Chapter Eighty-Six: One More Nonsense (Part II)

Xing Guanghao saw that Xiao Cong was stunned, and said:

"Nephew, do you have any opinion on this matter?"

He had a rough face, not angry but mighty, and even in ordinary times, he was as loud as a bell, and he was a solemn image on this occasion, and this sudden voice suddenly called Xiao Cong back from the void.

Obviously, this old man increased his strength, probably because he thought that Xiao Cong's distraction in such a serious occasion was disrespectful to the elders.

"Well, I think ......"

Xiao Cong was awakened from a trance, and he couldn't pick it up for a while, his ethereal and clear eyes stared at Xing Guanghao's face, a little frightened, and a little cunning like a hare.

"But it doesn't hurt to say that. ”

Xing Guanghao said, his tone was slightly calm, and he barely gave Xiao Cong a step.

Xiao Cong swallowed his saliva, a little bolder, he began to prepare for the next time to brag nonsense, although he hadn't spoken much to the four princes since he came to the Holy City, but he still had the ability to run a carriage in his mouth and barely deal with an emergency, otherwise wouldn't the sycophants he took on Tiandao Weng when he was in Tiandaoxuan be in vain!

"In the war book, it is said that knowing oneself and knowing the other side will not be defeated in a hundred battles, and we do not know the motives and spheres of influence of those crooked people, so I think it is not appropriate to act rashly now, but not moving does not mean that we have to sit idly by, during this period, on the one hand, we must collect information about the Holy Mountain and the Burial Star Pavilion, on the other hand, we should send people to occasionally interfere with the evil army, so that their military morale is unstable, and the evil army garrisons inside and outside the holy mountain will have a response, and if there is chaos outside, presumably the inside will not be able to calm down, so as to increase the possibility of their defeat。 ”

Leng Yikong leaned back on the chair, his fingers fiddling with the sparse beard under his chin, and hesitated:

"Although the method is good, it is not too easy to implement, not to mention the difficulty of collecting information about the behemoth of the Burial Star Pavilion, just sending people to make trouble inside them will cause a big disaster if they are not careful. ”

Xiao Cong's eyes rolled wildly, and as the so-called words had to be told all lies, he continued:

"Collecting information requires the joint efforts of all decent people, presumably some loose cultivators have secrets about the Holy Mountain or the Burial Star Pavilion in their hands, as for disturbing them, we don't have to act as decent people, if we are a disciple of the Burial Star Pavilion, maybe there will be good results. ”

Leng Yikong pondered for a moment and muttered:

"How can the identity of the disciple of the Burial Heart Pavilion be so easy to disguise!"

"I have a few stumps here, and I heard the master say that they belong to the Burial Heart Pavilion. ”

Leng Yikong's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile:

"Well, I forgot, you're the old man's apprentice, hehe, good boy, you're ruthless enough. ”

Ouyang Aotian stroked his palms and laughed, and praised:

"It not only disturbs the other party's military morale, but also separates the relationship between the Burial Star Pavilion and the Slaughter Spirit Falling Immortal Mansion, killing two birds with one stone, this plan is very good. ”

"Before implementing this plan, we must move all the people in the holy city to avoid unnecessary casualties, Yu Wenqian is still half-collapsed, but if you look closely, you can also find the smile and approval on his face, the third prince didn't say anything, he sat next to Xiao Cong, just turned his head and gave Xiao Cong an approving and affirmative smile.

Xiao Cong smiled, it was a return gift, although it was beautiful on the surface, but he knew that it was not easy to implement this plan, it was not enough to have the exercises and remnants of the Burial Star Pavilion, a behemoth that had stood for thousands of years without falling, it was by no means so simple in terms of practice, its pavilion must have some identification, if you want to really achieve disguise, you also need more secret texts about the Burial Star Pavilion.

Xing Guanghao stood up and waved his hands at the third prince:

"Your Royal Highness, there is a change in the holy mountain and the interruption of the group of heroes, and your ministers are ashamed, but the change of the holy mountain is related to the danger of the people of the holy city, and the minister has to take it seriously, and I hope that His Royal Highness the prince will return to the imperial city as soon as possible, show His Majesty the situation here, and mobilize the power of the royal family to tide over the difficulties together. ”

The others, except for the three princes, stayed one after another, and the three princes got up and said with a smile when they saw this:

"Why do you need to make this great gift, although I was born in the royal family, but to put it bluntly, it is just a martial artist, it is really my honor to respect Xuan with my modest strength, and it is also a respect for the family, rest assured, I will bring the words." ”

The third prince turned around and left the hall with the same heavy steps as many martial cultivators, the soft sound of his boots hitting the dragon wood echoed through the corridor over and over again, mixed with the compliments coming from the mouths of the people behind.

"Congratulations to His Royal Highness. ”

Sending the three princes away, several people returned to their respective seats again, Xiao Cong could see that Xing Guanghao was not really respectful and entrusted to the three princes, he was just giving an order to the three princes in an irresistible way, and the next discussion was the most secret, and it was just getting to the point.

"I'm afraid I'll be the next one to be banished, this cunning old fox. ”

While slandering in his heart, he made mental preparations.

"Coo, coo"

There was a sudden alternative sound in his stomach, which did not match the atmosphere at this time, he lowered his head in embarrassment, looked at his stomach, and did not dare to look up, after such a long time, he should also eat, in fact, he was already hungry, but he just endured it and didn't say anything.

He thought to himself,

"Instead of passive exile, it is better to take the initiative to attack. ”

So he slowly raised his head, looked at the wonderful expressions on the faces of the four old horsemen, and said with a wry smile:

"Four uncles, if you talk first, I'll ......"

Xing Guanghao smiled:

"People are not earth, stone, gold and steel, and they are inevitably grains, you go first, we are waiting for you here." ”

Hearing this, Xiao Cong was stunned all of a sudden,

"Wait for me?"

I thought that my initiative to leave was in line with the wishes of the four old guys, but I didn't think that it would be such a result, what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of these four old guys.

But the water that spilled out of the words was covered with water, and he opened his mouth, just about to say something, but when he saw Xing Guanghao's face that was more ugly than crying with a smile, he stopped again, and then, he pulled out of his chair, bowed, walked out of the middle hall like the third prince of Fangcai, walked through the long corridor, and left.

After Xiao Cong left, Ouyang Aotian sighed slightly:

"Alas, a good seedling was almost destroyed in the hands of that bad old man, fortunately he left early, otherwise this would be a big loss to the Xuanzhen Realm!"

"The Xiao family kid has excellent roots and bones, and has wisdom roots, he is a genius who has not been met for thousands of years, how can he not know the Heavenly Dao Weng Gong Gong Participation in Creation?"

The cold is also empty, and the second part is not published.

Yuwen's thin lips curved slightly, outlining a strange arc, and said with a smile:

"Thousands of years of heroes are as good as a hundred years. ”

His words are more subtle, but they are very much in line with his usual style of acting, vague, hazy, confusing, confusing, and painful.

Xing Guanghao stroked the beautiful hair under his chin, and said as if he was a little sentimental:

"Tiandao Weng's love for Xiao Cong is beyond our ability to feel, he may not want Xiao Cong to become a generation of powerhouses, accept the never-ending fight, no one knows the hardships and pains of becoming a generation of powerhouses better than him, he may yearn for the life of an ordinary person. β€œ

He paused, changed his tone of voice without questioning, and continued:

"But the troubled times are coming, we must seize every opportunity to keep Xuan Zhen peaceful, and try to make the mortal world suffer as little as possible, so we must make the Xiao family kid a strong man, and one more strong person can have more strength. ”

The four of them were silent and did not speak again, although Xiao Cong's talent is obvious to all, and he was born in an ancient array family but can cultivate, this is an outlier, but is it right or wrong to arbitrarily change the direction of other people's lives?

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