Now, Wan Er is still walking, looking at the crowd around him and listening to the call in his ears, he is a little fluttering, and he really feels like he is returning home.

Finally, it arrived, the Quzhou City Lord's Mansion.

Looking at the vermilion gate, this is all too familiar.

Wan Er dismounted, deliberately made a very handsome move, and caused the screams to practice.

Commander Wan, I will give you a monkey.

Voices like this are simply incessant, and our Ten Thousand Commanders are also very in their hands.

He may have really been a little too floating, and he hadn't just stepped on it, and he accidentally stepped on the air and stumbled.

At this moment, the crowd, which was originally very noisy, suddenly quieted down, and gradually, it became silent, almost audible as a pin dropped.

I'm most afraid of sudden silence, and I'm not bad about it.

Now, our Ten Thousand Great Commanders, it is as embarrassing as it is.

Thinking about it, in the face of his little fan brother and little fan sister, he actually showed this embarrassment, and he really couldn't hang up on his face.

Then, our Ten Thousand Great Commanders fled directly and stepped into the City Lord's Mansion, which is better, and the things outside the door have nothing to do with him.

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar scene in front of him, Wan Er didn't have time to appreciate it more, so he hastily arranged it, and went straight into the room, and fell asleep.

I don't know why he is so sleepy, these days, basically everything he is worried about is Wang Zhili, what does it have to do with him.

But that's what our Ten Thousand Great Commanders are, and now, he is the biggest leader in the entire Quzhou City, and it's not that he can do whatever he wants, who can say what.

Okay, send him here, our task is basically completed, let him sleep here for a while, let's talk about others.

Although he is the protagonist, he can't just occupy all the pages of the book, he always has to leave some space for others, after all, the whole world, the whole world, is not just him, those capable people, can't talk about it.

Dragon and Tiger Mountain.

In the middle of the small world of illusion, the Taoist master is sitting cross-legged.

After the first battle in the barren mountains, he completely lost any hope for the Great Qin State.

At that last critical moment, Li Si actually used the life of his Taoist to save the murderer Bai Qi, and this behavior really made him unbearable.

His life is life for killing people, but it is not his life if he is a Taoist, and he does this completely without taking them seriously.

I'm afraid that in the eyes of others, he is a Taoist who is just a pawn that can be bullied at will, let them do whatever they want, and when it is useless, they will naturally be discarded at will, this is the truth.

"Master, what should we do?"

At this time, Tongzhen said that he was also one of the few remaining Mo family immortals.

Does this sound familiar?

Yes, that's right, it's him, the Tongzhen who pointed at Waner in his dream at the foot of Huangshi Mountain, and the Tongzhen who raised the dragon in his hands.

However, the dragon in his hand was just an illusion, not real at all.

If you want to say that the real dragon in this world, there is only the old donkey at the foot of the slope of Shi Jike, but it doesn't exist now, maybe it won't exist in the future, that kind of creature doesn't belong to this world in the first place, and it's not too much to say that it's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"What to do. ”

After listening to his words, the Taoist master smiled bitterly and said in his mouth.

It's very easy to say that out of your mouth, but what to do with the people who let the family listen?

Yes, you don't know what to do, how do I know, it's all now, what else can I do?

One wrong step, one wrong step, nothing wrong at all.

Now, even if you regret it, it's useless, since you made the choice to be the enemy of Quzhou, then the next consequences can only be borne by yourself, and there is no other way.

"Cui Shoucai must be eager to pick your skin now. Zhao Tianlang said.

Under the night sky, the three of them were full of wine and food, and rode their horses slowly and leisurely, and the air was filled with the smell of grass mixed with water vapor, which made people feel leisurely and complacent.

"I borrowed ten dares from him, and I forgave him and did not dare to be presumptuous in front of me in the future. Wan Er said.

"His grandmother's, it's been a long time since I've eaten such a good meal, and it seems that this kind of thing will have to be done often in the future. He muttered again.

"Hahahaha. Hearing his words, not only Zhao Tianlang and Fu Junqing, but also the soldiers behind him laughed, extremely happy, and finally let out a bad breath today.

They don't have scruples, Wan Er has long been famous in the army if he doesn't have a fight, mingling with the soldiers, chatting with the world, and popping up some yellow jokes from time to time, scolding and scolding.

It is precisely in this way that the soldiers are loyal to him and admire him so much, who doesn't like such a commander, compared to Li Baidao, a commander who is high up and does not know the hardships in the army, Wan Er This kind of eating and living with the soldiers, sharing weal and woe can be said to be deeply rooted in the hearts of the army.

If the same thing happens now as Wan Er killed Li Baidao, and he Wan Er is replaced, I am afraid that these soldiers will not succumb to the same as he does, no matter who he is, the blood debt still needs blood to pay, even if he dies, this is Wan Er's unique charm, even if he is like Zhao Tianlang and others, he can't learn it.

While they were teasing, a monk walked slowly in the night on the street in front of them.

He was very young, with his hands folded, his chin slightly tucked, his eyes half-open and half-closed, and he was still muttering something, wearing a plain monk's robe, stepping on straw sandals, and carrying wind and dust on his body.

But his temperament made Wan Er and them pause, and they couldn't help but stop, quietly watching the monk approach step by step.

It was a kind of dust, beyond the mortal world, he was like a lotus flower blooming in the dark night, bathed in starlight, a little bit of crystal.

"Dapeng rode the wind one day and soared up to 90,000 miles. He groaned softly, not loudly, but it shook everyone's mind.

"Donor, the road ahead is boundless, and there is a good heart. As he passed by, he stopped at Wan Er's side, turned his head to look at Wan Er, spoke, and then stepped away again.

Just a glance, the qi and blood on Wan Er's body couldn't help but churn, as if his eyes had special magic.

In his eyes, Manji saw only the ethereal, the endless ethereal, the all-encompassing ethereal, the ethereal that defied everything.

In this way, under the gaze of hundreds of people, he slowly left, and once again disappeared into the night, as if he had never appeared.

"This is definitely a great monk. After a long time, Zhao Tianlang was the first to speak, his mouth a little dry.

"I'm no match for him. Fu Junqing said, he has always been an arrogant person, he sneaked into the city lord's mansion alone, killed Li Baidao, and beheaded the leader with sword qi in the siege, which was really arrogant.

Now that he actually said such inferior words, you can imagine how much pressure the monk just now put on him.

In fact, he wanted to draw his sword at first, but his body seemed to be out of his control, so he could only quietly watch the monk leave.

Hearing him say this, Wan Er couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, Fu Junqing was not his opponent, if the monk just now wanted his own life, I am afraid that now he has returned to the West Heaven.

"It's okay, it doesn't seem like he has any ill will. Zhao Tianlang patted Wan Er's shoulder and said.

He could see that the monk just now was completely here for Wan Er.

"What an evil sect, could it be that he can still be an immortal?" Wan Er said, as he spoke, he patted his horse and sped up, for fear that the monk would turn around again.

"My master said that in today's troubled times, the dragon spirit is scattered, and the world will surely enter a great world, and there will be many heroes and heroes in the army, so on the rivers and lakes, there will also be a scene of a hundred flowers blooming. Zhao Tianlang said.

"Nowadays, the top ten generals are all powerful in the world, with soldiers like gods, unparalleled strategy, in the words of my master, that is a rare person in a hundred years, is the pillar of the country, and now there are so many at once, competing on the same stage, it is nothing more than the nourishment of dragon energy. ”

"There are also the current rivers and lakes, those heroes are all skilled to the sky, one move to break the mountains and rivers, one person breaks a thousand armor There are countless legends, and I even heard that someone raises a real dragon in the palm of his hand, just imagine, what a shocking ability it is. Zhao Tianlang said.

"Raising a real dragon in the palm of your hand? is this a human method?" Wan Er was amazed, a little unbelievable, this world is so bizarre?

Compared with Fu Junqing, he is very calm, and he knows a lot at a glance.

"Maybe you don't know that there are indeed a few Qi Cultivators in this mortal world who are like immortals, and their methods are beyond our imagination. Zhao Tianlang said that he was showing Wan Er a different world step by step.

In the past, Wan Er was just living at the bottom of society, and he didn't need to contact this higher world at all, as long as he could eat and drink enough, he was already satisfied.

But now it's different, he has embarked on the road to hegemony, and what he will face in the future is a sea of corpses and blood, with indescribable tribulations, it is necessary for him to understand the world he lives in.

"Immortals? Are there really immortals in this world? Can they take advantage of the void to resist the wind, burn the mountains and cook the sea?" Wan Er asked, indeed, this was completely beyond his cognition.

"Maybe. Zhao Tianlang was silent for a while and said.

"Isn't the general trend of the world dominated by them, the means of the immortals, who can compete. Wan Er said that this is also the key.

"There is no such possibility, I have asked the master the same question, and he did not give me a clear answer, only one sentence. Zhao Tianlang said.

"What words?" he asked this time.

If Wan Er's heart only has a vague concept of immortals, then in his heart it is a real person, a person who has a great position in his heart.

Fu Junqing and Zhao Tianlang definitely have some unspeakable secrets, from the beginning when Fu Junqing saw Zhao Tianlang for the first time, he called him senior brother, and now he is so attentive to his master's words, it is really abnormal.

"Fear, raise your hand to extinguish it. Zhao Tianlang said word by word, his eyes staring at Fu Junqing.

"Fart. Fu Junqing was angry and not to be outdone, and the two rubbed out an alternative gunsmoke.

"Let's talk about the monk. Wan Er saw such a situation and hurriedly said, for fear that Zhao Tianlang would be split by Fu Junqing's sword.

"In the past, most of the qi practitioners were Taoist monks, just a few decades ago, the Great Sui decomposed, the world dragon qi scattered, a group of monks came out of nowhere, saying what to purify all sentient beings, clearly to compete for luck. Zhao Tianlang said.

"But people still worship them, for a time, temples everywhere, countless believers, for this there was also a dispute between Buddhism and Taoism, several Taoist priests joined forces to attack the important land of Buddhism, that battle, no one knew what happened, but since then several Buddhas have disappeared. Zhao Tianlang continued.

After hearing this, Wan Er did not speak, this was no longer a matter of discussion among them, it involved the game between immortals, how could a mortal like him be able to understand it.

"The monk Buddha power just now is unfathomable, and it must be terrifying. Fu Junqing said.

"Perhaps, he is a big Buddha. ”

Thinking of this, several people couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, if it was really like guessing, they really took a turn on the ghost gate, and the other party had a trace of murderous intent, and now they were afraid that they would have been corpses.

"It's not getting early, so let's go back quickly. Wan Er said, and sped up a little faster, for fear that another big man would come out and destroy them.

Hurriedly returning home, Wan Er spent a night digesting what he saw and heard, and the mystery of this world far exceeded cognition.

Not long after they left, Cui Shoucai came to the most remote corner of the mansion alone, groped a few times with his hand, and a door opened gently, he was already familiar with the road, and walked in with his feet.

"What are you doing here?" At the end, an emaciated figure was looking down at the book in his hand, the candlelight flickered, reflecting his emaciated face, Cui Shoucai came in, he didn't raise his head, and his tone was impatient.

"My lord, I have something I want you to help me with. Despite this, Cui Shoucai was still respectful and said carefully.

Say. The man said, not wanting to waste an extra word.

Cui Shoucai told the story of today's events in detail, but the man just stared at the book in his hand, still not looking at him.

"I know, step aside. After speaking, the man opened his mouth directly to drive people away, and there was no feeling of being under the fence at all.

"Then ......" Cui Shoucai asked when he saw that he didn't say anything.

"Stand down, I'll arrange it. The man did not wait for him to speak, but spoke again, with majesty in his tone that could not be questioned.

"Yes. Cui Shoucai saluted respectfully and turned to leave.

After a long while, he gently put down the book in his hand, raised his head, and his narrow eyes flashed with a fine light, and in a moment, his heart had turned a hundred times.

"Waner, I'll give you a big gift, but don't let me down. ”

......

On a new day, it was rainy again, every year, and for at least half a year the sky was always gloomy, and I don't know who upset him.

Wan Er got up early, today he was different from usual, wearing silver armor, wearing a phoenix helmet, riding on a horse, slowly walking towards the army, Zhao Tianlang behind him was still dressed as a strategist.

Like a drizzle of cow's hair, it fell into dew drops on his armor, making it even more cold, and the Wan Er set off was like a god.

After this period of operation, their strength has almost reached the same level as it was at the beginning, more than 1,000 people stood in the smoke and rain, and the water vapor blinded their vision a little, giving people a feeling that they were a million army and could not see the edge at a glance.

"Horses step on Yellowstone Mountain. In front of the army, Wan Er shouted.

"Horses step on Yellowstone Mountain. The soldiers in the back shouted in unison, deafening and full of morale, this is an iron-blooded invincible army.

"Let's go. ”