Since you want to talk to someone else, then there is no need to sit idle, Ji Fu stood up and was about to turn into the back hall, before entering the inner room, he seemed to think of something to stop, turned around and persuaded Tang Luo: "You have such a talent, you should still spend more time on martial arts, such a conspiracy plan will only try to consume energy, let your Dao heart Mengcheng, the road to the king is already a race against time, but don't be left behind." ”

Anyway, these words came from the bottom of his heart, but in Tang Luo's view, force without mental balance is a murder weapon without its own will, and the superior who only respects power and plots himself and is weak is too easy to be designed, so those who only respect force or power are evil in his opinion.

But this is a different concept after all, and there is no difference between superior and inferior, and he can still feel the kindness in Ji Fu's persuasion.

So he didn't resist, and said with a smile: "Thank you Brother Ji for reminding me, Tang remembered it." ”

"Hmm. Ji Fu looked at Tang Luo's kind appearance, nodded with satisfaction, turned around and walked into the inner hall.

After a while, the housekeeper came out and respectfully told Tang Luo that Ji Xuanyuan, the commander of the Immortal Killing Army, was waiting in the side hall.

Come to think of it, this should be the person Ji Fu found to negotiate with him.

got up and followed the housekeeper into the side hall, Ji Xuanyuan, who was sitting in the hall with the golden sword, did not stand up to greet him, but looked down at himself with an inexplicable contemptuous expression.

"Young people don't know the height of the sky, they always regard potential as strength, they thought that they could force the Holy Son to form an alliance, Longxi Tianjiao is different from others, and now it seems that arrogance is a common problem of all geniuses!"

After making a big comment, the heroic man casually pointed to the seat under the hall and said contemptuously: "Sit casually, by the way, talk about the dream of destroying the core of the Hanging City and breaking the path of Cao Jinyu's Holy King!"

Ignoring Ji Xuanyuan's sarcasm and ridicule, Tang Luo found a chair to sit down at random, and then began to close his eyes and recuperate, as if there was no one in the hall at all.

Ji Xuanyuan looked at Tang Luo's appearance without putting himself in his eyes, and said coldly: "If it weren't for the face of the Holy Son, how could this commander have the kung fu to spend time with you, and he would still put on such a style, it's ridiculous!"

Tang Luo, who closed his eyes and recuperated, sneered, as if he had heard something ridiculous, which made Ji Xuanyuan, who wanted to give him a dismount, extremely annoyed.

He was already resistant to the alliance with the Tang Clan, and he encountered the Ling Xiao Sect's reduction of the Immortal Army's Divine Medicine Treasure Grass to throttle, and he was even more resentful of Tang Luo.

I wanted to take advantage of this time that Tang Luo had asked the Ji clan to give a few colors, but the appearance of the other party's old god made him a little overwhelmed.

If Tang Luo left in a negative mood, he would just arrange that the other party was simply blowing nonsense, knowing that he would be punctured, and then retreating as a retreat and leaving.

But now Tang Luo is sitting in the side hall like this, but he has no intention of communicating with himself at all, so when the people in the back of the clan find out that something is wrong, Ji Fu asks about the progress, and this becomes his own.

This kid has a bad heart!

Ji Xuanyuan, who was so angry that his teeth were itching, took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Tang Tianjiao, if you have any feasible plans, just say it, what good is it to be such an unheard and unheard appearance, except for wasting time?"

"Oh, Commander Ji is finally here. ”

Tang Luo opened his eyes and smiled at the hall, as if he had just seen the commander of the Immortal Killing Army: "Just now there was a dog barking in the hall and there was no leader, so I closed my eyes and recuperated, now I can talk, right?"

"Tianjiao, please advise!"

Ji Xuanyuan, whose face was like frost, said stiffly.

"This time I came to the Ji family to discuss the plan for the fall of the Hanging City. ”

Tang Luo took out the plan that had already been drafted from his arms, and then gently sent it to Ji Xuanyuan in the hall with soft energy, and began to explain: "The plan for the fall of the Hanging City is divided into two parts, the first part is called throwing bricks and attracting jade, and the tiger is leaving the mountain;

"Ridiculous. ”

Ji Xuanyuan listened to Tang Luo's words like child's play, and couldn't help but interrupt: "Although Wang Xun is an intelligence organization, it is an armed establishment, and the four parts of the Wind Forest Volcano are all built according to the standards of the strong army of the Holy Land, and there are rules and regulations for going out of the city and returning to defense, and there is no time for emptiness at all. Moreover, the Governor of Heaven is Cao Jinyu's dojo, this Wang Xun Metropolitan Governor is 365 days a year, almost never leaving Wang Xun, and the last time he left was when he crusaded against Longyuan Blood Tower. ”

"But Long Yuan is in Zhongzhou, with the Heaven Survey Shenzhou and Cao Jinyu's escape technique, he will be able to return to the aid in less than two hours with all his might, even so, there are still enough troops left in the Hanging City, just Cao Jinyu's natal king beast is in charge, it can make the Hanging City impregnable, not to mention those four retired elites still have a foundation!"

"Therefore, you have to throw a brick that is big enough to make Cao Jinyu's jade worthy of Wang Xun's elite expedition, and then design it in reverse!"

Tang Luo didn't care about Ji Xuanyuan's incredulous tone, but took care of himself and added the plan: "The purpose of the establishment of the Heavenly Governor Wang Xun is to find the traces of the remnants of the Han clan, you said that if he inadvertently discovers that a secret and solidified small spirit realm inhabits the highest goal of the Wang Xun, will this Grand Metropolitan Governor do his best and launch an expedition with lightning speed!?"

"What are you going to do!?"

Ji Xuanyuan provoked like a cat that had been stepped on, and smashed the seat under him in excitement: "Are you going to provoke a big battle between the Holy Land of the Three Realms and my clan in advance!?"

"What are you excited about, the Holy Land of the Three Realms is your enemy, and besides, such a deliberate design in advance will turn into a great war on the prairie fire, take a closer look at my marking. ”

Stretching out his index finger, he nodded at the end of the first page of the plan, and Tang Luo continued: "Using one side to solidify the small spirit realm in exchange for the fall of the Hanging City and the severance of Cao Jinyu's path to the Holy King, whether this is worth it can only be judged by yourself. ”

“......”

Ji Xuanyuan only felt that the few pieces of white paper in his hand weighed more than a thousand catties, and the madness of the young man in front of him exceeded the imagination of this well-informed commander of the Immortal Army.

Beibi is a land of chaos, but what those who claim to be demons have done is nothing compared to Tang Luo.

Behind the bricks and the snake out of the hole, there is a battle of strength between the two that is comparable to that of a top-grade sect, throwing out a spiritual realm as a battlefield, involving at least a few kings.

How tragic the scene will be, just thinking about it makes my blood boil, but this is just a brick thrown for the real plan!

Flipping the first page of the plan directly, Ji Xuanyuan let go of the contempt in his heart, wanting to see what a great plan this young man had made, so that he dared to treat such a strong person as a pawn to play with at will.

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