"Zheng Qiao? Is he worthy?"

Gong Xiqiu's words were full of contempt.

He also said in disdain: "Going alone? No way."

"No?" Gong Xiqiu's answer was beyond Xun Ding's expectation. He couldn't help but sit up straight and asked, "Why?"

"Because of the trouble."

"...Ma, trouble?" Xun Ding almost stuttered.

"Isn't it troublesome to be your own lord?" Gong Xiqiu said with a look on his face, "You are still too young." "I am not interested in fame and fortune. If I want to become famous, I only want to find my elder brother, and at the same time attract more and stronger warriors to challenge me.

Make life less boring."

Gong Xiqiu's purpose has always been simple.

so--

It is impossible to do it alone.

It is impossible to work alone in this life.

He understands very well how troublesome it is to manage a team.

Not only does he have to expend countless energy, manpower, and material resources, he also has to recruit people, fight with people, and balance conflicts and interpersonal relationships among his subordinates. The greater the power, the more he has to worry about. He also wants to do whatever he wants and do whatever he wants.

?

It's just a dream.

Just thinking about these things makes his head grow bigger.

Gong Xiqiu knew himself very well: "I am a born warrior. My uncle also said that I am a martial arts prodigy that is unique among ten thousand people. I am destined to be born for fighting and not for the battlefield. I am not evenly matched, but alone."

Massacre on all fronts."

He didn't blush at all when he said this.

A perfect interpretation of what Versailles is.

He is addicted to the feeling when strength collides and bombards, and misses the supreme pleasure when he wanders about life and death. Compared with them, life and death, victory and defeat are all burdens that can be discarded. If he becomes the lord, can he be so willful and not care about victory or death?

The staff under the tent are afraid of having a heart attack.

Furthermore, he was really impatient of those formal and tedious paperwork. He would rather fight on the battlefield for seven days and seven nights with his martial spirit than sit in front of a desk and process paperwork for seven-quarters of an hour. He might as well just do it directly.

Killing him was a snap.

Xun Ding: "..."

Gong Xiqiu asked him: "It's boring to raise weapons against them. Can you get pleasure from a one-sided massacre?"

It's too weak and boring.

Xun Ding: "..."

He frowned: "...Of course not."

But that’s not what we’re fighting for.

He has never seen Gong Xiqiu like this.

Obviously there are conditions for working alone, but I don't want to.

I didn't expect that Gong Xiqiu had such a simple side: "If you don't want to do it yourself, then you have to obey orders. How can you tolerate others telling you what to do with your bad temper? In the future, your achievements will shock the Lord and you will be punished."

Killing a donkey, how do you protect yourself?"

Gong Xiqiu said: "Just find my brother."

Xun Ding didn't react for a moment.

"If you find my brother, you can retreat bravely. From now on, if I feel itchy and want to find someone to fight with, I will fight whoever is famous. If I have nothing to do, I will stay in the clan area... take care of the children of Ah Lai's future, and tease my brother's children...

Isn’t this more interesting than intrigue?”

According to the custom of the Gongxi people, the uncle has to raise the children of his sisters, while the uncle's children are raised by the brothers of the mother. He doesn't know when he will become a master of martial arts, and whether he will be accompanied by a girl in the future, and he will most likely be a bachelor.

It's enough to raise Alai's child and play with it.

After finishing speaking, he found that Xun Ding's dazed look was very stupid, and he laughed heartily: "The Gongxi clan is a reclusive clan, so why is it strange that they like to live in seclusion? If it weren't for an accident in the clan, who would like to run outside? Where is the comparison outside?

Is the land of the Shang clan clean and comfortable? I just want to live in seclusion with my brother... It is true that it is very vast, but there is still no place for my father, Xiqiu..."

The last sentence is inexplicably sad.

Gong Xiqiu is different from his father Jimo Can.

Jimo Can pretended to be the world in his heart and couldn't stand the chaos in the outside world. He actively joined the world and made himself miserable. But Gong Xiqiu was different. He just wanted to stay in his clan safely and accompany his people. The life and death of the people had nothing to do with him.

Does it matter?

He only

Care about loved ones.

He only has so many relatives.

When Xun Ding saw this, he stopped trying to persuade him. Because he knew very well that Gong Xiqiu had a very strong purpose. He came back to the world for no other reason than to make a name for himself and find his brother. It was useless to persuade Xun Ding.

Let’s go over some familiar goals.

"Then who are you going to find to make a name for yourself?"

If it were anyone else, it would not be easy to become famous.

But Gong Xiqiu is a fifteenth-level junior high-ranking officer at such a young age. What is the concept of being a fifteenth-level junior high-ranking officer at this age?

It should be noted that in the more than two hundred years since the birth of Thief Star, there have been only three 20th-level Chehous recorded in history, and only more than a thousand people with names and surnames of 15th-level or above. If we include those who have not been recorded or recorded

Lost, this group numbered more than 2,000 people.

Gong Xiqiu has been shortlisted.

He was still in the golden period of rapid growth in strength.

He can be overwhelmed with olive branches if he wants to.

Gong Xiqiu shook his head: "I have no target at the moment."

Xun Ding: "Gu Ren?"

Gong Xiqiu: "It's noisy and noisy."

Gu Ren's youngest sworn brother was also a victim of Gu. When Gong Xichou saw him, he would easily be reminded of the pain of genocide...

Xun Ding asked again: "Wu Xian?"

Gong Xiqiu took out his ears and said, "My ears are soft and annoying."

He had fought against the brave warriors under Wu Xian's tent, who seemed to be called Zhao Feng? Gong Xichou had made a grudge against them, so it would be a bit embarrassing to run over to them. I heard that Wu Xian had a weak ear and was surrounded by a bunch of arrogant nobles who had high ambitions but low abilities.

Looking for boring?

Xun Ding: "Zhang He?"

Gong Xiqiu blew his little finger: "I don't like it."

If it weren't for Zhang He, the clan's sacred objects would have been found long ago. How come we still don't have any clues yet? Humph!

Xun Ding: "Huang Lie?"

Without waiting for Gong Xiqiu's reply, he said: "I heard that Huang Lie has a large number of heavy shield warriors under his command, and their combat power should not be underestimated."

When Gong Xiqiu heard this name, he didn't know what he thought of, and sneered: "Sooner or later, this thing will die a good death."

Xun Ding asked a few more people.

Even Gong Xiqiu doesn't like it.

The only person I like——

Xun Ding: "Shen Tang?"

Gong Xiqiu raised the corners of his lips at first, and Xun Ding thought there was a trick, but he said: "Mama is naturally the best, but she is also the worst choice. If she encounters a strong opponent, she will fight against me.

How to become famous? Besides, she has no battles to fight in the past two years... If a brave warrior has no battles to fight, what is left but training? How boring will that life be if she catches her doing odd jobs again?"

In fact, the first person he eliminated was Shen Tang.

It completely conflicts with his needs.

Gu Ren is more suitable than her.

Xun Ding was disgusted: "...you are really difficult to maintain..."

Gong Xiqiu selectively ignored his complaints, racked his brains, and suddenly came to inspiration: "If you want to find it, look for those who are small, unstable, and on the edge of turmoil. The more vulnerable they are, the more they can reflect our

strength."

Xun Ding stared blankly: "...the dignified fifteenth-level young master took the initiative to come to seek refuge, and he was not afraid of scaring people out?"

"Who said taking refuge? It's just to help the other party gain a foothold, expand its power, and then take the money and leave after achieving the goal."
To be continued...