I, the younger brother of King Zhou, lead the Taoist ancestors to do business

The Yin and Shang banners were blown up by the wind, and the black army was entrenched for ten miles like a long dragon.The soldiers had ruddy complexions and were majestic, and they walked all morning in one breath.

At noon, Huang Feihu raised his hand and ordered everyone to stop and rest for half an hour. The bright sunlight reflected his silver armor brightly.

Before leaving, Zisheng ordered twenty craftsmen to build this armor for three days and three nights. Zisheng also threw three freshly plucked hairs into the furnace.

After the armor is finished, it is invulnerable to swords and guns, and even ordinary monsters and ghosts cannot get close.

Huang Feihu's eyes sparkled when he got the armor, and he couldn't put it down, and his eyes looking at Zisheng became more loyal and admirable.

After the army stopped, Huang Feihu dismounted from his mount, leaned against the tree, took out dry food, and gnawed heavily. His eagle eyes never moved forward.

His mount was a five-color divine bull, and the five-color divine bull was finally free for a while.

It ran to a clearing and used its horns to pierce the thick and cold snow. The dead grass was exposed, and the five-colored cow was chewing slowly.

Not far away, Mo Qilin was lying on a snowdrift and eating spicy beef jerky looted from the fat white fox. While swallowing, he quietly looked at the five-colored cow.

It likes the skin of the five-color divine cow, which has five colors!Mo Qilin looked down at his two black paws again, they only had one color...

But one color is fine, unlike the fat fox, which has faded to nothing.

It licked the remaining chili seeds on its paws, and glanced at Bai Xue from the corner of its eye, and Mo Qilin was so frightened that he quickly stood up.

It's all white, what if it fades after washing?

Mo Qilin's peripheral vision was full of the five-colored bull, and he finally couldn't hold back the joy in his heart and walked towards the five-colored cow.

"Ow~Ow~"

Mo Qilin called the Five-Color Divine Bull a few times, and the Five-Color Divine Bull moved his gaze over lightly.

"Moo?"

Mo Qilin Pidianpidian ran over, and it took out spicy beef jerky to curry favor with the five-color god cow.

The five-colored cow looked at the spicy beef jerky and fell silent.

After all, the cow is also a cow.

Mo Qilin was kicked away by a pair of hind legs of the five-color bull.

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The haze has been accumulating on the border for nearly half a month. People are hiding in the ruins, with wet blood on their foreheads and hands.

Some people's eyes are full of fear, and some people's eyes have become numb because of the fear that has penetrated the soul.

They hadn't eaten for three days, and their complexions had turned sallow due to long-term malnutrition.

Outside is the crazy laughter of the army of the small country, and the screams of the people...

Finally, someone couldn't help but burst into tears. No one around blamed that person. The long-term loneliness and despair made them unable to arouse any anger.Desperate much, I'm used to it.

Sure enough, the enemy found them, and a group of people laughed wildly and evilly, and they walked towards the ruins with the farm tools they had snatched from the village.

The ruins were picked up by the farm tools, everyone's pupils were locked, and the black shadow in the bright sky was raised high, and the farm tools slid across the air, causing the wind to sound——

Jin Nian raised the reed gun to penetrate the enemy, and the blood splashed all over the people again.It's just that this time people's expressions were no longer numb, they trembled all over, and looked behind the enemy with hopeful and worried eyes.

The tall general had a sharp breath and cold eyes.The general moved very quickly, killing all the surrounding enemies in just an instant.

The general's voice was calm and decisive, "All enemies will be executed, and no one will be left alive!"

The general rode a divine ox with a gun and rushed towards the severe wind, blood dripping all over the sky on the silver armor.

People's brains were buzzing, and countless soldiers rushed past them with weapons in hand.

The screams of the past were reversed, from ordinary people to enemies who did evil.

The banner of the Great Merchant was rolled under the sun tomorrow, and when everyone looked up, their noses suddenly became sore and their eye sockets turned red.

They never thought that Yin Shang would send iron masters to protect them.

Great, they are saved and can survive!

The great Yin and Shang army occupied most of the border, and dozens of military flags were scattered on the ground.The enemy army was forced to a small corner, and the Yin Shang army would not show mercy to them, and would only return them all the things they had done.

Jin Nian raised the reed gun and slashed across Jin Ying in the air, and blood splashed on half of Huang Feihu's face. His expression remained unchanged, and there was danger in his eyes.

The war lasted only two hours before the enemy was completely wiped out.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the large corpses, Huang Feihu pierced the last enemy, his hair and eyelids were dripping with sticky blood.

The battlefield fell silent, and the red-yellow light and reflection intersected each other.

The war is over, and no one can threaten the safety of the people anymore.

Ji Fa led the army and came late. He rode through the pile of corpses with weapons in his hand, and looked at the remaining battlefield in surprise.

The pennant was carried by the wind, and Ji Fa looked up at the banner of Yin Shang.

Under the banner, General Yinjia was imposing, tall and mighty, and Ji Fa could tell just how superb this man's martial arts was at a glance.

There is such a spirited person in Chaoge.

Ji Fa had complex emotions fluctuating back and forth in his heart, he went up to greet Huang Feihu, the two of them spoke in a neutral manner, it seemed that they were just going through the motions.

Finally it's time to clean up the battlefield and deal with the remaining events.

The fact that the two sides were able to mobilize so many people to come here is naturally not just for the sake of calming the chaos.

Due to the countless casualties in the war, the city was destroyed, and the border between Xiqi and Yin and Shang became blurred.

At this time, there are people on both sides, and they should also set aside areas to clean up their respective battlefields.

Of course, although the name is a division, everyone knows that this is actually a re-division of the territory.

Ji Fa is not stupid, although he feels a little sorry for being late, but in the face of such a major event, how can he easily avoid such a major event as the territory?

The two sides quarreled for several days, Huang Feihu was stupid and not good at diplomacy, although Wen Taishi had a lifetime of experience, he was better than Ji Fa.

Ji Fa did understand some principles, but he was not proficient in this aspect.

Because the border involved the matter of conferring gods, Jiang Ziya rode his mount and flew to the border to assist Ji Fa after the Conferred God Platform was built.

After the white clothes landed, Jiang Ziya slowly walked into the tent to talk with Ji Faye.

When Ji Fa was arguing with Huang Feihu on the second day, Huang Feihu was clearly at a disadvantage.

On the battlefield, the soldiers from both sides could only clean up first. They were carrying the corpses, and the five-colored bulls and ink unicorns were scurrying about on the battlefield.

Jiang Ziya leaned against the corner of the wall with his four-faced mount and looked around with his big eyes.

Mo Qilin noticed it, and it and the five-colored cow moved over to look around.

Mo Qilin: "Aww! Aww!"

is it like youIs it a cow?

Five-color divine cow: "Moo~moo~"

Not like.

Four different things: "Moo~"

Mo Qilin: "Aww! Aww!"

It doesn't look like anyone, we don't play with it anymore.

Five-color divine cow: "Moo."

it is good.

Four different things: "Moo woo woo??"

Mo Qilin and the five-colored cow left the four images and ran away.

neither fish nor fowl:……

Wen Taishi saw that he and Huang Feihu couldn't compete with Xiqi, so he contacted Zisheng overnight with a magic weapon.

When Zisheng heard about it, he took out his pen and asked Master Wen to repeat what Jiang Ziya said.

Grand Master Wen said while he memorized. After Grand Master Wen finished retelling, Zisheng thought for a while, and taught Grand Master Wen some speech skills.

The next day, the two sides quarreled again, unexpectedly Wen Taishi said some strange truths, which made Jiang Ziya stunned for a while, always feeling wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong.

For three days in a row, Xi Qi was finally forced to have nothing to say by Wen Taishi.The war-torn land was finally divided into [-] points, with Xiqi occupying [-] and Yin Shang occupying [-] points.

Afterwards, Grand Master Wen was very surprised, and asked Zisheng about the origin of this speech technique.

Zisheng rubbed his nose and said vaguely: "Surf the Internet a lot, and talk to people about one thing for a month, and you'll get it done."

"What?" Grand Master Wen could neither hear clearly nor understand.

Zisheng clenched his fist to his lips and coughed, "It's nothing."

After the battlefield was cleaned up, Huang Feihu and Wen Taishi went to the mansion of the local officials together.

I didn't expect the mansion to be intact in such a mess outside, it's hard not to think that there is some shady activity in it.

On the way here, Huang Feihu had already inquired clearly about the "good deeds" done by local officials.

The murderous aura around Huang Feihu became more solidified.

Not to mention corruption among officials, Xiqi people are protected by Xiqi government when they are wronged, and the Yin and Shang people are wronged.

A large part of the chaos before the invasion of small countries was caused by officials.

Huang Feihu and Wen Taishi sat in high positions, and the officials knelt down and begged for mercy.

Huang Feihu smiled, he put his hands on the armor on his knees and approached the official, "Do you think this king can keep you?"

The official was cold all over, he tried to calm down and said: "My family has power in Chaoge, and the officials are all over fifty cities. If you kill me, Chaoge will be unstable."

Huang Feihu walked down, stepping on the reflective ground with his silver boots.

He held the official's shoulder, and at some point in his hand, he stabbed the official's stomach with a dagger.

He chuckled softly: "You were obviously killed by the rebels, so what have you got to do with me?"

The official's eyes widened, lifeless.

-

In Zixiao Palace.

Zisheng held a small bowl and drank the "porridge" in the bowl with a jade spoon in his hand.

Since the last time the immortal master added toppings to his shaved ice, something seemed to have opened up between them, and Zisheng could always get something to eat from the immortal master.

The young man was lying on the stone table, his white sleeves took up most of the table, his head was lowered, his cheeks were bulging.

"Congee" is obviously extremely delicious, Zisheng closed his eyes comfortably, and the pleasant breath was about to come out of his pores.

The aura of "Porridge" cannot be compared with any fairy, and the majestic aura is integrated into Zisheng's flesh and bones. He flicks his sleeves lightly, and the lotus fragrance can waft far away.

Hongjun raised his eyes, and the appearance of the person in front of him changed between the youth and the fat-headed lotus.

I saw that the fat-headed lotus bloomed more vigorously, and the petals of the lotus were almost transparent.

Fat-headed lotus is fat and immortal, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the best in lotus.

Hongjun lowered his eyes and couldn't help chuckling, Zisheng raised his head with puffed cheeks.

"Why is the fairy laughing?"

Hongjun shook his head, "It's nothing."

world.

The news of Huang Feihu's complete victory came when Zishou was drunk, Zishou raised his lips and smiled when he heard that, he waved and ordered someone to fetch a pen and paper, and he wanted to write a letter of commendation himself.

Even if Zi Shou is drunk, even if he thinks his handwriting is good, it is nothing more than a ghostly handwriting in the eyes of a sober person.

The letter was sealed and sent to the border.

ten days later.

Huang Feihu first heard that Chao Ge had sent a letter, he couldn't wait to open the letter, and frowned when he saw the ghostly symbols on it.

"What is this writing? It's really scribbling!"

Grand Master Wen received the letter when he heard it, and he frowned when he saw the words on it, "The words are too messy, I'm afraid it's not a joke."

Huang Feihu nodded.

The servant who delivered the letter stammered nervously: "This... this is... written by the king!"

Grand Master Wen frowned, but still disagreed: "This word is really not very good..."

Before the grand master heard that he had finished speaking, Huang Feihu took the paper, as if he had changed the core, looked at the words on it and couldn't help exclaiming: "Your Majesty's words are vigorous and powerful, chic and heroic, really good words!"

Master Wen:?

He hesitated and said, "Since you said it is a good word, why don't you read it and listen to it?"

The illiterate Huang Feihu: ...

He folded the paper lightly, put it in the silver armor, and said as a matter of course: "Your Majesty's calligraphy should be kept and treasured, how can it be wasted wantonly?"

Master Wen: ...

It was the first time he had seen King Wu Cheng's face-changing technique.