"It's not enough."

Zhong Ming took another sip of the wine in his hand, his sharp eyes seemed to be smiling, as if he had never put anything in his eyes.

"It's the same general, and he was a powerless kid before, how is this possible."

Zhong Ming's eyes seemed to be smiling, and he looked at the irritable Tianling opposite, although according to the division of this world, there were only generals, but how could the pioneer's means be imagined and compared to him.

Therefore, although Zhong Yi's strength is only expressed by the general level because of his unfamiliarity with the general's cards, with Zhong Ming's continuous supply of cards, coupled with the unique indomitable and unyielding spirit of the pioneer, it is really unnecessary to deal with eight guys who can only brute force.

"Our game isn't over yet."

Zhong Ming was noncommittal about Tianling's behavior of smashing the chessboard, and the soldiers on the table jumped up again, picked up their spears and rushed towards Tianling.

"Hmph."

Six strange air currents flew out of Tianling's hand, and in an instant, the soldier turned into ashes, and he took out his weapon from the package, which was a pair of huge twin hammers.

The twin hammers were purple, and the air currents above the destructive fluctuations could be faintly seen, and Zhong Ming was a little serious.

"Those purple eyes?"

"Enemy of the Pioneers, Purple Eyes, this is also an old acquaintance of yours."

Zhang Chunhua seemed to have just woken up from the general's card, and he seemed to be smiling.

Zhong Ming held the wine glass in his hand, the expression in his sharp eyes was extremely strange, it seemed that between half-opening and half-closed, only a trace of a gap could be vaguely seen, but people did not dare to look at it, it was difficult to imagine what was placed under the calm appearance, perhaps, it was a bottomless pool, or an endless abyss.

"Buzz ......"

A bottomless ravine formed in the ground, and a huge palm crawled out of it.

Coupled with the eight figures in the sky, Zhong Yi seemed to be a little struggling, and he was deeply trapped in a huge pit under his feet, Zhang Chunhua shouted in the alienation card:

"Your deployment seems to be a bit difficult."

The wine glass in Zhong Ming's hand swayed, the dragon crossbow in his hand was ready to go, and the heavenly order on the opposite side seemed to be unable to sit still, but there was no superfluous movement, silently balancing Zhong Ming.

"Whew."

Zhong Yi held the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand, the ground had already sunk into a few meters deep, and the sand was squeezed into a terrifying floor, but it was still not difficult to feel the huge force.

"Surrender, boy, we still appreciate you."

One of the eight people on the other side said, his tone was not without sincerity.

They have never used all their strength, perhaps because of this, even though Zhong Yi is only a general in this world, he seems to be at ease in the gap between the eight people.

Zhong Yi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his face was not without scars, but he still licked his lips, and said with fanaticism in his eyes:

"Come on, the real battle has just begun."

The sky was full of wind and sand, and this figure looked extremely lonely, but the eyes of the person opposite were not without emotion, and he sighed helplessly:

"Really, alas."

It's a pity that such a person is not a friend or an enemy after all, but it's a pity that the opposite side is the enemy pioneer of the past generations, but it's a pity that the creatures of this land have hope in their hearts and are unwilling to surrender to their own hands.

"This person is not simple."

Zhang Chunhua seemed to understand something, and whispered in Zhong Ming's ear.

That figure was wearing a broken armor, the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand was flickering with golden light, and the last card in his hand was punched into the Fang Tian Painting Halberd, the fit was definitely not less than one hundred percent, and if it weren't for this, he couldn't be so strong, even if he was alone, he could still put terrible pressure on the opponent.

"Kill."

"It's time for us to go."

The wine in the wine glass in his hand was drunk, Zhong Ming threw the wine jug aside, and slowly walked into the gap in the space, Zhang Chunhua's beautiful eyes were puzzled.

Zhong Ming explained with a smile:

"I don't have a complete Herald Banner, so I can't stay here, and to deal with this situation, he's enough."

The tone revealed a strong confidence, with inexplicable fearlessness and fanaticism, Zhang Chunhua blinked his eyelids, a little puzzled.

Why is there such a big difference in strength, Zhong Ming can still have such a big confidence, is it just by virtue of a Fang Tian painting halberd?

Of course, a Fang Tian painting halberd can't stop the thousands of horses and thousands of troops on the opposite side, but it may not be impossible to carry the blood of Zhong Ming.

"Kill."

Fang Tian's halberd drew a huge half-moon in the air, a big man was knocked out on the spot, Zhong Yi held his martial arts card, the cruel smile on his face did not converge in the slightest, one by one he played and injected into Fang Tian's halberd, powerful energy fluctuations cut the ground full of devastation, this martial arts card is extremely special, but it cannot be taken out of this world.

Every time he attacked, he could trigger the weapon in his hand, and whether it was a huge palm stretched out from the ground or a blade of light falling from the air, it was just brute force.

......

"Need help?"

Zhong Ming shook the wine jug in his hand and looked at the black fox in front of him, who was half frozen by the cold.

"You."

The answer is only one word, but there is no trace of doubt, which makes people wonder.

Zhong Ming just jumped out of the crack in front of him, and his eyelids rolled:

"Although I can't interfere with the main plot, if I do something without affecting the plot, it's still okay."

"No need."

This time, the reply was as average as ever, but Zhong Ming could still feel the unwillingness and hideousness in it, he shook his head, and said quietly:

"If nothing else, another eyeball magic weapon should be here with you, I hope you can borrow it, of course, not now, I will wait until you are willing to lend it to me."

"Oh, that's a big breath."

Looking at the fox demon who appeared at some point, Zhong Ming took a sip of the wine jug next to his mouth slowly, and there were no mood fluctuations in his eyes:

"I'm not in a hurry, I still have a lot of time in this world."

The rabbit that Zhong Ming was carrying came out, Zhong Ming reached out and touched its head, the rabbit's red eyes were full of jealousy, looking at the black fox in front of him.

Zhong Ming walked without hurry, there was a calm behind him, in a sense, this world is a harmonious world, there are no wrong things and people, only the wrong time, the wrong place, and the disputes caused by inexplicable confusion.

Zhong Ming had no intention of disturbing the place, although it was not peaceful.

"He, can he do it?"

Zhang Chunhua looked at Zhong Ming with some doubts, and walked over with a swagger, really not seeing a trace of worry about the deployment.

"Do you want to know his story? I can tell you about it. ”

Zhong Ming put his hands on the back of his head, looking extremely comfortable, and the white rabbit was lying on the armor on his shoulder, sleepy-eyed.

Walking to his thatched house, Zhong Ming was not in a hurry to enter, but flipped through the cards in his hand and shook his head, not knowing what he thought.

"My lord, the biggest wedding in the history of our Tushan is about to be held, can you go and take a look?"

Zhong Ming raised his head, looked at the silver fox-looking monster in front of him, and nodded, his tone noncommittal:

"When."

"Tomorrow."

"Okay."

Looking at the silver fox who left with a happy face, Zhong Ming yawned, looked at his Cheng Yu military general card, shook his head helplessly, and said in his heart:

Old man, what would you do if it were you?

"Your Excellency."

The boar demon came back at some point, and moved back two strange chairs, one in the doorway and one in the pine tree in front of the door.

"I have a heart."

Zhong Ming smiled and nodded.

The boar demon touched his huge head, and seemed a little embarrassed.

Zhong Ming sat on a chair placed on the pine tree, looking at the fireworks in the sky, and his eyes were in a trance: Old man, I am really not used to talking in my ears without you.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it is the next morning.

"Bang bang."

Zhong Ming looked at the firecrackers and the lights in the sky, his eyes were uncertain, as if he remembered something, but his mind was still blank.

The three fragments in his arms shimmered with a faint luster, Zhong Ming was familiar with the plot and knew that the fourth fragment could not be formed.

The wine jug in his hand was already full of wine, Zhong Ming picked up the wine jug and put it to his lips to take a sip, walking around the crowd, the wild boar demon also set off firecrackers, looking very happy.

"My lord, let's come along."

The wild boar demon saw Zhong Ming and waved the firecracker in his hand.

Zhong Ming smiled, then shook his head.

"You can change the plot so that the fourth piece is formed and you can leave."

Zhang Chunhua shouted in the alienation card.

Zhong Ming stood not far away, looking at the two people and demons who were about to enter the marriage hall in red, and it was difficult to distinguish the emotions in their sharp eyes.

Zhang Chunhua was stunned, if she guessed correctly, that emotion was... Envy.

"If they want to get along for a while, why bother with other people's joys."

Zhong Ming held the wine jug in his hand, his posture was very casual, Zhang Chunhua was stunned, and he didn't seem to know what to say.

"If you take one step further, I will kill myself immediately to show you, in the next life, in the next life."

Zhang Chunhua pushed Zhong Ming, but when the bloody kiss fell, she still sighed, she knew that everything was irreparable.

And Bai Yue's words made Zhang Chunhua a little moved, the corners of his mouth moved, as if he thought of something, and in the end only left an inexplicable astringency.

And when her perspective stayed on Zhong Ming, the astringency turned into a strange banter:

"Hey, don't you have any ideas?"

She also saw Zhong Ming's former indiscretion, but when she thought about it now, it became unspeakably weird.

And Zhong Ming drank the wine quietly, and when he heard Zhang Chunhua's words, the wine jug in his hand trembled, and his eyes, who had never been moved by the feelings of the two, finally changed a little.

He put down the flask on his lips, his perspective became distant, and his voice was clear, subtle and peaceful, like an old man who knew the world, but like a prodigal son wandering in the dust, weird, subtle, but inexplicably harmonious:

"When it's commonplace, you won't be moved by the world anymore."

Zhong Ming's words seemed to be very relaxed, but Zhang Chunhua only saw the distant tiredness in his eyes, like a wheel wheel that was always running, although he longed, he also knew that he couldn't rest.