This is My Planet

As it turns out, less than an hour.

In just ten minutes, Xia Guixuan came out neatly, and smiled kindly at the generals: "The marshal asked everyone to go in for a meeting."

Yan Wuyue Ling Moxue's eyes became very strange.

How long have you been here?

Father God is down...

The generals all sighed and filed in, but saw that the marshal was also well-dressed and looked at the star map with his hands calmly. The calm and calm expression made everyone wider in their hearts. As expected, the marshal would not be wrong, no. Know what he and Staff Xia are secretly discussing in there?

"Let you wait a long time." Gongsun Jiu calmly said: "Let's discuss the specific tactical details, the cooperation direction of the gods and our offensive line."

Yue Guihong asked: "Is there no need to negotiate with the gods?"

"The High Priest of Shang Zhaoye is on his way here. She will coordinate with me. We will discuss our plan first, and then we will discuss with the gods on a few types of plans."

Seeing that the Marshal had been prepared for all this, everyone finally let go of their hearts. They all secretly said that the communication line between the Marshal and the gods did not know how to hold them. It is estimated that the mysterious staff Xia was single-line responsible? Well, it's very possible.

I thought the marshal Xingnan was a favorite...not just fine.

People took their seats one after another, looking at Gongsunjiu's face, many people still had a strange thought in their hearts: If the marshal Xing Nan favors...maybe the marshal looks like the one below...

He is getting more and more beautiful, with his red lips and white teeth, his temperament is more graceful and graceful... Many people used to say that the marshal was a maid, but now it is becoming more and more obvious. Sometimes when you glance at the past, you think there is a small army sitting there. Tweed.

Then the gestures and even the voice... also feel more and more feminine.

Especially at this moment.

That is to say, the military temperament is still there, and the majesty and coldness of the superior is still outstanding, otherwise it would really be like a small military flower.

Everyone watched their noses and noses, and put aside their random thoughts and forced themselves into the subject of a regular military conference.

Gongsun Jiu's heart almost popped out of his throat.

She didn't wear the magic weapon of cover at the moment, and even the transformation technique did not change her shape as usual, only slightly changed the facial lines and voice lines. At this time, she almost appeared in front of everyone as a female.

It felt almost, almost the same as showing.

It's not too late, it's just someone's task.

It was not ten minutes just now. Xia Guixuan changed the flow rate of time. In fact, two or three hours have passed. Xia Guixuan also knew that this was a wartime, not a time to squander time. It was a rare use to change the flow rate of time. Way of doing things.

The first half was doing that, and the second half was talking about business. While talking, he suddenly said something like this: "When you appear as a man, Wuyue Moxue’s closeness with you will really make you feel better. I'm jealous, am I wrong?"

So the "punishment" just now was not because he exposed the bottom of his defeat. In the final analysis, it was because of this. Gongsun Jiu's previous ominous premonition was completely correct.

She was also a little bit dumbfounded and leaned in his arms, and said helplessly: "What should I do, you know that I am a woman can still be jealous, I can't cure your disease. People say that practice is rushing to investigate. It's superficial, why the more you practice, the more you go back, how can you be so clear."

"Emmmm..." Xia Guixuan thought for a while, shook his head and said: "It's probably not my cognitive problem, but someone else."

"Ok?"

"Others would think that Wuyue or Mo Xue was the Marshal. This is what made me feel uncomfortable. Others thought I was wearing a hat. Therefore, I have never expressed my opinion about your marriage with Mo Xue, just hesitating. This, otherwise, the idea of ​​marriage between you is actually quite good, and it is very beneficial to the political situation."

Xiao Jiu thought about it dumbfounded for a while, then chuckled: "This seems to make sense. I'm not happy when I am a man. Why didn't I wear a hat, but I wore it in the eyes of others... But Brother Taikang... …"

"Ok?"

"Your protagonist's consciousness is a bit too strong... This is in the eyes of outsiders, I am afraid you took my wife in bed, and you put a hat on me. I am still wronged."

"Eh?" Xia Guixuan was silly, and suddenly smiled: "It seems like this."

Xiao Jiu drew circles on his chest: "I have always wanted to counter-attack Zelt, and it is indeed selfish. Only with such great power can I remove my disguise and tell the world that I am a woman. At that time, it doesn’t matter who has a micro-word... In fact, it can be gradually manifested now..."

Xia Guixuanqi said: "What manifestation?"

"I can gradually feminize and let everyone get used to boiling frogs in warm water day by day. When a certain time comes, it's okay to reveal it, or if you don’t reveal it, it’s okay to let everyone know... how to decide on the current situation. You say If everyone knows it in their hearts, but doesn't say anything about it, can you still respond?"

Xia Guixuan said, "Of course that's not a problem."

Xiao Jiu bit her lower lip lightly, and tentatively said, "Then...when will it start?"

Xia Guixuan looked down at her and saw the madness in her eyes.

In fact, the person who most wants to remove the pretense is herself...

It’s just that he is usually suppressed in the shell of reason. Only in the game can he vent and find his own truth.

But as the current situation seemed to be heading for a better and better direction, she began to lose more and more of her inner impulse.

He lifted her chin gently, and whispered: "Then start today."

Xiao Jiu was a little flustered after all: "Today, today?"

"Yes, just go to the meeting like this, no magic weapon is allowed."

"I……"

"This is a mission."

It is a task, not a task. It’s just to find a reason for her to break her heart and make her "irrational" impulse. It's all forced, the master’s task...

So crazy.

But during the meeting, no one could see the madness in her heart. All she could see was the stern eyes and the straight military posture, like two people with schizophrenia.

At this time, Yan Wuyue of course also went in for the meeting. Xia Guixuan did not participate. He was in his exclusive lounge, leaning on the sofa and hugging Ling Moxue, tasting a glass of red wine in one hand, and was still thinking.

Ling Moxue really wanted to ask the master why you only have ten minutes today. He didn't dare to ask when he looked like that. She just whispered: "What is the master thinking? Is there anything I can help?"

"I'm thinking, Xiao Jiu actually has a tendency to self-destruct sometimes."

"Uh..." I was thinking of other women.

It was difficult for Ling Moxue to understand the self-destructive tendency of that person. Ever since I met that "senior" in elementary school, she has been like a cocky bird, as if no one was as great as him.

But having said that, maybe it was really because I had taken too much in my heart, but when one day she took it off and gave herself to this man, she would show her fragility and indulgence.

Because everything is in his hands, he no longer has to be cautious and move forward hard.

The reason why he fell under his wings is also a big reason, including himself.

And for a powerful person like the owner, does it occasionally get tired, and want to lie down under whose wings to rest?

Ling Moxue flashed across Xuefeng's heart and gave her the woman who gave her sword art.

As if there was a spirit in his heart, Xia Guixuan said at the same time: "Where did your sword aura come from?"

Ling Moxue answered cautiously: "A very beautiful and gentle sister... She is weird~www.readwn.com~Does the master recognize this sword art?"

"Deng Jiutian and caress Comet, her unique sword art." Xia Guixuan sighed in a low voice, "From the beginning, she didn't intend to hide it from me. She was here to find fault."

Ling Moxue: "... Am I going to be her master?"

Xia Guixuan laughed and said, "She won't recognize it...but if you seriously instruct you to practice the sword, I really can't do it. Another person is quite suitable."

Ling Moxue said strangely: "Who else?"

The air rippled slightly.

Shang Zhaoye appeared in the room, kneeling on one knee: "Father, God's descendant has reached Donglin."

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PS: Thanks to the "Uncle Thousand Miles" brother Shangmeng, there will be an update tonight, it may be later.

Another...Uncle Da takes my youth along the way...