After Zhuge Feng heard this, he smiled, touched his head and said: "Actually, I think so too, compared to the word dust, the word wind does not have the feeling that can be reminiscent of the lonely smoke of the desert." ”

The originally tense situation became much more harmonious because of Zhuge Feng's words. The art of language has always been underestimated by the world, and even more so by practitioners. No matter how powerful the words and swords are, they can't compare to the qi that comes out of their cultivation path. But for the ruler of a big family like the Zhuge family, what he said would not be too simple. At this point, Zhuge Chen, who has always been very self-aware, is ashamed of himself. Of course, the most crucial factor is that he simply does not bother to have such a three-inch incorruptible tongue, and such a strategist who is at war between the two countries may be useful. But the life-and-death battle between cultivators is always decisive, unless there is sympathy in addition to hatred. Otherwise, the only way to calm the monstrous anger in the hearts of the living is to kill one of them.

This is also the fear of the four kingdoms of the world for a cultivator like the head of the Wang family, even if the other party is at a disadvantage in the battle, as long as it is still before this person is put on the battlefield, everything is not yet known. Looking at the dynasties that Zhuge Chen knew, it didn't hurt to count those recorded in the history books, only the Taiyi Divine Dynasty could do it to suppress the cultivators under his feet. It also has to be based on the supremacy of the strength of the Divine Dynasty itself, just thinking about the fact that there is no way to go down to heaven and no way to hunt down such a character as the overlord.

"Anyway, you are my brother, and you have been sitting in the position of the young master before, there are many things that I have not done well, and I need more guidance from you. Zhuge Feng continued, indeed as he said. He and Zhuge Chen, in a sense, are the faces of the enemy, and they did not draw their swords against each other. Sincerely, it's scary enough.

The old man in the ochre robe didn't like this feeling very much, and Zhuge Feng, who was already a young master, had already taken advantage of the time and place, but he lowered his voice. Even with a few words of sarcasm Zhuge Chen, which he couldn't yin and yang, it was really bitter in his heart.

Zhuge Chen said softly: "I believe that in the matter of being a young master, you will do much better than me." Let's be honest, but that's about it. If you want to surpass me in other areas, you don't deserve it. I've come along the road to a height you can't reach. ”

The old man in the ochre-robed robe snorted coldly and said, "That's just the past. ”

"That's a good point!" Zhuge Chen applauded and said, "I'll talk about it later, after all, everyone is not a top cultivator who can deduce the future." But since you remember my past, that's enough. Too many things, only to stay in the heart, is the story. ”

The two actually had a holiday a long time ago, otherwise no matter how narrow-minded the old man in the ochre robe was, he would not speak ill of a junior who has now lost power. Death is great, and in the eyes of a practitioner, withdrawing from the stage of strife on that side is already no different from death.

Speaking of that old incident, Zhuge Chen didn't feel anything in his heart, but it was the grudge of the old man in the ochre robe that surprised him greatly.

When Zhuge Chen was drinking in a restaurant when he stayed in the ancestral city,

A friend at the banquet inadvertently knocked over a jug of wine on the table, and a conflict broke out. At first, he thought about it with an attitude of calming things down, after all, he was not such a domineering person. But the other party's attitude made him very uncomfortable, so a very prestigious elder of the Zhuge family personally came forward to suppress the ochre-robed old man's vein.

In the end, the pulse was unbearable, so he pushed the old man in the ochre robe out and apologized in public.

If Zhuge Chen is asked to reconsider his original approach now, it is indeed inappropriate, but it is also the fault of the other party first. Since there is a reason, it is enough.

The old man in the ochre robe laughed, pointed at Zhuge Chen and said, "Flim tongue, I really laughed to death." The phoenix that has lost its hair is not as good as a chicken, which is really the case, and the ancients did not deceive me. [#爱奇文学 #¥ Free Reading]

Zhuge Chen stretched out his hand, gently and forcefully sent back the finger stretched out by the old man in the ochre robe, and persuaded him lightly: "To be a man and do things, you should know how to be polite." Otherwise, the old thing will repeat itself, and it will not be me who suffers. ”

"What do you mean?" the old man in the ochre-robed robe looked angrily: "Do you want to die?"

If it were in the sky, Zhuge Chen would definitely not be so arrogant. Moreover, from the conversation between Elder Yan and the three of them, he could hear that the realm of the two elders of the Zhuge family who came to the world would not be very good. And he knew both of them, because another gray-robed old man was born in the same vein as him, and he had watched him grow up since he was a child.

It's a pity to see you today, the vicissitudes of life.

"Wanting to die or not being able to die are two different things. Zhuge Chen said loudly, turned around and walked to Yan Lao's side.

Zhuge Feng on the side only smiled bitterly, if he was sincere, he could persuade him, and the old man in the ochre robe did not dare to act rashly.

But why?

An elder whose realm is not very high is more or less for today. It's just a quantity, and it can't cause qualitative change in any way. If he still works on these people, he is stupid.

And the other party is not very useful, because a few words will make a big fuss. Not only is it untimely, but it may also cost you your life.

As for the gray-robed old man, his realm is higher and his mood is more mellow, which is the object he is trying to woo. It's a pity that he doesn't seem to be interested in assisting himself to ascend to the position of head of the family, so as to become a minister of the dragon. However, he firmly believes that one day the other party will definitely use it for himself, and it is only a matter of time.

After all, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are not easy to change, and the hearts of all living beings are the best to move.

This point is seen in Zhuge Chen's eyes and kept in his heart. Presumably, if Zhuge Feng removes the first few words of his title in the future, the old man in the ochre robe will not be able to escape the fate of the rabbit and the dead dog.

Old Yan saw that the old man in the ochre-robed robe wanted to drive, and immediately made a decision, swept out directly in front of him, and said coldly: "Don't forget, this is the world, not the heaven you are familiar with!"

Anyway, a punch is struck. Naturally, it was the Endless Mountain Peak Fist, which simply knocked the old man in ochre robe to the ground.

Zhuge Chen chuckled on the side and said, "The way of the people, this."

That's pretty good. ”

He walked over to the old man in the ochre-robed robe and stepped over. This humiliation is even worse than the last time.

It's a pity that the old man in the ochre robe doesn't even have the strength to struggle to stand up now, and he also has a hint of happiness in his heart while holding grudges. If he and Yan Lao really stand on opposite sides, there will be death and no life!

The gray-robed old man stood in place, puzzled, and more worried. In the white clothes in front of him, the young man who he had to worry about when he had nothing to do, was still strong in blood, and he insisted on going again.

It's just that without the support of the god-king body, how far can he go?

Although I can't speculate, I have a rough conclusion in mind.

He sighed and said, "Why are you doing this?"

"Grandpa, what do you mean by this? Where is the suffering, now my heart is full of hatred, and there is no extra space to leave for sadness and regret. Zhuge Chen said this with a grin.

The more he shows indifference, the more his misery cannot be described in words.

Since ancient times, all living beings have been miserable, but they can only be at ease.

It's just that Zhuge Chen, who once remembered this sentence as a wise saying, is no longer able to return to the original time. Just like his own age, he has gone from youth to youth and never returned.

The gray-robed old man in his real name Zhuge continued: "Who did you say this?"

"It's just you, Grandpa. Zhuge Chen replied.

Zhuge wanted to speak and stopped.

At this moment, Zhuge Chen interrupted him: "It's not what I said, Grandpa Zhong has heard it and forgotten it, and it doesn't have to be true or false." ”

After saying this, Zhuge Chen turned his head and said to Yan Lao: "Yan Lao, go back." I saw everything I should see, and I saw what I didn't want to see. This side alone is no more, no less, which can be regarded as enough face for their group. ”

Looking at the back of Bai Yi leaving, Zhuge Zhong suddenly said to Zhuge Feng: "Have you seen your clan brother, you should regard him as your goal, and firmly believe that you will surpass him." ”

Zhuge Feng knew that this was a piece of advice, although it was contrary to his ears, it was the first time that the two of them broke the cold master-servant relationship.

At that moment, Zhuge Feng was overjoyed in his heart, and said loudly: "Set off and return to the sky!"

The main purpose of this trip has been achieved, and turning Zhuge Zhong into his solid backing is no longer a distant thing. Thanks to his clan brother, he just wondered why Zhuge Zhong's thoughts had changed so much?

......

Zhuge Chen and Yan Lao returned to the place where the two lived, and said straight to the point in white: "Yan Lao is a member of the Zhuge family? But in my memory, there is no such person as Zhuge Yan. However, Zhuge said lightly that there is one, but it is a pity that he is a traitor who can't even write a genealogy. ”

Yan Lao stretched out his finger and pointed at himself and said, "That's right, I'm Zhuge Qingyan." As for whether it can be included in the family tree, I don't care, what about you?"

Zhuge Chen laughed and shook his head, stretched out his arms, and slowly sat down: "If I care, will I sit here?"

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Then he took out a pot of wine, and after taking a sip, he handed it to Yan Lao and said, "To tell the truth, Zhuge Qingyan's name is far less smooth than Yan Lao's mouth." ”

"I think so too. Looking at the wine jug, Yan Lao waved his hand and said, "When you are old, it's good to drink, but it's not okay to drink all the time." I'm older, but I can't compare to you young people. ”

Zhuge Chen narrowed his eyes and asked with a smile: "This is all immortal brew, Yan Lao really doesn't drink it?"

Yan Lao snatched the wine jug and scolded and said, "There is such a good wine, and you still drink it from me?"

Zhuge Chen said helplessly: "There is only this one pot." ”

"It's so much better. Yan Lao picked up the wine jug and pushed the door away, leaving only the sound lingering in the room: "Give it all to me, you don't drink it." Since there is such a good wine, I have to show off it with the master. ”

Zhuge Chen, who was cheated on a pot of excellent wine, muttered in a depressed voice: "What kind of goods are these, how can there be seniors who pit juniors to drink......?

There was a cold snort outside the door.

Zhuge Chen immediately made a decision, and became the grass on the wall of the rudder when he saw the wind: "Old Yan, you are really high-spirited, and the younger generation admires it!"

"That's pretty much it. Yan Lao replied and rode away in the wind.

(End of chapter)