"How long?"

Mo Zizhai looked at Wan Er and said, which can be regarded as agreeing to his request, and the statement of letting the dispatch barely make sense, which makes Wan Er feel a little better.

His face was a little solemn, although saying this was just a touch of the upper lip, but if it was really done, it would be very difficult.

Not only is it not easy, it is not easy to resist all foreign enemies, it can be said that this is almost to make the Mo family an enemy of the whole world.

At that time, there was no need to convene, and there would definitely be the princes of the Split Land coming one after another, which had already damaged their interests, and it was impossible to stand idly by.

"Half a month. ”

Wan Er spoke directly, just three words, and didn't say much.

"No way. ”

Mo Zizhai replied.

How could I agree, half a month, I don't know what the situation will be like when the time comes, compared to this trip to the Yellow Barren Mountain, it will only be one step further.

At that time, it would definitely not be the same as it is today, and there were two princes who split the land to help, and they could watch the fire from the other side, and if they didn't attack, they would already burn high incense.

"And how long do you say?"

Wan Erdao.

"Three days. ”

Mo Zizhai returned.

What I said was that there was really nothing wrong with it, and it was cut directly from half a month to three days, and the second thing I heard was that my scalp was numb.

Three days, three days in the same barren land, this is not a joke, it is impossible to say anything.

Hundreds of forces, large and small, although they are not particularly large, but there are more lice that can bite tigers to death, let alone people.

"Twelve days. ”

Wanji said.

One of the two of them is sitting on the ground and bargaining on the spot, you come and go, so unhappy.

"Five days. ”

Mo Zizhai took a sip of water and spoke.

"Ten days, ten days. ”

Wan Er gritted his teeth and said, Ten days to unify the barren land, if others say it, they will definitely be laughed off.

However, it would be different if our Ten Thousand Great Commanders said it, it was simply ...... It's like farting.

Think about how capable you are, ten days in the same barren land, and you can say it even if you have two thousand days.

"Okay, just ten days. ”

Unexpectedly, Wan Er originally thought that he would grind again, and then he insisted on it, never relaxed, showing his firm determination.

But unexpectedly, Mo Zizhai actually agreed, which made Wan Er a little unsure of what to do, as if he had eaten a dead fly.

I seem to have been tricked.

"I want to see how you can become a prince of the Split Land in ten days in the same barren land. ”

Mo Zizhai said again, the corners of his mouth hooked up a malicious smile, and Wan Er's teeth itched.

"That...... Is it okay for eleven days?"

There is no way, although he is resentful in his heart, but he is stronger than people, Wan Er has to say with a begging face.

"What do you say?"

"I said okay, what do you say?"

"I said you hurry up and fuck me off. ”

Mo Zizhai was merciless, looking at the dark color, there was no possibility of flexibility for Shiben.

"Iron old man, we have been friends for so long, can't we have one more day?"

Unable to ask for it, our Ten Thousand Great Commanders began to forcibly sensationalize, which caught people off guard.

"No, I can't. ”

Mo Zizhai didn't eat this set at all, and refused in one bite.

"Mo Zi Zhai!"

Hearing the refusal, Wan Er was furious, slapped the table directly and stood up, angry, pointing at Mo Zizhai, his eyes seemed to be able to breathe fire.

Seeing him like this, Zhao Tianlang on the side was nervous again, for fear that he would do something impulsive.

There are still ten days left, if you offend Mo Zizhai, let alone ten days, it's not bad if you don't turn around and beat you.

If even the Mo family is hostile to Quzhou, then they will really be struggling, and unifying the barren land is simply a fool's dream.

"Ten days, that's ten days, and when the time comes, you can quickly withdraw. ”

Fortunately, Wan Er said, he didn't make an impulsive move, this is our Wan Da Commander, who can bend and stretch, bend and bend, bend and bend.

"You just give me a wide eye to see how I managed to unify the barren land in ten days. ”

He also said that although he couldn't do anything, it was still okay to say two cruel words.

"Good. ”

Mo Zizhai replied blandly.

"Let's go. ”

Wan Er snorted coldly, and after speaking, he turned around and left, not bothering to look at Mo Zizhai at all.

Zhao Tianlang saluted slightly, and also turned to leave.

Looking at their backs gradually moving away, when they were really gone, Mo Zizhai's originally plain expression also changed.

Decadent, lonely.

Only then did I find out that he was already full of green hair and gray hair, and the furrows on his face were vertical and horizontal, showing his old age.

He is no longer the Mo family giant ten years ago, ten years of silence, even if he reappears in the rivers and lakes, it is impossible to change back.

"Can they?"

At this moment, a figure came out of hiding and spoke.

This person is the soldier saint Changqing.

After speaking, he was not polite, he sat directly next to Mo Zizhai, picked up the teacup he used, poured himself a cup, and drank it all.

Mo Zizhai glanced at him, his face was full of disgust, but he was helpless, for so long, this person has always been like this, and he has never changed.

Sometimes, Mo Zizhai is really envious of the soldier Saint Changqing, and he is the only one, from the collapse of the Great Sui to today, he is still the original him.

What has changed is only the appearance, the pure heart, which has not changed.

There were only two of them left, and the most dazzling one had already left and could never come back.

"Yes. ”

Mo Zizhai replied, categorically, without hesitation at all.

"Absolutely. ”

Then he said it again.

If Wan Er knew, he would definitely be surprised, but he didn't expect that Mo Zizhai could still trust him so much, sneering, and even fighting, shouldn't it be what he looks like?

Hearing his words, Bing Sheng Changqing just nodded, noncommittal.

"Really, you're not going to meet?"

After a pause, Mo Zizhai spoke.

As soon as he said this, the movements in the hands of the Soldier Saint Changqing, who was originally very leisurely, suddenly froze, and his face became weird.

Seeing him like this, Mo Zizhai was overjoyed in his heart, and it was really not a big deal to watch the excitement.

"No, no. ”

He spoke.

Don't think crookedly, what they are discussing is not what kind of children's affection, not the romantic debt that the soldier Saint Changqing once owed.

It's his only precious apprentice, Fu Junqing.

It's not that he doesn't want to see it, but he doesn't dare.

He could imagine what it would be like to meet.

With his understanding of Fu Junqing, he will definitely not give up, and if he doesn't say one, two, three, no one will want to leave.

At the beginning, he said goodbye, and he didn't show up for so many days, and his precious apprentice was resentful in his heart, and he was already about to break through the sky.

In fact, in the past few days, Fu Junqing has almost turned the entire military camp upside down, which is why he is here in Mo Zizhai.