The simple room, the old wooden table, the silver kettle on the red clay stove was snorting and steaming, like an angry little monster spewing rough air. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info The room was foggy and unusually warm.

It is rare to enjoy half an afternoon of leisure, making tea and reading a book, with a leisurely demeanor.

There was a knock on the door.

Nian Tingfeng's gaze did not leave the scroll in his hand, and said casually: "Come in." ”

A plain-looking man came in and said respectfully, "My lord." ”

The listening department is probably the only war department that has requirements for the appearance of the team department, which cannot be too handsome, not too ugly, not too burly, not too strong, and so on. If I leave you in the crowd and can't find it soon, then congratulations, the Wind Listening Department needs you.

The people who listen to the wind the most are those who are mediocre in appearance and it is difficult to find conspicuous features.

Nian Tingfeng asked leisurely: "It's all arranged?"

The subordinate reported: "Yes, we have arranged the main news village. Early tomorrow morning, everyone will be able to see the whole process of the Heavy Cloud Spear's victory over the Flame Blood. We were far away at the time, but the location was good. ”

Nian Tingfeng continued while reading: "Praise Shi Xueman more, and we want to shape her into a hero of Yuan Xiu and shoulder our hopes." ”

Subordinate report: "Yes." ”

"When the time comes, we can discuss tower artillery. Let's start from this perspective. ”

"Yes. ”

Nian Tingfeng noticed that his subordinates' emotions were not very high, so he took his eyes off the scroll, put down the scroll, and asked, "But what problems did you encounter?"

The subordinates were silent.

Nian Tingfeng slowly picked up the silver kettle from the stove, carefully filled the teapot with water, and said, "Xiaolin, how many years have you followed me?"

The subordinate who was called Kobayashi replied, "Sixteen years, my lord." ”

Nian Tingfeng sighed: "Yes, it's been sixteen years. Xiaolin, you are the most reassuring person for me, explain what you are going to do, no matter how dangerous it is, you have never hesitated, but I didn't expect to hesitate today. ”

A trace of guilt flashed in Xiao Lin's eyes, and he said, "The subordinates just feel that they are desperately ...... on the front line."

Nian Tingfeng was very calm: "Do we stick a knife in the back?"

Since it was said, Xiao Lin did not shy away from it, and said calmly: "The situation is so critical, the high-level is still busy with infighting, and the brothers are very at a loss in their hearts, and they don't know how to deal with themselves." ”

Nian Tingfeng and his face were pleasant: "This trouble is not only for you, but also for me." But if you look at the heavens and the sky, a plate of scattered sand, and the cities are separated, can they block the blood of the gods? Shi Xueman is certainly strong, and the spear of Chongyun can defeat the blood of the Burning Flower, which is very remarkable. But look at it, the Burning Flower Blood Department is only one of the twelve Blood Divisions, and there are six gods on it. Shi Xueman's ability to turn the tide? Nor can God be afraid of the ability to adjudicate and turn the tide? Because our forces are too scattered. Does the Divine Fear Obey the Order?

Kobayashi was silent.

Nian continued: "What we need now is not a two-game win. What do we need to do most now in order to accomplish reunification, and only by calling for reunification can we have any hope of winning. You can never win on your own. As for who completes the reunification, I don't really care. From the current point of view, I think the possibility of the lady is a little greater. ”

"If there are heroes, it's not for us little people to stop them. If we can't even pass this level, don't even think about being a hero. I actually don't want to talk about big truths, there are many truths in the world, and each has its own reason. We're just a knife, just do what a knife should do, don't you?"

Xiao Lin was dumbfounded, and after a while, he lowered his head again: "The adult has to teach him a lesson." ”

Nian Tingfeng waved his hand: "This battle, I can't tell when it's a head." Let everyone feel at ease, do it slowly, watch it slowly, and there is time. Why do troubled times produce heroes? Troubled times are like a sieve, sifting and sifting, and those who have a bad life and are not strong are slowly sifted out. We're part of the sieve. How can a true hero be blocked by a sieve?"

Xiao Lin admired it in his heart, and the decadence on his face was swept away: "The subordinates will pass on the words of the adults to everyone." ”

Nian Tingfeng advised: "The most important thing is to do things well." As long as the knife is sharp enough to use, the lady needs to use it, and the hero also needs to use it. If the knife is not good, then whether it is a lady or a hero, and what does it have to do with the knife?"

Xiao Lin was convinced: "Yes!"

Listen to Thunder City, an hour later.

"Are you all seated?"

Gu Xuan's stern gaze swept over the crowded crowd on the windmill sword, and he also felt that his head was extremely big. The boss asked himself to go back with some people from the news village, and he brought so many people back, is this task completed, or is it not completed?

He wasn't sure.

But he also saw the scene at that time, and the boss meant that Qiao Meiqi was the one to pick people. They just have to be responsible for bringing people back as quickly as possible.

Needless to say, when Qiao Meiqi said that he was going to the mysterious Matsuma Valley, he suddenly became excited, and hurriedly packed up his things and brought enough phantom pods.

And those guests at the gate of the city lord's mansion took the opportunity to shout to go.

Matsuma Valley is definitely hot now, and everyone wants to get involved with Matsuma Valley. But Matsuma Valley is like a turtle that makes people have nowhere to start. If you get close to Matsuma Valley, you will disappear and encounter accidents.

If you want to buy snow lava, you can only come to Thunder City.

Now there is an opportunity to go directly to Matsuma Valley, and if you can connect with Matsuma Valley, you are willing to let it go. Everyone was furious, shouting, "City Lord Qiao, you made us wait for so long", "That's not how to do business", etc., just wanted to rub the past.

Qiao Meiqi, who was worried that there were not enough people, pushed the boat down the river on the spot, and agreed to come down "reluctantly".

Even Gu Xuan's questions, Qiao Meiqi took it all in. provoked others to look at him with admiration, and Lao Qiao is still very interesting!

Qiao Meiqi is a person who understands, if there are enough people, Gu Xuan will not be affected in the slightest, but this board is going to be slapped on his ass. Estimated at seven sources, Ai Hui would definitely not be satisfied. As for whether these people will be satisfied, at least there is a chance.

Everyone boarded the windmill sword, looked here, touched there, and was extremely curious.

And many of them are secretly paying attention.

From snow lava to tower artillery, Matsuma Valley has led the way time and time again. This windmill sword, could it be the next wave of fashion?

It's a rare opportunity to experience it firsthand.

The seven informants were even more excited, and took out the phantom pods to record desperately.

Gu Xuan didn't bother to pay attention to them, classified the seven sword towers as forbidden places, and sent people to garrison them. As soon as the windmill turned, the Yuan Force that emitted fluctuated enough to cover its Yuan Pattern, and no one could see it.

"Sit down, get ready to go!"

Gu Xuan's face was full of disgust, just such a person, it would take an hour to go to the sword, it was really slow. Since he started leading the team, his voice has become thicker unconsciously, and he basically relies on roaring to speak.

"What a strange look!"

"yes, I don't know why it's such a strange shape?"

"Beidou, the Big Dipper seems to be. ”

"Sword cultivation is always a lot of strange things. ”

The people on the sword talked a lot, and everyone looked around, their expressions full of expectation and curiosity. They turned a deaf ear to Gu Xuan's words, not even a master, what is there to shout at Everyone is in high spirits at this time, and no one pays attention to him, look here, touch there.

Gu Xuan's face was not good-looking, and he felt like he was leading a sightseeing group that did not listen to the command.

In the cultivation of the Thunder Sword, he had gradually become accustomed to a disciplined, quiet and solemn life, and was very unaccustomed to noisy and noisy scenes.

Fortunately, there will be no more such a task in the future, and he comforted himself in his heart.

He yelled at Shi Zhiguang at the tail of the sword: "Go!"

Shi Zhiguang also shouted: "Let's go!"

The Windmill Sword lifted off the ground with a lightness disproportionate to its size, and then began to accelerate, like a sword stabbing diagonally into the sky. Being in it, the feeling is more intuitive and intense.

"Ahh

"Oh my God, oh my God!"

"Oh my God!"

......

Screams rang out from the sword, piercing people's eardrums. The sudden acceleration, and such a large acceleration, that everyone was not mentally prepared at all, and many people were unstable on their feet, and they all became gourds that fell to the ground, and they were in a mess.

Gu Xuan snorted lightly and raised his chin, he deliberately kept silent to remind.

Since following Ai Hui, everyone has been somewhat contaminated with a bad and wilted style.

Their faces were pale, and some of them trembled with timidity, and their whole bodies trembled. Flying is no stranger to everyone, but we have never felt such extreme speed.

The scenery on both sides recedes so fast that it is difficult to catch with the naked eye, like colorful bands of light. The light curtain raised by the windmill sword was crystal clear, and they could clearly see the dazzling light marks and sparks that burst from time to time caused by the violent air flow and the friction of the light curtain.

Even through a layer of light curtain, everyone's faces involuntarily showed a little fear.

Wen Yongmin was also a little panicked at first, and his mind was blank from the time he took off to the present. The screams like a tidal wave almost drowned him out, and he was pale and shivering.

But when the flight began to steady, he began to come to his senses.

A flush of excitement welled up on his pale face.

His first instinct was to check his phantom pods, and fortunately, they were all recorded. He knew he had earned it this time! He could imagine how much of a sensation it would cause when this phantom appeared in front of everyone's eyes!

He glanced at the other informants, and everyone was full of excitement and excitement.

As a veteran informant, Wen Yongmin is better at digging up news. The current opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and with Matsuma Valley's consistent low-key style, I'm afraid it's hard to have a second time. Wen Yongmin made up his mind that he must make good use of this opportunity.

His gaze locked on Gu Xuan, the middle-aged man just now seemed to be the leader of these people.