After rushing to Puyang, Wukong still felt... in his heart, he still felt... a burst of cramps of fire and white smoke everywhere.

After all, this is all damn money, and now it seems that he burned Puyang like a mentally retarded person and directly destroyed at least 200 million military supplies, but it was useless at all... It was damn burned!

Therefore, after looking straight at the corners of his eyes for a while, Wukong forced himself to stop imagining the sad scene of the countless gold coins falling into the water, but even a splash of water did not splash, and the tears of heartache and regret that he was about to fall, so he quickly lowered his head and followed the team of people and passed through the abandoned area of ​​Puyang Camp in sadness.

However, although he has arrived in Puyang and can be said to have another step to successfully escape from birth, Wukong's heart is still very depressed and keeps "bang" and there is no way..., completely calm down!

So, after passing through the abandoned area, he personally ran to Xu Ziling's side and ordered him without any hesitation: "I think the current crisis has not passed, and Song Que may come after him! So, please think of a good way to come out and solve this matter in one fell swoop!" After that, he looked at Xu Ziling steadily, waiting for the solution he thought of.

Wukong shouldn't have said this, because Kou Zhong had clearly shown that he was going to break up and rebel with him. Wukong honestly said nothing, which was already very abnormal. How could he be as slutty as he is now, constantly jumping up and down... It is obvious that he is very capable?

However, Xu Ziling seemed to see nothing abnormal at all. He respectfully clasped his fists at Wukong and replied: "You are worried too much. The White Tiger Legion is the last strong team of mules and sheep. Song Que should not give up the Tiger Prison and pursue us relentlessly. So, we just need to wait for others with peace of mind now..." Before Xu Ziling finished speaking, Wukong raised his hand to interrupt him with some anger.

"Beast! Those who have won the temple before the battle must be counted more; those who have not won the temple before the battle must be counted less. Those who have won the temple before the battle must be counted less. Compare more, and less, not to mention infinity! Do you fucking even this simple principle? If you don't chase or not, you Xu Ziling is not the worm in Song Que's stomach. How can you draw such arbitrary conclusions and say that he will not chase! Now we are running for life, do you understand escape? Regardless of whether Song Que is chasing or not, we must assume that he will chase and are rushing here quickly! Xu Ziling, don't fucking talk nonsense. I just want a solution, not your psychological comfort!" After shouting with extreme anger, Wukong looked at Xu Ziling angrily, waiting for him to come out a clever plan.

No matter what Xu Ziling said, he was also a rare hero in the world. Apart from his indecisive temperament and no big ambitions, he had almost no obvious shortcomings. He was actually one of the best candidates for the future in Wukong's heart!

Therefore, if you can't even handle this little thing, Xu Ziling would just go home and play with mud. Why do you have to pretend to be like a character here... and be embarrassing?

However, the 200,000 Northeast Army had all been knelt down. Now Xu Ziling only had eight thousand remaining soldiers in his hands, but Wukong asked him to block Song Que. This was obviously a bit... It was too hard to bully people.

So, after Xu Ziling lowered his head and pondered for a while, he still couldn't come up with any good way. Therefore, he slowly lowered his head and said to Wukong: "There is a flat horse near Puyang, and there is no excellent ambush location at all. Moreover, our army was defeated in the new era, which was the time for the morale to be the lowest. Song Que is a famous general who is intimidating the world, and the White Tiger Legion......" Before Xu Ziling finished speaking, Wukong raised his hand angrily, pointed at his nose and yelled angrily.

"What the hell are you talking about here? I'll ask you if there is a solution. You're just talking about something irrelevant here... It's useless! What I want is a solution, a solution!" Wukong, who was getting more and more anxious in his heart, had no patience at all, and shouted at Xu Ziling angrily.

When the generals and soldiers of the Northeast Army around him saw Wukong, a super ugly uncle, kissing his young marshal, basically Xu Ziling, the third-person figure of the Northeast Army, scolded him like a scolding unlucky son. They were all very angry and wanted to draw a knife to kill Wukong.

As for Dugu Can, after seeing this scene, he just glanced at his mouth with a clever look that he had known the whole truth long ago.

Although Xu Ziling has a good personality, he is not without temper. Therefore, after being forced by Wukong, he raised his head angrily and shouted loudly: "We are now in a position, and we don't have any people! I am not God, or Mr. Wolong who can borrow the east wind. If you have the ability, you will borrow a gust of north wind for me! Then, I will definitely let those who dare to chase here, Song Que and Baihu Guard... be wiped out!" After shouting in anger, he looked at Wukong annoyedly, waiting for Wukong to leave in shame, and stop making trouble with him.

However, what no one expected was that after hearing Xu Ziling's answer, Wukong not only did not leave in shame, but instead, he was stunned for a moment and immediately patted Xu Ziling's shoulder... and laughed happily.

"Hahaha... OK! Xu Ziling is worthy of being Xu Ziling. As expected, he is really a reliable person with many strategies! Okay, what I said is really great, this plan is amazing! How can you be so smart? It's so amazing! Ziling, please rest assured, borrowing the North Wind, then you will be covered by me. Isn't it just borrowing the North Wind? Isn't it just borrowing the North Wind? I'm sure I will borrow it for you! Okay, I won't delay you doing other things. Don't worry, wrapping it on me, it's definitely!" After saying with a confused and confident look on his face, Wukong ran away happily.

Looking at Wukong's slight back, whether it was Xu Ziling or Dugu Can and others around him, they all looked very confused.

Everyone really couldn't understand what Xu Ziling said, and he actually excited Wukong into such a stupid look. And..., what happened to the matter of borrowing the north wind...?

In short, it is absolutely impossible to play mahjong. After all, there is no time now. But if it weren't for playing mahjong, wouldn't Wukong really have that great ability to borrow this from God..., is the Northern Wind?

Obviously, this is just a joke. Wukong is not God's own son. Why should he say that if he can borrow the North Wind, he will definitely borrow the North Wind?

He didn't have to borrow it at all, even if God didn't like him, he didn't blow the north wind now. With his unpredictable Niu Bi formation ability, Wukong was sure to grasp it. He could directly grab the northern wind from God, which could not be blown... from the hands of God... and grab the Puyang wasteland!
Chapter completed!