"Corps? Are you kidding me? There will be corps in the Jackal constellation?" The brown short-haired boy held his chin and stared at the subordinates under the steps with a smile on his face, with an indescribable ridicule hanging from the corner of his mouth: "Don't find some people who sound ridiculous like this." An excuse! I am quite skeptical of your ability right now. It has been so long and I haven’t got anything. Now that the black soul is also getting involved, can’t you see that things have become serious? Young master, I have been in this period of time, but It was ridiculed by many people."
Under the steps, the masked man bowed his waist, silent like a cicada, his back was soaked.
"I'll give you another month. If you can't handle this matter, you can go home and stay. The young master doesn't need waste."
Brown hair with natural curls made that delicate and neutral face look harmless to humans and animals, and even the tone of voice was so playful, like teasing.
The masked man's heart trembled. He knew that his young master, who was talking and laughing on Yanyan's face, had an extremely cruel heart.
He didn't dare to argue, nor did he dare to intercede, so he could only bite the bullet and say: "Yes!"
"Go, let's go." The young master waved his hand and said with a smile: "You have to fight a good fight to turn around."
When the masked man walked out of the hall, a gust of cool wind blew in, making him feel cold all over his body, and he suddenly realized that his whole body was already drenched in sweat.
"He didn't lie."
Behind the screen, a pale boy walked out. The young man was a bit fragile, his clothes were like snow, loose and casual, his long black hair, but his eyes were slightly melancholy.
King of Autumn, this name is rarely known even in the clan alliance.
"I know." The brown-haired boy said with a grin, and casually stuffed a piece of snack from the table into his mouth, and said vaguely: "I'll use him to test the quality of the Black Soul and Bright Martial Arts. The second uncle has worked hard, Arrange him in. After he dies, it will also save the second uncle's worry and effort. At such an old age, he still has to worry about it every day, and he will age prematurely."
The clan alliance is made up of big and small families, and the Sima family is one of the seven families of the clan alliance.
Sima Xiao is the son of Sima Tao, the third house of the Sima family. Sima Tao died young, and Sima Xiao and his mother depended on each other for life. Orphans and widowed mothers are naturally unavoidable to be bullied. Sima Xiao lives up to his name, even if he is bullied, he still looks grinning.
The situation changed when Sima Xiao was fourteen years old. Sima Xiao, who had always kept a low profile on weekdays, rose up without warning in the clan competition and won the third place.
Sima Xiao was then sent to Yaoguangxing by his family. Unexpectedly, in just three years, Yaoguangxing made rapid progress, and the tax paid more than tripled. Not only that, in the past three years, he has sent out more than seven mine veins, and the elders in the clan have a very good impression of him.
With his sudden rise, he was envied by the first room and the second room. At the family meeting, he was transferred to Lacerta. Lacerta is one of the nineteen states in the Northern Sky. The forces are intricate and the local composition is extremely complicated. The clan alliance has no influence here at all.
Unexpectedly, Sima Xiao turned his hands into clouds and rain, pulling and beating. In just three years, the clan alliance not only established a foothold in the Lacerta constellation, but also firmly occupied nearly three-quarters of the Lacerta constellation. territory.
Sima Xiao's astonishing performance allowed him to enter the field of vision of the higher-ups of the clan alliance, but it also aroused vigilance and panic in the other rooms.
Seeing that he was about to conquer the entire Lacerta constellation, he was urgently transferred back to his home, under the pretense that he would be entrusted with a heavy responsibility, but in fact, he wanted to take the opportunity to pick peaches.
Sima Xiao, who returned to the clan, seemed quite peaceful, except for visiting the elders who had no real power from time to time, he just stayed at home and rarely went out. However, no one expected that he would instigate this incident without compromising.
Qiu Zhijun is his senior brother.
"However, it really makes me jealous to have such a powerful tactical talent around Tang Tian! The background of the Guangming Martial Arts Association is indeed deeper than ours." Sima smiled vaguely with his face covered in crumbs.
Qiu Zhijun shook his head, and said lightly: "Not from the Guangming Martial Arts Association. The people in the branch Tang Tian belongs to are quite indifferent. They should be Tang Tian's own people. If the rumors are true, what is left of the Southern Cross Corps?" Things are normal."
"It makes sense." Sima smiled, licking the crumbs on his fingers, and said without image: "If we have our own army, many things will be much easier."
"Aren't you doing it?" Qiu Zhijun didn't even move his eyebrows.
"Hey!" Sima smiled without the slightest embarrassment of being exposed, and said with a smile: "Oh, brother, you are so weak, if you worry too much and die, who will help me take care of this pile of crap."
Qiu Zhijun didn't seem to hear: "The two rooms were defeated in Lacerta, Sima Hong was killed, and Sima Yuguang was injured."
Sima smiled with grief on his face: "The death of Yingcai is a great loss for our Sima family! We will prepare two gifts for the two families later, so the two uncles should not be too sad."
"They hate you to the bone now." Qiu Zhijun didn't bother to pay attention to this guy's pretentious face.
Sima Xiao deliberately left a quarter of the Lacerta seat, because he expected that the two rooms would not be able to resist coming out to pick peaches. In the three years he was there, he didn't kill all the powerful characters in Lacerta, but drove them all to a corner of Lacerta, but did not attack further. Deliberately leave them a chance to breathe, and, you must know that there are many star gates connected to the Hercules constellation in that area.
How can Hercules tolerate the tentacles of the clan alliance reaching in
The elite reorganization of the local forces of Lacerta, coupled with the secret support of Hercules, this is definitely a bottomless pit. One room and two rooms bumped into each other head-on, and naturally the head was bleeding.
"What's none of my business?" Sima smiled and spread his palms, with a rascal look on his face: "Transfer me back, I'm back. Let them take over, I agree. I'm a role model, don't discredit me!"
"The vitality of the two rooms is seriously injured." Qiu Zhijun calmly analyzed the situation: "Are you planning to use those elders?"
"Not yet." Sima smiled and shook his head like a rattle: "My reputation is not enough."
Qiu Zhijun was very clear about Sima Xiao's arrangement, and he understood after a little thought: "Your goal is the Black Soul and Bright Martial Arts?"
"Senior brother is really smart. What is the little credit for Lacerta?" Sima smiled disapprovingly, and said in a leisurely tone: "Our clan alliance has been established for many years, but we have always been regarded as upstarts. Compared with Black Soul and The Guangming Wuhui is short, which is the heart disease of all high-level officials. However, they are very afraid of the Black Soul and the Guangming Wuhui. After all, they still lack confidence. At this time, if anyone can match the Black Soul or the Guangming Wuhui Yes, as long as it is undefeated, the top management will not turn a blind eye."
"Aren't you afraid of losing?" Qiu Zhijun was shocked by the junior brother's plan, and the younger brother's eyes did not stop at Sima's house.
"Why did I lose?" The brown-haired boy said with a smile: "What does it matter to us? The abandoned son belongs to the second uncle, and the black soul's goal is Tang Tian, and the Guangming Martial Arts will protect Tang Tian. It's so embarrassing to lose, Guangming Martial arts and black soul, who can swallow this breath? Don't worry, people like us will not pay attention to us."
"Who are you going to cheat?" Qiu Zhijun asked while suppressing the shock in his heart.
"Oh, brother, don't use such an ugly word." Sima smiled rascally: "There are so many seniors, it is also a virtue to support a junior like me. As for any senior, who is so kind, you have to See what's going on."
Qiu Zhijun looked at the smiling junior brother, silently calculating in his heart.
The younger brother's plan is very likely to succeed!
It seems that this matter was provoked by Sima Xiao, but soon, the protagonists of the contest will become Black Soul and Guangming Wuhui. The scene at that time, I'm afraid it will be chaotic, the intention of the junior brother is clearly revealed, fish in troubled waters!
"Tang Tian has a corps, which is an unstable factor." Qiu Zhijun said in a deep voice.
Sima smiled and said, "How can the Corps be so easy to toss around? Just relying on those small tribes, can the Corps be tossed? Besides, even if the Corps is tossed out, the first person who is anxious is the black soul."
He formed the Corps secretly, knowing that it was not easy, so he didn't take Tang Tian's so-called "corps" seriously.
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In a face-to-face meeting, An Bai died, and Mao Jun was seriously injured with a broken arm. Such a result immediately caused an uproar among all parties watching the battle.
corps!
Jackal Constellation actually has a corps!
Both An Bai and Mao Jun are strong men on the celestial list, and it is not easy to die and get injured in a face-to-face meeting. However, the news that Tang Tian owned the Corps had already spread from the mouth of Mao Jun. No one questioned Mao Jun's nonsense, and the result was more convincing than anything else.
A skinny old man said in a deep voice, "What do you think?"
This old man's surname is Tu, and he is an elder of Black Soul. In Black Soul, the status of elders is extremely respected. When the news of the Southern Cross reached his ears, he was moved.
He knows more than the average person.
"The theory of the Corps is nothing to be afraid of." A female warrior in armor stood in front of him, she said in a deep voice: "If it is a real Corps, it is impossible for the Mao Army to escape. It must have been formed not long ago, and its strength is questionable. "
In their position, they are far less frightened by the Corps than ordinary people. A powerful corps is certainly powerful, but for masters, it is not invincible.
In the contest of power, there is no absolute strength.
"If this matter is entrusted to you, you can take care of it?" Tu Lao pondered.
"Six guards need to come out together." The female warrior said in a deep voice.
Old Tu showed surprise on his face: "Do you think the six guards need to come out?"
The six guards are the six most outstanding warriors under him, and this woman is the head of the six guards. Each of them has extremely extraordinary blood and powerful strength. Tu Lao didn't expect that he would need to use the most powerful force as soon as he came up.
"The lion fights the rabbit with all its strength," said the female warrior.
Tu Lao thought for a moment, raised his head, and said in a deep voice, "Okay! You take them there and bring Tang Tian back to me!"
"Here!" The female warrior obeyed, turned and left.