Half a day later, Xiao Cong still sat motionless at the table, at a certain moment, he turned his right hand, took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the mustard, and stood up, carefully studied the ink, picked up the pen and dipped it in ink, and traced it meticulously on the paper.

He frowned slightly, the pen was very slow, thinking from time to time, walking and stopping, this very charming process lasted for nearly two hours, until the ink in the stone inkstone bottomed out, he stopped, and gently put the pen on the pen holder, at this time more than two hours ago was still a dusty white paper, at this time has become dense.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, grabbed the two corners of the paper with both hands, shook it in the air, and then spread it on the table again, looked down motionlessly, and shook his head lightly for a while,

"Alas, this is really not a good errand, the whole piece of paper, it is only less than a third of the drawing, there should be some omissions in it, I want to finish, I am afraid it will have to wait until tomorrow night. ”

He smacked his lips again and smiled,

"Forget it, I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and even the construction of the magic circle must be rigorous and organized, not to mention the creation of the formation, slow work and meticulous work, let's do it today. ”

He shook his right hand, which was already a little numb, and turned to pull away from his chair.

It's not time, the evening of the military realm looks very different from the usual, the kind of military order under the sunset afterglow makes people can't help but feel angry, and at this time, the fierce battle between the Xuanzhen royal family and the suffering people of the Fuyan country is even more exciting, that human wall, how much hope about human nature is carried.

Xiao Cong stood in the open space outside the military tent, squinting his eyes at the madness of the people suffering from the country and the fierce resistance of the Xuanzhen royal soldiers, in mid-air, a big bird came into view, he tilted his head slightly, focused his eyes on this slow-flying big bird, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he smiled.

"Xingliuyun, Xingliuyun, the millions of stone grain from the Puqiu country can't arrive, you give them all the food, what do your soldiers eat?"

As he spoke, he shook his head and sighed, and said with a smile:

"Maybe that's why you can be trusted by Emperor Xuanzhen, a pure heart, sincerity can be seen. ”

Turning his head and just about to march back to the military tent, his steps froze again, and he frowned slightly and said thoughtfully:

"No, this is not your character, heh, I'm afraid you are prepared otherwise. ”

After muttering, he raised his legs and walked towards the military tent.

Xiao Cong, who walked back to the military tent, sat down at the table again, holding his cheek with one hand, feeling a little bored for a while, feeling that his thoughts were still wandering in an unknown space, and he was about to break through the boundary wall and return to where it should be, which was a kind of buffer, a kind of transition between academic research and reality.

I somehow remembered the Zhuge family, the position of this family is really a little puzzling, they all said that they would help the Xuanzhen royal family, but now they haven't moved, but if they haven't moved at all, it's not too likely, just like Yuwen Fengfeng said, this matter is really too smooth, is there any credit to the Zhuge family?

However, what is certain is that the current Zhuge family is stepping on two boats, neither wanting to offend the Dugu family, nor wanting to offend the Xuanzhen royal family, and not wanting to offend the Dugu family is afraid that it is because there is something in the hands of others, and it is estimated that the reason why they don't want to offend the Xuanzhen royal family is in

The Dugu family has endured the silence for so many years, and wants to take the opportunity to get out of control, but the victory or defeat of the two families is really not good to judge, and those who win the hearts of the people win the world, for the vicious plan of the Dugu family, it seems that the Zhuge family has long known, and the reason why they hesitate is that they still can't believe in Xingliuyun, a hairy boy, but as long as Xingliuyun wins this battle, the heart of the Zhuge family is half of the submission, but such a family with lessons from the past at both ends of the first rat, can it be trusted? Now it can betray the Dugu family, and one day it will betray the Huangfu family again.

Speaking of which, this is not something that Xiao Cong should consider, his purpose is just to help and protect Xingliuyun and Yuwen Fengdu, the dispute between the Huangfu family and the Dugu family's Xuanzhen mortal realm has nothing to do with him, and this matter is too long-term, who knows whether Xingliuyun and Yuwenfeng will continue to be loyal to the Xuanzhen royal family at that time, and somehow, he always has a feeling - these two goods will not stay long in the military camp of the Xuanzhen royalty!

He suddenly muttered to himself:

"How can this be the sky where they belong? one day, they will fly higher and farther, just like me before me. ”

So his thoughts inexplicably shifted to Xingliuyun, he was thinking, the weight of Xingliuyun in the hearts of the Dugu family, compared with the reputation of the Xuanzhen Royal in the Xuanzhen world, which is more important.

This is a seemingly inconsequential but meaningful question, because the weight of Xingliuyun in the heart of the Dugu family determines the size of the danger he has to bear now, if the Dugu family really hates Xingliuyun to the core, then maybe they will have to bury Xingliuyun with the preparations made in order to destroy the hearts of the Xuanzhen royal family in the Xuanzhen mortal realm! But he suddenly felt that he couldn't figure it out, it stands to reason that those who become big things are not informal, and if they can't bear it, they will make big plans, and the Dugu family, who can gather the strength of the Xuanzhen royal family, will never be a group of bare-eyed straw bales with no ambitions, but he still can't determine the weight of Xingliuyun in the hearts of Dugu's family.

Okay, let's put this issue aside, let's say live in the present, the present is the future, grasp the present, and the future will not be too bad.

Now, Xingliuyun and Yuwen Fengdu's retreat is estimated to have been cut off by the Dugu family, with hundreds of thousands of troops and the control of the border passes, it should not be difficult to withdraw to Puqiu Country with some remnants of the army, but according to Xingliuyun's unyielding temperament, how can he be the one who is willing to give up lightly! However, with their commendable courage to move forward like a bamboo, they are indeed people who do great things.

But this is also a headache for Xiao Cong, Xingliuyun and Yuwen Fengdu, if they don't succeed, they will become benevolent, and this thing will not happen to them, because according to Xiao Cong's understanding, they are not so extreme, but it is ten possible to do whatever it takes to achieve the goal, especially Yuwen Fengdu, a seemingly indifferent but crazy guy, his brain is not normal at all, and it is always the most palpitating when it comes to a critical moment.

Xiao Cong thought,

"What will these two do this time?"

I've thought about it for a long time, but it's true

He couldn't think of it, but he knew that there would always be surprises when he stayed with these two people.

Another day, Xiao Cong didn't have much activity, he kept sitting at the table in the military tent, only occasionally he would go out for a walk when he was tired, and the scope was not large, that is, he was more than ten feet outside the military tent.

Xingliuyun has not come, Yuwen Fengdu has not met, two days, his meals are sent by the armor, after he finishes eating, and then take away a piece of leftovers, I don't know how many pieces of rice paper have been used, and I don't know how many inkstones have been studied, he has painted and changed, changed the painting, and repeatedly, until late at night the next day, it is considered to be finalized, and it is considered a more satisfactory formation for Xingliuyun to himself.

On the third day, after finishing the morning class that thunder could not move, and simply washed up, Xiao Cong came to the place where Xingliuyun used to place the trap bird before, but when he returned here, he didn't see the big guy with long wings in his memory, but there were two stubborn armor soldiers standing on the empty ground, and after inquiry, he knew that for the sake of insurance, the carpenter in the Xingliuyun army made a simple isolation device and buried the trap bird in the ground, and only when he wanted to distribute food to the suffering people of Fuluan in the evening, he would pull it out and fly around in the sky.

Xiao Cong inquired about the specific location of the trap bird being isolated, and the two armor soldiers turned their heads at the same time, pointing to a wooden box with a device with a paddle that looked like it should be a switch, and told Xiao Cong that it was the place behind them.

Xiao Cong nodded, and sent a soldier to ask Xingliuyun for his life, he wanted to pull the bird out of the ground, so that it was only necessary to build a formation, but who knew that the armor replied that Xingliuyun had already commanded, no matter what Xiao Cong needed, they would try their best to meet it, and there was no need to make more announcements.

Xiao Cong understood, sent off the two armor soldiers, took out the formation diagram, squatted down and spread it on the ground, and pressed it with four small stones, he looked down for a long time, and then took out a bunch of things in his right hand and put them aside, and finally took out the illusion and put it on his hand, and put it on his hand for a long time.

He took off his ring and put away the chessboard, stood up, used Zhu Xian as a pen, drew a strange pattern on the ground, and then meticulously put the things that had been piled aside one by one on this strange pattern.

He slowly stepped aside with apprehension, looked around, and after a moment's thought, moved a few steps to the left and right, as if looking for a predetermined position.

Standing still, Xiao Cong closed his eyes, felt motionless with his heart, and after a while, he opened his eyes, shook his head and sighed gently, and murmured:

"Sure enough, it's still a bit of a problem......"

He slowly paced back to the formation, his brows furrowed slightly, squatting to observe, his right index finger and thumb grinding constantly, smacking his mouth, and then swallowing his saliva.

He returned to the magic circle, adjusted the position of a few spirit treasures, changed the types of spirit treasures a few more, and then stood again in the position that he had moved several times to find, closed his eyes, and felt with his heart.

After a while, he opened his eyes, looked up at the sky, and sighed faintly again, with a little lovelessness on his harmless little face, and murmured:

"Looks like I'm lucky again......"

Then, Wan Er smiled,

"Forget it, the effort that should be put in is always necessary, what is the shortcut to success, I am too eye-catching and low-handed. ”

(End of chapter)

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