You can do things urgently, but you can't panic.

At the same time, people must learn to be self-aware.

Therefore, even if Uncle Zheng knows that he is really well-known in the Yan army, and he is the celebrity in front of Jingnan Hou, but in the final analysis, he is not an "indigenous" of the Jingnan army.

Facing his latecomer, Chen Yang Renjuan’s generals are polite, and agree with them, but it’s not the friendship that was once eaten by a spoon in a big pot. In fact, there is still such a share between each other. .

Furthermore, the Jingnan Army, including the entire Eastern Expedition Army at the moment, is truly the one and only person who is Tian Wujing.

Therefore, when Tian Wujing did not give orders and did not give Wang Ling, he wanted to mobilize an entire army around him. It would be too small to look down upon Tian Wujing's military discipline literacy under his rule.

but,

The enthusiasm of the masses cannot be ignored, and it does exist objectively.

Therefore, at this time, it is necessary to "support" the appearance.

When I first opened a studio in my previous life, it was very difficult to operate at one time. In the most difficult time, the living expenses of the big guys were gone;

Zheng Fan took the owner of the studio to the sales department of a nearby real estate as the trustee, and included a lunch for two hundred yuan per person a day.

Only then passed that hard time.

And this time, the childcare Zheng Fan was looking for was Li Fusheng.

Zheng Fan’s "performance" was wonderful,

But it is obviously impossible for Yu Xuanang to get unconditional following in a gilt armor like Jingnanhou, even if he used his own energy and blood to make the voice higher and higher during the previous call. Far away, but most of the Yanjun soldiers are actually still hesitating.

Especially the few generals of the Jingnan Army, even more confused.

But with Zheng Fan slaying a Chu man with a single blow, and with Li Fusheng's cavalry starting to charge, the surrounding Yan army phalanx finally began to follow along.

The Chu people were robbing food and were hungry for many days. They were already weak, and they also removed their weapons. At this time, they were in a mess, and in front of the elite cavalry, they were huddled together with a group of lambs. It really makes no difference.

Li Fusheng’s cavalry slammed directly into the Chu people, brandishing their sabers and stamping them with iron hoofs. For a time, the Chu people wailed.

The rest of the Yan army have taken the initiative to break away from the establishment and join in without authorization. Slowly, groups of Yan army cavalry began to charge from several directions towards the place where the Chu people gathered.

This is actually another form of "soldiers",

It means that the soldiers spontaneously began to have mass reactions on a large scale without the order of the peak.

The senior officers, the generals and generals, seemed a little constrained.

On the one hand, they did not receive the military order, they only saw Zheng Fan riding a brave calling for everyone to kill the prisoners. The sense of order imprinted in the bones of the soldiers made them repel Zheng Fan's dispatch at this time;

But on the other hand, everyone knows the relationship between Zheng Fan and the King of Jingnan. Zheng Fan suddenly risked a big deal to make this out. It is not possible that there is the shadow of his own prince behind him.

Therefore, these generals did not effectively restrain their subordinates in time and chose a default posture.

In short,

Rhythm,

Was taken up.

Yan Jun raised the butcher knife, and frantically slashed at the Chu people who were stalking their heads.

And Zheng Fan, who set off this wave,

He didn't plunge into it again, just like Li Fusheng, to enjoy this so-called feast of blood and light.

Anyway, it’s a foregone conclusion that he can’t make a move by himself now;

Then let yourself take a break and be hypocritical for a while.

The edge of the knife fell down, and the drops of blood on the blade fell drop by drop. The brave under the crotch turned his head and looked at Zheng Fan on his back. It actually wanted to go in and play, but I don’t know why. At this moment, the "distressed brother" suddenly quieted down.

The screams of Chu people are endless, and it's not pleasant to speak of, but Uncle Zheng, who has experienced countless battles, is actually used to it for a long time.

Looked up,

Looking into the distance,

In my heart,

There was no shock and panic that I felt when I received this order from the King of Jingnan at the beginning.

On the contrary, I feel a little relaxed and a little floating.

This is a very strange feeling. I don't like it, but I don't feel it annoying.

Pixiu under the crotch tried to take a step and walked forward. Seeing that Zheng Fan had no response, he walked forward again.

Just as he was about to rush into the crowd and step on people,

Zheng Fan suddenly tightened the rein on its neck.

"Roar!"

Pai Yao screamed in dissatisfaction, but still followed Zheng Fan's instructions, ran away from the battlefield and circled northward.

Gradually,

The screams and screams gradually diminished,

It's not that the Chu people's prisoners of war have been killed, even if it is 40,000 pigs, it is not easy to kill them all in a short time.

The distance is far away, the noisy will naturally be farther away.

Pai Yao moved his hooves with a little dissatisfaction.

Zheng Fan turned over and walked to the river.

Following Tian Wujing's previous appearance, he squatted down by the river, reached out his hand and grabbed a handful of water and patted it on his face.

The water is a bit cold, with a bit of earthy smell.

Zheng Fan shook his head.

He sat back by the river.

He raised his head again, looking at the setting sun in the distance, frowning and stretching.

Immediately afterwards, he habitually took out an iron box from his chest. In fact, there was only one cigarette left in it.

He hasn't returned to Shengle from the expedition to the present, so he naturally didn't add the blind brand cigarettes. This last one was deliberately left on him as a thought.

I lit a cigarette with a fire fold,

Take a deep breath,

Zheng Fan slowly closed his eyes.

Smoke began to spit out slowly in the mouth.

At this time, Zheng Fan's brave appeared a little restless, and even buried his head uncharacteristically.

Another adult Beast came here slowly. Sitting above it was Tian Wujing.

Tian Wujing looked at Zheng Fan now, his eyes calm.

But in the concealment, it seems that there is thunder hidden.

Tian Wujing fell on the ground, walked behind Zheng Fan, and said

"Feel uncomfortable?"

When Tian Wujing’s voice rang from behind him,

Uncharacteristically, Zheng Fan didn't get up and salute immediately.

Instead, he naturally stretched out his hand without shaking the soot,

Nodded.

"Look at what you look like."

Zheng Fan has always been regarded as his "student" by Tian Wujing.

In fact, no matter in which age, succession to people is often more important than one's own blood and heirs.

Heirs are just the continuation of one's own blood; while the mantle is the transmission of spirit.

After a few generations, no matter how deep the blood relationship is, it will actually be weak, but some spiritual things can often last forever.

It's just that being Tian Wujing's "student" seems to be very beautiful, but the pressure it bears is beyond ordinary people's imagination.

When he treats you well, he is really good;

When he exercises you, if something goes wrong, you will be gone.

"Master, I feel uncomfortable because I found that I didn't feel uncomfortable in my heart."

Hearing this answer, Tian Wujing slowly closed his eyes.

Two men,

One sitting,

One stands.

Standing high,

Sitting in a low position;

a long time,

Zheng Fan suddenly laughed.

Threw the cigarette butts into the river,

Reached out and grabbed a handful of mud around him and smashed it into the river.

"Don't you like it?" Tian Wujing asked.

Zheng Fan raised his head.

Looking at Tian Wujing standing behind him,

Tao

"Master, I like to be you, but I don't like to be you."

What I want to be is the appearance of you riding like a cloud under your side,

Rather than wanting to be like Tian Wujing, you are so repressed that it is no different from self-harm.

Tian Wujing nodded thoughtfully.

Open the way

"I know."

"call………"

Zheng Fan silently adjusted his body, changed his sitting posture to kneeling, and turned toward Tian Wujing.

"Master, please forgive me."

"What you said is the truth. In the military, it is only a crime to lie to the military, and there is no crime of telling the truth."

Tian Wujing lowered his body and sat down by the river bank.

He glanced at Zheng Fan who was kneeling there,

Tian Wujing reached out his hand and didn't pat the position where Zheng Fan was sitting before patted his side.

"sit down."

"Thank you, Lord."

that's all,

Two brave horses stood side by side and complained, the one with the smaller end was obviously a little flustered and lacking in confidence;

Just like the two men in front,

One's back is like a stalwart mountain, and the other seems to be suppressed a little sluggish.

Although General Zheng was in the Shengle Army, he was greeted by a hundred responses, but in Shengle City on weekdays, he was able to wave his hands to attract the warm cheers of the local people;

But when I was with Tian Wujing,

Who can hold him in aura?

Of course, there is no need to suppress this.

"Actually, this king doesn't want you to take the same path as me."

Zheng Fan was stunned when he heard this.

Previously, he just wanted to vent his emotions somewhat presumptuously, so the rare true feelings were revealed.

After all, Tian Wujing is no longer majestic, but in Zheng Fan's view, he actually looks like a strict brother of his own.

As a younger brother, under the premise of restrictions, it is reasonable to cry, make trouble, and vent your emotions.

Of course, this has to be done well.

After that, it's annoying;

Mr. Wei once said that the Superintendent of Li Zhi lacks talents like Zheng Fan.

Because this kind of how to be intimate with the master but not overstepping the rules, it is really the highest-end knowledge for these slaves who want to climb up.

In Wei Gonggong's opinion, Zheng Fan is the master of this way.

But how he plays is his own business. What Zheng Fan didn't expect was that Tian Wujing actually seemed to want to say something in his heart at this time.

This made Zheng Fan instinctively feel a little horrified.

"This road is too bitter, too tired, and too lonely."

Zheng Fan knew that because this road was stained with blood, it was blood that could not be cleaned and erased anyway.

"Master, if you were given another chance, how would you choose?"

Zheng Fan couldn't help but ask this sentence.

silence,

silence,

silence……

a long time,

There was a smile on Tian Wujing's face. It was not warm, but it was not a bitter smile, and even with a slight relief.

Tao

"This king has already been chosen."

At this time,

The surface of Wangjiang River in front of the two of them had already begun to be red. It was upstream, and the blood of Chu people flowed into Wangjiang.

Tian Wujing pointed to the upstream direction,

Tao

"Let's go up and take a look, don't waste it. Your pattern is very big, but if you don't have enough courage to fill it, then no matter how big the pattern is, it will eventually be empty."

Zheng Fan stood up in silence, turned his head, glanced at Tian Wujing who was still sitting on the river bank, and then started to walk upstream.

Tian Wujing’s voice sounded again

"Budo and life are actually the same. The more you go up, the more blood and corpses you see.

You don't have to like it, it will become like Li Fusheng, into the wrong way;

You can't go numb, under numbness, you ignore more than just things you don't want to see. "

"Master, what should I do then?"

Zheng Fan asked as he walked south along the river bank.

"You have to learn to adapt."

This is the answer given by Tian Wujing.

The blood in front of you is fresh. You can see them tumbling and soaking in the river surface, and you can smell the blood in the air at the tip of your nose.

Zheng Fan adjusted his breathing and walked forward step by step, the words of Tian Wujing still echoing in his mind.

This is a reminder, from a tyrannical existence that could defeat the Juggernaut under one-on-one.

Zheng Fan naturally knows how important and precious this kind of dialing is, so it must not be wasted.

The Pai Yao who belonged to Zheng Fan saw Zheng Fan walking up alone. He instinctively wanted to follow, but was blocked by the bigger Pai Yao beside him.

In the afterglow of the setting sun,

Zheng Fan walked slowly,

Gradually,

As the upper reaches of the Yan army's killing of Chu people began to intensify,

The blood on the surface of the river also began to thicken.

It seems that the qi and blood in Zheng Fan's body began to agitate gradually because of the stimulation of the vision.

The corpse of a Chu person floated down the surface of the river.

Next, the second one, the third one, the fourth one...

Soon, there is no need to count anymore, because some of the counts are already unclear.

Upstream, a Yanjun knight began to chase downstream, using bows and arrows to shoot and kill those Chu people who tried to escape from the river.

Chu people’s water quality is generally much better than that of Yan people.

But since the killer had already begun, Yan Ren would naturally not be polite, let alone give Chu Ren the possibility of escape.

When the knights passed by Zheng Fan, they recognized Zheng Fan and the uncle Hirano.

Seeing that the General Soldier who had set off a wave of killing prisoners was walking south by himself at this time, some knights greeted, and some knights just slapped their chest armor with a saber in response.

But after seeing Zheng Fan seem to have no time to pay attention to them, just walking south with his head buried in his mind, these knights stopped making any stops and continued to chase their own goals.

After Tu Dao opened the front, it was naturally impossible to stop it in time.

At the beginning, when the Jingnan Hou killed himself, the Jingnan sergeants who were so red-eyed and under great psychological pressure were almost slaughtered at the same position as the queen.

But fortunately, there are enough Chu people here, even if it is not enough for all the Yan Sergeant soldiers to cut down a first level, but it is more than enough to splash some blood on his armor.

As he walked, Zheng Fan suddenly felt that there was still a shadow beside him.

On the left side of his body, he seemed to be walking with him.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw a man wearing a black sweater with a cigarette in his mouth, his eye sockets a little sunken, and his knuckles white.

This person, very familiar, is the kind of familiarity that is almost about to break through the barrier.

But it was such a stranger again, it seemed to be a stranger for a long, long time.

No matter how strong Acacia is, no matter how much nostalgia, once it is divided into the present and the past, it will become the real end of the world.

Zheng Fan felt his vision began to blur.

His perception,

Suddenly there was a slight deviation and trance;

who am I,

I am Zheng Fan.

Then me,

Which Zheng Fan is it?

In my mind, it seemed that I was in the studio when I was rushing for the draft. The ashtray was full of cigarette butts, and in the trash bin under my feet, there were two buckets of instant noodles.

The curtains are tightly closed, so it is impossible to distinguish between day and night. For some people, the rhythm of life that goes through the sunset and the sunrise is no longer the mainstream.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Ear,

Beginning to hear the sound of horseshoes, and the screams of Chu people when they were shot by arrows in the Wangjiang River.

These voices dragged Zheng Fan out of the vortex of memory again, and he opened his eyes again in a daze, just when a cloud of dust came oncoming, and his eyes were lost.

"Uncle!"

"grown ups!"

From time to time, the cavalry passing by was saluting him. Zheng Fan just rubbed his eyes with his hands without responding.

at last,

My eyes feel a lot more comfortable,

But when he looked carefully to the left side of his body again, he found that himself in the sweater was still there;

Still following his own pace and frequency, walking forward step by step, and there is a smile on his face, this smile is for himself.

Is it a mockery?

It's not like.

Is it disdain?

Nor is it.

On the contrary, it seemed that he had seen something interesting and poke his own smile.

Zheng Fan stretched out his hand and patted his head. He didn't know if this was the feeling he wanted to find, but he was a little uncomfortable now, and he wanted to get out.

Moreover, Zheng Fan didn't dare to turn his gaze to the left anymore, and began to tilt to the right, hoping that there would no longer be any existence in his vision that could make him feel dazzling.

But he was wrong,

Because only then did he find out,

On my right,

There was actually a person standing.

This person was covered in blood and wore the same armor as himself. In fact, he was exactly the same as himself;

The only difference may be the red pupils in the opponent's eyes and the look of greed and enjoyment overflowing on his face.

Zheng Fan couldn't help but began to cover his ears with his hands.

He felt that he should have entered a state of mental abnormality now.

It may be stimulated by the order he ordered to kill the prisoners,

It may also be stimulated by the words of Tian Wujing,

or,

It may also be deep in my heart. The emotions and problems that have been accumulated over the past few years have been completely released at this time.

I,

Who the **** is it?

This is a question many people ask themselves.

And now,

But it was another question that Zheng Fan desperately wanted to know the answer to.

Pity,

The blind man is not by his side now.

Zheng Fan stopped, he lowered his head and squatted down.

In my mind, various pictures began to emerge in a disorderly manner.

For a while, he was in the ward where he was euthanized;

After a while, he stood at the head of Xuehaiguan city again, looking at the savages underneath the city;

Suddenly, he stood in the roast duck restaurant, watching Xiao Liuzi smiling and looking at himself, holding a roast duck in his hand;

Immediately afterwards,

He found himself standing in front of a birthday cake. The friends in the studio sang a happy birthday song to celebrate his birthday.

Accompanied by the rapid flip of the picture, there is a very strong sense of nausea.

"vomit………"

Zheng Fan put his hands on the ground and began to retching violently.

He was in pain, his brain was painful, and his whole person seemed to be torn apart, and he didn't know where he should go.

The blind man was a psychiatrist in his previous life. In fact, the other demon kings are not ordinary. In terms of character, even the most honest and honest Fan Li, where do you really think he is honest and honest?

But maybe this is black under the lights.

Having been with the demon kings for a long time, Zheng Fan has been improving and changing himself, allowing himself to adapt to them, and at the same time, adapting to the world;

The demon kings are also pleased with the changes in their patrons, because if nothing else, everyone has to be bound together. Naturally, they don't want their patrons to have no progress and stay there forever, eating and waiting to die.

But Zheng Fan is a human being after all,

The demon kings have their own experiences, have their own personal settings,

Even after the world wakes up, they have been living according to their own nature. If they can't accommodate, they won't accommodate. In short, being happy and doing whatever they want is the most important thing.

Zheng Fan was forcibly polished for a short time. Deep down in his heart, he had accumulated too many negative emotions, but there was no place to pour it out.

And the demon kings also habitually regard the increasingly progressive and changing master as a part of themselves.

In the darkness under the light, even the blind man did not notice Zheng Fan's emotional and psychological changes, so naturally he did not make any sorting out and mediation.

Originally, these problems would not break out at this time, because Zheng Fan could continue to endure, and his endurance had not reached the limit.

But today,

It broke out.

When some cavalry passed by Zheng Fan, they shouted "Uncle" or "Adult";

After a while, they saw their prince also walking behind and immediately shouted

"Lord!"

Tian Wujing followed Zheng Fan,

He hadn't planned to follow him,

What he wants is to use this blood qi to enable Zheng Fan to break through the martial realm that is stagnant in the seventh rank;

He thinks this is not difficult, because Zheng Fan's aptitude is very high.

But gradually,

Tian Wujing discovered that things seemed to have begun to go in an unknown direction.

Compared with the irritability of Qi and blood in Zheng Fan's body, Zheng Fan's own thoughts seemed to fall into an extremely complicated and painful situation.

This is no longer as simple as breaking through from the seventh rank to the sixth rank.

this is,

Going crazy.

Desperation is a dangerous threshold that many martial arts scholars need to face, but Tian Wujing did not expect this to happen to Zheng Fan at this time, because he has never heard of entering the sixth rank in the seventh rank. At times, the argument will go crazy.

This feeling is like Zhang San stole Li Si's chicken, and he needs to go to the Golden Temple to ask your majesty to judge.

at last,

Tian Wujing saw Zheng Fan in front of him holding his head in his hands and squatting on the ground. His body began to twitch and convulse, and the blood in his body was gradually turning in an uncontrollable direction.

Tian Wujing is no longer a military god, and it is impossible to know the secret of Zheng Fan's "two lives";

Therefore, in Tian Wujing's view, it may be because the "force" was too tight and the methods used were too extreme, which made Zheng Fan finally unable to withstand this pressure, which in turn gave rise to signs of collapse.

Just as Zheng Fan thinks Tian Wujing feels a little bit of his own brother,

Tian Wujing didn't really treat this guy who dared not hesitate to take in his son as a subordinate;

people,

They are all emotional.

No matter how cold the person is, he is a person after all.

Tian Wujing's right palm was slowly spread out, and a blue atmosphere slowly emerged on his side.

Everyone knows that the King of Jingnan of the Kingdom of Yan is a second-rank tyrannical martial artist, but few people know that Tian Wujing actually possesses Dao Xuan ability, although he does not cultivate Dao.

Using Taoist mentality and forcibly concentrating and shaping the heart was enough to pull Zheng Fan back from the state of being confused.

just,

Before Tian Wujing could move,

He saw Zheng Fan's body, there was a ray of black air, this black air, with a dirty and filthy breath.

Tian Wujing stopped, his eyes condensed slightly, and he did not move forward again.

And Zheng Fan in front of him stopped retching, and his body no longer convulsed as before, and even staggered to his feet again.

Everyone has opportunities for everyone.

From Tian Wujing's perspective, he didn't care that Zheng Fan had some little secrets that belonged to him, and as a general, it was impossible for him to have the harsh discrimination between righteous and evil like a rural gas refiner.

As long as that thing can be useful to Zheng Fan, he doesn't mind the existence of that thing.

Of course, the premise is really useful.

"It's kind of...interesting."

...

"Jie Jie... Jie Jie... Jie Jie..."

The laughter of the young boy began to reach Zheng Fan's ears.

Zheng Fan raised his head blankly and looked forward.

He saw Magic Maru wearing a bellyband standing there, looking at himself.

And by my side,

The two selves, one on the left and one on the right,

Still,

They are also doing the same actions as themselves.

For a while,

Zheng Fan has some doubts, and some are not sure.

The magic pill in front,

Who are you calling?

When a person loses his identity, the panic will be all-encompassing, and the sense of alienation will be stronger than the sadness of walking on the streets of a city late at night and discovering that the city has no place for oneself. Countless times.

It seems that I am an abandoned child. Although the world is big, there is no place for me to stay.

Tian Wujing didn't make a move.

Magic Maru shot.

What is the specialty of Magic Maru,

He is good at using illusions, drawing people into them, using all kinds of illusions, to constantly enlarge the loopholes in the mind, and finally let his prey collapse and hysteria.

This is the fun of Magic Maru;

Of course,

In other words,

A person who is good at creating questions, first of all, he must first understand the idea of ​​disintegration at a deeper level.

Magic pill is also very impressed,

On weekdays, as long as his "daddy" is not shot or hacked,

It can hide in the specially designed groove of the armor to sleep leisurely.

But fell asleep and fell asleep,

Suddenly I noticed something was wrong,

Wake up and take a look,

I found out that my "daddy" had made a game for himself, and he was going to be trapped to death.

You can die,

But you can be killed by me,

What do you mean by suicide yourself?

This was the first thought of Maumaru after waking up, and after this thought came up, it appeared almost without hesitation, even if there was a statue standing behind his father that made Maumaru feel a little scared of horror. exist.

"Jie Jie...Jie Jie...Jie Jie........."

In Zheng Fan's vision, Magic Maru was still smiling.

Zheng Fan was getting more and more confused. He even began to evade. He had already forgotten who he was, and he didn't dare to admit who he was, like a...black household.

"Papa Papa!!!"

Magic Maru took the initiative to run towards this side.

In fact, if you don't pay special attention to Maumaru's eyes, Maumaru is really a very cute baby image.

Moreover, his eyes, after looking at it for a long time, in fact, they will gradually get used to it.

Magic Maru ran up to Zheng Fan,

To be precise,

It was in front of three people.

Magic Maru stretched out his fleshy hand,

It's like a child ran to the front and found that his father hadn't followed him, so he ran back, trying to hold his father's hand and his father to run forward together.

Zheng Fan, who was wearing a sweater on the left, stretched out his hand.

Zheng Fan, who was wearing armor on the right, also stretched out his hand.

Only Zheng Fan himself did not dare to move.

But the magic pill did not touch their hands.

Instead, he continued to wait for Zheng Fan.

Are you...waiting for me?

Zheng Fan couldn't believe it. At this time, he seemed to have fallen into the mud. He really couldn't believe that someone would reach out and grab him.

In fact, everyone has their own sensitive period. A man or woman no matter how strong the appearance is, after encountering some stimuli or emotions that accumulate to a certain extent, they will lie in bed in the middle of the night and cry silently. On weekdays The rough nerves, at that moment, seemed to be extremely sensitive to death.

Zheng Fan is in this state now, he is actually Zheng Fan, but at this moment, he is extremely fragile.

"Put...Put..."

The magic pill is urging.

at last,

Zheng Fan stretched out his hand tremblingly.

Magic Maru took the initiative to move forward and grabbed Zheng Fan's hand.

he,

Chose me?

In an instant,

A feeling of being recognized immediately struck, as if the light of one's own world had reappeared.

The previous emotions of cowardice, fear, and trepidation all began to dissipate at this time;

Those who dissipated together were the two selves around him.

I don’t know the true face of Mount Lu, only because I am in this mountain;

When Zheng Fan was pulled up by the magic pill,

When Zheng Fan's eyes suddenly opened again,

When he was in sight,

When no more sentimentality,

He regained the truth.

Recalling the previous fragility, it even felt a little ridiculous.

What's wrong with me?

How can I have such ridiculous thoughts?

Is this still me?

If you let the blind people know, it would really be a laugh.

Zheng Fan stood up straight.

I even subconsciously wanted to conceal my previous gaffe,

She laughed twice,

Then he stretched again.

In an instant,

The qi and blood that had been restless for a long time in the body instantly became docile and began to flow in an orderly manner.

The threshold of Zheng Fan's realm had been stuck before, and it was so logically broken.

There is no earth-shattering blast,

There is no screaming wind in the wild,

some,

Only a faint black light flashed from Zheng Fan, the speed was so fast that people couldn't catch it.

Even Zheng Fan himself,

Didn't even notice at this moment that he was "advanced" in such a low-key manner?

However, the refreshing feeling that suddenly struck Zheng Fan still felt extremely comfortable.

Upstream, the screams of Chu people still kept coming. Zheng Fan yawned. He didn't feel excited, but he didn't feel cruel and terrible either.

When every army goes out, they are actually ready to kill and be killed. What's so strange about this?

Turning around, looking at the water of Wangjiang River, which had been stained with the blood of the upstream Chu people, Zheng Fan couldn't help kneeling down on the bank of the river.

Buried his face directly in the river,

a long time,

Just raised his head,

Sit up straight again~lightnovelpub.net~ Huh...hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...

Zheng Fan exhaled loudly while wiping the drops of water on his face with his hand.

Turned his head,

But he found Tian Wujing standing there not far away,

Zheng Fan couldn't help laughing

"Master, this river water is delicious now!"

...

After the conclusion of the covenant, the Chu people went out of the city;

With an order from the King of Jingnan, 40,000 prisoners of the Chu Army were killed, and the blood stained Wangjiang.

The news reached Yanjing,

The imperial court was furious,

Yan Huang was furious;

immediately,

Two edicts were issued,

One was sent to Chu State to express apologies;

The other was sent to Yupan City, reprimanding Tian Wujing for being arrogant and cutting off Wang Jue;

The King of Jingnan has changed back again,

Jingnan Hou.