In the past few days, Song Zizhuang had not sent anyone to find Wei Lin. Zhou Youyou thought he had other plans or other arrangements.
She is also a human spirit, and she quickly realized that there must be a problem somewhere in the middle, and without arguing, she immediately explained the composition of Wei Lin's achievements again.
As soon as Shao Haoluo walked to the door, he heard a female voice, "Wei Lin killed Yuan Fei of the Tana clan alone..."
He was petrified and narrowly missed hitting the door.
Even though everyone in the hall is an elite from the top forces of the Immortal Alliance and is well-informed, they can't help but be surprised.
It is simply unheard of to kill the Demon Realm alone in the Earthly Immortal Realm!
What's more, the one who was killed was Yuan Fei of the Tana clan. If he could become the third heir to the Tana clan, how could he be just a idiot with no cultivation?
After a long while, Song Zizhuo asked again: "How did he do it?"
Since you missed the opportunity to recruit, you might as well ask clearly in front of everyone.
Zhou Youyou looked thoughtful, "I'm not sure about the specifics. According to the soldiers present at the time, he was a sword cultivator and understood the realm of the sword's heart. There seemed to be combinations between moves.
He also used Yuan Fei's attack to break the world wall, introduced the power of the void into his moves, and used the origin of space to block Yuan Fei and the attack.
Yuan Fei must have underestimated the enemy. The fatal killing move broke out in an instant, and Yuan Fei didn't even have time to defend. "
From these few simple sentences, many people present had already summarized Wei Lin's style and image.
Sword master, sharp attack, good talent and understanding; smart, step by step, good at seizing opportunities and turning disadvantages into advantages.
This is a true genius! A genius who is completely comparable to them!
Song Zizhuang was even more annoyed at missing such a subordinate with extraordinary potential, and it was difficult to criticize Zhou Youyou in front of everyone. After all, her previous performance had shown that the problem was not with her.
He gritted his teeth and continued to ask, "What about defense?"
Attack is one thing, defense is another. When there is a huge difference in cultivation level, a high-level strongman can tear apart the body-protecting fairy shield of a low-level cultivator with just his coercion.
Although Yuan Fei looks soft and weak, she actually practices the art of assassination, focusing on killing with one blow. Her skills are very consistent with the Qionghua, her natal magic weapon. When the Qionghua comes out, hundreds of flowers are poor, and her attacks are sharp, even they can't. Gotta take a good look.
"He has shark hair." Zhou Youyou sighed secretly and thought to himself: May you wish for more blessings.
Song Zizhen was obsessed with the shark business, and his real purpose was shark silk. In full view of the public that day, he could not hide this matter at all.
On the list she submitted, she made a statement exactly as it was. After the list was handed in, Song Zizhuo remained silent. Wei Lin came to the celebration smoothly, which was strange to her.
I don’t know who manipulated the reward list, Wei Lin? Or his uncle, Daluo Jinxian? Or does the Jun family want to protect him?
Zhou Youyou felt that several guesses were not reliable.
"Squid!" Sure enough, Song Zizhen exclaimed, and the tea cup in his hand broke into pieces. The light brown tea spilled on the table, and a hazy light appeared on the table, evaporating and disappearing the tea.
He was so angry that he felt an unknown fire burning in his chest, which made him almost lose his mind. He wished he could immediately find the person who had manipulated the list and cut them into pieces.
Song Zizhuang, whose eyes were red with anger, turned his eyes and saw Shao Haoluo sitting down, and his endless anger finally found an outlet.
He almost gritted his teeth and sarcastically said: "Congratulations to Luo Shidi, we have added a capable general. I didn't expect that the lower world is full of crouching dragons and hidden tigers. If I had known that we should wander around in the lower world, we might have made some amazing subordinates."
Shao Haoluo realized that they had misunderstood, but he was too confused now and had no idea how to respond to Song Zizhuo's sarcasm. He was also worried that if he spoke casually, these people would catch him.
It would be bad if they were allowed to deduce that Shi Qi had gone to the lower world, but it would not be a big problem. Someone would help him fight back.
After venting his anger, Song Zizhuang regained most of his sanity. He immediately realized that he had done something stupid. All sixteen of the direct descendants of the Feng clan were there. Shao Haoluo was not quick to talk, but the others were quick to talk.
Everyone also knew that Song Zizhuang was angry and confused, and they all looked like they were watching a good show. You know, the people of the Feng tribe are the most defensive.
A young man with a gentle face and about the same age as Shao Haoluo spoke first, "It turns out that Brother Song Shi is in need of capable subordinates. No wonder, I heard that there was a war zone in Xiling where the entire army was wiped out. Tsk, tsk, tsk, how tragic!"
This is mainly about the yin and yang.
The girl with a resolute look rolled her eyes and said, "He would cause less trouble to a few sharks and use more money to recruit soldiers, so the whole army would not be wiped out. Look, those people have also been unlucky for eight lifetimes. Be his subordinate!"
This is a straight punch.
Shao Haoyao gently placed the tea cup on the table and opened her lips coldly: "Sister Thirteen's words are one-sided. The whole army in the defense area has been wiped out. How can it be changed by recruiting a few more soldiers? Brother, you might as well review it. The Book of War, learn how to use military force."
"Pfft!" Someone couldn't hold it back and laughed. Infected by it, everyone burst into laughter, and for a while, the whole hall was filled with laughter.
Song Zizhuo's face turned the color of pig's liver, and he stood up suddenly. Before he could speak, another clear voice sounded, "Fourteenth brother, thirteenth sister, sixteenth sister, don't be rude."
Prince Feng Shaohaoheng glared, stopped the three of them, and apologetically apologized to Song Zizheng, "My younger brothers and sisters are young and ignorant, and if they speak fiercely, Brother Song please don't get along with them."
Song Zizhuo's breath was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't spit it out or swallow it. He couldn't speak out the "violent words"!
The core children of the other three families and clans were also very amused by this divine move. Several young and high-status ones immediately held their bellies in their hands and laughed so hard that they laughed. Some even said nonchalantly that they wanted to worship Shao Haoheng. As a teacher, learn how to speak from him.
Most people apologize because their words are offensive, but it was better for him to use fierce words. Isn't it to say that Shao Haoyao and the other three did not say anything wrong, but they were not tactful enough.
While the whole hall was laughing, Song Zizhuo's face turned dark, and he said coldly: "Speaking of this matter, I am confused, and would like to ask Brother Feng Seventh to answer it. On the offensive and defensive map, the Seventeenth Dark Fire Army arrived on May 9th, why did it actually arrive on May 9th? Is it coming on May 6th?”
The difference of three days meant that the Eighth War Zone, which originally only needed two days to wait for reinforcements, needed to hold out for five days before the Zhou family's private army could annihilate the enemy and rush over.
To make matters worse, several senior members of the Wang family died mysteriously before the war. The Eighth War Zone barely managed to survive for three days before being breached. The Wang family suffered so many casualties that he couldn't even find anyone to hold him accountable.
Shao Haojin's expression remained unchanged, and his warm smile was still as warm and intoxicating as the spring breeze, "Brother Song, this is a strange question. You should ask the Seventeenth Army of Dark Fire why they did not march as planned."
(End of chapter)
