Seeing how much of a bargain Mo Sandi looked like, Ling Zifeng couldn't hold back anymore and laughed out loud. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"As long as Miss Mo doesn't call me Mr. Ling in the future!"

"That's it?"

"That's it, sir, it sounds too uncomfortable. You are nineteen years old this year, one year younger than me, and you will call me Brother Ling in the future. ”

Mo Sandi didn't care for a long time, and Ling Zifeng knew his age "in advance".

She just wondered why the magician in front of her was so divine, but the title he mentioned earlier did not reject her heart, but there were some very familiar and intimate feelings.

So she smiled and said, "As long as Brother Ling doesn't feel disrespectful like this, I don't have any opinion." ”

Ling Zifeng smiled with satisfaction and touched his chin, thinking that this familiar scene seemed to be completely different from the "last time".

He thought about the last time a certain title did not succeed, and the devil who loved to play pranks in his heart suddenly "drilled" out.

The demon "manipulated" his body and said, "I won't call you Miss Mo anymore, because this title represents some kind of disrespectful profession in our hometown. ”

Mo Sandi blinked her eyes wide and asked curiously, "What kind of profession is it?" ”

Ling Zifeng smiled, this time there was no embarrassment, because the demon in his heart had already controlled him and said, "It's the kind of person who makes money with his body." ”

Mo Sandi didn't understand for a while. I thought to myself, people who make money by lifting their bodies. Is it coolies? Or a porter? She thought about it and still didn't feel anything disrespectful about these professions.

Or a slightly older female assassin next to her leaned into her ear and whispered an explanation to her.

Suddenly, Mo Sandi's face was flushed. She thought of it in shame, it turned out to be *** really disrespectful.

So she smiled kindly at Ling Zifeng and asked, "Then what is Brother Ling going to call me?" ”

Ling Zifeng, who was manipulated by the "demon" in his heart, said with some ill will: "Then call you Mo Moke?" ”

Without waiting for Mo Sandi to express his objections, Ling Zifeng continued to add: "I originally planned to call you Miss Mo, but the title of girl in our hometown refers to the maid who serves those people, and it doesn't seem to be respectful. ”

This is what he made up, but he is happy to tease a beautiful woman.

Who knew that Mo Sandi, who thought she would be a little hesitant, agreed very simply: "Okay, Brother Ling." ”

Ling Zifeng didn't expect Mo Sandi to agree so simply, he thought very suspiciously: "Yo he." Didn't this girl strongly oppose this title last time? Why did you agree so happily this time? ”

Soon, Ling Zifeng's doubts were answered.

Because Mo Sandi, who simply agreed, asked hurriedly: "Brother Ling can tell me now, can we rescue my brother?" ”

Ling Zifeng suddenly realized, it turned out that this girl was so happy for the sake of this matter.

He admired it a little, but he regretted it a little.

admiration is naturally a compliment to Mo Sandi's firm mind, in order to get the prophecy she wants, she doesn't care about being molested for so long.

However, the regret is that he regrets his actions a little, because in this way, he wanted to cultivate a relationship with Mo Sandi, but it may be self-defeating.

He rubbed his heart and said sincerely, "Of course, I saw in the magic prophecy that you rescued your brother and inherited your family's business. ”

A single sentence of the prophecy that can be saved will definitely not convince Mo Sandi, so he did not hesitate to say the conjecture that he had "last time" directly.

"Last time" he had guessed that Mo Sandi must be from an unusual family, and she was so excited to rescue her younger brother, presumably this boy should be the only heir to their family, otherwise it would not make sense.

And the reason why the Persian king Xerxes wanted to enslave her younger brother was also because he wanted to hold the power of the Mozanti family hostage.

Although there was no evidence for these ideas, Ling Zifeng firmly believed that this was the truth, because it was logical to think in this way.

Sure enough, when Ling Zifeng said "and inherit the family business", Mo Sandi's last trace of doubt also dissipated.

She bowed sincerely to Ling Zifeng and said gratefully, "Thank you, Brother Ling." You're a magical magician who knows everything, and I believe what you say. ”

"Knowing everything" doesn't necessarily mean that you really know, of course, only Ling Zifeng himself knows.

Mo Sandi no longer had any doubts about Ling Zifeng since then, and obeyed his words.

Of course, the obedience here has nothing to do with the emotional aspect, it is just her obedience to Ling Zifeng's combat deployment.

As for whether it will develop into another meaning in the future, it depends on Ling Zifeng's creation.

After some flirting and chatting, the team finished resting and hit the road again. On the way, there was no accident to meet reinforcements from Athens, because Ling Zifeng had told Leonidas and the others early.

When Ling Zifeng said something shocking and rushed to say that the other party was just some "amateur" soldiers, Leonidas looked at Ling Zifeng with deep meaning and was secretly happy in his heart.

He was very satisfied that he had an unusually magical magician on his side, because this magician's prophetic abilities were almost miraculous.

Two days later, everyone came to the hot spring pass as "last time". Looking at the place where he had "died in battle", Ling Zifeng didn't know what it was like in his heart.

He looked at the king of Sparta, who was busy arranging defensive tasks, and suddenly remembered something very important. He opened his mouth and said to the king: "Do not panic when the first wave of the Persian fleet appears, for the storm of the gods will swallow them up into the endless abyss of the sea. ”

Thinking of this prophecy of "format standard", Ling Zifeng couldn't help but be proud. It seems that he still has the potential to be a god stick, and it seems like this to make a prophecy.

The king nodded, along the way he had long trusted Ling Zifeng's powerful prophecy ability. At this time, he naturally ordered his subordinates not to panic without doubt.

The warships of the Persians came, and the storm came, so the warships of the Persians perished.

The Spartans were not at all shocked, or rather, they were too shocked now.

The former shock was that they had already known about the fate of the Persian fleet, so they were not surprised.

The latter shock was that the Spartans had once again learned Ling Zifeng's anti-heaven prophecy ability, so they were a little shocked to the point of being a little stupid.

Looking at the stupid Spartan warriors, Ling Zifeng didn't just get a spear in his hand.

He held his spear high against the storm-ravaged fleet, and shouted, "Praise be to the gods! ”

Only then did Leonidas and the Spartan warriors come to their senses, and one by one they shouted after him.

"Praise be to the gods!"

Ling Zifeng felt this wonderful feeling of "only he can know the future", and he suddenly remembered that many years ago he had read an article by Mr. Lu Xun commenting on "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

Mr. Lu Xun commented on "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" that Zhuge Liang was written as "wise and close to demon", but he didn't understand why he commented like this at that time.

Now, when he is in front of everyone, he has become a person like Zhuge Liang who can "know three hundred years from the top and three hundred years from the bottom". Only then did he realize how incredible this inhuman foreknowledge was.

No wonder Mr. Lu Xun wants to evaluate how wise Zhuge Liang is written in "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

Combined with his own experience, he suddenly had a bold idea in his mind. The reason why "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" is written like this, could it be that Zhuge Liang himself is such a wise and close to demon person?

Is it possible that Zhuge Liang's prophecy ability, like himself, is because he experienced it once in advance?!

However, these strange thoughts only thought about it for a moment in his mind, and he thought with some concern: "If Zhuge Liang is a monster in the eyes of others, then will he also look like an old monster in the eyes of everyone?" ”

He didn't dare to think in detail, but looking at these simple and straightforward Spartan men, he didn't doubt the horror of his ability to predict.

I couldn't help laughing at myself happily: "Fortunately, these people around me are simple-minded Europeans." If you were faced with those guys from my big flower family, I would definitely be treated like an old monster. ”

Self-deprecation and ridicule also made Ling Zifeng secretly determined, he would no longer have no scruples about the later predictions, after all, no matter how simple Europeans are, they are not fools, and overly exaggerated predictions will make them doubt sooner or later.

So, while he watched the Spartans once again build a wall with the corpses of the Persian vanguard who had come by surprise, he decided to shut up for the time being.

Of course, he had to accomplish a very crucial thing before he could shut up completely.

That's a very crucial person - the hunchback man.

Ling Zifeng walked up to Leonidas, who commanded the construction of the wall, and said very seriously: "A Spartan descendant will come to you in a moment, and he intends to join the army of Spartan warriors. ”

"However, this man has a physical disability and does not meet the requirements of the Spartan army. But he knows that there is a hidden path behind the hot springs, and I don't think you can let him go easily. ”

"Because he'll hold a grudge against you for not letting him join the team, and he'll go and tell Xerxes."

Leonidas frowned, he did not doubt Ling Zifeng's prophecy, but found that the key person mentioned in this prophecy was a descendant of Sparta.

This is a bit difficult to do.

The king patted Ling Zifeng on the shoulder and said, "I naturally believe in Mr. Ling's prophecy, but it is not in accordance with our laws to imprison a Spartan descendant without guilt. ”

Ling Zifeng smiled and said, "It's okay, you don't have to imprison him, as long as he can't tell Xerxes." ”

The king was embarrassed and said, "This. . . But there is a dilemma, theoretically if he has not sinned, he cannot restrict his freedom for no reason. ”

"It is the tradition and pride of the Spartans, and if we force it to do so, it will chill the hearts of the soldiers and greatly affect our morale! This...... ”

Ling Zifeng suddenly thought of a possibility when he heard "tradition and pride", and asked, "Is open challenge allowed in the Spartan tradition?" ”

The king clapped his hands and laughed, "I almost forgot this method, not only is it permissible to challenge openly, but the law also stipulates that the Spartans are not allowed to evade such a challenge." ”

But he suddenly looked embarrassed again, and added a little helplessly: "But now in wartime, Sparta's own people cannot challenge their own people in wartime, they can only be challenged by outsiders." ”

Ling Zifeng thought about something, and said indifferently: "It's okay, I'll challenge it when the time comes." If he did not agree, the king would have reason to arrest him for interrogation and restrict his freedom. ”

The king laughed happily, but immediately asked with some concern, "What if he agrees... ”

Ling Zifeng patted his chest and replied confidently:

"Yes, I'll fight him."