When the war between Yun and Qi has been stalemate, Nanguo has not been idle.

"Father, what's the matter with calling his sons and ministers in such a hurry?" Xiao Tianqing was dressed in a dark purple robe, with a dragon pattern embroidered with multicolored gold threads. He walked slowly, driving the corners of his clothes, and his slender figure dragged a long reflection on the ground under the afterglow of the scorching sun.

Nandi, who heard the voice, put down the tea cup in his hand and said, "These days, you have been in the court, and the affairs of Yunguo have naturally been heard. The war ahead is in full swing, and my father wants you to command the three armies, and as for what to do, it's all up to you. ”

"Father, this is?" Xiao Tianqing was puzzled, raised his head and frowned slightly, his eyes swept towards the Southern Emperor Xiao Tianning.

Hearing this, Nandi just smiled lightly, with a hint of self-deprecation, and waved his hand, but his voice was much lower, "For my father, even if I want to do some things, I can't do anything." As a father, there is only this old bone left, and I only hope to enjoy my old age in peace, and you are my only child, and you are destined to inherit the world of this southern kingdom in the future, but you need a convincing reason, and this battle between Yun and Qi is the best opportunity. Qing'er, decades have passed, and we are all old, but you are in the prime of life, and this world will eventually be handed over to your young people. Nandi paused, and then said again: "Qing'er, my father watched you grow up, whether it is martial arts or strategy, you are a human being, and there may not be a few enemies in this world." Even Ling Tianqi, the undefeated god of war who is known as Ling Guo's prestige, is probably only on par with you. Everything in the southern country is yours, but how you do it depends on you. "What did Nandi Xiao Tianning say later, Xiao Tianqing didn't remember it at all. But he deeply remembered the name that Nandi said, Ling Guo, Ling Tianqi. I don't know what kind of character it is, but my father compares him to himself.

Undefeated God of War? Famous? If one day, he is met by him, he must frustrate his sharpness and see if he is really undefeated or in vain.

"Qing'er, did you hear what your father said to you clearly?" Sensing Xiao Tianqing's distraction, Nandi asked with a frown.

Sure enough, Jiang was still old and spicy, Xiao Tianqing sighed secretly, and returned to his respectful appearance.

"What my father said, my sons and ministers have all written down." Xiao Tianqing ordered some meat and was about to get up and leave.

At the right time, Nandi seemed to remember something again, and instructed again: "Qing'er, although Ling Tianqi's strength is on par with yours, after all, he has been on the battlefield for many years, and he is naturally richer than you in terms of experience. If you go to the border this time, if you don't get halfway, if there is any conflict, remember to be careful. After all, he has a reputation, it can't be just groundless, you have to be more careful. After the explanation, Nandi breathed a long sigh of relief, in the end, it was flesh and blood, breaking bones and tendons, how could he not worry.

What's more, it's a battlefield, and if you don't pay attention, you're buried in a foreign land, even if it's the Southern Emperor, you'll have palpitations.

After Xiao Tianqing heard this, he paused at his feet, turned around and said goodbye to Nandi, and then flew away, whether he heard those words or not, no one knows.