Red Heart Survey

  Chapter 1066 is a good teacher (seeking a monthly pass!)

   "No matter what organization it is."

  Chong Xuan Sheng's detective grabbed an iron ball: "Since it's showing up, I will die sooner or later!"

  The muscles did not exert any force, but the Mysterious Secret Art had already squeezed it into a discus shape, and he kneaded it again, pinching it back into a ball.

  The details of the "equal country" have not been released yet, but it has been classified as a cult by Qi Ting.

  For all kinds of cults, this fat man has always been dismissive of all kinds of cults. With his background, he really doesn't need to care, and he doesn't need to face this.

   But Jiang Wang is inevitably a little wary.

  The so-called "I was bitten by a snake once, I was afraid of the rope for ten years."

  What's more, this egalitarian country is already too strong based on the information currently displayed. Organizational ability is far better than that of the bones raging in Zhuangguo. Even in a hegemonic country like Qi, the foundation has already been laid.

  It is terrible.

   But then again.

  Now is indeed the time when Qi is in full swing. Even if it was able to do great things one after another, or even connect with the "equality country" of Xia, this series of actions in Qi completely ended in failure.

   Cui Zhu was blocked by Jiang Wang, so he could only assassinate the king in advance...If Jiang Wang were not there, he would not be able to compete with Wang Yiwu.

  Zhang Yong was forced to jump out by the Qi Guoqing card, and he took the initiative to make the choice to maximize the value of his identity...Cry Temple.

It can be said that Equal Nation is indeed a rather terrifying organization. Every member that has appeared at present, regardless of the level of cultivation, has extremely high quality, and has made the "best" choice under the existing conditions. .

  Even the existence of young and powerful people like Cui Zhu and Zhang Yong shows that this organization has an extremely complete talent training system-it is impossible for non-big forces to do this.

  But it only stops there.

  No matter how much preparation the "Equal Nation" has, how strong it is, and what actions it plans to follow, it can only be terminated now. With the Qi military in control of a Shenlin member, the only thing this organization can do is to complete the cutting as much as possible before Qi can pull out all the information.

  No matter how strong it is, it cannot compete head-on with Qi.

Although Jiang Wang Chongxuan Sheng and the others don’t know where the imperial court’s investigation into the “equality country” has reached, it can only be seen from the results of this series of events... things have come to an end. Not only has there been no turmoil in the Qi country, but on the contrary, the power has become more powerful. On the first floor, it seems to catch up with the former Yangguo.

  It seems to have just responded to that sentence, how afraid of shaking the tree.

  It’s just that, looking at the world, if an organization like the "Equal Nation" can only be regarded as a scorpion, what can its current strength be?

   Jiang Wang smiled in his heart. As long as you keep going, time will eventually leave the answer.

   Putting aside the clutter, he took a step forward and started to use it: "You are not using this heavy mystery technique correctly. I have been practicing with Chong Xuan Zun these few days, he is not using it like that!

  Chong Xuan Sheng directly jumped in one step and withdrew the iron ball with a vigilant look: "Don't worry about it, my practice is different from him!"

   Jiang Wang's hand was hung in the air, some hate that iron can't make steel: "Why can't you listen to persuasion?"

   "Who do you like to persuade, I am not fooled anyway." Chongxuan Sheng walked out without looking back: "Go, fourteen, let's practice in another place!"

  Fourteen footsteps followed briskly.

  The yard is in time and space.

  Jiang Wang could only leave an unwilling snort, and returned to his house alone.

  ……

  ……

   Jiang Wang is not the only one who can be a good teacher in the world.

  There are those who teach blacksmiths to strike iron, there are those who teach boating, and there are those who teach storytellers...and so on.

  Of course, Jiang Wang’s focus is not on “being a teacher” but on the process of “being a teacher”.

  Some people are different.

  Our uncle Chongxuan, after thinking and thinking today, he still knocked on the door of his son's courtyard.

  At that time, Chong Xuan Zun was writing in the study, standing in front of the large desk of Xuan Tan wood, writing big characters.

  People stand, straighten their waists, half-bow their heads, and with a big stroke of the pen, it is just the word "I".

  I don’t know what word I wrote earlier, it is all covered. But the next few photos are all "me".

The word    is written lonely and arrogantly, and the outline is extremely sharp, with a taste that cannot be changed.

  Master Chongxuan, a "communicative celebrity" in the circle of Linzi nobles, of course would not even understand this extraneous sound. He knew that this word was an answer.

  But he hesitated and then hesitated before coming over. Of course, he wouldn't come home so quickly.

  This is my home.

  He is the master of a small family!

I glanced over the desk, pretending to look at the study, and pretending not to see those large characters at all, and opened the topic in a very casual tone: "You and your grandfather have greeted you very much these few days. Perfunctory. I haven't spoken since I came back from the stage."

  Chong Xuan Zun smiled softly: "I'm not coming back too late, afraid to disturb Grandpa? I will go tomorrow morning."

   "This is not a reason..."

  Chong Xuan Mingguang obviously has no confidence, speaking weakly and weakly.

   Who is Ren, it is difficult to have enough confidence to stand such a son who is the best in Linzi. Especially when I am not very good. Good guy, if everyone is an enemy, he can't hold his son's finger.

  He lingeringly said: "Your mother died early, and I will not restrain you from childhood." (Actually, I just played by myself.)

   "You can do whatever you want. You can be with whomever you like. You don't have to like the girl from the Ruan family."

  Speaking of this, his tone was tougher: "It's just a little bit, your grandpa is getting older, you must not talk back to him!"

   But immediately weakened again: "You can use one set in front of you, and one set on the back!"

  After saying this, he glanced at the silent Chong Xuan Zun, and muttered: "I know your wings are hard, probably not listening to Lao Tzu. But as your father, Lao Tzu says he still has to say it."

  Others call themselves "Lao Tzu", they are all flaunting their teeth and claws. As soon as the word came out, he immediately suppressed it, as if he was simply supporting himself.

  Chong Xuan Zun sighed, put down the brush in his hand, and looked at him somewhat seriously: "Father, you are good with everything."

  Chongxuan Mingguang snorted from his nostrils: "Just tell me, what's the bad point?"

  He lifted his chin slightly, looking very arrogant.

   Scold it, scold it, make trouble and make trouble, I've seen a lot of things that I want to suppress first!

  Linzi’s aristocratic circle, there are few who can look down upon Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu knows it! Need them to look down on? Fuck him a bird!

  Talk about me, talk about me, just talk about me! Your grandfather has trained Lao Tzu from childhood to adulthood, and Lao Tzu has not lost a piece of meat! Are you afraid of you little bastard?

  He was in his heart, thinking so.

  But Chong Xuanzun smiled and said, "No more. Just this sentence...you are good with everything."

  Chong Xuan Mingguang was silent for a moment, curling his lips: "Jing said some nonsense!"

   Flicked his sleeves and walked out disdainfully.

When    walked to the door, he paused and tilted his head higher. Go out.

   just left arrogantly.

  　 Thank you book friend 20210309153856209 for being the leader of this book! (I don’t know which elder brother’s trumpet is?)

  　　, for Ye Qingyu, thank book friends 20210304233251475 for the leader award! (This is the trumpet of leader Yang Saosao)

  　　 Thank you Mr. Yan for another alliance... (President Yan, you really take a break. I owe you no more...)

  　　……

  　　 Besides.

  　　 The next shift is at eight o'clock in the evening.

  (End of this chapter)