"Bah, I don't have much ability, my moves are pretty fancy!"

The surrounding wind was gusts of cold wind, and Gong Yang Yongye spat out a mouthful of blood foam, and his eyebrows were filled with fierce and fierce aura that he had only when he was young. The hundreds of ghosts on the blade made a shrill ghost cry, his face was faintly visible, and cracks like spider webs spread from a crack to the entire blade.

He didn't even look at it.

Sleeping deep in the stone pit on the cliff, the legs were broken and several inches of white bones were exposed.

"How many years have you recited the Buddhist scriptures? Do you really think that you are a Buddha?"

The sword energy dissipated cleanly after only a few breaths, but the thousands of golden light lingered around the old friend. At first glance, the skin of this old guy really had a bit of the charm of the Buddha coming to the world, but unfortunately, the words he said were not at all compassionate.

"I still have the power to fight again. Can you still cut the second knife to save your life?" The old friend's arms were bleeding, and the flesh was flying, and the bones were visible. But he seemed to be unaware of the pain, but he just sneered at Gong Yang Yongye's embarrassing look.

I thought I could deal with Yang Yongye this time, but I didn't expect that this old guy who had been lying flat for decades suddenly lie on his sit-ups and briefly broke his feet, which made him angry, laugh and helpless.

It would be fine if Gongyang Yongye had completely broken up and killed himself with one knife, but he just made a sit-up and a fake move, allowing him to see some hope that he could not take away his life, but he would never take away his life. This would be disgusting.

What is the difference between this and using fake bait to fish?

He refused to give himself life, and he said he was an old friend?

Gong Yang Yongye's tongue pressed against his cheeks and spit out dirty blood stained with his mouth. His eyes were staring at his old friend in front of him, but when his voice came to his ears again, it was [Send the Message]: [Old thing, you really don't want to explain it to me? No matter what you rely on to break through to this point, how can you not damage the foundation of such a domineering secret skill? I am determined to work hard?]

After the public chat, Gong Yang Yongye talked to his old friends as the Kang Guo camp, but when he used [Send the Message], it was just that Gong Yang Yongye had a private relationship with his old friends. If there was any difficulty in the latter, how could he not save him with Gong Yang Yongye's personality?

The old friend's eyes flashed a few times.

Just when Gong Yang Yongye thought he really didn't repent, the private chat finally made some noise: [Hey, it's not that some Chinese communities are very involved, if not - do you really think I'm joining in the fun? Not to mention working hard for these people with low expectations.]

If you are in the world, how can you not be stabbed?

Whether it is the court or the world, it is all about human nature.

[Hey, I must win this game, even if the opponent is yours, you must win.] There are many difficulties in the old friend's words, and it is not a time to tell me carefully. However, he dares to name a name and let Gongyang Yongye end, so he will naturally have confidence.

It can be seen that the talk broke down.

Just when my old friend kicked Yang Yongye away, the latter's voice came to his ears: [Fuck, then didn't you say it earlier? As long as you win, you will have to fight so hard with me? My knife is broken! You owe them kindness, and you owe me kindness, and you have been in love for decades, and I won't make you embarrassed, how about it?]

An old friend said coldly: [Speak human words.]

When Gong Yang Yongye thought of what he would say later, his lips could not be suppressed: [I let you win firmly, and you will also help me delay it for a while. After the matter is done, no matter whether the central government wins or Kang Guo wins, I can keep you safe!]

To put it simply, everyone will win the needs and play counterfeit games.

Both sides can achieve their goals.

The old friend narrowed his eyes slightly, and he was wearing a smile on Maitreya Buddha's face, but he was fucking with a palm and a throat: [Procrastinate time?]

He also rode on the battlefield in his early years, but later he entered Buddhism but did not completely lose his killing nature. If he was not diligent and went to the hills near the temple every now and then, there would be bandits and evil bandits in those places. He still retained some vigilance.

When two armies are facing each other, why can one side delay time?

When a child is quiet, he must be a witch.

Where is Kang Guo going to sneak attack the back stab from?

Assuming that the Buddha seemed compassionate and harmless, he actually turned his eyes and found out what secret was revealed by Gong Yang Yongye's big mouth. But this idiot even said: [The winner is theirs, and their lives are yours!]

Just a foreign aid who has been brought in, why bother to fight?

The old friend recites the Buddha's name: [Amitabha!]

He didn't say that he agreed or refused, but only said one sentence: [I believe that you are forced to wade into this muddy water now. Shen Jun really cannot take the initiative to recruit you under the tent to reuse it, which is a headache.]

If you should say it, Gongyang Yongye is indeed suitable to be a master of men's science and a genius doctor to give birth to children, and is not suitable to deal with people in the officialdom.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he betrayed his secret.

Which lord can bear it?

Gongyang Yongye was silent for a while, and then realized that he had indeed caused a big disaster. He suddenly became murderous and tried to make up for the situation: [...Is it too late to kill someone to silence him?]

Old friend:【It's too late.】

With this brain, Yang Yongye also said that he wanted to have a child himself. Not to mention how a man was born, even if Yang Yongye really had this organ, he felt that the child's life was dim. The sky was in a state of collapse, and he had developed limbs and atrophy of his brain as soon as he was born.

He also knew very well that the person who was struggling with a tiger was not Gong Yang Yongye but him. What if he knew the secret that he shouldn't have known? He didn't have the chance to pass the news alive. No matter how much he knew, he would just have an extra death talisman. Will the other party give himself a chance to speak? On the other hand, Gong Yang Yongye, after he figured it out, he could really kill him here with one knife.

Damn, I hate this old thing the most!

If you want to cheat, you can't resist it if you try your best.

With decades of tacit understanding of the doctor-patient relationship, the two of them knew each other's plans with their eyes just looking at each other, and they started to play counterfeit games seriously. At this point in their strength, the form of power has gradually tended to be "from complex to simple", hiding the strongest power of the broken mountains under the simple surface, which seems silent, but actually contains thunder. Insiders can see a cold sweat, while outsiders only find it boring, and it is better to play two second-class teams to make fun of them.

It is difficult to go from traditional to simple, but it is not easy to go from simple to traditional?

It was in such a strange battlefield with special restrictions. Even when the twenty-year-old Hou came, he couldn't figure out the real power contained in the two of them's noisy moves. He was justified in playing a counterfeit game.

The only flaw is time.

[Old thing, is it almost the same? If you drag on it, I will be suspected.] I can't drag on the counterfeit game forever, but it's okay to drag a few sticks of incense, but it's still okay for the two of them to do this, but the strength and special nature of the battlefield cannot achieve this.

Just the time is about the same, and you will stop when you see it is better.

Yang Yongye, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face, also felt that it was almost done.

【Okay, that's it!】

Gongyang Yongye and the other two quickly exchanged glances on the cliff hillside, and made a huge noise. Taking advantage of the smoky kung fu, he first dragged his injuries and fled back into the formation. His old friend chased him symbolically and was forced back by Chen Tang with an arrow. He looked at Gongyang Yongye's back angrily and said harshly: "Old Yang, no timid, you lost this game, are you convinced?"

"Pooh!"

He spat at his old friend who was panting on the iron chain.

He lost, but he was stubborn: "What kind of hero is a hero when he takes advantage of others' danger? It's just a false phoenix and fake phoenix that was forcibly promoted by shameless means. Do you really think you are a real dragon?"

Two sentences make old friends kill intent rush.

Gong Yang Yongye scolded him so dirty that he regretted that he had just beaten him lightly.

"Hmph, let your mouth be stubborn for a while, when the two armies are fighting, I will take the head of your neck!" Two older people cursed each other through the sea of ​​mountains and clouds. If the Central Allied Forces hadn't called people back, they could have squirted back for three or five rounds.

Chen Tang thought that Yang Yongye would lose. After all, it has been a day or two for Lao Dengzhai. He always adhered to the attitude of "how much money is so hard" and implemented the word "lying down". But he didn't expect that he could still maintain such a good attitude after losing. It was indeed not that he lost his own family, and he did not feel sorry for winning or losing. However, if he lost, what else could she do?

"Mr. Marquis has such endurance."

Although he lost the fight, Yang Yongye exceeded the delay target in this game, and Chen Tang could not say that he was unreliable. For the elite army, the loss of morale by a fight cannot affect the overall situation. While wiping away the bleeding from the nose, Gong Yang Yongye said, "Hmph, it's good to know. I, Yang Yongye, have been upright in my life, and it is the first time that I did such a disgraceful thing."

For generals, it is embarrassing to play counterfeit games.

Not only will his strength be questioned, but his character is also overwhelmed by the pillar of shame. Those who are a little shameful will rather be broken than be completely broken.

Gongyang Yongye's sacrifice this time was a big deal.

Chen Tang knew the elegance when he heard the string song, his eyes flashed, and he immediately guessed the secret of Gongyang Yongye's lasting life. He was afraid that he had made a shameful deal with his old friend in private. She glanced at Xiang in the afterglow and was about to speak up and let Luo San go and try it.

Unexpectedly, someone took the lead.

"Your Highness, the last general is willing to ask for battle!"

The gentle and clean voice is not like a warrior.

Everyone's eyes fell on Jimo Qiu, who had always been quiet, and some even had doubts in their eyes - they didn't know much about Jimo Qiu, but the latter followed the Lord's side all year round, and had a face similar to Gongxi Qiu, which made it difficult for those generals who had fought and had a grudge against Gongxi Qiu to ignore him.

only--

Is Jimo Qiu a warrior?

Not a literati?

Although the Lord did not directly designate Jimo Qiu as the "high priest of Kang Country", he still called him "high priest". She called him more often, and the ministers occasionally called him "high priest". People liked to call him Jimo Langjun.

I'll say the title and look at the costume.

Jimo Qiu has a wide robe and big sleeves in the style of literati all year round.

His temperament is as gentle as water, and he is completely different from his brother.

Isn’t this brother very reasonable?

Some people also realized that Jimo Qiu brothers were both military men. How did they have a stereotype of literati?

Chen Tang hesitated for a moment: "The high priest is going to end?"

Jimo Qiu said: "I am willing to issue a military order."

Once this statement is said, either win or die!

Some generals objected and did not trust Jimo Qiu very much.

The latter took too few moves, even though he had a face that looked very similar to Gong Xiqiu, it never brought a sense of oppression. Look at Siwen, it is not very reliable. Furthermore, the high priest has always been released with auxiliary positioning, so that he can fight with the generals without any problem?

Military orders are not a joke.

If you can’t make a fuss, it’s not only that you are irresponsible for your own lives, but also that you are joking about the lives of the soldiers of the three armies. Faced with a question, Jimo Qiu smiled with a good temper: “Do I have a good temper?”

Chen Tang swallowed the dissuasion words back.

The military general was also favored by Jimo Qiu's treatment and gave him face to speak: "Fighting the general is not a joke, the high priest thinks twice."

Give it a step and go down.

Jimo Qiu: "..."
To be continued...