After Zhang Dongjun finished explaining, the disciples put away the dog hair as if they had found a treasure. At the same time www.biquge.info the food on the side of the god of food was ready.

The disciples had long been hungry, and with Zhang Dongjun's order, they all rushed into the Wu family's cafeteria.

I have to say that the big pot rice made by the God of Food is much better than those star-rated restaurants.

After he was full of wine and food, Zhang Dongjun asked his disciples to find empty rooms to rest and arranged for people to patrol.

Although the night is quiet, there are murderous motives hidden everywhere. Zhang Dongjun was afraid that the monsters would have eyeliner near Wu's house, so he was extra cautious, and this night was destined to be a sleepless night.

"Brother Jun, aren't you sleeping yet?" The God of Food walked up to Zhang Dongjun and looked at the stars in the sky with him.

Zhang Dongjun shook his head: "I can't sleep now, Brother God of Food, haven't you slept either, do you miss Heaven?"

The God of Food sighed: "I don't want to be in Heaven, I've lived on it for thousands of years, and I'm tired of it." If I could, I would love to be a mortal, to spend my life ordinary, to do what I wanted to do. ”

Zhang Dongjun agrees with the words of the god of food, many people envy the gods in the sky, who have a long lifespan and a carefree life in the sky, but who can know the loneliness of the gods, maybe only Zhang Dongjun can understand.

It can be seen from the chat messages of the immortals in the group that there may be some problems with their spirits, maybe they are holding back too much.

Especially Nezha has lived for almost 10,000 years, and he is still like a child, sometimes he is not as good as the current child.

The God of Food used to be in the heavenly realm, and he was simply a stuffy gourd, thinking about going down to earth every day. After coming to the world, he obviously became a lot more cheerful.

On the other side, the alliance army led by Liu Bian and Long Quan fought to the death with the army of the demon world.

The dark night is the world of monsters, and with their amazing talents, the alliance army they fight is losing one after another. At night, the youkai seem to have infinite power, while during the day they choose to hide and not go head-to-head with the Alliance.

The alliance army is in the light, and the monsters are in the dark, and they are completely led by the nose.

Longquan has been in a state of exhaustion these days, and he can't think of a way to deal with the enemy. What thirty-six strategies, what Sun Tzu's art of war, is completely useless, because the other party is a monster, and he will not think about things according to human thoughts at all.

Commanding an unfavorable coalition army, most people would blame Long Quan. But Liu Bian is the opposite, the demon realm generals he has killed in the past few days have reached double digits, and his prestige in the alliance army can be said to have reached its peak.

Although there are also masters in the out-of-body period in the alliance army, they are all some ancestor-level figures, unless it is a last resort, Longquan will not take out these hole cards.

Human beings have masters, and the demon world will also have masters. Neither side will let the masters fight against each other unless necessary.

"Report! Wang Qiangjian, the patriarch of the royal family, died on the battlefield, and none of his team members survived!"

"Report! Patriarch Xiao Feng Xiao died on the battlefield, and the pair of men and horses he led were all sacrificed!"

"Report! Patriarch Lin Shanlin died on the battlefield, and the team he led was all wiped out!"

"Report ......"

At the front-line command post of the Alliance Army, more than a dozen spies had already entered the camp in less than an hour, bringing bad news one after another.

Long Quan hadn't seen him for a few days, his face was very haggard, and there was already a lot of gray hair on his temples. Soon after the war began, more than a dozen patriarchs had already died, and the army had lost tens of thousands.

Although the loss of tens of thousands of troops was not enough trauma for the more than 500,000 Union troops, it was already a serious setback to morale.

The Alliance Army had fought several times with the Demon Realm Army, all of which ended in heavy losses, and the only thing Long Quan could do now was to achieve a crucial victory.

Liu Bian on the side was also distressed, although the centralized distribution of the family disciples avoided the tragedy of the destruction of a family, but if it continued like this, I am afraid that more than 500,000 troops would be consumed here.

"Commander Long, such a hard encounter is very disadvantageous for our army. It would be nice if Brother Jun was here, maybe there would be some good ideas. The first thing that came to mind was Zhang Dongjun.

Zhang Dongjun is now a symbol of omnipotence in his eyes.

Long Quan slapped the table in front of him and roared with a flushed face: "This herd of animals is too difficult to deal with! Fighting guerrilla warfare during the day and conducting surprise attacks at night will not give us a chance to rest at all." Brother Zhang has a more difficult task, so don't tell him about the situation here, so as not to distract him. ”

Liu Bian nodded and sighed helplessly. He hadn't closed his eyes for a few days to rest, if it weren't for the pill given by Zhang Dongjun, he wouldn't have known how many times he would have died at the hands of the demon realm masters.

At this time, there were only two people left in the camp tent, Long Quan and Liu Biao, and the atmosphere was a little heavy. Long Quan took the lead in breaking the tranquility and asked, "Captain Liu, how is the battle situation in the Demon Realm?"

"Commanded by Qi Yulong, the 10,000 alliance army, under the leadership of Yang Jian, successfully dragged down the pace of the demon realm army, and Yang Jian alone killed hundreds of masters of the demon realm, and he was ready to lead the troops to a major counterattack. Although Liu Bian didn't want to tell the truth for fear of hitting Longquan, since he asked, he could only answer truthfully.

"What? Although the Demon Realm army is not as numerical as the Demon Realm army, their own strength is strong. 10,000 people can hold them back, and be ready to fight back?"

Liu Bian nodded, indicating that what he said was the truth.

"Yang Jian is really a god, and he deserves to have the same name and surname as Erlang Zhenjun, it seems that I underestimated him too much before. If he becomes the conductor, I believe he will be able to win. ”

Obviously, Long Quan listened to Liu Bian's words, and his self-confidence was seriously hit. He even suspected that he was not fit to be a conductor at all.

The dragon weaver hurriedly said calmly on the side: "Patriarch Dragon, there is no problem with what you command, it's just that the monsters in the demon world are too cunning. ”

"Captain Liu, pass the order, retreat thirty miles, try not to have a head-on conflict with the demon world army, delay it for a while, let me be alone and quiet, and see if I can come up with any good solutions. ”

Long Quan sat down on the Taishi chair, and said to Liu Bian with some tiredness in his tone.

Liu Bian didn't speak, hugged his fist at Long Quan, turned around and left the tent.

The next morning, the night was unpredictable. Zhang Dongjun only rested for more than two hours, and he didn't even have time to see how many subscriptions he had added to the book he wrote in the Heavenly Realm.

Liu Hua called him early in the morning, and his procurement would take half a day.

In the past half a day, Ouyang Yalan called Zhang Dongjun to report on the sales of products last month, and asked him to prepare more raw materials, and the European market has been completely opened.

Although the skin of white people is already very white, the aging situation is much more serious than that of Asia, and the demand for Junya products is far greater than that of yellow people. What's more important is that people have money!

Zhang Dongjun only perfunctorily agreed to her, and now he is most concerned about the life and death of Huaxia. Money is something outside the body, the home is gone, and there is a fart for money!