A Million Ways To Live In A Dungeon

To be reasonable, Zheng Qian never thought that he would have such a day.

Leaving the city gate, Kachesky, Zheng Sepi, and Shen Jingbing didn't realize what was going on. Suddenly a soldier rushed into the new Martial King gate and asked them to take a trip.

Then he was taken outside the city gate.

At the same time, we also saw Zheng Qian and Zhao Aotian who were driven out of the city.

Cat Nan Bei adapts quite quickly, walking up to Zheng Qian as if it doesn't matter, and after a glance at his face, he seems to understand something and stands silently beside him.

When the three of them saw this, they wanted to ask what was going on, but they always felt that it would be very bad to ask Zheng Qian at this time.

To be reasonable, Zheng Qian really has an urge to kill this time.

The harm is not great and the insulting is extremely strong.

Maybe it's the current situation.

As the Martial King, I was actually kicked out of the palace by a prince who had only been here for more than three days?

"Lao Zhao, how do you feel? Don't tell me that you don't feel anything?" Zheng Qian joked a little irritably.

Zhao Aotian's face was ugly.

No, it can be said that the extreme is hard to see.

Coincidentally, it started to rain at this time.

Obviously three steps behind him were the eaves of the city wall, but he stood motionless, letting the heavy rain wet his whole body.

"Hey, brother, you are here too, what's the matter? Hey, Zhao Ditian, I recruited twelve people today, and they are all... eh? What are they doing?"

"Don't go there."

Zheng Kun also came to the gate of the city under the leadership of the soldiers.

He saw Zhao Aotian and was about to report to his work, but Zheng Qian was blocked by his chest.

Zheng Qian didn't care about his personal grudges with Dage, but said indifferently: "Let him be alone for the time being."

Zheng Kun wondered: "What's wrong?"

Zheng Qian sighed, "I was irritated by someone who doesn't know what is good or bad."

Zhao Aotian couldn't hear a word of Zheng Qian and Zheng Kun.

Standing under the heavy rain, his brain fell into an ethereal state.

I was bombed out?

My Zhao family's ancestor was born and died for generations in Eastern Sichuan. Today, when I came to my body, I was kicked to the position of Martial King, and... was also blasted out of the palace and executed in exile?

Quack quack!

Counting head clenched subconsciously.

Excessive force made the nails embedded in the flesh.

With his head down, the rain rushed down his cheeks like several small faucets.

With a bang, a thunderstorm suddenly flashed across the sky, and Zhao Aotian's face, who bowed his head, was buried in the shadow for a moment. Only a pair of staring round eyes were clearly visible in the shadow.

Zhao Aotian was angry.

Blasting out of the palace, this kind of punishment is no less psychological damage to Zhao Aotian than being beheaded on the spot.

Rage polluted the clear mind like sewage in a blink of an eye.

Just when Zhao Aotian was about to lose control.

A hand rested on his shoulder.

Looking back, Zheng Qian said with a cold face: "No matter what you are thinking, don't do this, it will only make the situation worse."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to control it. I have never suffered such a shameful shame in my entire life."

"Then control yourself harder."

Zheng Qian looked back at the palace: "I don't do it because that kid is the only heir to Situ Zhou, and no one can inherit the throne except him.

The regent can only last for a single year. If he does not inherit, the Eastern Sichuan throne will be vacant forever. When the country is divided, the war will reignite this land. "

"Does that allow him to act recklessly?" Zhao Aotian's voice was raised eight degrees: "If this goes on, Chuandong will be killed by him sooner or later!"

Zheng Qian shook his head and said faintly: "This kid doesn't follow his father, and his world still stays at the northern border with clear black and white lines.

But this world is not so simple.

So, let him jump for a few more days. "

Zheng Qian's words made Zhao Aotian's mood a little better.

"Do you already have any countermeasures?" Zhao Aotian asked.

"Which aspect do you mean?" Zheng Qian asked with a smile and knowingly.

"East Sichuan."

"Isn't that kid?"

"no."

Zheng Qian made no effort to speak, and did not say the answer.

But the relationship between Zhao Aotian and him can actually be understood without saying.

"Let's go." Patting Zhao Aotian's shoulder, Zheng Qian walked in the direction of Yinggu with a hearty smile.

...In half a month...

"Too arrogant."

In the bedroom, Situ Xing smashed the memorial after reading the report.

Jinge was on the side, as if a dead person, watching Situ Xing indifferently in the bedroom.

The look in his eyes felt a bit like watching a monkey show.

Situ Xing grabbed a glass of water, drank three sips, and shouted: "Sixteen countries, no country is willing to return the land."

"Of course, people buy things at a premium, just pay them back if you say they are. It doesn't put people in the eye." Jinge silently looked at the magic book, appearing indifferent.

Situ Xing squinted at him: "Does Tutor Jinge have a good plan?"

"No, this country is not mine."

"Humph."

Situ Xing didn't say anything.

Since Zhao Aotian and Zheng Qian were driven away, the old man became a Yin & Yang person.

It's fine to be a passive assistant, and I still give the king Yin & Yang weird from time to time.

"Instructor Jinge, do you have an opinion on this king?"

"How dare I?" Jingehaha laughed, and said quite ostentatiously: "You are the heir to the throne, I am just the regent, I cannot depose you, and the position is valid for only one year at most.

How dare I disobey you, Prince Star. "

Situ Xing's upper and lower eyelids closed slightly, and he said, "Are you regretting that you have taken this king out of the north?"

"I dare not say yes." Jin Ge said indifferently.

Situ Xing said: "Retrieving the land belonging to own is a responsibility that must be fulfilled as a king.

In any case, I will not follow the old path of my father, and I will take back the land of Eastern Sichuan at all costs! "

"Even if the price is for the betrayal and perfidy?"

"Yes!"

When Jinge heard this, he couldn't help feeling ridiculous for his naivety.

He patted his hips and got up and left the room.

When he arrived at the door, he suddenly remembered something and turned back: "Prince Star, maybe you think you are very rigid, but the old man also wants to remind you.

Half a month ago, you drove away the two strongest fighters and military strategists in this country, and the old man was too old to be on the battlefield.

So, let the old man say something inappropriate.

Do you want to fight? I think how do you fight? "

After that, Jinge turned and left, leaving Situ Xing alone in the messy room.

At the same time, Eagle Valley is over there.

"Oh ~ depth bomb!"

Above the two-meter private swimming pool, Zheng Qian wearing beach pants jumped off the five-meter high platform and smashed into the water in a group.

There was a boom.

The waves that turned up drew a burst of exclamation from the surrounding young models.

More than 30 young models.

Zhao Aotian, Zheng Qian.

All members of the old and new Martial King doors,

Including Venus.

At this moment, in the private club of President Eagle Valley, he is living a life of erosion.

Zheng Kun was wearing sunglasses, lying on the recliner and enjoying the sun.

He took the glass of juice with three small parasols in it and drank it, then turned the juice at the sun, stared at it for a moment, and said to the pool side:

"Brother, you should have come to Eagle Valley long ago. What is Life? This is the fucking Life!"

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