At the end of autumn of this year, in a maple forest in the south of the country of the fox, an old man rode a spirit beast with an abnormal steed all the way north, stopping and stopping along the way to see the autumn scenery. When he met a young talent, whether it was a poet or a chivalrous person, he couldn't help but laugh. The old man smiled at the young talents, and the young people had to smile on their faces, but what they were thinking about in their hearts was not the same. What the young people thought in their hearts, yo, this is another old man who admires the handsome gods of the ancient Eight Immortals. You must know that Zhang Guo, one of the eight immortals in ancient times, rode a donkey backwards and walked all over the rivers and lakes, but what is this old man? Dressed in sloppy clothes, his head is much messier than a chicken nest, but he wants to learn from the chic world of Zhang Lao Immortals?

Of course, the old man didn't think much about it, but a few days ago he received news that the war in the Central Plains was finally imminent, so he went all the way north to help. At that time, he also worked with today's influential people, and even had great connections with several of them. If you don't move at this time, won't you waste the days of this stormy meeting?

Many people have seen this old man, but no one has ever seen him play a sharp house. The old man is also chic and abnormal, the sky is a quilt and the ground is a mat, when he is thirsty, he drinks mountain spring water, and when he is hungry, he takes out a few pills from his arms and stuffs them into his mouth to satisfy his hunger. No one knew exactly how many pills he had, but no one could tell how deep he was in his arms.

Occasionally, the old man would meet one or two young people on the road, and there were very few people willing to talk to him. Walking on the road on this day, it is already the autumn harvest season, and the golden rice in the field is mouth-watering when you look at it. Although it was the end of autumn, the autumn tigers of the country of the wild people slipped over from time to time, but this day was just after the autumn tigers, and it was a little cold.

The old man riding a donkey was walking on the road, but a man's business was inserted into his ears: "Uncle, are you in a hurry?"

The old man looked sideways, and a middle-aged man next to a well was vigorously wiping the beads of sweat from his face. He had a bucket in his hand, and there were water stains on the corners of the man's mouth, as if he had just finished drinking well water. The firmness of the man in the setting sun fell in the direction of the old man, and the old man did not speak but smiled at the other man.

"Shall you have a bowl of water?" the man smiled and raised the bowl next to him, motioning for the old man to come over and drink saliva and rest his feet. In the face of kindness, the old man did not show anything. He didn't stop his mount, but responded, "No, let's go!"

At this time, a childish voice appeared next to the man: "Daddy, who is that?" As the voice fell, a tiger-headed child emerged from the man's side. The man casually put a handkerchief around his neck, squatted down and stroked the child's head, then looked behind him, and said, "That one, maybe it's a ......."

"Huh?" The man's eyes widened suddenly when he looked back, and then he stood up with a "rub". In his field of vision, both the old man and the mount disappeared like that, leaving no trace. The child next to him was still tugging at his trouser leg and said, "Daddy, what's wrong with you?"

The man still had a somewhat panicked expression on his face, staring at the direction where the old man disappeared in a daze, then turned around and slowly squatted down, and said, "That one...... Maybe it's an old fairy. ”

Not far away, in the mountains and forests, under a big tree that requires three adults to hug and wrap around, the figures of the old man and his mount suddenly appeared there. The old man moved slowly and tried to get off the mount, but the abnormal "horse" of the divine horse suddenly flicked its hooves, and the old man was shaken down.

"How old are you and still pretending?It stands to reason that you would have been buried in the earth long ago by your age?" said the "horse" with some disdain.

The old man slapped his hand directly on the butt of the mount, and he was not afraid of being kicked. Then he slowly walked to the root of the tree and sat down: "What, pension, can't you?"

"I said, old man, why didn't you go there and take a rest? at least you drank some water and let me rest too." ”

"Doesn't that give you a rest?" the old man's eyelids drooped, and he looked sleepy.

"What do you mean?"

"Hey, I said Lushu, you and I are not human, so don't disturb other people's lives, okay? Okay, that's it, rest here tonight, and talk about the rush tomorrow." After the old man finished speaking, his eyelids closed completely, and then the snoring came, leaving Lu Shu panting vigorously.

"Leave you alone, I'll find wine!" The abnormal figure of the divine horse Lu Shu flashed, and then disappeared into the mountains and forests.

On a night when the moon and stars were sparse, somehow there was an atmosphere of silence in the place where the army was stationed. In this atmosphere, Nine and a Half sat alone outside his big tent and drank. Recently, he has become more and more fond of drinking, but in a few months, he seems to have grown up a lot.

Perhaps the first sign of growing from a boy to a man is to drink bars, and it is much better to think about things with a drink than to think about things with empty thoughts.

In the early morning of this day, in the vast fog, Jiu Ban and Wei Xi led their troops to join up with many defenders stationed on the north bank of the Hekou River. It was a big deal to join the Pu army led by Wan Duming and Jin Zhuzi, but the big war was no big or small, and there was no grand welcome ceremony.

The garrison of 10,000 troops was extremely time-consuming, and it was not until half past nine in the evening that I was free to have a little time for myself. At this time, Wei Xicheng was already sleeping soundly in the big tent behind him, and the middle-aged man's snoring was not covered, so he didn't know whether it was active or passive, in short, nine and a half ran out to drink.

In terms of the goodness of the adventure and the wonder of chance, I am afraid that no one in the entire Nine Kingdoms can stand out, not to mention people in the entire Extreme World, even those demon beasts and spirit beasts may not be able to exceed nine and a half. But it is this wonderful chance that makes Jiuhan always faintly uneasy. He often wondered if these things were too wonderful, why he was able to obtain such magical things? In a few months, he escaped the threshold of life and death several times, and almost used a speed above the top of the clouds to gain the status and cultivation that others would probably not be able to get in exchange for a lifetime of hard work. Not to mention yesterday, even today it is difficult for him to imagine how he can lead an army of 10,000 to meet the war with the Jairus army.

The forces of the Three Kingdoms Coalition converge here, and the nine and a half have no psychological burden. In fact, before the Nine Halves and the others came here, the country of the Fox had been fighting hard against Jairus alone for half a month. The country of the Devil is not the so-called good conquest, and although the commander of the Jairian army has not shown up, he is obviously an existence that uses soldiers like a god. If it weren't for the timely arrival of reinforcements from Pujiao and Prison Niu, I am afraid that the army guarding the north bank of the Hekou River at this time would not reach 30,000. Although he has an army of 30,000, his army is still 50,000. It seems that the country of Jaireyes has made up its mind to be ruthless and wants to crush it in one go, which makes the country of the sinister completely fall into passivity.

You must know that Jin Zhuzi has only just ascended the throne for a short time, and the country of the Fox is still in a state of military instability. Although there had been no years of war before, in the face of the ruthless Jairian army that would slaughter the city every time, there was still a little cowardice in the country of the ruthless.

What should I do? Nine and a half suddenly took another sip of wine, the aroma of wine filling between his lips and teeth, as if it could relieve some of his sorrow.

In fact, no one dares to question that Jiuhan can serve as the commander of the country of the Prisoner Ox, not to mention that he is assisted by Wei Xicheng next to him? Needless to say, the fact that Jiuhan has been able to serve as the commander of the country of the Prisoner of Ox and the soldiers he has done to retreat from a single country, and even the matter of obtaining the rank of general in the army of ten thousand people, Wei Xicheng alone has become a hero-like figure in the country of the Prisoner Ox. What Jiu Ban and Wei Xicheng didn't know was that only ten days after they led their troops to the battle, the achievements of the two on the battlefields of the east and south gates of Huqin City were spread by those who survived the war. If you want to compare with the independent killing of the "White Bone Killing God" with Jiuhan, Wei Xicheng's record of killing the King of Demon Birds is even more than ten and hundred, which is no less than the retrograde killing of immortals.

This is the root of the fact that the two were able to command the army.

Drinking, drinking, drinking, nine and a half are still drinking. There was silence all around, but suddenly he turned around and shouted into a corner, "Who?

Sure enough, there was a figure standing there quietly in the focus of his gaze, as if he had seen him for a long time. Following the shout of the nine-and-a-half, the man seemed to know that he could no longer hide his whereabouts, so he walked out slowly.

"Big Brother Nine and a Half is still so keen, I have hidden it so deeply that I can still find it, I deserve to be a powerhouse in the Holy Realm. ”

The person who came was the leader of the Pulao army this time, and the prince of Pulao Wan Duming.

Thirty miles to the north of the Hekou River, a military village is stationed here. Around the barracks, in addition to patrolling soldiers with torches, there are occasional alien beasts led by soldiers. Each of those strange beasts was half a human tall, and the two fangs on the side of their mouths were exposed, and they looked very fierce.

It's just that these strange beasts are destined to be the protagonists.

The barracks were silent, there was no fire. But in the center of the barracks was a huge tent, brightly lit, in which four or five armoured generals surrounded the men sitting behind the desks. The man sat there, wearing a blanket made of snow leopard skin, and his eyes were solemn despite his civilian clothes.

No one dared to speak.

"Are you saying that the 'White Bone Killing God' is dead, and the head was cut off by that nine-and-a-half move?" the man in civilian clothes threw the bamboo slip in his hand on the table in front of him, and said expressionlessly.

Among the several generals in front of him, a man who looked relatively old stood up and arched his hand and said, "Report to the prince, it's like this." ”

"If I remember correctly, Chen Zhen's cultivation realm is in the Half-Saint realm, right?

"Yes. ”

"Interesting, kind of interesting. The man rubbed his chin, a little distracted. According to his inference, the cultivation of the ninth and half should not be so diligent. With a single move, he could directly kill a veteran general who had cultivated as a half-saint, and how advanced his sword skills would he have to do it? According to the intelligence, that man carried a long knife alone that day, and he killed one in and one out of tens of thousands of troops. He not only destroyed eight sky-bombing cannons, but even "handily" brought back Chen Zhen's head. Now I'm afraid that the head of the "White Bone Killing God" is still hanging on the south gate of Huqin City.

If that's the case, it's going to be so much fun.

After being out of his mind for a long time, the man didn't speak, and everyone didn't dare to speak. As if sensing that he had been stunned for too long, the man suddenly reacted, "Oh, look at my brain. The man patted his head, "Generals, please go back, I can't decide whether to fight tomorrow or not." ”

"Prince, tomorrow is like ....." The more mature general spoke, and his expression seemed to be a little anxious. But the prince who was sitting behind the desk waved his hand, "Don't worry, you guys go back and rest first." ”

So everyone could only retreat in sympathy, not daring to say more.

After all, the other party is the silver mastiff of the prince, and the entire country of Jianjun is second only to the existence of the monarch, and it is the carrier of the monarch's will. When everyone withdrew from the big tent of the silver mastiff, the whole man who had come back from the dead stood up and slowly stretched, and turned to look at the door of his big tent, that is, the position of the south facing the Hekou River, and his expression was full of determination: "Nine and a half? Last time, I was plotted by you, and this time I have to have a good deal with you no matter what. ”

He clasped his hands together and rubbed them together.

Wan Duming, who came over, naturally sat next to Jiu Ban, just like the reunion of two old friends, so casual and natural, but in fact, Jiu Ban just had a relationship with him at the Five Kingdoms Meeting.

Wan Duming, who sat down, didn't have an unnatural look at all of it, but smiled at the nine and a half and said, "The ninth and half elder brother has made rapid progress in cultivation, is it possible that he is already a saint realm cultivator now?"

Nine and a half looked awe-inspiring. He didn't know how Wan Duming knew his cultivation level, it was obviously impossible to rely on perception alone, could it be said that it was judged based on rumors or intelligence? In any case, Jiu Ban didn't show his expression too obviously, he responded with a smile: "So-so, I don't know how you judged it?"

"Many people have heard about the deeds of the nine-and-a-half brother, and I am well-informed. After all, it is not an easy job to take the head of a general among the ten thousand armies, and the people who want to kill the 'White Bone Killing God' Chen Zhen have been everywhere all these years, and the only one who can do it is you, the eldest brother. At this time, Wan Duming's eyes flashed with a little starlight when he looked at Jiuhan, which was a look of worship, which was rare.

And Jiuhan just laughed "hehe", sloppy eyes and wanted to fool the past. But at this time, Wan Duming spoke again: "Brother Nine and a Half, if you fight against the Shaohong National Master of the Prison Cow Country, do you think you can win or lose?"

This was really shocking, and it was the first time someone had asked him such a question. But it's not easy to hide this kind of problem, so he said with some sincerity: "If it's a fight, maybe there's no problem with a draw, but if life and death face each other, I'm afraid I'll lose within ten moves, right?"

Wan Duming said with a smile: "In this way, the eldest brother of the ninth and a half countries is also a great master in the nine countries. ”

Jiu and a half were stunned, stunned because they couldn't keep up with the idea of ten thousand Duming antelopes hanging their horns. But then he smiled bitterly: "The prince has promoted me, I am still young and young, how can I be compared with Shaohong National Teacher? ”

thought that Wan Duming would be able to take over his words, but who would have thought that the young man in front of him at this time let out a long sigh: "But who knows that there are many people in this world who are not worthy of what they have?"

"How so?" said Nine-and-a-half.

"Brother Nine and a Half, don't you think that there are many people and many things in this world, and it is not fair at all? Although I grew up in the palace, I also know that there are too many moths in this world. Those moths inhabit the attic and eat the beams of the house without much effort. In a year, two years, or even ten or twenty years, the house may be able to support it, but after all, it can't stand the more and more moths, and it will continue to be hungry from generation to generation. He turned his head and looked into Nine Half's eyes, his face a little sincere, "The world needs a fair rule, and everyone needs a fair world." ”

"So...... So what?" Jiu Ban suddenly hesitated, even a little scared. He had never seen Wan Duming show such an expression, and he didn't know that he could say such a thing to himself. It seems that this prince seems to have great ambitions, but he can't show it.

Wan Duming paused, then looked at Jiu Ban with a serious face and said, "So Brother Jiu Ban, otherwise I will help you take this world over, and then we will build a fair world together." ”

There was a sudden roar in Jiuhan's mind, and then a terrifying thought appeared: this sentence seemed to have been said to him.