Chapter 84 Who is afraid of who plays hypocrisy

"All the magic weapons have their own instinct to choose the master, which can't be forced. After that accident, I knew that I had nothing to do with the real soul weapon, so I died, and I just ate and waited to die every day~" Gandhi said carelessly, but Murong Xiaoxian knew that what Gan said was the truth, and he had a deep understanding of this divine soldier's choice of the master.

"The reason why you were so crazy at the beginning is that this soul weapon does have its own transcendentness, right?" Murong Xiaoxian asked with a smile.

The soul weapon is said to be a mysterious weapon of a legendary sect. Users can use their soul power to stimulate the weapon. Even if you are a mortal, you only need a little soul power to beat any master in the world! If the user is a warrior, then he can easily cross the level to kill with a soul weapon! In the head of the family, have you seen the power of Boss Yue's use of this fable soul weapon? That's just one ten thousandth of the power of the real soul weapon..." Gandhi said enviously.

Murong Xiaoxian suddenly realized that he was willing to take risks at the beginning.

However, haven't these twelve masters heard of real soul weapons?

That's inevitable, otherwise, how did he make tens of thousands of soul weapons?

Then, Gandhi simply told the situation in the city. It was nothing more than a heavy snow lockdown, and all projects were suspended, but immigrants came far away in the snow. The Twelve Ming Lords also lived a simple life. There were many strong and strange-tempered people in the city.

Of course, Gandhi also shed a few tears for Yuexian and others without hesitation. After all, there is always a little affection between master and servant. Gandhi is still quite skilled in his ability to see the scenery. Although Gandhi is familiar with the etiquette of Brahma and the creation continent, after so many years of immersion in the creation continent, he can see it.

Of course, Gandhi also told Murong Xiaoxian a small secret that his Borneo nationals are descendants of immigrants from the turbid continent...

Unconsciously, it was late, and Murong Xiaoxian did not wait for the edict in the city, so he stayed in the camp at ease. After all, the city is now in a mess, and there are no stars and songs and others. I can only feel lonely when I go there. Moreover, hearing from Gandhi, there must be many soul killers in the city, which is no different from the siege of zombies. It is estimated that most of the city has been controlled and it is more unstable to go by yourself.

Thinking of this, Murong Xiaoxian hoped that the sooner the edict would come, the better.

At dinner, Murong Xiaoxian called several senior generals to accompany him and Gandhi for dinner. In fact, these senior generals are also the helpless move of the general. The real talents have long been taken away by themselves. Although they were unwilling at the beginning, under the alarmist persuasion of a lot of money** and Xingge and others, they obediently followed their plans.

After the meal, the generals left one after another. There was indescribable respect between the words, and even saluted Gandhi. The comfort in Gandhi's heart is definitely the right person this time!

After all, these generals were brought up by Murong Xiaoxian from the position of the tenth chieftain and even the head of fire army! Without Murong Xiaoxian, they would never have a day out in their life. Of course, some more talented soldiers are also quite complaining about this, but Murong Xiaoxian turned a deaf ear and just focused on promoting those useless people, because this can cause chaos! The more chaotic you are, the better. The more chaotic you are, the more you can reflect my ability. The more chaotic you are, the better it will be for you in the future...

Murong Xiaoxian believes that if these people lead troops to fight, they will lose 11 battles in ten battles!

What kind of war will really happen at that time? These soldiers are a valuable "wealth"! Whoever fights with them will increase his confidence to win the battle...

Because the centurion and above have been taken away by Murong Xiaoxian without reservation. What is the most precious thing in your own world? Talent! What is the most precious thing in this world? Still a talent!

The crowd retreated, and the servicemen came up to hold the lamp and changed the hot tea.

Murong Xiaoxian and Gandhi continued to chat without saying a word. Murong Xiaoxian found that every time he asked Gandhi's secret technique, Gandhi always cleverly went over.

It seems that I'm really not as good as Gandhi!

But maybe it's not far from that day? The descendants of turbid mainland immigrants, tut, what a blue word this is!

In fact, Gandhi had the intention to tell Murong Xiaoxian, but he had bitter words. Because the secret art is also something similar to a soul contract. If you leak it, you will inevitably be eaten back by the contract, so that you will die ugly. In a word, although Murong Xiaoxian is kind to himself, it is just the relationship between the master and the servant. He is not stupid enough to die to satisfy his curiosity.

After three rounds of tea, the lamp oil was added twice, and Gandhi kept yawning. Just as Murong Xiaoxian was preparing to let Gandhi sleep, the soldiers who kept watch outside the door hurried to deliver letters.

"Marshal! Someone outside the door asked for a meeting, saying that it was the second head, the third head and the fourth head of the Guangming Hall!" The soldiers landed on one knee and held their fists in their hands.

"Xuan!" Before Murong Xiaoxian said anything, Gandhi, who was about to fall asleep, suddenly opened his eyes and said.

Murong Xiaoxian was slightly stunned, and Gandhi then smiled awkwardly, but his smile was full of obscene ambiguity.

That soldier is even more embarrassed. No matter how high you are, you can't give orders for the marshal, right?

Murong Xiaoxian shook his head, "Bring them up..."

The personal soldier got up, then looked at Gandhi suspiciously, turned around and left quickly. I have a fatal friendship with adults. I have killed the enemy together (look aside), eaten in a pot (I served rice myself), and made a bed for the marshal in a **, er,! What a glory and friendship? Looking at your obscene appearance, you are not a good person at first glance! Marshal, why do you meet bad people?

Not long after, the soldiers came, but Murong Xiaoxian took a long breath of cold air.

Three people, a beautiful woman!

Although he was wearing a big hurt on this extremely cold winter night, he took off the hurt after entering the camp, carried it on his arm, and then brushed it together!

"I've met the big owner! Lanyan is very polite!"

"I've seen the big owner! It's polite to be green!"

"I've seen the big owner! It's a gift for Hongluo!"

Murong Xiaoxian felt a contraction in his stomach. Looking at his clothes, it was more appropriate to put the three people in the brothel!

Why do these three look more and more like the dress of a brothel woman?

The three-person shirt is extremely thin, and each of them is covered with a light gauze. Inside, 0 clothes and belly 0 pockets are clearly visible. Each pink neck is low, and the white tender meat shines under the lamp. Obviously, it is well maintained, snowy and round, and the deep gully in the chest is even more unfathomable under the light...

Even if it is a cold winter, although it is warm and cold at this moment, it is absolutely not new to freeze people to death in such a deep night.

However, Murong Xiaoxian was a little shocked by the cultivation of the three people. He visited him with his own divine knowledge, but the three seas and the divine mansion were shrouded in a faint black breath and rudely bounced back their divine consciousness. If it were someone else, I'm afraid that this trace of divine consciousness would be swallowed up by them in an instant. !

Then Murong Xiaoxian understood the reason why Gandhi was suddenly no longer sleepy, and suddenly understood the meaning of Gandhi's obscene expression...

It seems that he has been staying here, obviously wanting to see a good play.

"Oh, you're welcome! Hearing that the three of them came to visit late at night without taking a break, Murong was deeply ashamed. Please sit down, please sit down quickly! Come on, let's have tea!" Murong Xiaoxian began to show the fox tail. Humph, playing hypocrisy, who is afraid of whom?

Daily ten thousand machines? I don't think it will come down in two hours to change this dress and this style.

Entering the house late at night, if you are not a traitor, you will be a thief...

"I heard that the great master fought a victory in Gaoci County. With the strategy of a surprise attack of vegetation and ash, he almost took Gaoci County without a blood blade, which really rose in the prestige of the temple! Congratulations. I was going to come with a congratulatory gift, but when I thought that the big owner would have to go back to the city sooner or later, it was very inconvenient to move around, so I put it in the residence of the big owner. The woman who claimed to be blue face said, Murong Xiaoxian found that the woman's face was beautiful, but she only applied a layer of cyan eye shadow on her eyes, um, blue face, blue eyes...

"Ha ha, no, this is all the blessing of the Twelve Ming Lords. This battle can't be used without the cold, heavy snow and strong wind." Murong Xiaoxian directly omitted the temple and put the Twelve Ming Lords in the front.

The blue face was slightly shocked, but the smile in her eyes was stronger. Ha ha, the big head is really funny. However, after all, the big master is a big celebrity in the eyes of the Lord, and our sisters will rely on your breath to live in the future..."

Murong Xiaoxian said in his heart, fortunately, you didn't say that you have to take over my rain and dew in the future, otherwise I would be really in trouble... However, this breath doesn't seem to be far from the rain and dew. One day if you accidentally catch a cold, you may get wet with your own rain and dew...

"The master is really a master. My sister saw the glass of the big head..." Her face was extremely soft, but she was a woman with green eye shadow. She saw that her face was a wooden essence, green and thick, and really thick! The previous sentence stunned Murong Xiaoxian directly, and Murong Xiaoxian simply filtered all the words.

The glass of the big house! Are you praising me or hurting me?

"Hey, where, just some gadgets. Let the three masters laugh..." Murong Xiaoxian laughed with a big smile.

"This kind of pro-narration and caution of the big head is really a model for my sister! I think the kind of thing called concrete made by the big man is harder than steel and more stable than Chuangjie Mountain!" Her face is childish, and her cheeks are slightly red, but she doesn't apply pink. She looks like a little Lori. Naturally, she is undoubtedly a woman named Hongluo.

It seems that the world is very well-intelligable about our middle-aged and elderly people's feelings for Lori.

Huh? I seem to be 19 years old this year...

These three women, mature, rational and young, no matter which bite you like, will satisfy you!

"Ha ha, the four masters laughed. This kind of gadget came up with a whim after I happened to see a mudslide at Wuliangfeng. Just try it, the effect is amazing... Shame, shame!" Murong Xiaoxian said bluntly that he actually showed incomparable modesty.

The mudslide is concrete. This theory is really an ancient and anecdote. It is estimated that only Murong Xiaoxian can say it. He is so thick-skinned in his previous life that it is invincible in this life!

"It can be seen that the great masters are the geniuses of the world! I'm afraid that the way of martial arts is also accessible, and you will become an immortal if you are not careful!" Hongluo smiled, but there was a needle hidden in it. Murong Xiaoxian was shocked!

This sentence seems to be praise, but it is vaguely said that we are very clear about your cultivation!

Sure enough, people can't be good-looking. It seems that the most dangerous of these three women is this red Luo!

Huh? Hongluo? Why does it sound so familiar? Falling red......

Things are really getting more and more interesting. I have just left three emotional stupid girl, but now there are three kinds of scheming**. This will be really challenging in the future!

Murong Xiaoxian can't help but yearn for his future life...