My Senior Brother Is A Bit Too Cautious

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A sound of Imperial Tutor, a sound of Lord Star Monarch, the two titles are considered to be different.

Li Changshou stood behind Wen Zhong with his hands under his shoulder, feeling still in his heart. Wen Zhong didn’t even feel his aura, so he dared to assert that he was himself.

This requires Heavenly Way to make a skin like ‘Yellow Dragon’, isn’t Wen Zhong immediately fooled?

This junior is not vigilant at all.

Li Changshou nodded, went straight to the seat, indifferently said:

“You should have this moment, come and talk.”

“Master Star Monarch,” Wen Zhong bowed his head, “I don’t know what you have taught. Now that the three armies are open, the coach is in need.

Wen Zhong came to conquer the army, so he could not let the soldiers of the three armies wait for a long time. “

“Go in vain to die?”

Li Changshou asked warmly.

Wen Zhong was taken aback, and then bowed his head to make a way greeting, “Wen Zhong is the king’s life, and now he has only one fight.”

“Give it a go.”

Li Changshou laughed, saying: “Don’t even have a cup of tea?”

“Star Monarch…”

After hearing Zhong’s words, he breathed a sigh of relief and said in a low voice: “Wait a moment, I will let the discipline send you.”

Wen Zhongyan went to the tent door, whispered a few words to the outside, and then invited Mo Qilin to fall in front of the tent, and then turned back to the big tent.

Li Changshou looked at the situation in the camp with a smile, but Wen Zhong couldn’t figure out what Li Changshou was doing here, so he could only stand by and wait.

Outside the camp, the drums were thunderous, and all armies slowly approached the surrounding offensive towards Xiqi City.

Shang Jun has an absolute advantage in military strength, and Zhou Jun can only rely on geographical advantages at this time.

In the camp, Li Changshou seems to have deliberately found a topic, Wen said:

“What did you think about the strong-minded attack on Xiqi City?”

Wen Zhong thought about it a little, and said respectfully: “Zhou Ben is a minister of Shang, but he did not obey the king’s order and had ambitions. He privately expanded his armaments and conquered Fang Country. Everyone knows his intention to rebel

The king had been merciful to Ji Chang’s life, and now…”

Li Changshou flicked a little helplessly between his eyebrows, coldly said: “You think, even if you try all the Shang Army here, you have to break through Xiqi City, and at the very least consume the Zhou Country army and damage its national strength.

Right? “

Wen Zhong was silent, bowed his head faintly sighed.

“Master Star Monarch, Old Minister is dull and has no other way.”

Li Changshou said:

“Most of the troops you transferred came from various checkpoints in the northwest of Shangdi, and half of them were princes’ troops. This consumed the power of Zhou Country and did not cause much damage to Chaoge City.

You seem to think that as long as Zhou Country’s luck is destroyed, even if Enlightenment Cult is supported in the dark, Chaoge City cannot be threatened in a short time.

And your great king’s discipline can complete the renovation of Shang Country’s interior, right? “

Wen Zhong bowed his head and sighed: “Star Monarch is wise enough to help Heavenly Court start from the weak, mediate in Saint Great Cult, and eventually become the eternal fame, but Wen Zhong is no more than Section Cult a discipline, mortal a Imperial Tutor , Far from being able to mention on equal terms with Star Monarch.”

“This is just an excuse that’s all.

Anyone who admits that oneself can do nothing and says that oneself is only this is actually a kind of self-comfort and a common escape method. “

Li Changshou sighed: “Wen Zhong, you have missed too many opportunities.

For you, I haven’t seen Heavenly Way interfere with your thinking, why is it so?

Do you know that many creatures in Three Realms are scolding you at this time? Said that you killed many Section Cult cents in one effort and dragged Section Cult into the Southern Continent secular world. “

“How can there be a balance between the two in the world,” Wen Zhong said in a low voice, “Wen Zhong has lost to Section Cult, and has lost to Master Grandmaster.”

“You just have to lose to yourself.”

Li Changshou’s voice slowed down a bit: “What you did is actually a path chosen by Section Cult. Use each other that’s all.

Can you still remember the words that I said to you when I was still working on the history of Chaoge City. “

“Wen Zhong has never forgotten what Star Monarch said.”

“Then why don’t you get the hang of it?”

Li Changshou frowns saying: “I am Heavenly Court Star Monarch, Human Cults disciple, and the principal of Investiture of Gods. From the perspective of Heaven and Earth, Way Sect, and great tribulation, I must stand neutral Location.

Only in that Chaoge City, I specially wake you up several times!

Of course, this is a slight bias within the allowable range of Heavenly Way. “

Wen Zhongman was puzzled: “What did you…point to me?”

“What is the most important sentence I ask you, think about it.”

“This…”

Wen Zhong’s voice trembled, his fists were subconsciously clenched, and then he said: “If Da Shi can save the king, Wen Zhong is willing to die today! Willingly! No complaints!”

“When I appeared today, the situation between Heaven and Earth has also changed a little.”

Li Changshou leaned on the Imperial Tutor chair and said meaningful and heartfelt words:

“I don’t like Emperor Xin. He is brave, but indecisive, not a qualified Human Sovereign.

But now, this space between Heaven and Earth needs him to have a try, whether he can resist the destiny.

It doesn’t take long, ten years is enough. “

In speaking, Li Changshou threw a Jade Talisman in front of Wen Zhong.

“There are a few words in this, comprehend and comprehend by yourself, you can count as much as you comprehend.

After you die, I will block the Investiture of Gods stage for a while and give you a chance to dream about Emperor Xin.

Use your death to wake up Emperor Xin, and finally have a try.

I will not put any hope on Emperor Xin, nor will I have any pity for Great Shang. Today, I will assume that I have never been here. “

The voice fell, and Li Changshou’s figure disappeared quietly from his seat.

When Wen Zhong looked up, there was still Li Changshou’s silhouette. He quickly lowered his head and picked up Jade Talisman and looked at it. The writing inside was rapidly fading, and he hurriedly wrote down those words.

When the handwriting disappeared, Jade Talisman transformed into a jade pendant, and the Dao Rhyme surrounding the big tent also disappeared with the wind.

Everything is like a dream.

It’s like thinking about myself.

Wen Zhong thought of something, and immediately stood up, crushed the jade pendant in his hand, and put the debris into the storage magical treasure in his sleeve.

He groaned a few times, Wen Zhong digested all the words in him, and then gently exhaled.

The sun outside the account is just right, with a little dust.

Wen Zhong stepped out of the tent step by step, and there seemed to be a lot of illusory shadows around him, revealing all kinds of pictures.

‘From now on I will call the doctor a teacher. From now on, I will ask the teacher to advise much. The disciple is set to follow the teacher’s instruction and be a promising king. ’

‘Teacher, see if I can carry this tripod! ’

‘Teacher, I hate the discipline! I hate it! The ministers collude with the princes, bigwigs secretly pass the song! The ancestral foundation could it be destroyed in the hands of the discipline! ’

‘What should I do, saying that the fear of being alone and outnumbered will not come to them. Who would really respect me 30% with this voice. ’

‘Teacher, how many lives does Great Shang have? ’

‘Teacher…’

‘Teacher…’

“Master, what’s wrong with you?”

Wen Zhong was awakened from the entranced, looked towards the side of the magecraft’s discipline, showing a kind smile.

“How is the army preparing?”

“The three armies are ready, the soldiers have been arranged, and you can fight at close quarters with the Zhou army in one hour.”

Wen Zhong slowly nodded, took the golden whip held by the side sergeant, turned over and jumped onto Mo Qilin’s back.

“Make the drums louder, inaudible!”

“Yes!”

……

In the clouds, Li Changshou’s Paper Daoist sat quietly, pointed out a short table made of clouds and mist, took out a pot of Jade Lake special brew, and drank in the air.

Heaven and Earth are slain, and the black crowd seems to thicken the earth seven-eight chi.

I don’t know who uttered the first shout, bowstrings, wheels rolling, strange beasts often hissing, horseshoes, millions of mortal simultaneously roaring, one after another blood and qi soaring into the sky Up.

The great war has started.

Immortal is mixed with mortal aura, flying sword is deadly, magical treasure is dazzling;

A warrior has a thousand unstoppable courage, hordes of powerful men swinging heavy hammers, crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood, sweeping away the enemy.

Shang Country, Zhou Country, Section Cult, Enlightenment Cult, both sides display their abilities, and the killing is inextricably difficult.

Both sides are as if they heard that they are deeply trapped in the Qi Refiner that cannot extricate themselves from mortal. At this moment, regardless of karmic hinderance, they are urging magecraft to kill the enemy.

Without him, they are all Little Immortal people who lost themselves in the sound of ‘Fairy Master’ and ‘Senior’.

And like Yang Jian, Nezha, Thunderclap Seed, they are all chasing Section Cult to compete, and they will not move mortal.

Look at Wen Zhong, riding Mo Qilin, with vertical eyes on his forehead, and a golden whip that has defeated more than a dozen Enlightenment Cult immortals in a row, and he is about to tear a gap in the Zhou army battlefield.

Suddenly hearing the sound of a thunderclap, Thunderclap Seed killed from the left, wrapped in lightning, and a Vajra stick stopped Wen Zhong steadily.

Wen Zhong actually ignited the Spiritual Body directly, regardless of the random killing;

Shang Army’s morale was shocked, and the whole army was on the front, no matter how strange his Zhou army was, no matter how sharp his traps were in front of him.

Fighting for half a day, rivers of blood.

At sunset, Xiqi City broke.

Shang Army one by one was blushing, but the remnants of the Zhou Army were quite tough, and they retreated from the battle, encircling the elite of Shang Army around the east gate of Xiqi City.

The remnant army following Shang Army was suddenly ordered by Wen Zhong. They retreated to the nearest Xiongguan with a little puzzled.

And when they retreated, two armies, one from the south and the other from the north, drove outside the city of Xiqi, but the two princes allied forces ‘just happened’ to come.

In the city of Xiqi, Wen Zhong led the remnants to fight to death, the discipline has died in the fight, and the general love has died.

Mo Qilin was crushed by Yang Jian with a punch.

The golden whip was shot by Nezha’s flaming spear.

The divine light shot from Wen Zhong’s forehead with vertical eyes could not hurt the two wings of Thunderclap Seed.

The more than a dozen Section Cult Qi Refiners who suddenly rushed to help were steadily stopped by Enlightenment Cult, and there were more than a dozen piles of ash.

“Wen Zhong!”

Jiang Shang sits on the back of the four different animals, dressed in a plain cloth, surrounded by a strong man who is condensed by the way technique, guards several layers, holding a wooden whip, loudly shouted to Wen Zhong:

“Erben is the Immortal Soldier outside the party, why do you want to help Emperor Xin to abuse!

Now that you are dead, why not just drop your armour and return! Nian Er Zhongliang, I can spare your life! “

“hmph!”

Wen Zhong was coldly snorted, and the hundreds of Armored Soldiers left behind also glared at Jiang Shang.

“It’s just a gangster! How dare to speak conceited nonsense! Where is Huang Feihu, get out of here!”

Jiang Shang shouted: “I don’t know the number of days and stubborn, then Emperor Xin is tyrannical, unethical, dishonest, and disheartened! King Wu Cheng couldn’t bear it and came to Zhou Country to join the Ming Master. What’s wrong?

You could it be that Emperor Xin was drunk and intended to bully the wife of King Wucheng? It is even more about forcing his wife to jump off the tall building! “

“hahaha, hahaha!”

Wen Zhong’s eyes were full of sadness, and he raised his head and cursed:

“What the hell is this, you and I Qi Refiner know everything!

Emperor Xin’s harem is no more than a few concubines. If you are really greedy for women, why is it so!

Huang Feihu!

You are really worthy of Your Majesty’s high regard for you, worthy of the word Wucheng on your shoulder! “

“Different ways, cannot make plans together.”

Jiang Shang held the wooden whip high in his hand and was about to drop Wen Zhong.

“wait a moment!”

shouted in a low voice, there was a sound of armor rubbing, Huang Feihu rode on the five-color Divine Ox, turned over from the back of the cow, lifted the hem of his robe, and landed slowly on one knee.

“Flying Tiger lost to Imperial Tutor, but not to the King!”

Wen Zhong was so angry that he cursed: “You rebellious minister!”

Huang Feihu arched his hands with a bit of pain in his eyes, and slowly closed his eyes: “Flying tiger, send Imperial Tutor a ride.”

Wen Zhong smiled miserably, his anger in his eyes faded a lot. He looked around, his eyes scanned the God General in Zhou Junzhong, and the a Enlightenment Cult fairy in Zhou Junzhong’s hiding.

great tribulation, destiny.

“When, this destiny will be fate.”

Wen Zhong murmured, his eyes a little more tranquil.

He suddenly became angry, his figure violent, and slapped Huang Feihu with a palm!

Suddenly there was a surging fire on the side, a red stone pillar appeared behind Wen Zhong, and lines after lines of chains appeared on it, forcibly pulling Wen Zhong’s body back.

Fire Dragon sticks out his tongue, and the flames stand upright, causing many mortals to retreat again and again.

Wen Zhong’s figure was immediately swallowed by the flames, and before he could make the slightest noise, he immediately transformed into ashes.

A ray of remnant soul overflowed from the firelight and fled directly into the void.

On the cloud, Li Changshou raised his hand a little, Wen Zhong’s remnant soul suddenly disappeared, and the investment of Gods stage divine strength appeared stagnant for a moment.

At the same time, in the Shang King Palace of Chaoge City.

In a few layers of pink curtains, I hugged Emperor Xin, a jade man sleeping soundly, dripping cold sweat on his forehead, and his eyes trembled lightly.

‘Great King, Great King…’

‘Imperial Tutor! Imperial Tutor Why are you defeated in your suit? ’

‘My lord, this is in a dream.

Old Minister, alas, Old Minister died in Xiqi City today, but the king doesn’t have to be too sorrowful. Old Minister can also go to the Investment of Gods Taichung. He didn’t really die, but belonged to Immortal World.

To make a long story short, the Old Minister only has a moment to dream, and he has a good strategy for ruling the country and tells the king!

Old Minister was defeated by sect and Master, but he was unwilling to be defeated by the king. The king also asked the king to listen carefully. He couldn’t miss a word.

The first strategy is to sin yourself, to inform the territory of Shang Country and review your own faults.

The death of Old Minister is an opportunity. The king can put all the blame on Old Minister, saying that the Old Minister used evil methods to deceive so many things, but now the torture has been impossible to subdue those princes and bigwigs, but they said that the king lost German handle.

The second strategy is to gather businessmen and unite businessmen with themselves. We did not do enough before…’

In the dream, Wen Zhong spoke quickly, but quite clearly.

Early the next morning.

Emperor Xin woke up and shouted ‘Imperial Tutor’ three times. He cried a lot from the bed and even vomited blood.

Investiture of Gods in Taichung, Wen Zhong stood quietly, looking blankly at the lines after lines of the familiar silhouette around him, who was looking at him with a smile, could not help sighing, bowed his head and made a way greeting.

“Section Cult has heard of the immortal, and hereby please sin.”