Shen Yin Wang Zuo

Chapter 99—Fantasy Heaven (2)

Han Yu looked puzzled: "How did the Mozu know? The dream paradise is in our territory, and the Mozu is impossible to explore at a close distance. Moreover, even Ling Ling has only recently discovered it."

The white-haired old man sighed and said: "It should be the star demon. As the great prophet of the Mozu, his divination ability is unique in the world. It must be that he feels the change here."

Han Yuran said: "It's no wonder. If you want to smash our spies and mobilize so many horses and squadrons, it must be the devil of the devil. In this case, I have to return to the league and increase the number of reinforcements."

The white-haired old man nodded and said: "Dream paradise is extremely important. It is not open every time for a hundred years. It must not let the Mozu succeed. Fortunately, there are several old guys who threaten the demon god, otherwise, for the dream Heaven, the demon **** is very likely to be close."

Han Han’s brows are wrinkled. “The predictive power of the Star Devil makes us too passive. Ling Lao, what advice does your old man have?”

After thinking for a while, the white-haired old man said: "Dream paradise is full of opportunities, but it is also full of danger. The Mozu is nothing more than wanting to get into it. At present, our casualties are too serious. I am afraid that Zhennanguan will be completely destroyed. Of course, if it is at that time, it is impossible for the Mozu to leave behind a few devils."

Having said that, the original gentleness of the white-haired old man suddenly became strong, and all the voices in the entire conference room seemed to be limited at this moment.

"Don't the Mozu want to enter the dream paradise? They always thought that we can compete with them because of the existence of dream paradise. If so, let them go and see it. The dream paradise is good, but we rely on it. Does he come to be stronger?"

After listening to the old-fashioned old man, Han Han and the shadows were shocked by the wind, almost the same voice: "No."

The white-haired old man smiled and said: "You listen to the old man and finish the conversation."

"The Mozu also knows that if we fight with jade, we will not forcibly close the dream paradise. At that time, they will not get anything. And Zhennanguan is difficult to attack from the outside, but it is not difficult to attack from inside. Even if they can Occupy here, as long as the alliance mobilizes the army, they will be driven out. So, if we propose to give the Mozu several places to enter the dream paradise, then they are very likely to agree."

Han Hao hurriedly said: "But, Ling Lao, dream paradise is too important for us, how can we make the Mozu..."

The white-haired old man waved his hand and said: "No one knows more about the situation in the dream paradise than I have. I have entered it twice. In the paradise of heaven, danger and opportunity are common. But one thing, the treasures inside are absolutely great. Some are biased towards the nature of light, and the number produced every hundred years never exceeds 20. In simple terms, the symbolic meaning of fantasy paradise is actually more than practical. Even if the representative of the demon is strong, I believe At most, they can only get 40% of the harvest. If we can reduce the casualties of at least hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians, the old man thinks it is worthwhile. In addition, can we still let the Mozu into the dream paradise? The main reason is to go in and see. Similarly, the Mozu also has the secret we want to know. Under the exchange of equivalence, it is not necessarily whoever suffers."

The old man’s eyes shone with wise light, and his voice made everyone fall into meditation. No one saw it, and there was a glimmer of color in the eyes of the old man.

His suggestions are of course feasible, but they also have a selfish heart. If the Mozu really attacked the town of Nanguan without paying all the costs, it would not only be the majesty, but also the pastor's temple.

In the town of Nannan, it is the main hall of the pastor's temple! It can be said that the strength of the entire pastor's temple is 80%. Once the town of South China is destroyed, the pastor's temple will also be lost. As the former priest of the priest's temple, the deputy leader of the Temple Alliance, Ling Lao would never want to see such a situation. Of course, he is not only for the pastor's temple, but also for the entire league.

Slightly sigh, Ling Lao continued: "This matter, let the old man dictate once. On the other side of the alliance, I will personally explain to the lord. The benefits exchanged from the Mozu, our pastor's temple is also not all, all by Alliance dominates."

How is Han Hao so hot, after Ling Lao made this suggestion, he understood that things had been fixed, and he could not refute. In order to resist the Mozu, Zhennanguan and the pastor's temple have already paid too much. If Zhennanguan is really destroyed, the alliance will be subject to great turmoil.

After a moment of indulgence, Han Hao nodded a little hard and said: "Well, since Ling Lao has decided, I will unconditionally support cooperation. But I must report to the alliance, but I also ask Ling Lao to forgive me."

Ling Lao smiled and said: "This is what it should be. Ling Xiao, send messengers to contact the Mozu. Ask them to negotiate."

"Yes, Grandpa."

Long Haochen has been watching with cold eyes. In his capacity, it is a great glory to be able to attend meetings at this type of meeting.

The name of the dream paradise was the first time he heard it. He saw the meaning of being in the crowd, and there seemed to be something unfortunate in it. At the same time, he also noticed that Ling Lao said here the best, although his face is smiling, but this powerful old Saint has absolute authority. The decision he made could not be refuted even by Han Han and the shadow of the sacred alliance. Moreover, since he called the legendary strongmen of the Devil's Hunting Devils as the old guy, it means that he is the legendary powerhouse of the same generation.

The meeting continued, and they negotiated how to restore Zhennanguan as soon as possible. It is still unclear whether the negotiation will succeed. It must be prepared.

After an hour, Ling Xiao announced the end of the meeting.

Ling Lao stood up for the first time, but his gaze looked at Long Haochen and Caier who were sitting in the back row. He smiled slightly and said: "Dream paradise is a big chance to open once in a hundred years, since these two The young man is the future heir of the Knights Templar and the Assassin's Temple. Then, the old man will give you a gift, I hope you will gain something in the dream paradise."

As I said, I didn’t see what Ling Lao was doing. The two groups of white light had already flown to Long Haochen and Caier.

Long Haochen’s subconscious raise of his hand, I saw two crystal clear white beads falling into my grasp. What surprised him even more is that the breath emitted by the two beads turned out to be a spatial attribute. Each one has only the size of the first section of the thumb, and the inside of the beads seems to have milk swaying, which looks very strange.

"Thank you for your predecessors." Long Haochen rushed to pick up the pick up, and respectfully bowed to Ling.

Han Han and the shadow of the wind are all showing the color of surprise.

Ling Lao waved his hand and turned away. The other Zhennanguan and the reinforcements who were present at the scene looked at Long Haochen and Caier, and they all showed a bit of envy.

Others also left the big conference room one after another. Han Han waved a beckoning to Long Haochen, indicating that he and the children should not leave.

Long Haochen took the waist of the child and walked to the front of Han Yu. Han Han, the shadow and the wind and the current priest of the priest, Ling Xiao, the three stood together and their eyes fell on him.

Long Haochen remembers the words before Han Yu, first bowed to Ling Xiao, and said: "Thank you for your treatment of Grandpa Ling."

Hearing this grandfather, Ling Xiao’s original serious face showed a smile and nodded. “Thank you, I will cure your injury. Thank you, I don’t want to thank you for saving me. What is the life of a soldier? We are just doing our duty."

On the side of Han Yu did not be angry: "Lao Ling, your mouth smells like this life seems to be unable to change. The heart is the softest, mouth odor."

Ling Xiao snorted and said: "I broke through to the ninth order anyway, and some people are still watching at the eighth order."

Han Hao hasn't spoken yet, and the shadow next to it has not been done. "Hey, Lao Ling, don't take the wounds of people's wounds, the blow is too big!"

Ling Xiao finally smiled. "It is forgotten that the guy who is the head of this thief has not broken."

Han Yu cooperated with the tacit understanding of the wind: "He is deliberate."

The shadow is not on the wind, but shrugs his shoulders: "Nothing, he is nine steps, I can't beat him. I endured."

Ling Xiaoxiao said: "Okay, are you two old and not shy, want the children to see jokes? How about breaking through the ninth order, I will fail more than you."

The face that just had a little smile said that it was now gloomy.

Han Wei patted his shoulder and said: "It’s been so many years, you can’t let it go! Let me say what is good for you. Are you really planning to let the Ling family never?”

Ling Xiao smiled and said: "Is there any way? In addition to her, can I pretend to be someone else? Don't tell me you can forget her."

Han Hao suddenly angered: "If you can't let go, why don't you go to find her? You can't let go of her position as the priest's temple lord?"

Ling Xiao shook his head and said: "I have no face to look for her! In this world, I hate the night, the second hate myself. I have not wanted to ask her forgiveness, the last wish of my life is I can go with the **** at night."

Long Haochen stood on the side of a misty water, but only vaguely felt that this seemed to involve the old generation's grievances. As for the night that was mentioned in Ling Xiaokou, he never heard of it.

Han Han and the shadows are all frowning, but they are surprisingly not persuading Ling Xiao.

Ling smiled and said: "Well, don't say this, say something right. Old Han, the old man gave things to these two little guys, what do you say? This is a chance in a hundred years."