Red Heart Survey

   Chapter 1114

  In the eyes of many people, Lin Zhengren is a sincere gentleman and a gentleman.

   and very tough.

  In other words, "tenacity" is the most impressive thing Lin Zhengren left these people during this period of time.

  Pick the persimmons softly.

  They all know how many people are rushing to fight Lin Zhengren, and finally they can "coincidentally" meet Lin Zhengren in the selection battle. I don't know how much work it took.

  Everyone who can meet Lin Zhengren is naturally confident that he can win him.

  Each of the paper combat power seemed to be stronger than Lin Zhengren.

  In fact, it is true.

  After a difficult victory in the preliminary rounds, Lin Zhengren was almost crushed and beaten in the next two rounds of battle.

  He was bruised every time.

  But in every game, he can grit his teeth and persevere, from the beginning to the end. Can always find the opponent's weakness in the defeat. Win the final defeat.

  He is indeed not strong enough, but he is indeed very tough.

   awe-inspiring.

   Stumbled all the way, but also came to the present.

  Jing Street, an elegant courtyard.

  Lin Zhengren withdrew from the yard with a humble expression on his face, and said sincerely: "You guys, please stop and don't send it anymore. Sister Jiang’s suggestion, Zhengren will definitely consider seriously."

   After a good greeting, the people inside dispersed, and the courtyard door was closed.

  Lin Zhengren's elegant face is still not sullen or complaining. Just a little worried, shook his head, and returned alone with a sigh.

  As one of the Taoist countries, Zhuangguo, which is rising day by day, can also occupy a good courtyard in the area of ​​Jingguo.

  Of course, it is far from being compared with a Daoist country like Shengguo.

There is no need for comparison between    and Jing Guo’s team.

  Lin Zhengren returned to the courtyard of Zhuang Guo and closed the courtyard door. He sat alone on the stone chair in the courtyard and waited silently.

  Du Ruhui is not idle at Guanhetai, and has been making friends and visiting friends these days. The rising Zhuang State needs a matching present status, but this cannot be easily obtained.

   Dignified state minister, banquets with people every day, trying to figure out the thoughts of all parties... I have to say that Du Ruhui has paid too much for this country.

  However, Lin Zhengren was also outside every day during this period. In addition to participating in the selection battle, he was trying to make friends. In the circle of Tianjiao in the Taoist country, he has won a good reputation.

  In short, the two of them are actually very busy and working hard, and they rarely communicate with each other privately.

  But tonight, we must have a chat.

  Lin Zhengren sat quietly, very patient.

  Many people are rushing to fight him, but those who are rushing to pinch the soft persimmon, are they not the target of his "selection"?

  Although he didn't seem to do anything, he just waited.

  The waiting time is often seen only after the results come out.

  And Lin Zhengren is absolutely not lacking.

  Waiting until late at night, the black-haired old man stepped into the courtyard.

   Seeing Lin Zhengren’s posture, Du Ruhui didn’t say much, sat across from the stone table, and asked in a broad voice, “What’s wrong?”

  For several consecutive days of qualifiers, Lin Zhengren had a very "difficult" victory.

  Regardless of his own senses, no matter who he values ​​more, he will take good care of Lin Zhengren’s feelings as the prime minister of the country.

  Now Lin Zhengren is qualified to let him consider feelings.

  Lin Zhengren raised his eyes to look at the Lord of the Country.

  One day of friendship, did not bring him much fatigue.

  But the wrinkles that can't be eliminated on his face are still telling his painstaking effort.

  There are not many gods who need to be so tired. In particular, he still possesses such top-level magical powers as Tianya.

  Looking at Du Guoxiang’s kind face.

  For a moment, Lin Zhengren even thought of his grandfather.

   But he quickly annihilated it.

  In this world, there can be no other person who will treat him like Grandpa.

  I can never have it again.

  He knows this very well.

  He doesn't actually need to think about anything, because he has already thought about it. But sitting opposite Du Ruhui, he still let himself think for a while.

  I thought about the wording again.

   Then he said, "Sister Jiang Limeng of Shengguo today found me."

  Du Ruhui raised his eyelids: "Oh?"

"Tomorrow we will meet." Lin Zhengren said: "Sister Jiang's meaning is to hope that I will not make senseless resistance, so that she can retain more strength and easily enter the race. The original saying is,'Everyone is a country belonging to the country. , My honor is also your honor.'"

  Du Ruhui was noncommittal, only asking: "What is your opinion?"

Lin Zhengren put his hands on his knees, and Zheng Rong said: "The national interest lies in Zhengren's views. It is just that Zhengren is obtuse and does not know how to choose. That is the luck of my country. I don't know where to go. That's the blessing of my country. Therefore, I don't know where to go. Come and consult the prime minister."

  If Zhuang Guo wants to obtain the status of matching strength, the opinions of other vassal countries are very important, and the opinions of Sheng Guo, which is the most powerful vassal country, are more important.

   When Du Ruhui himself talked to the strong men led by Sheng Guo, he was polite and respectful. Of course, he is a monk who is in the realm of God, and he is very respectful to the real people in the world, and it is also very common.

  Because of these reasons, Lin Zhengren cannot make his own decisions.

After hearing Lin Zhengren's loyal confession, Du Ruhui smiled kindly.

  The two talents who came out of Wangjiangcheng Daoyuan really had completely different personalities.

  If it must be compared.

  The person in front of him is sincere and close to hypocrisy. In the end, he is not as straightforward and selfless as Fu Baosong.

Both have the ability to do things.

  Lin Zhengren is used to win people's hearts, and Fu Baosong's personality charm is also very convincing. This aspect is considered to have its own merits.

   But in terms of extraordinary strength, Lin Zhengren is even better.

  Two people have different usages and must be placed in different positions.

  The evaluation and calculation in my heart will not be exported.

  Du Ruhui said with emotion: "Unconsciously, you have reached this point. I really make the old man proud."

  Lin Zhengren respectfully said: "Thanks to your painstaking guidance, I am lucky to have this meager achievement."

  Du Ruhui smiled and said: "It's you who are fighting for your spirit."

   After smiling, he suddenly looked at Lin Zhengren's eyes: "If you let you go for a fight, how sure are you?"

  For this problem, Lin Zhengren had already expected.

  So there is an answer long ago.

"I have had contact with Senior Sister Jiang in the Secret Realm of Huangliang, I know her, and I haven't observed her less these days. Senior Sister Jiang is a great talent, strong, rare, and rich in combat experience. My talent is not as good as my realm. The technique is not as good as..."

  Lin Zhengren whispered: "Only sixty-and-a-half percent sure."

  Du Ruhui smiled.

  He knows Lin Zhengren's cautious and very cautious character. Not to mention that it is very full in case of trouble, more than 60% is the 80 to 90% of others.

   "So."

  Du Ruhui said: "You might as well resist it ‘meaninglessly’. There is always someone to enter the race. I think that not only Jiang Limeng is suitable, but you are also suitable."

  Lin Zhengren did not agree, but said: "Zhengren is still worried about one thing."

  Facing Du Ruhui's questioning eyes, he said: "The resources behind the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons, I don't know if we can ask for it or can't take it."

  Du Ruhui stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "Let you young people look around and worry about these things."

  He sighed: "It's the old man's fault..."

   "You can let go of a fight."

  He retracted his skinny hand, got up and walked into the room.

  Leave only the sound in the courtyard——

   "Behind the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons, if we can have a place. Then I, this old bone, will not hesitate to explain there."

  　 No at twelve.

  (End of this chapter)