Of the three people present, if it is true that Zhang Fuzhi is the most familiar with the espionage ability and the unsightly gadgets of the demon and demon clans, so although Chu Shishanhe is also skeptical of Zhang Fuzhi's words, he will not continue to hunt down and kill the storyteller.

Mr. Storyteller also took the initiative to come over when he saw that Chu Shishanhe had settled down, not that Mr. Storyteller was afraid of him Chu Shishanhe, but even if this fight started, it would not be interesting.

Chu Shi Shanhe said to the two, "Now that your goal has been achieved, this matter is none of my business, I have to go back and see Xin Su quickly." After saying that, I want to leave.

Zhang Fuzhi hurriedly said, "What should I do over there in the wounded barracks?"

Chu Shishanhe turned his back to Zhang Fuzhi and said, "Your human race's business, mind my."

Zhang Fuzhi was speechless for a while, and said that it was not you Chu Shi Shanhe who wanted those people to take a good look at themselves and save people? Zhang Fuzhi just wanted to let him go, but he remembered someone again, and hurriedly said, "There are still you demons there."

Chu Shishanhe simply didn't bother to put his hand this time, leaving only one sentence: "Does his life or death matter to me?"

Hearing Chu Shishanhe's reaction, Zhang Fuzhi turned his head to look at Mr. Storyteller, wanting to have some fun on his face, but what he saw was still a cold expression. "Drink" Zhang Fuzhi tilted his head and spit out a mouthful of phlegm, and scolded secretly: "What a fucking bad luck."

For Zhang Fuzhi's small actions, Mr. Storyteller naturally didn't care, but clenched his fists very usually, squinted at the disappeared figure of Chu Shishanhe, and fell into deep thought.

In fact, in the past few days, he has been secretly observing Chu Shishanhe, but he has never really seen through Chu Shishanhe from beginning to end, because many of Chu Shishanhe's actions can be said to be contradictory. In fact, any person is a contradictory individual, but they always have a "standard" to carry out to the end, so when that person is contradictory, there are traces to follow in their behavior.

But Chu Shishanhe is different, he is like a person without a "standard line", and all the contradictions are revealed all over his body. In Mr. Storyteller's view, he is more like a group of chaotic souls crammed into a single body than a human being, with no standards, no right or wrong, everything is based on likes and vices, and people can't figure it out.

Zhang Fuzhi squinted at the guy who was deep in thought and said, "What? The plan fell through, and I ran with sadness."

When Mr. Storyteller heard this, he immediately came back to his senses and smiled at Zhang Fuzhi, "This is not a matter of bothering Mr. Zhang."

This time, for Mr. Storyteller, although he did not achieve the desired result, he found a person who interested him, and this trip was worth it.

Zhang Fuzhi didn't care about this brain, and the sick person hurriedly beckoned the soldiers around him to move Lin Shaohua to a place to rest.

Chu Shishan He, Lin Shaohua has seen it a long time ago, but now Zhang Fuzhi who suddenly appeared, as well as the storyteller who had been lurking for a long time, made Lin Shaohua a little overwhelmed, so he kept listening to the conversation of the three and didn't dare to interject, of course, he could be friends with Zhang Fuzhi, one of the leaders of the Terran Disc Network, Lin Shaohua was naturally not stupid, he quickly analyzed some information, but the intelligence was too broken, and he couldn't connect it in a short time.

Anyway, it's roughly the chaos in Xinji City, it's a game between the three of them, as for the half-demon who rushed from thousands of miles, most of them are the handiwork of this storyteller, but the "blood curse" on this half-demon is afraid that it is also out of the storyteller's expectations, it should be a deeper person hidden behind the scenes, of course, it is not ruled out that it is an accidental result.

It's just that Lin Shaohua knows these words, and he can't say them, otherwise let alone himself, I'm afraid that the entire Xinji City will usher in a real catastrophe.

Lin Shaohua complained to Zhang Fuzhi: "I heard that demon man say, you have been here a long time ago, why didn't you come to me? It's a barren place, but there's still drink."

Zhang Fuyi's face was embarrassed, if this brother and confidant knew that he was demoted to Xuanzhou and that it was his plan to be seriously injured for three years, I am afraid that he would not be so "calm" to chat with himself like this. Zhang Fuzhi said: "Isn't there something delayed, and besides, you have been more ... That one... Busy...... I'm sorry to disturb you."

Zhang Fuzhi, who was very thick-skinned when he said this, was a little panicked, and it was too fake to compare.

Lin Shaohua pretended to be angry and said, "So you just wait for the incident to subside before you are willing to come out?"

Zhang Fuzhi scratched his head helplessly and didn't dare to talk.

Lin Shaohua said: "You lead the troops to suppress the bandits, there should be a lot of them at the east gate and the west gate, and now the military power of Xinji City will be handed over to you."

Hearing this, Zhang Fuzhi was relieved, and just as he was about to leave, he heard Lilin Shaohua add: "I'll go find a few jars of good wine, and when you come back, our brothers will have a good drink."

Zhang Fuzhi laughed, stretched out his hand and pointed to a soldier who was supporting Lin Shaohua and said, "Let's go, follow me to pass the order."

The soldier was also shocked by this scene, why is it so easy to block the lord of his Xinji City's military power? Or an outsider who has never seen it before. Thinking like this, the soldier looked up at Lin Shaohua.

Lin Shaohua nodded and ordered, "Don't worry, this is the ...... of our human race" The words were stuck here, and Lin Shaohua asked this Zhang Fuzhi, "What position do you have now?"

Zhang Fuzhi said happily, "Northern Patrol Envoy."

This unfamiliar official position, I heard that the soldier was a little confused, and the northern border was easy to understand, but what is this patrol envoy?

Lin Shaohua continued: "This is the patrol envoy of our human race, and the Lord of Jianyang County will be polite when he sees it."

Hearing this, the soldier did not hesitate, and hurriedly took the order to wait for Zhang Fuzhi to leave. In fact, the Tiger Talisman was originally used to take charge of the Xinji Army, but now the Tiger Talisman has been given to General Wang Dong, so now it can only be used by him, General Lin Shaohua's guard, to temporarily replace the role of the Tiger Talisman, and wait for the big man who is said to be bigger than the county guard to show his face in front of several generals, and by the way, convey General Lin's order.

When Zhang Fuzhi was leaving, he raised his finger and pointed to his eyes and nodded at Mr. Storyteller, indicating that he would always stare at Mr. Storyteller.

When Zhang Fuzhi was far away, Lin Shaohua looked at the storyteller after breaking free from the support of others, and after looking at it for a while, he said, "Does this gentleman want to do something with Xinjicheng?"

The storyteller was not disgusted with Lin Shaohua, who was loyal to protecting the city, but he only nodded, which was regarded as affirming Lin Shaohua's guess.

Seeing that he didn't want to say anything, Lin Shaohua continued to ask, "That gentleman's purpose has been achieved?"

This time the storyteller shook his head.

Lin Shaohua nodded and continued, "That should be another gain. I would like to take the liberty of asking, dare to ask where Mr. is from?"

The storyteller said in a deep voice, "Emperor Yuan Palace!"