Conferred Gods: Starting from the Third Prince Long

Chapter 111 The Hero
Yang Jian's words still ring in his ears.

He frowned, not daring to look at Ao Bing.

Both sides are obviously looking at each other, but their eyes are always unable to focus.

It can be seen that he rarely asks for help, or perhaps he has never asked for help.

His expression was both shy and trying to pretend to be calm.

The two of you looked at me, and I looked at you, without saying anything for a long time.

Gradually, Yang Jian began to feel a little flustered, and his eyelids trembled slightly.

He put down his arrogance and hostility, and sought an opponent with whom he could always compete.

What would it be like if you were rejected?
All his arrogance, nobility, face...

All of them will be severely trampled under their feet, and they will never be able to hold their heads up in front of Ao Bing.

"Why do you have to beg him?" He complained to himself and Jiang Ziya in his heart.

At the same time, the prince was also thinking.

The sun shone on his face, giving him a calm look.

On the one hand, it is not in his interest to take action at this time.

On the other hand, there are not many opportunities for Yang Jian to admit defeat.

In addition, his relationship with the other party is very special.

While the two are rivals, they also have the factor of Long Ji, and they might become relatives in the future.

Now Yang Jian takes the initiative to beg him, which means he has given up.

An opponent who admits defeat is of course no longer an opponent.

Then the only thing left between the two of them seems to be their relationship...

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but sigh.

Why is it that even if you become an immortal, you still can't escape the worldly ways?

wrong.

It’s not like there isn’t a way to get the best of both worlds.

A thought suddenly flashed through his mind, Ao Bing thought deeply, and then showed a hearty smile.

This smile is like the blossoming of flowers in spring, instantly melting the stiff atmosphere.

He stepped forward and patted Yang Jian on the shoulder. Like an elder brother caring for his younger brother, he smiled and said:

"If Jiang Ziya comes, I won't even pay attention to him.

But when you speak, Yang Jian, you don't care about your face, I also care about Long Ji's. "

The implication is, of course, I agreed.

Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief. The short ten seconds just now seemed to him like waiting for trial, and the process was extremely long.

Now that I got the answer I wanted, I immediately loosened my tight strings.

For the first time, I felt grateful to Ao Bing.

"Thank you so much then!"

He lowered his head and held his hands, making Ao Bing stare and couldn't help but say "Huh?"

Yang Jian raised his head in embarrassment, understood his expression instantly, hesitated, and finally called "brother-in-law."

The prince then smiled and nodded, showing a trace of satisfaction.

Let's just say.

There are countless people traveling across the world, and there are even more cheaters like crucian carp crossing the river.

But who can make Yang Jian willing to call himself "brother-in-law"?
Hong Jin?
He thinks it's weird to think of a guy like that.

I really thought that our Second Master Yang...

bah bah bah!
Do you really think my Xiao Yang is joking with you?
He was so proud that he couldn't help but squat down again, picked up a piece of beef and fed it to the ferocious beast.

Yang Jian looked around for a long time, as if he had something to say.

"I don't know, prince...brother-in-law!"

Halfway through his words, he saw Ao Bing's unswerving expression and quickly changed his words.

"I wonder how my brother-in-law plans to defeat Zhao Gongming?"

Ao Bing smiled, reached out and touched the ferocious huge head, smearing all the oil on his hands onto the fur.

"The people Zhao Gongming relies on are nothing more than the rare treasures in his hands.

If you go into battle with me tomorrow, I will have my own way of dealing with it. "

He was so confident that he didn't reveal a single word of his plan.

Yang Jian had no choice but to nod his resignation and repay Jiang Ziya.

Xiang Fuzhong.

Old Jiang was anxious and confused, looking out from time to time.

Seeing Yang Jian's figure, he hurriedly welcomed him out.

"How is it? What does the prince have to say?"

Yang Jian then reported what Ao Bing said truthfully.

After hearing this, Jiang Shang's nervous expression immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"I just said that Ao Bing must have a way. He is much more reliable than your uncle and uncle."

The old man beamed with joy and inadvertently told the truth.

After reacting, he quickly covered his mouth and turned back to glare at Yang Jian:

"What nonsense did you just say? How would you behave if your uncle and uncle heard it?"

"Uncle, I obviously didn't say anything." Yang Jian blinked innocently, even more unjust than Dou E.

Jiang Ziya started blowing his beard and staring.

This guy is good at everything, but he has no eyesight.

Subordinates who do not take the initiative to help their leaders take the blame are not good subordinates.

You have to keep training!
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The next day.

The generals received the news in advance and knew that Prince Long San was going to fight today. They organized their troops and horses, were in high spirits, and pulled the team outside the city.

Jiang Ziya is not the only one who has blind confidence in Ao Bing. They have witnessed countless battles, big and small, and have even more confidence in the prince.

No matter how powerful the twelve golden immortals are, they are still as high as the mountains and as far away as the emperor.

Moreover, as soon as he went into battle, he was beaten so hard by Zhao Gongming that he screamed.

At this time, don’t say you are Daluo Jinxian, even the King of Heaven can’t do it.

After all, everyone has a shot in mind.

What's the use of cultivating your realm to a high level?

Without the backing of a record, he is still a loser.

Obviously.

Ran Deng and other golden immortals are such losers in the hearts of Xiqi generals.

There is no comparison with the prestige of Prince Long San.

Lu Pengli.

All the golden immortals naturally noticed something unusual about Xiqi's army and horse.

Obviously, Zhao Gongming has proven his strength in front of the three-army formation.

But these mortal soldiers were not only not afraid, but also had high morale and everyone was happy.

The morale of the military is ridiculously high.

Ran Deng was helped to the front of the tent, frowned, and couldn't help but said:

"What is going on with these people? Why are they gathering an army?"

Master Yuding handed over his hand and said respectfully: "Ziya sent someone to report earlier that Prince Long San will personally go to battle today."

"Haha, cough." Ran Deng sneered, his smile touching his heart, and he couldn't hold back and started coughing.

He said angrily: "These people trust Ao Bing more than they trust us."

"Even Jinxian and I are in such a mess, so what can Ao Bing do?"

Qingxu Daodezhen snorted disdainfully, "In my opinion, he will be defeated today, and he will be safe in the hands of Zhao Gongming."

Daoxing Tianzun nodded and glanced at the army pretending to be compassionate.

"It's just pity for these soldiers, they have to follow Ao Bing in vain and their blood is spilled on the battlefield.

Alas, it is so sad that the hero's soul is buried in his bones! "

He muttered a lot and expressed a lot of emotion, but he didn't think Ao Bing could win.

The other golden immortals looked at each other in shock when they saw this.

This is a typical example of losing yourself and expecting others to lose too.

The narrow-mindedness makes people silent and speechless.

Yun Zhongzi glanced with disgust and stepped forward to say something.

Master Yuding on the side stretched out his hand, caught him in time, and silently shook his head.

After all, Ran Deng is the deputy leader, and the other two are senior brothers.

The most important thing in teaching is rules. How can you violate the rules?

Yun Zhongzi struggled but failed and turned his head angrily.

The ear opening is directly sealed, and the ear does not listen.

·
on the battlefield.

Jiang Ziya deployed five troops to confront the merchant army.

I could only hear the sound of war drums, which looked like a majestic force.

But see:

Born with murderous intent, the ground is filled with smoke and dust.

He is born with murderous intent, and the black wind rolls into darkness.

The ground is filled with smoke and dust, and the fog is rising all over the ground.

The bronze sword slays the dragon and the tiger, and the five-color flags follow the clouds.

The mountain ax is like the autumn moon, and the long and short knives are piled with dragon scales.

Jiang Ziya is the commander of the army, and Huang Tianhua is the vanguard.
Jin Muzha rides a silver horse, and King Wu Cheng rides a sacred ox.

Yang Jian flew his spear to protect the formation, and Wu Ji held his ax to urge the order.

The general runs like a tiger in the forest, and the battalion walks bravely like a wolf in the mountains.

The heroic spirit of this team is extraordinary.

There was another general in silver robes at the front, holding a black gold spear with a dragon's mouth, and sitting on a giant beast.

How does it look like?

I saw him:
Wei Ling is a heavenly general, and his appearance is different.

Fan Jiang is named the Prince, and Fan Hai is named the True Dragon.

The silver armor robe is like snow, and the jade belt has exquisite buckles.

Holding a black gold spear in his hand, he is as ferocious as a bear,
The gods are brave and powerful, and the divine sword will succeed.

But he said that the prince had inspired his troops and was preparing to ride the ferocious horse into battle. There was Yang Jian riding a silver horse beside him, about to follow him.

Seeing his shabby look, Ao Bing rolled his eyes, feeling that it was really embarrassing to have such a cousin.

He couldn't help but said with disgust: "You just follow me into battle like this?"

Yang Jian tilted his head, "What else?"

The prince is speechless. Everyone else drives a Mercedes-Benz and a Ferrari, but you are the only one who drives a Mazda.

You drive a Mazda, no wonder you're stuck in traffic!

He turned and looked behind him, "Huang Tianhua, lend him your jade unicorn first!"

"Ah? Then what should I ride?" came the confused voice from behind.

Although Ao Bing is not a member of the Chan Cult, with his power, it is not a problem to make a decision.

"I don't care what you ride?" He shouted impatiently: "Lend it to my cousin first."

"Oh--"

Although Tianhua was reluctant, he did not dare to say anything more.

He had seen with his own eyes what Jin Zha had been transformed into last time. How dare he touch Ao Bing's tiger beard again?
There was just one thing he couldn't figure out.

In the past, Ao Bing and Yang Jian were both dissatisfied.

How many days have passed?

They are almost brothers.

Yang Jian was also helpless.

He really regretted asking Ao Bing now.

Ever since he asked for help yesterday, this guy couldn't help but ask someone:
"Have you seen my cousin Yang Jian?"

Especially when you meet him face to face, you have to force him to call him brother-in-law.

Yang Jian was so disgraced that he dared not see anyone.

Now the more you scream, the smoother you become. Open mouth is your cousin, and closed mouth is your cousin.

We don’t want you to scream either.

The key is……

Ugh!
It’s hard to describe in one word! !
With a grimace, he replaced the silver horse with a jade unicorn.

Don't say it yet.

The horse's four hooves were strong and it ran like flying. It was indeed unusual.

Seeing that he liked him very much, Ao Bing smiled and came closer and said:
"Behave well, and one day my brother-in-law will give you a more powerful mount."

Yang Jian rolled his eyes, somewhat ignoring him.

The prince didn't take it seriously and continued to remind:

"Then Mr. Zhao is upright and upright, and he is a hero. We will wait for the battle to return, but we must not humiliate him."

"What do you mean?" Yang Jian didn't understand.

Ao Bing had no choice but to express himself more clearly.

"I mean, fight is a fight, don't let your dogs bite people and make sneak attacks!!"

This is not because he framed the other party.

In the original work, every time Yang Jian was beaten, he would suddenly release the dog monster secretly.

Zhao Gongming was bitten, and so was Sanxiao.

Although it is said that in the battle formation, all means must be used.

But sometimes he is too unscrupulous.

Don't you see,
During the journey to the west, Erlang Shen and Sun Wukong fought against each other. They were clearly evenly matched, with back and forth.

As a result, because of the bite from the barking dog and the hit from Taishang Laojun, the descendants of the future generations started to quarrel.

One said that Erlang Shen was not as good as Sun Wukong, and the other said that Sun Wukong was not as good as Erlang Shen.

A good reputation is spread in a nondescript manner.

It's like gold mixed with sand, which makes people extremely uncomfortable.

but……

Yang Jian himself also has his own considerations.

"How can we win if we don't let go of the dogs?"

(End of this chapter)