At this moment, Zhang Ling, who had been left alone for a long time, said coldly: "Third Master of the Wu family, where is your fourth brother, the Corpse God?"
What is the Corpse God?
Fourth brother, is he talking about my fourth uncle Wu Buwen?
I still remember that my fourth uncle was invited by me using the magic of inviting gods.
I also asked my third uncle at that time.
Why do people use the magic of inviting gods, but the third uncle said that the fourth uncle is not a god, but a lunatic.
But now it seems that this is not the case.
"Miss Zang, don't you know?" Zhang Ling has lived a long time and has become a spirit. He saw my doubts at a glance and said with a smile: "It seems that the Wu family does not regard you as their niece. Such a big deal
I didn’t even tell you.”
When the third uncle heard what he said, he rarely refuted it, but looked at me with a worried expression.
What's going on?
I was a little stunned for a moment.
Seeing this, Zhang Ling was about to speak again, but Lin Zhenhua interrupted him: "Master Zhang, now that Wu Bai is here, I have almost recovered. Are you going to leave on your own, or will you be beaten away?"
Lin Zhenhua looked calm and indifferent when he said this.
But the power of his words should not be underestimated, because others may only be verbal threats.
And Lin Zhenhua really knows how to do it.
so……
"Great Commander-in-Chief of Middle-earth, she does not belong to Middle-earth. You cannot force her to stay." Zhang Ling said with a cold smile.
Lin Zhenhua didn't respond at all.
Jiao Mujiao, the soul-suppressing general in Kyoto, stood up directly, straightened his back and said: "Mr. Zhang, please."
It was obvious that if he didn't leave, he might not be able to leave.
"Zang Linger, we will meet again!" Zhang Ling glanced at me reluctantly and finally left.
"Who wants to see you again?" I said to him in disgust.
It wasn't until I was confirmed that he was really gone that I breathed a sigh of relief.
"What's the situation outside?" Lin Zhenhua immediately spoke, looking at my third uncle and asked.
"Don't worry, Commander, everything is under control." The third uncle responded calmly.
What does it mean?
I was completely confused when I heard this.
Is it possible that all this is really Lin Zhenhua's plan?
His phrase "How do you know China-Earth is not closing the door to beat the dogs?" is not a threat but a statement of facts?
"But Third Uncle, didn't you say that one of the twelve ancestral witches of the witch clan is here? Is my dad okay?" I asked, still a little worried.
Unexpectedly, the third uncle smiled and said: "I have seen the other witch clan members. As for the 12th ancestral witch, I guess he didn't even enter the gate. So Zang Zetian is fine."
Can't even get through the door?
No way.
"Uncle Third, are you kidding me?" I said in shock.
When the third uncle heard what I said, he blew his beard and stared in anger, and was about to scold me.
Lin Zhenhua then said: "Mr. Wu, let's go. If it's too late, I'm afraid everything will be over."
"Yes, Commander-in-Chief." Lin Zhenhua spoke, and the third uncle stopped paying attention to me.
I also hurried forward, after all, I was too curious.
One of the majestic twelve ancestral witches could not even enter Kyoto.
And the whole scene did not get out of control, on the contrary, everything was under Lin Zhenhua's control.
what is this?
However, when we came to the Kyoto Central Building, the center of the entire battle, I seemed to understand why.
because……
"Eastern China Soul-Suppressing General, Anyang Soul-Suppressing General, Mobei Soul-Suppressing General, Lingnan Soul-Suppressing General... I have met the great commander."
More than half of the twenty-eight soul-suppressing generals have arrived, and of course our old acquaintance, Longnan Soul-Suppressing General, is also here.
It's just that compared to other soul-suppressing generals, he has the most honors and is also the most miserable.
I was just about to mock him, but at the signal of my third uncle, I turned my attention to the man sitting in the center.
This man was at least in his fifties, but he was dressed neatly in a suit.
What's more important is that everyone in the room, including Lin Zhenhua's adjutant Long Yi, is standing.
Only this man is sitting.
He was accompanied by several guards and a lieutenant beside him.
"Are you Zang Linger?" As soon as I looked at the other person, he spoke first.
"Yes, I have met the chief of staff." I took a step forward and said, neither humble nor overbearing.
The Bursar was not surprised that I recognized his identity. He just smiled and said, "Are you only eighteen years old?"
"Yes." I nodded again.
But the Chief of Staff sighed: "Now is really the era of young people. We are only eighteen. It's great."
I didn't dare to answer his words.
Without him, although the Zhenhun General also has veterans like the Fuyuan Zhenhun General, most of them are young people in their early thirties like the Kyoto Zhenhun General Jiao Mujiao.
The most important thing is that their commander-in-chief Lin Zhenhua just turned thirty-one today.
Therefore, the words of the Bursar are worthy of careful consideration.
Seeing that I didn't answer, the Chief of Staff didn't say much. He just raised his head and glanced at Lin Zhenhua: "Commander, as you expected, most of the evil spirits have been caught this time, and the remaining soul-suppressing soldiers and exorcist soldiers are also working hard.
Pursuit. The exorcist soldiers of the Supervision Group suffered heavy casualties, even Councilman Zhuang and Captain Zhuang were injured. What are you going to do next?"
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
I am not surprised that Zhuang Ziwu was injured.
But that old fox Zhuang Daoran was also injured?
That's really——
Very good!
Although I thought so in my heart, I didn't dare to express it on my face.
"Zhenhua's responsibility is only to be responsible for the security of China. Now that the crisis in Kyoto has been resolved, the rest should be decided by the Secretary General." Lin Zhenhua stood upright and said respectfully.
Unexpectedly, the Bursar has not spoken yet.
A muddy and old voice came: "Well, the crisis has been resolved. More than half of our supervisory team has been damaged. Ziwu was almost killed. Kyoto has suffered a tragic victory. In the eyes of your commander-in-chief, is this such an understatement?"
Needless to say, I know who the owner of this voice is.
But when I saw the always arrogant Zhuang Daoran, wearing a damaged combat uniform and looking quite embarrassed, walking in, I couldn't help but laugh out loud.
My smile seemed particularly abrupt in the conference room where the drop of a needle could be heard.
Zhuang Daoran was about to attack, but his third uncle was the first to say: "Captain Zhuang, as far as I know, it was you who locked up the commander-in-chief first, and it was you who asked the Kyoto Soul-Suppressing General to switch defenses to Councilor Zhuang. It was also you who sent most of the Soul-Suppressing Soldiers to
He was imprisoned. More importantly, everyone saw that the four kings also came out of the banker's team. So, who do you blame for such a result now? "
Zhuang Daoran looked gloomy when his third uncle said it and said nothing.
Su Weiming hurriedly protected the Lord: "Mr. Wu San, what you said is wrong. As long as the commander-in-chief has not resigned from office, he should be responsible for the security of China. And the Kyoto Zhenhun General did not hand over the position to Councilor Zhuang. In this
If there is a problem at this critical moment, isn’t it the fault of the commander-in-chief and the fault of the Kyoto Soul-Suppressing General?”
"Su Weiming!" Jiaomujiao was already injured. Hearing him confuse right and wrong in this way, he became even more angry.
"General of the Soul of Kyoto, am I wrong? Isn't Kyoto under your jurisdiction?" This chapter has been completed!