"Something else?"

"What else do you want to talk about?"

"The eel begins and the eel ends, the Russian roulette wheel, the depth charge, or... Yang Jian said casually.

Immediately afterwards, his complexion changed slightly, and his expression was hideous.

Feng Linwan hurriedly braked with his foot: "No! No! If we continue, we really won't have anything to talk about." ”

"Please, let me finish well, instead of giving up halfway!"

While speaking, Feng Linwan looked at Yang Jian with wonderful eyes.

I don't know what huge changes have happened to this always cold second master.

It's really... Amazing!

"Hey, I really don't know, what Gu Immortal Buddha has experienced in the years since he left, after all, I am not a real observer, out of the universe based on the ancestral star, gradually evolving, and further out, even I, I can't see clearly!" Feng Lin sighed with some regret.

"No, let's talk about something serious, we can write the kind of chapter I talked about, don't be careless, and the drain will go over the bend. Feng Lin coughed dryly, forcibly trying to erase what had happened before from certain points.

"You say, I listen. Yang Jian restored his cold personality, and even his words became two words and two words jumped out.

Feng Lin breathed a sigh of relief, and then said, "That's the case, Zuxing is like a big powder keg now, and it can be blown up at any time. ”

"Peeps from the tenth-level of the galaxy, those powerhouses in the other world who are connected to the ancestral star, are also ready to move. The collisions and conflicts between different civilizations and cultures are also intensifying, and although I have thought of some ways to try to defuse this anger, the results can only be said to be reluctant. “

"I reluctantly put those conflicts to a temporary end, but all this is only temporary. What should happen... It happens all the time. ”

The so-called integration of civilizations, the collision of civilizations, the convergence of civilizations, and the blooming of the flower of civilization... These are just a more refined explanations.

At the end of the day, it's actually ... War.

There is no convergence between civilizations, it is really through a single 'exchange' that accomplishes evolution.

Because every civilization has gone through many years and the wisdom of countless people has been summarized and inherited.

It is something that is imprinted in the bones and souls of many people, and it is not easy to change them.

Therefore, there will always be a moment when the Ancestral Star will turn into a battlefield of all worlds.

And when the war is over, the light that blooms from the ruins is the last flower of civilization.

Yang Jian understood the superficial meaning of Feng Linwan.

But I don't know what Feng Linwan's real intention is to bring up this topic at this moment.

"We have to fight! We have to fight, we have to fight! But how to fight, when to fight, these ... I've got to say. Feng Linwan sat back in his chair and patted the armrest and said.

Yang Jian nodded, without any words.

As the so-called God of War of the Three Realms back then, Yang Jian experienced no small number of battles in the era of the Flood Famine or the years when the Gu Immortal Buddha fled.

Summing up the big and small, there are countless of them.

He has neither excitement nor disgust at war.

To put it bluntly, it is... Numbness.

Therefore, when Feng Linwan mentioned that on the ancestral star, the Ten Thousand Realms War was about to break out, Yang Jian's expression was still numb and rigid.

It's not even as good as when he said before, 'The eel begins and the eel ends'.

"First of all, we need to have a substitute. Feng Linwan said and looked at Yang Jian.

The corners of Yang Jian's eyes twitched slightly: "What do you think I do?"

"Where are you... I can't sit down just yet. Now the Gu Immortals and Buddhas are working together to help the patriarch become the chairman of the Pioneer District. There's no energy left over to help me compete, where you are on the Ancestral Star now. ”

Feng Lin smiled and said, "I didn't say it was you!"

"I wanted you to recommend a personal choice. ”

"I can fight, I can resist, my brain is stupid, and I don't have a backstage, if I still have the ability to cause trouble... It couldn't be better. ”

Feng Linwan put forward his request.

Now Feng Linwan's interests on the ancestral star can be described as 'monolithic' for the time being.

Even if Feng Linwan leaves his current position, there will be no major changes in three or five hundred years.

And the closure of the forest night has only taken the last few decades.

The Ancestral Star is about to become a battlefield.

At this time, whoever is responsible for the safety of the ancestral star will be responsible for carrying the blame.

This pot should have been sealed and carried by Lin Wan.

However, Feng Lin Wan suppressed the chaotic battle of the ancestral star at the beginning, and then 'jumped' out.

Now he's out of control.

Therefore, Feng Linwan wanted to give up the position of the general of the Zuxing garrison.

He is preparing to become a super ten though.

But if you don't become a true super ten, you can't really ignore the federal government.

Even to the outside world, in the eyes of many people, he is already over ten.

"Are you talking about that monkey?" Yang Jian asked.

Feng Linwan's expression froze: "Don't, don't mention that monkey, he's not a master without a backstage! He himself is his biggest backstage, I've seen him... He hadn't seen me though. To tell the truth, in addition to the three patriarchs of the Daomen, the two saints of Buddhism, and you have a very small number of ancient powerhouses, he is one of the characters that I haven't fully understood. ”

Feng Lin Wan is actually as old now.

From the last years of the Shang Dynasty, he has been following the footsteps of time to the present.

I can't look at him with the original 'young' eyes anymore.

"I'm kidding... Can't you see it?" Yang Jian stiffened his face, unable to see at all that he was joking.

Feng Lin Wan feeling··· He just said the truth.

So, Yang Jian and the monkey, what kind of grudge do they have?

As soon as Feng Lin mentioned that he was brainless and reckless, Yang Jian thought of monkeys, and immediately scolded?

Could it be that the two have competed with female monkeys together?

Feng Linwan's eyes were full of gossip.

After thinking about it, Yang Jian deliberately told him not to think about his cousins.

And the monkey set the seven fairies in the peach orchard...

This seems to be able to write a 30,000-word extra!

"How is it?, do you have a candidate?" Feng Linwan asked Yang Jian.

This question, why did Feng Linwan ask Yang Jian?

That, of course, is for the sake of a better layout in the future.

Some things, triggered by Yang Jian, are better than having him trigger, to be a little more euphemistic, and it doesn't look so ugly.

Yang Jian thought for a while, and then nodded: "There really is such a candidate." ”

"His ability to cause trouble is better than that of the monkeys of the past. Life is very hard, not only is it okay over the years, but it has become more and more moisturized. If you weren't too popular... He should have been famous for a long time. ”

Feng Linwan followed Yang Jian's train of thought and thought about it.

Then he clapped his hands: "Cheng! He's good! Just him!"