Jiang Wang and Chong Xuanzun walked out of the Tianxia Platform side by side, leaving behind the towering Liuhe Pillar.
Qiao Lin and other Tianfu soldiers walked silently behind, relying on the two of them.
They left nearby, but they took a different exit from Ji Zhaonan.
The two of them were walking and chatting, and they had a pretty good conversation about some spiritual issues.
They had practiced together at Dianjiangtai for five days before, and the two of them had hardly spoken to each other. After coming to Guanhetai, they did occasionally chat.
It’s not that the relationship between the two of them is good.
It’s just like Cao Jiu said, when you are on the battlefield, you are the leader.
At Guanhe Terrace, they are a united front, fighting on behalf of Qi State against the geniuses of other countries. After returning to Linzi, they will still fight about what should be fought, and they will still care about what should be argued about.
Jiang Wang has been to the Mysterious Realm to fight, and Chong Xuanzun comes from a family of famous generals, so he naturally understands this truth.
The two of them are wearing fluttering white clothes, and the other is wearing a green shirt and carrying a sword.
One is graceful and graceful, the other is calm and composed.
They are all extremely talented people, with different natural styles. Even on the river viewing platform where the talented people gather, they are very eye-catching.
Walking and chatting along the way, people often look back.
"Ji Zhaonan's shot must not be avoided. We should..."
Zhongxuan Zunzheng said and stopped.
There is a person in front of you, an acquaintance.
Wearing the dark green military uniform of the Spring Death Army, he is supported by his extremely tall stature, and has a long face, a high nose and deep eyes.
My body is covered with dust and the murderous aura on the battlefield has not disappeared.
Just standing there among the people coming and going.
Like a flagpole stuck there.
When his eyes came over, the arrogance disappeared.
Then he was stunned.
Also stunned were Chong Xuanzun and Jiang Wang.
“Why are they together?”
“Is this too sudden?”
“I should watch a few more choices...”
The three of them probably had this kind of mental activity.
The silence froze for a moment.
Zhong Xuanzun and Wang Yiwu spoke almost at the same time.
“Didn’t you say you couldn’t come?”
“My master refused to let me come, so I sneaked here.”
Then shut up at the same time.
“What is that?” Jiang Wang touched his nose uncomfortably and said to Chongxuan, “I’m going back first.”
Wang Yiwu glanced at him indifferently: "Don't worry, I won't cause trouble for you when I come this time. As soldiers, the overall interests of the country are our top priority."
These words are meant to be peaceful for the time being, but they sound uncomfortable no matter how you listen to them.
This person named Wang is really interesting.
For those who don’t know, I thought I lost last time, and now I’m especially afraid of you!
Did I pay attention to you? You just slapped your nose in your face?
Jiang Wang came to Guanhe Terrace because he came here to be number one in the world.
The youthful spirit in my heart is at its peak as never before. I won’t show any weakness to anyone I meet.
The trace of embarrassment he felt earlier was gone. He raised his eyebrows and said with an imposing manner: "People are most afraid of making excuses for themselves. In fact, if General Wang wants to cause trouble, it doesn't matter. I don't think it will affect the country.
The big picture.”
As soon as Wang Yiwu came, he opened his mouth to reassure the country's top talent who had already decided to go to war. This was already crazy.
But Jiang Wang’s reply was even more crazy. It means that I will solve you without any effort at all, so what impact will it have?
Wang Yiwu’s eyes darkened.
He ran out on his own without changing into the uniform of the Spring Death Army.
The battle at Jianfeng Mountain made him famous all over the world again.
Having experienced the baptism of war, he clearly has the aura of a "master of war".
This time, all his eyes were on Jiang Wang.
Just one person is like a thousand troops and thousands of horses arrayed in formation, controlling the horses and waiting for orders and setting off the strings.
Jiang Wang looked at him without any sign of weakness, like an unsheathed sword with its sharp edge exposed.
The two of them were tit for tat, and if they disagreed, they would have to fight again here.
Only for the Tianfu soldiers who were following behind, you looked at me and I looked at you, looking at each other in confusion.
It stands to reason that they should all face Wang Yiwu. After all, Wang Yiwu is the pride of their army, and he is the direct disciple of the Great Qi Military God. However, the Tianfu Army soldiers represented by Qiao Lin have not been getting along with Jiang Wang these days.
It's also really enjoyable.
The most important thing is that their current duty is to protect Jiang Wang.
Soldiers must be on the side of duty, but Jiang Wang and Wang Yiwu...does a fight count as an attack?
Jiang Wang’s blood is rising, should they stop him?
For a while, there was some dilemma.
On the other hand, it was Zhong Xuanzun, who was fluttering in white clothes. He took a step forward casually and easily cut off the momentum collision between the two.
He shook his head helplessly: "I said, why don't you two worry about it after you return to Linzi? This is the river viewing platform after all. All the countries in the world are watching!"
The Liuhe Pillar behind him is still protruding from the top of the clouds.
The waves of the long river in the distance are still rolling by.
On the river viewing platform, there are still people wearing costumes from various countries, coming and going.
Those Tianfu soldiers were still looking at each other.
Wang Yiwu raised his chin, and finally withdrew his gaze, his face expressionless.
If it weren't for his arrogance and arrogance, Jiang Wang would never pay attention to him. Now he didn't want to let other countries laugh at him, so he left the hilt of his sword with his right hand.
“Let’s go.” Chongxuan sighed: “Go back to Qijie first.”
Although these two people are at war with each other, there is no other way. There is only one road, and there is only one foothold on Qi Street. Deliberately going one behind the other will only make it more awkward, and who is in front and who is behind? If they can't decide, they will fight again... so we have to go together.
go back.
Zhong Xuanzun walked silently in the middle.
With Jiang Wang here, it is not good for Chong Xuanzun and Wang Yiwu to say anything alone, and it is even worse to force Jiang Wang to say something together.
It’s very uncomfortable anyway.
The three of them were silent along the way, silently speeding up their pace. At this point, they seemed to have a tacit understanding.
With this speed up, Qijie will arrive soon.
In the queue of Tianfu's soldiers, Qiao Lin also breathed a sigh of relief. Just now he almost used the military's warning weapon to invite General Cao.
Turn around the corner and you will see the tall archway along the street.
There was a Tianfu sergeant standing in front. As soon as he saw them, he immediately turned in. Maybe Cao was waiting for news about them.
Jiang Wang and the three of them took a few steps forward half embarrassedly, feeling a sense of relief in their hearts.
Suddenly, gongs and drums roared, firecrackers exploded, and fireworks reflected in the sky.
Amidst the sudden noise, a large group of people came out with smiles on their faces.
There are Xu Xiangqian, Zhao Wuyan, Zishu, Li Longchuan, Yan Fu and Wen Tinglan.
The fourteenth man in armor was holding a gong and stood firm.
One person is as wide as two people, Chongxuan Sheng, holding a gong mallet tied with red silk, and banging it happily.
“Dang-dang-dang-dang-dang!!!”
He opened his fat hands, turned around, and smiled several times on his fat face: "Surprise!"
The smile froze.
The words Jiang Qingyang were on my lips and I swallowed them.
that which appeared before him.
From left to right, there are Wang Yiwu wearing the dark green military uniform of the Spring Death Army, Zhong Xuanzun in fluttering white clothes, and finally Jiang Qingyang in green clothes with a sword.
Wang Yiwu’s face was expressionless, Zhong Xuanzun’s eyebrows jumped, and Jiang Qingyang covered her face with one hand.
What a stiff scene this is for your mother!
For a time, the gongs and drums stopped, and the smiling people stopped talking.
Zishu, who didn’t know what was going on, clapped his hands and slowly stopped...
What he was chanting in his mouth was the congratulatory message created by Xu Dacai: "Qingyang Qingyang, you are the strongest! Jiang Wang Jiang Wang, the number one is in sight!" Finally I couldn't look at it anymore...
Only the lit fireworks and firecrackers were still exploding bundle by bundle.
bang!
Colorful colors dance in the sky, as if giving a warm annotation to this embarrassing scene.
