"No, this demon has a bad idea, fearing that it is a vicious strategy that will destroy the people. How can he be allowed to dominate this war again? In this way, how can the world's living creatures have any vitality?"
After pondering a little, Murong Xue became more angry as she thought about it, she couldn't help throwing a fist with hatred, and immediately rushed towards the lord's hall, her eyes full of determination. When everyone saw it, he was still immersed in the blow, so he didn't pay attention to her.
In particular, Ouyang Changqing, who was hit hard, did not follow the pace of the goddess this time. Instead, he sighed slightly, looked at Wu Qingqiu and the others, and murmured: "Growing up to this age, this son is still number one. The first time I saw someone who could make these old guys surrender instantly. What kind of first disciple of you in Xizhou, Zhuo Fan, really enchanting. The key is that you are in Xizhou all day with this enchanting, in your mood Does it feel good, won’t you be hit, will it affect your cultivation process?"
"Uh... this is okay. After all, he heard the news of his death and disappeared before he got to the Shuanglong Courtyard. Our hearts have not been destroyed much, hehehe..."
The cheeks couldn't help shaking, Wu Qingqiu and others felt a little stagnation and laughed dryly. Looking at them helplessly, Ouyang Changqing nodded slightly and sighed: "Good luck, anyway, if this young man stays with such a monster and is often compared with this monster, he will definitely be angry, oh... How did he become the commander of the four states..."
Ouyang Changqing sat on the ground blankly, unable to figure it out for a while, but Murongxue had already rushed into the hall, but was seeing Ling Yuntian and several Guiyuan masters waiting for Zhuo Fan and others to massage one by one. When they suddenly rushed into the acupuncture points, Zhuo Fan and the others shook their bodies, and their powerful aura suddenly appeared, but they had already unlocked the seal of their cultivation.
Slightly waved his hand, Zhuo Fan nodded in satisfaction, smiling at the corner of his mouth.
Murongxue glanced at him bitterly and didn't say anything. Instead, she came to Ling Yuntian, bowed down, and pleaded: "Sect Master Ling, you just said you just listen to what he has. Not angry, but acceptable. But this person is not right, how can you give him the power of command of the four states? You know, how many living things are related to this, one carelessness, the common people are in danger!"
"Miss Murong, it is precisely because this battle is related to the people of the world. The old man and others decided resolutely to let Mr. Zhuo lead the overall situation. Because only he can fight the peerless talent of Baili Jingwei, can Miss Murong have a little bit of prejudice against Mr. Zhuo? Stop it?" His face was cold, Ling Yuntian seemed to have been tired of the woman's croaking, and faded out.
Muronglie saw it. After seeing Zhuo Fan's talents, he did not stand on Murongxue's side this time. He also dissuaded him: "Xue'er, this is a major event in the world. If the overall situation is missed, none of us can afford it!"
"Then I ask to send someone to supervise Zhuo Fan's powers and not let him give orders at will. Each of his orders must be unanimously approved before they can be executed. In this case, if he uses any vicious tricks that poison the world, we will be in time. Stop and avoid suffering for the common people!"
With a bitterly glaring look at Zhuo Fan, Murong Xue saw that her elder brother was not at his side, knowing that these people had been completely confused by Zhuo Fan’s ecstasy soup, and it was difficult to persuade them, so she stepped back and asked for restrictions. His authority.
Slightly stagnated, everyone hesitated a little while hearing this, and slowly looked towards Zhuo Fan, but hesitated. This point does have the effect of correcting chaos, but it has some advantages in warfare, so as to prevent any mistakes in the commander, and to remedy it in time.
Everyone stared at him closely to see if he agreed.
With a grin, Zhuo Fan glanced at the people sideways, without comment: "What do you mean, don't you forget that in that prison, my first condition is full command. You are now going to limit my authority? Humph? , Very good, I quit..."
"Uh, wait, Mr. Zhuo calmed down, we didn't mean it, just..."
He waved his hand hurriedly, Ling Yuntian couldn't help but smile, glanced at Murong Xue's place slightly, and said quietly: "It's just that Mrs. Murong's proposal is also to prevent accidents. If there is any negligence in the husband, we should remind in time to avoid it. There is a big problem!"
Unconsciously raising his brows, Zhuo Fan took a deep look at the crowd and sneered: "Negligence? Ha ha ha... Yes, people are not sages, who can do nothing? I may indeed be negligent..."
"Then sir means you can..."
"Can not!"
Ling Yuntian just showed a hint of hope, thinking that Zhuo Fan agreed to Murong Xue's proposal, but was immediately suppressed by Zhuo Fan's anger, and shouted, "Sect Master Ling, and Girl Murong, what do you think war is about?"
Unconsciously, the two looked at each other, but they didn't know how to answer immediately. They are all ordinary cultivators. How do you know the meaning of war? Isn't it just fighting each other, competing for territory and resources, what else
With cold eyes, Zhuo Fan knew that they couldn't answer, so he continued: "War... is just a game!"
"what game?"
With a flick of her brows, Murongxue couldn't help but immediately became angry: "After a war, how many creatures are so charcoal that you just treat it as a game? It's really trivial. Treating this war so seriously, how can you win it? Sect Master Ling, I still don't think he is suitable..."
"Miss Murong, you are the one who treats war as a trifling matter!"
However, before she finished speaking, Zhuo Fan suddenly yelled and interrupted her, and then looked at everyone with a solemn expression: "War is a game. All people, materials, and regions, but all It is the chess piece in the hands of this war player. If you want to win a war, you have to exchange the smallest price in your own hands for the largest price of the opponent. And it doesn’t matter which creatures and lives are in it. If it’s a commander If you value these too much, how can you win the next war with the benevolence of women? By then, the war will lose and you will lose more."
Her lips trembled slightly, and Murongxue groaned a little, unable to say anything to refute.
Zhuo Fan stared at her eyes fiercely in his eyes, and said: "After all, there is no undead in war. You can use your own life to replace someone else's life. This is war, who You can't escape this circle. Girl Murong keeps talking every day, do you think you can win a war with your little compassion? If you get the command right, even next to the commander will be a hindrance In order to win, I may indeed exchange a lot of my lives. If you are soft-hearted and prevent my order, then this war will be defeated. If you want to save the common people, or win the war, choose yourself!"
"Uh... I think that to win the war is to save the common people, ha ha ha..."
Murongxue's eyes were full of determination, her face was silent, and she didn't say a word, but Ling Yuntian gave a dry laugh, and said the thoughts of most people here.
But obviously, everyone knows in their hearts that there is no absolute relationship between winning the war and saving the common people. The army of the Central State will occupy Beizhou, and the common people will not necessarily die. If you win the war in Beizhou, the common people may not live.
The reason for saying this is just to give myself a high-sounding reason.
In short, their goal, after all, is to win the war, not to save the common people. Murong Xue's thoughts alone and everyone's thoughts were at odds from the beginning.
"Since we have something to say first, Mr. Zhuo will be the first to look forward to it. Mr. Zhuo does not agree with this plan, let's veto it..."
"etc!"
Slowly waving his hand, Zhuo Fan glared at Murongxue again, his face calmed slightly, and then he looked at Ling Yuntian and said, "Sect Master Ling, don't get me wrong. I'm not going to do it arbitrarily, it's really compelling. You know, The opponent is leading the war with hundreds of miles of latitude and longitude, and there are no constraints around me. I can’t have it here either. It’s not that I must have no negligence, but even if I have negligence, I guess you will not be able to see it. Instead, it will do something that affects me. It’s not good if you don’t help!"
Uh!
Unconsciously stagnated, everyone's faces were slightly stiff, and they said with a dry smile: "Mr. Zhuo, what do you mean..."
"Hahaha... Sorry, it’s not right, but it’s the truth. Everyone should know that, in the final analysis, this war is a game between me and Baili Jingwei. No matter how we fiddle with the chess pieces, the subtleties are probably also Only we know it. If you are watching by the side, you are blind, so don't worry anymore. As long as you do what I say, don't ask for the reason, that's it!"
"You say that, that means we don't have enough IQ?" He couldn't help but twitched, and Walking Yun couldn't help but muttered with a gloomy expression: "You don't even have the qualification to enter the competition between you?"
With a big smile, Zhuo Fan didn't comment: "It's expensive to have self-knowledge. This is also the second reason why I don't need someone to assist me, hehehe..."
"Hehe, your sister, you are obviously burying people. You just got out of the prison. What a madness, be careful that I will catch you again..." I couldn't help groaning, walking cloud immediately yelled out loud, all over my body. It seems that he is about to act.
After a flash, Ling Yuntian appeared in front of him immediately, glaring at him: "Sect Master Bu, this is Haimingzong, can you be a bit of a guest? Don't say that Mr. Zhuo is now the Grand Marshal of the Four States, even if he It's an ordinary guest from my clan, and it's not your turn to treat him like this!"
The corners of his mouth collapsed, and Walking Yun stared at Zhuo Fan fiercely, but gritted his teeth and endured it.
"Mr. Zhuo, I'm sorry, Sect Master Bu is such a violent temper, don't be surprised!"
Unconsciously exhaling a long suffocating breath, Ling Yun genius looked at Zhuo Fan again and bowed to apologize.
Taking a deep look at Walking Yun, Zhuo Fan grinned and didn't care at all: "It doesn't matter, I see a lot of mad dogs, how can I care about each one, am I so free, ha ha ha..."