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Chapter 137 20 Years Old(1/2)

Chapter 137 20 years old

Zhang Tao didn't believe Guo Shengye's lies, but he didn't expose them either.

For a while, the only sound in the room was the sound of water flowing and the scent of scented tea, which was a rare moment of leisure.

After Guo Shengye finished drinking the tea, he put the tea leaves back into the storage space, stood up and said, "Then I'll leave first."

Zhang Tao stopped him, raised his head and asked with a smile: "How about you command the battle in Tiannan?"

"Not really."

Guo Shengye said calmly: "I am just a thug, not a general."

He has positioned himself very clearly. After world peace, he will simply quit and enjoy life.

If he is pushed to the stage by Zhang Tao, there will be too many things that he cannot control.

"But I have already told the Southern Minister and them, and they are waiting for you in the conference room next door."

This innocent tone gave Guo Shengye a chill. He couldn't hold it back, but he turned around and complained: "You are quite old, so don't pretend to be a white lotus."

It's so wonderful to cut first and play later.

Zhang Tao didn't understand what white lotus meant, but miraculously he understood the meaning of the word, and pushed the person into the conference room next door with a dark face.

Guo Shengye was pushed into the conference room, where several ninth-grade grandmasters from Kyoto were sitting.

After he stood still, he silently walked to the main seat and said directly: "No need to talk nonsense, everyone's time is precious."

Nan Yunyue and others had been informed by Zhang Tao before that this battle would be commanded by Guo Shengye.

Although some people are worried about the experience of young people, the tactical arrangements and the like are also discussed in advance by everyone. They are always around to give suggestions to the young people and check for omissions and fill in the gaps.

As for Guo Shengye's role as conductor, everyone already knew that Zhang Tao was training a successor.

These warriors of the previous generation are now getting in touch with each other more in advance. Everyone has an idea of ​​what Guo Shengye is like.

"This time in the Tiannan Catacombs, not only are the eleven cities united, we are also very likely to face the alliance between the two factions of Demon Fate and Demon Zhi."

Several ninth-grade people present nodded, and they had also considered this point.

"So kill the monsters first. If you kill them, the monsters will naturally retreat."

The demon plant lineage has been at war with humans for many years and has suffered numerous casualties, so they have long been used to it.

However, there is no demon life lineage. Under the heavy losses and his will is not strong enough, he will naturally be frightened and then retreat.

Although under Guo Shengye's consideration, it would be best to kill them all, keeping them would be a disaster.

But now that he is in this position, he must be careful and think twice about what he says.

"One more thing, I guess the ninth-grade warriors in the cave may have magic weapons in their hands, so if the magic weapons in their hands are forced out, it may also damage the trust of the monster beasts and monster plants in them."

Nan Yunyue smiled and said: "It seems that we have done a pretty good job in introducing the production method of the magic weapon into the cave."

Guo Shengye nodded and said: "Others will follow the old rules. I will have at least one member of the Shadow Legion next to each warrior, so please rest assured that we can crush them in terms of the number of high-quality products.

"

Xing Kaiwen asked curiously: "Members of the Shadow Legion? Are they all high-quality? What is their strength?"

"They are both at the eighth level, but they can fight against the ninth level, so the ninth level grandmaster doesn't have to worry about Xiao Hei being held back."

Guo Shengye's understatement made several ninth-grade people present take a breath.

Eighth grade versus ninth grade?

They couldn't help but think of Li Changsheng. The eighth-level swordsman killed the ninth-level swordsman. Could it be that all of them have Li Changsheng's strength?

Wang Yu smiled and said: "In this case, in terms of strength, we can actually crush the underground cave."

Guo Shengye nodded: "Yes, so this battle in Tiannan is actually very easy, so you don't have to worry too much."

"That's what I say, but we can never take it lightly when dealing with the underground caves."

Nan Yunyue reminded seriously.

Everyone nodded, everyone knew this. After all, they had fought against the burrows for so many years and had suffered countless casualties. No one would relax about the burrows.

This brief pre-war meeting ended like this, and Guo Shengye angrily pushed the door open and entered Zhang Tao's office.

There was only Wang Qinghai in the office. Minister Wang looked up and saw Guo Shengye, and asked doubtfully: "Are you looking for the minister? He is off work."

"..."

Guo Shengye took a deep breath: "Don't he live here every day?"

"Yes, but today his grandchildren are all planning to celebrate his birthday, so the minister went home early."

"..."

Is today actually Lao Zhang’s birthday...

Guo Shengye touched his conscience.

I really deserve to die.

Thinking like this, Guo Shengye also asked: "Today is Lao Zhang's birthday?"

Minister Wang was silent and said: "No."

So he was also very surprised why the minister's grandchildren wanted to celebrate the minister's birthday today.

Guo Shengye turned around and left. It was okay not to wait in this ruined imperial capital.

He deeply felt the insult of having his emotions played with by a scholar!

After returning to the Magic City, Guo Shengye was dragged into the martial arts club by Fang Ping.

The windows of the president's office were bright, and Guo Shengye was a little curious about it.

Although Guo Shengye has been the president of the martial arts club for a year, he has rarely entered the president's office.

"I want to ask you, where is Lao Wang's teacher? Is he still alive? Can Lao Wang find him?"

Wang Jinyang was very kind to Fang Ping, and Fang Ping had already made up his mind.

In this Tiannan battle, he will accompany Lao Wang to find his teacher.

"Well...you know that Zhenxing City will also send people there this time, right?"

Guo Shengye opened another topic, and Fang Ping nodded without knowing why. He had heard Qin Fengqing talk about this.

After Jiang Chao returned to Star City, he and Qin Fengqing also communicated frequently online, and their friendship became better and better.

"The outer boundary of the realm where the ancestor of the Yang family is located is where Teacher Wang Jinyang is currently located."

Fang Ping took a deep breath, the land of the realm...needs to cross the forbidden sea...

The word "traveling through mountains and rivers" is no exaggeration when used on the way to the land of the realm.

Fang Ping's eyes were firm: "I understand."

Isn’t it the land of boundaries?

go!

must go!

When Fang Ping saw Guo Shengye turning to leave, he quickly shouted: "Hey, is your Xiao Tang still with me?"

"It's not there." Guo Shengye said strangely: "After you and Teacher Huang went down to the cave, the two of them have been staying in the cave. You don't always think that it is with you, right?"

Fang Ping, who had been sleeping with his clothes on and taking a shower with the door and windows closed, was silent for a while and laughed dryly: "Hahaha, hahahahahaha, how could I feel like this? I already knew it was gone."

Guo Shengye glanced at Fang Ping. He sometimes felt that Fang Ping and Lao Zhang were quite similar, but...

It is indeed an illusion.

Fang Ping, this idiot.

In the next few days, Guo Shengye stayed at home.

Because of his old mother, Ms. Jin Yilin attaches great importance to Guo Shengye and Guo Sheng's twentieth birthday.

"When a man is twenty, he is the most important person, and the most important thing is his husband. How can he not pay attention to it?"

Ms. Jin Yilin spoke plausibly.

Guo Sheng complained in a low voice: "Even if my brother is less than twenty, no one would dare to say that my brother is not a husband."

As soon as he said these words, Guo Sheng's head was held by Guo Qizhi, and he bowed and apologized to his mother.

I celebrated my twentieth birthday at home.

Guo Xuan did not go home due to his duties at the military academy, so the four people at home worked hard all day and finally made a beautiful cake.

In the evening, candles were lit on the cake and the lights in the house were turned off.

In the darkness, only the candlelight danced.

The two brothers sat opposite each other and made wishes over a cake.

Hope the family is safe.
To be continued...
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