Wine, after all, still not drunk. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Perhaps, in the eyes of the ghost elder, whether those dead members of the Friends Gang, those Federation soldiers who died in the hands of the Afterlife Society, can be blind to death, compared with the body of the gang leader Mei Ziming.

Mei Ziming walked into the exquisitely decorated room where the two talked yesterday, in the room, Mu Xian was meditating and pranayama, Feng Yin Yang picked up the tea leaves on the table and was preparing to make tea.

"Brother Feng is slow, there is another good tea under it, today is a big victory, you should drink!" Mei Ziming controlled the wheelchair to take out the small bag of tea that he had drunk without worry, and made the tea himself.

"Hmm. ”

Feng Yinyang put down the tea leaves in his hand, sat aside and stopped talking.

Major General Mu Xian saw Mei Ziming come in and asked, "How is the war?"

Mei Ziming, who was making tea, heard the words of his men and said slowly: "The battlefield in the western suburbs was attacked by missiles, and the whole army was wiped out. ”

"The whole army is annihilated?!" both Wuwu and Mu Xian were shocked at the same time.

"Yes, all annihilation. ”

"Other battlefields?" Mu Xian then asked.

"Just as when you left, there are collapsed buildings blocking the way and breaking up the dense zombie tide, and the federal military is currently in an advantageous position. ”

"How is the battlefield in the northern suburbs? The military needs have not yet arrived, and there may be an accident. ”

Mei Ziming covered the teapot and looked up at Mu Xian, the quiet smile that had been hanging was long gone, and there was only a solemn expression.

"The military supplies in the northern suburbs are not a big problem, and the military supplies originally transported to the western suburbs will be transferred to the northern suburbs, although it will be later, but it will not affect the war. ”

Mu Xian was finally relieved when he heard this, and muttered to himself: "The fifteen thousand Federation soldiers in the western suburbs did not die in the mouths of the zombies, but all died under our own missiles・・・・・・ sad, lamentable." ”

Mei Ziming leaned on the wheelchair and said in a deep voice: "Death will be a great disaster, if it is not eradicated as soon as possible, the Great Qin Federation will be attacked inside and outside, and it is only a matter of time before it is destroyed." ”

Mu Xian stood up, walked to the coffee table and sat down, looked at the heat coming out of the purple clay pot, and said bitterly: "After this battle, my vitality in the Western Theater has been greatly damaged, and I will be stationed in Chang'an City in the future to face the tide of three million zombies in the southern suburbs・・・・・・. ”

Mei Ziming asked, "It's General Ye Yang who is in command this time, right?"

"It's Ye Yang. Mu Xian replied.

Mei Ziming pondered for a moment and said: "Although General Ye Yang's strategy this time seems to be a matter of course at first glance, he has underestimated the threat of the Afterlife Society, and ordinary people do not understand the Afterlife Society, so it is inevitable that something will go wrong. ”

"It's not Ye Yang's fault. Mu Xian said.

"Although the fault is not in Ye Yang, it is a fact that 15,000 soldiers died, and it is also a fact that the missile base was breached, not to mention that Nangong Hui, the first person in the ancient martial arts of the Nangong family, also died in the western suburbs. Therefore, there is only Ye Yang. ”

"How to be responsible?"

"Death to apologize. ”

Major General Mu Xian was silent, although he was biased, but he also knew that the war in the western suburbs must need people to take responsibility, otherwise the army's morale would be unstable, the military discipline would be slack, and the western theater would really die.

"After Ye Yang's death, who will lead the battle?" was silent for a long time, and Mu Xian asked.

"People from the Nangong family. Mei Ziming replied.

"There are no unscrupulous generals in the army of the Nangong family, how can they bear it?"

Mei Ziming saw that the tea had been brewed, poured it for all the people present, and just finished pouring a pot of tea.

Staring at the steaming tea, Mei Ziming said slowly: "Maybe the Nangong family's heart to serve the country also died with the death of Nangong Hui." ”

Feng Yinyang picked up the tea, took a sip, and said, "Good tea." ”

"If Brother Feng likes it, you can take it all. Mei Ziming smiled.

"No, I don't. Feng Yin Yang replied.

Mu Xian didn't drink tea, and continued: "After Ye Yang's death, the Nangong family will be in power, who will be in charge of the army? ”

Mei Ziming held the teacup in his hand and smiled: "Far away in the sky, close in front of you." ”

Mu Xian was stunned for a moment, then understood the deep meaning of Mei Ziming's words, and asked Xiang Feng Yinyang: "Brother Feng is willing to work for my Western Theater of Operations?"

Feng Yin Yang said: "I don't want to." ”

"Why not?"

"Trouble. ”

Mu Xian slightly accentuated his tone, stared at Feng Yinyang and said, "Could it be that Brother Feng doesn't want the peaceful and prosperous world to reappear in the world?"

"There has never been peace, how can there be peace and prosperity. ”

"Two thousand years ago, the country was uncertain, the strong was the king, the weak was dead, my Great Qin was humiliated by the Jin, the world laughed at shame, my Great Qin soldiers forgot to die, the east went out of the Han Valley, the west dominated Rong Di, Taizu Qin Mugong brought a hundred miles to destroy the six countries and the world prospered, my Great Qin has dominated the world for more than 2,000 years, now, who dares to look down on my Qin people? Which country is not afraid of my Great Qin?"

Feng Yin and Yang said: "Can you ever be at peace for the people?

"All countries in the world are watching the fertile soil of our Great Qin Federation, if the people are at ease, they are at peace in times of danger, and if they are going to stop the war, it is a crime of dereliction of duty!"

"Then there was no peace. ”

Mu Xian stared at Feng Yin Yang silently for a long time, and said slowly: "Millions of lives in Chang'an City, tens of millions of civilians in the west, don't you really care?"

"What does it have to do with me?"

"Then why did you save me?"

"It's just a personal favor. ”

Mu Xian said: "If Brother Feng can help my federal army recover Chang'an City, you can say whatever you want!"

Feng Yinyang took a sip of tea, looked at the rippling tea in the teacup, was silent for a long time, and said, "Kill someone for me." ”

"Kill whom?"

"Feng Chunqiu. ”

"Who is Feng Chunqiu?"

"My father. ”

Everyone was silent for a while, and asked in shock: "Facial paralysis, you still have no humanity, you even killed your father?"

Mei Ziming stretched out his hand to stop Wu Wu from continuing to speak: "Feng Chunqiu is the original number one who was removed from the Great Qin Federation Think Tank?"

Feng Yin Yang said: "Well, I was removed ten years ago. ”

"And where is he now?" Mei Ziming wondered.

"Afterlife. ”

"Okay, I can kill this person!" Mu Xian said in a deep voice.

Feng Yinyang turned his head to look at Mu Xian, and said calmly: "In this way, I will help you recover Chang'an City." ”

Mei Ziming looked at Feng Yinyang, as if he had thought of something, but he didn't say it after all, and after a pause, he said again: "There is a strategist, and there is still a lack of a fierce general." ”

"Am I not?" asked Mu Xian.

"You're not, you're just a martial artist. ”

"Who's going to be the general?"

Mei Ziming smiled and put down the teacup in his hand, turned his head leisurely to look at Wuwu, and repeated what he had said again: "Far away in the sky, close in front of you." ”

Carefree pointed at himself in a daze, and said in amazement: "Me?!"