boost to the currently weak Federation.

Not to mention, after the launch of the Ancient Bronze Sword Hundred Sons Project, with the publicity of Duanmuque, Wang Baole's military exploits have spread throughout the Federation, so Duanmuque himself does not know how to arrange Wang Baole's next position...

No matter what, Wang Baole deserves this gift!

It's just... At the moment when everyone saluted and greeted everyone here, as the cabin door opened, a passionate sound of children and ahs spread all over the place. The scene inside made everyone's eyes wide open and their expressions surprised, especially Duanmu Que. And so on, even more so.

Li Xingwen and Dashu were the first to walk out of the cabin door. The two of them were quite normal, but their faces were a little embarrassed. Wang Baole, who appeared behind them, looked okay at first glance. He was exhausted and dressed neatly. Moreover, his figure is no longer round, but has become slender, and even his temperament is very different from before he left the Federation.

It is because of the improvement of cultivation base, the stars and nascent soul and the faded childish temperament cast by these years of experience. Originally, this appearance of him would make everyone who saw him brighten their eyes and feel respect in their hearts. ... On his shoulders, there was a donkey sitting!

It was a little black donkey, with two legs straddling Wang Baole's neck, and two front hooves resting on Wang Baole's head. It was obviously thin and skinny, but the sound it made on Wang Baole's body was extremely loud...

Everyone has seen a man riding a donkey, but a donkey riding a man... This is unimaginable, especially since Wang Baole is still holding a pack of snacks in his hand, and he keeps raising his hand to feed the donkey one bite at a time...

This scene made everyone's eyes look strange.

Wang Baole also felt embarrassed, but he was helpless. After the little donkey was taken out by him, he was unwilling to go back to the storage space at all. With that shrill cry, trembling body, and even sticking out his tongue, he made a gesture of biting his tongue to kill himself. Looking at the posture, Wang Baole felt quite ashamed, so his heart softened, and it turned out like this.

As for the snacks, it was also Wang Baole who saw that the little donkey was about to starve to death, so after feeding it, the little guy seemed to have found the feeling of being a master, as long as he didn't feed him, he would bite his tongue and kill himself.

As he walked out at this moment, in this embarrassment, Wang Baole glanced over the strange-looking people outside the battleship. After sighing in his heart, he stopped in his footsteps, his face extremely solemn, and he spoke loudly.

"Fellow Daoists, you must be puzzled why I, Wang Baole, appear in front of you with a donkey on my back!"

"That's because, in my eyes, it is not an animal, he is my companion, he is my comrade-in-arms, how many times life and death crisis, he saved me, in the most difficult months, he would rather I didn’t eat or drink until I was skinny, looking for food and pills for me who was unconscious, and even almost starved to death myself!”

"I, Wang Baole, have valued love and righteousness all my life. Let alone carrying him, I would be willing to cut my own flesh, because from the moment I stepped into the practice, the master of Misty Taoist School taught me a word, I Brothers of the Federation, the favor must be repaid!" Wang Baole's voice became louder and louder, and at the end, everyone here was moved.

Especially the skinny appearance of the little donkey has become the strongest persuasive force. In the eyes of most people, whether it is an animal or a human being, there must be a reason for being able to starve themselves like this!

Otherwise, in today's era, it is actually quite difficult to starve to death, and the reason... is obviously what Wang Baole said, this little donkey would rather sacrifice himself for the savior!

Although not everyone believed it, most people accepted this statement, and when they looked at the little donkey, they showed respect in their eyes, and the changes in these gazes and expressions were naturally noticed by the little donkey, who is not low in intelligence. It was startled for a moment, then blinked, and just when it was about to grin instinctively, Wang Baole coughed in a voice that only it could hear.

This cough immediately made the little donkey look solemn, and put on a heroic appearance that swore to live and die with its master.

Wang Baole is still very satisfied with the reaction speed of the little donkey. Seeing that his words not only resolved the embarrassment, but also played a positive role, Wang Baole felt complacently that his awareness had improved a lot, so he spoke seriously again .

"At the same time, after I graduated from Misty Daoist Academy, our President Duanmu also taught me a word, that is... hatred must be revenged! The Weiyang tribe invaded our Federation, and this revenge must be revenged, and the Taoist monks are willing to be driven , Senior Qiuran and I, as the great elders of the Dao Palace, also need to clean up the house, but in the final analysis, the words President Duanmu taught me, we federal monks must never forget, revenge must be revenged!"

This last sentence, Wang Baole roared out with almost all his strength. With his cultivation base, the roar at this moment is like a storm, sweeping across the airport directly, like thunder rolling in the sky, shaking everyone here. So much so that they were emotionally affected, and most of them yelled instinctively.

"Vengeance must be revenged!!"

In the entire airport, under Wang Baole's mobilization, the Federation monks were in high spirits, and after faintly gathering together, they formed a passionate fighting spirit. This fighting spirit shocked people's hearts, and the top leaders of all the Federation forces were also affected. Even Duanmuque, Li Xingwen and others, even if they know that Wang Baole has the habit of talking nonsense, they still have a strange look in their eyes, especially Duanmuque, who suddenly feels at this moment... Wang Baole is coming to be the president, and other aspects do not know , but in terms of mobilization power, he has surpassed himself and is more suitable.

Also shocked was Feng Qiuran who walked out behind Wang Baole. Her injuries were not healed, and her complexion was a little pale at the moment. After hearing the roars around her and feeling the fighting spirit of the Federation, she took a deep breath, closed her eyes and recalled the incident. When she opened her eyes, the faces of the Daoist monks she saw along the way were no longer complicated and entangled, but decisive. After Wang Baole finished speaking, she took a few steps, stood beside Wang Baole, and clasped her fists towards the surrounding people. I bow deeply.

"Elder Baole is right. The Dao Palace...does need to be cleaned up once! As for the harm caused by the rebellion of the Dao Palace to the fellow Taoists of the Federation, Feng can't offset it even if he says ten thousand words of sorry. All he can do is Do your best to help, and use Feng's life to bear this calamity with the fellow Taoists of the Federation!"

Wang Baole's words, Feng Qiuran's voice, the roar formed and the shock it brought to everyone were extremely strong, and at the same time, they made everyone more determined for this battle.

"Salute to Wang Baole and Qiu Ran!" Duanmuque said suddenly, his voice was loud and resolute, and at the same time, the people around him saluted again. At this moment, their fighting spirit and momentum exploded even more vastly. !

This welcome, when the atmosphere reached its peak, Wang Baole and Feng Qiuran stepped off the battleship, and under the guidance of Li Xingwen and others, walked into the Mars base with the high-level leaders of various federation forces and Duanmuque.

Represented by the high-level officials of the Federation and Duanmuque, after detailed communication and understanding of the situation from Feng Qiuran, Feng Qiuran was arranged in the secret room of the base to continue to heal his wounds, the little donkey was also taken away, and Wang Baole was left in the main pavilion In the middle, after Yu and other people had dispersed, when only he, Duanmuque, and Li Xingwen were left in the main pavilion, Duanmuque looked very solemn, and suddenly spoke after a while of contemplation.

"Wang Baole, if the Federation wins this battle, you will be the next President of the Federation after the war is over!"