Hei Zheng returned to the Black Martial Arts Sect with a complicated face, their disciples were already waiting in the hall, he saw the head of the sect come back with a solemn expression, everyone knew that things were not good, but they couldn't figure out why, so they had to stand aside and wait for the head to speak in person.

Hei Zheng sat silently on his chair, stretched out his hand, and a maid began to hand over tea next to him, after he took a sip of tea, he sighed and said, "Today's negotiations are a little bad, we have differences of opinion, to be honest, my opinion is to take advantage of the rumors in the quicksand valley now, and the army's heart is shaken, so if you attack at this time, it will definitely be very easy, but Lu Zhiming is obviously different from what I thought." ”

"What does he think? Could it be the opposite of you?" said Blackheart.

"Almost, he wants to stop attacking now, recuperate, and negotiate with Feng Yan first, I don't understand why he thinks like this, but he didn't say the specific reason, he just fooled me, I don't know what he was thinking. ”

Hei Zheng frowned, he really didn't understand how to deal with the current situation, and about Lu Zhiming, he had always felt that he couldn't see through him, after all, the age was here, Hei Zheng didn't think that Lu Zhiming, who was nearly a hundred years old, would have fewer eyes than himself.

But as a very powerful ally of the two forces, trust each other to do great things, isn't it?

Hei Zheng looked at the people below, frowning, touching his temples, looking a little tired, his subordinates hurriedly stepped forward and said to him, "Master, you are tired now, go back to sleep first, and after a while, let's discuss what to do next." ”

Hei Zheng rubbed his eyes and sighed, "Okay, then I'll rest first, you guys have a good discussion here, and if there is any result after that, you will report it to me later." ”

"Yes, master!" So Hei Zheng walked to his room step by step, lay down and closed his eyes to recuperate.

The hall became extremely lively, and the disciples of the Black Martial Sect had different opinions, and they couldn't make up their minds.

At this time, Hei Xin, Hei Zhuang's most powerful assistant, stood up, this person looked very upright, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, thin lips, and a square face, looking like a general.

As soon as he stood up, the people around him immediately stopped talking and looked up at him, this person's name was Blackheart.

He was a capable assistant trained by Hei Zheng, and everyone understood his place in Hei Zheng's heart, so they closed their mouths and listened to him carefully.

Hei Xin smiled and said, "I know that everyone is for our good, so we want to make sure that nothing goes wrong and that this war will be won, so I decided that we should discuss Lu Zhiming's motives first, how about it?"

"Okay!" Then, everyone began to guess word by word, and Black Heart rubbed his temples, and he finally understood why Black Zheng felt so tired.

After all, it is really difficult for people to extract the main idea content of so many people talking together, so he said, "Okay, let everyone write down all the opinions they have said on a piece of paper, and then pass them on to me, and I will filter them and then present them to the boss, is that okay?"

"Okay, that's good!" everyone expressed their satisfaction, because they also felt that after discussing it like this, in many cases, there would be no substantive result at all.

So everyone wrote down their opinions on the spot and handed them to Heixin.

In the end, Blackheart sat on the chair and read them one by one, the opinions they wrote down, the people next to him had been dispersed by him, and there was only one maid beside him, waiting to make him tea.

Black Heart frowned, his dark eyes staring at the words on the note.

The first one looks pretty good, but most of them look good, but it's difficult to implement, Hei Xin thought about what Lu Zhiming meant, combined with the current situation, it seems that Lu Zhiming obviously knows that this Hei Zheng's opinion is the most correct.

But why did he insist on negotiating with Quicksand Valley?

Could it be that there is something in it that is not beneficial to others? He thought as he frowned, wondering if he should present this opinion to Hei Zheng.

But remembering that Hei Zheng might still be resting now, he wanted to stop for a while, and then wait until he was well rested, and then go and send the things over.

Hei Zheng was lying on the bed in the room, always trying to sleep for a while, but he couldn't sleep.

He frowned, feeling that things were not as simple as he thought, but he couldn't see what was wrong.

So, he sat up from the bed all of a sudden, and began to walk back and forth in the room, what was wrong? He didn't know what to suspect, Lu Zhiming's side didn't know that Hei Zheng had begun to suspect them, and the Yanqing faction was just when he was smug in his own calculations, and it was inevitable that there would be some omissions.

Originally, he had made up his mind to take advantage of Fengyan, and this was an excellent opportunity, and he definitely couldn't miss it, so he began to send people around to inquire around and get as much information as he could, but there was no suitable person around him.

At this time, he heard his subordinates outside, saying that there was something important to tell him, so he clapped his hands, and the subordinates pushed the door directly in, "Report to the boss, someone outside asks to see!"

"Who is it?" Lu Zhiming took a sip of tea slowly, he didn't understand who was looking for him at this point in time?

The subordinate raised his eyes and glanced at the head of Lu Zhiming, and still felt that this person was like an immortal, in front of him, which made him feel that just by looking at Lu Zhiming, he felt that his soul had been purified.

He said, "Kneeling at the door is Hei Xin, a disciple of the Black Martial Arts Sect, who said that he has something important to discuss with the master. ”

"Discuss with me, what a big breath!" Lu Zhiming has always been very modest in front of people, and as soon as he said this, he felt that something was wrong.

Sure enough, the disciple looked at him with a surprised expression, but he just glanced at it in surprise, and quickly lowered his head.

Lu Zhiming knew that he was really brainless when he spoke today, so he hurriedly said, "Let Heixin come in, I have something to ask him, I want to know what happened when he came over so late today." ”

So the disciple nodded, and went directly to the door, kneeling with a black heart, and said, "Come in." ”

As soon as Hei Xin entered, he saw that the furnishings of this room were extraordinary, although he was used to seeing too many rare treasures in the Black Martial Arts Sect.