The national teacher almost choked Wu Xian to death with four simple words.

Every muscle on his face was twitching uncontrollably.

The anger in his heart seemed to erupt in volcanoes, but there was no disrespect in his actions. He said helplessly: "Chen Youli has always been tricky and cunning, and the traitors under the tent are inconceivable. If time is delayed, he still doesn't know what will happen. It's not important to be lonely, so he will not worry about the lack of firewood. There will be a chance to make a comeback in the future. I'm afraid that the national master's plan will be ruined."

Wu Xian’s words of tea are just a whisper.

The Eternal Life Cult wants to preach smoothly in the Northwest Continent and expand its influence. Chen Tang's Kang State was the biggest stumbling block. Only by cooperating with Gao State can we tear open this hole. Not to mention destroying Kang State, at least we must compete with it and check and balance each other.

If a high country fails, the plan for the Immortal Church will be disappointed.

Who is more important and can you not understand?

The national teacher raised his eyelids and looked at Wu Xian.

The deep eyes were as slight as ancient wells, but Wu Xian, who was staring at him, had the illusion of being looked at by someone. His hair was standing on his back and sweating was like slurry. This feeling did not last for a few breaths, and the national teacher calmly moved away his gaze.

His right index finger tapped the back of his left hand, and his left index finger turned the red ring on the right finger joints one after another.

This ring has a bright texture.

Widths of golden silk threads can be seen flowing inside, making them look particularly elegant and luxurious under the sunlight.

Wu Xian just glanced inadvertently, and suddenly felt a discomfort that the soul left the body and could not control the limbs. A strange suction force wanted to drag the soul over. He was frightened and immediately felt a sense of creepy, and he frantically used the Dan Mansion's military courage.

As the martial arts joined in resistance, the strange suction power faded like a tide, and Wu Xian was still in shock: "National Master--"

Although he has a ulterior motive and has the idea of ​​using the Eternal Life Sect to deal with Chen Tang again, it does not mean that he will allow the Eternal Life Sect to plot against him. What kind of evil thing is the ring on the national teacher's finger, and why does it have such a big impact?

"You said it?"

The national teacher seemed to have noticed Wu Xian's sight.

He raised his hand and placed it under the sun, and admired the ring with the sunlight. A little nostalgia and mockery slipped in his eyes: "This ring was given by a friend, and it is said that it can ward off evil spirits and protect the master. It can be worn for more than a hundred years, and it is the most important treasure in my life."

Wu Xian praised: "It is indeed a rare treasure in the world."

He blinked quickly in the dark.

What's strange is that when I look at the ring again, I don't have that weird suction force.

This is obviously an ordinary ring, and the texture is not as bright and delicate as before. Although it is still precious, this quality jade ring is as numerous as cow hair in Wuxian Duobao Pavilion. There are not as good quality as it is even thousands or hundreds of them.

It is not a rare thing to the lord of a country.

The national master smiled without saying a word, put his hands in his sleeves and looked into front of the formation.

Because Wu Xian did not send a second person, Qian Yong had just warmed up and felt a little warmed up. He was like Zhu Bajie, who tasted ginseng fruit, but he had not tasted the aftertaste. He was so itchy that he felt angry. The content of the verbal war increased from attacking Wu Xian's personal attack to collective shooting. The bureaucrats of Gao Guo calculated one, and he started to scold anyone he remembered, all of which were exciting!

For example, this civil servant and that military general "protect each other".

For example, a famous prince, Juqing, who has a lot of descendants, is young and stubborn. He is jealous and hurts the truth. He is completely inhumane and cannot speak out. He cannot do it normally with a silver guarantee. How did his wives and concubines give birth to ten men and ten women for him?

For example, Sima, a Sima from Gao Guo, accidentally fell in love with his father's illegitimate daughter, and was caught by his father. He was almost bare butt and was interrupted by his father's three legs, and he kept wailing.

For example, when he was young, he secretly sang and sang with his classmates, and indulged in love with them. As a result, he drank too much and almost became treated as the classmates. Oh, I heard that this person was crying and pulling the only one left of calf to ask for help.

If the messenger of justice had not stood up, the aft would have been in danger.

Chen Tang and Gu Chi bit their ears.

"Is this messenger of justice Qian Shuhe?"

Gu Chi said: "Maybe the Lord should ask where Uncle Qian was watching when these things happened."

He was puzzled.

Is the way of reading the mind belonging to his or her, or to Uncle Qian and this guy? The content is so specific and not like hearing.

Could it be that Qian Yong is still here to make trouble?

Gu Chi's guess is really correct.

Qian Yong really fueled some things.

It is a common old news for aristocratic families to bully poor people. Qian Yong's family is not that good, which does not mean that he is really brainless. When he studied in a college with Zhang He, the old master even praised him for his cleverness and wisdom, and his talent for both civil and military affairs.

If you really don’t have the brain to protect yourself, you still have to eat melons?

Don’t talk about eating melons, you don’t know when you die.

Qian Yong said a lot of words and said something tremendous about the powerful news about the top figure. It was so obvious that all the officials of Gaoguo looked dark. He immediately sent the loudest and most scolded Qian Yong and scolded each other, with little effect.

Qian Yong has his own logic.

It’s not him who scolded Chen Youli, why did he break his defense?

Chen Tang, who was greeted by his ancestors for the 18th generation, also said that it doesn’t matter.

In this situation, whether there is an ancestor or not is a question. It is very likely that Schrödinger's ancestors were eighteen generations. If someone wants to give a greeting, hello, but he can't even lose his flesh if he says a word. Without an ancestor, there is naturally no possibility of being scolded.

The reactions between the two sides were extremely uneven.

The minister Gao Guo, who was unfortunately named by Qian Yong, ran away on the spot. He was indignant of being not named but his butt was also covered in frustration and loudly expressed his grievances for his colleagues: "Uncle Qian and this bird man, mud pig, scabies, and nonsense, I don't know how much turbid water and filthy things he ate!"

These things cannot be recognized!

It was Uncle Qian who bit him to death.

After a round of verbal battle, Qian Yong relied on his voice to spread a large range, which made the drumbeat soldiers almost forget the rhythm of the drum beat.

The famous prince Juqing, who was even humiliated and could not save the monk, was even more annoyed and drew his sword. He wanted to slap his horse out of the formation and cut his uncle Qian and his tongue with a three-foot green breeze. He thought so and did the same, but he was stopped by the vanguard soldiers before approaching the formation.

Qian Yong knew his identity with a glance of contempt.

He said provocatively: "You said this is spreading rumors? What's the use of just saying it is? Why not take off your pants in front of the three armies of the two countries and the three armies to prove it? No need to compete with those young people, you can compete with me. Even if you have ten sons and ten daughters are your kindness."

Chen Tang was so irritated when he heard this.

"No, what should he compare with Uncle Qian?"

No one around answered the question.

Chen Tang looked at Qian Yong's angry look, and the four words "shaking in a shiver" appeared in her mind inappropriate mind. As a former painter who had painted a small yellow picture, she could of course understand Qian Yong's voiceover in seconds, and also knew that Qian Yong had always been a good person.

But, the current occasion is in front of the two armies!

Isn’t it too unfair to take off your pants and compare?

Gu Chi: "..."

Little do you know that this is normal.

In this era when catapults will throw gold juice from each other in war, as long as you can attack your opponent, all means are allowed.

Gongxi Qiu was eating melon with relish.

Turning his head to look at Chen Tang: "Mama, it's a **."

He tilted his head in confusion and repeated.

"It's better than **."

The answer you think in your heart is different from what you say.

Gong Xiqiu: "..."

He looked at his elder brother with a grim look, and Jimo Qiu reminded him lightly: "A Nian, don't be dirty with your highness."

Gong Xiqiu only dared to murmur in a low voice.

You can encounter anything in marching and fighting, which means that Mama's opponent is more shameful. If you encounter those who are willing to do so, you will be even dirtier in humiliation and provocation, including but not limited to ordering dozens of soldiers to take off their pants in a row and shake them towards the opposite side.

Gong Xiqiu traveled around the world to find me, and I have seen too many of them over the years.

Jimo Qiu saw his complaint: "No."

Gong Xiqiu: "..."

Most of Wu Zhaode's teams are old-fashioned families or rising upstarts, and they all have shame, so they naturally cannot take off their pants and slid their ropes in public to anger their opponents. On the other hand, Qian Yong is shameless, so he can make them all feel ashamed and angry.

"No opponent."

"I'm lonely."

Qian Yong won a great victory and did not forget to show off his character.

Chen Tang just wanted to roll his eyes when he heard it.

He said with a shameless face, "I am lonely." If this is the "martial arts" that Qian Yong pursues, he wouldn't be afraid of the intention of a warrior who really gained similar abilities one day? He wouldn't cry even if he wanted to cry!

Qian Yong outputted extremely fierce firepower, which was difficult for Gao Guo to resist. He also killed a young general insult, and his morale was lower than Kang Guo. However, this gap was not enough to shake Gao Guo's morale. As long as he wins a fight, the bird energy he receives at this moment will become the motivation for the soldiers to know shame before they can be brave, and their morale will be even better.

Qian Yong also understands this principle.

He doesn't forget to beware of assassination when he comes out of his mouth.

Once the general ended up, he would be self-conceited. He didn't want to fall to the ground for no reason. But he didn't expect that the person sent by Gao Guo was not a military general, but a silver-white scholar. Even with a tight and delicate young face, it could not hide the old age flowing in his eyes. This was probably an old monster with a long hair and a childish face! Qian Yong grabbed the reins with one hand and did not get close.

He asked with a sneer: "Can you leave your name if you are not dressed like a martial artist? How could Wu Zhaode push you, a weak scholar, to die? Or is it that no one in the camp can do anything, and he is afraid of competing with me in front of the formation?"

After saying that, he stopped at the national master with a playful look.

Raising an eyebrow: "A person should not behave in appearance, and his bad roots should not be measured."
To be continued...