Yin Jun next to him shook his head helplessly at his daughter Xiaojiujiu. There was no doubt that she was stimulating the man in front of him. If he really cared about her, he would definitely be exposed. If he didn't care about her, she could go home with him. Wasn't he here to take her home? He hoped that this day would come earlier, and a generation of poison king followed behind this group of people silently. This was the coldest courtesy he had ever received, but he didn't care at all, because all his focus was on his precious daughter.

There is no doubt that Wu Yonglin is unfamiliar with everything in front of him. Looking at the thousands of pairs of flame-like eyes, his heart seemed to be ignited. This was just a stone thrown in the sea, and after a wave of ripples, he returned to peace again. What does it have to do with these beggars? It seems that there is no.

Wu Yonglin was quite calm about a pretty woman who took the initiative to throw herself into her arms, because the Yin Lengshuang in front was the same at first, but later became like this--he accidentally looked in the direction of Yin Lengshuang and Ribagu. He suspected that the scene in front of him might be a conspiracy. Maybe all kinds of punishments are waiting for him. He needs to take the most adequate response measures, because if these thousands of people spit at him at the same time, they can drown him.

Silence is gold. Wu Yonglin has been silent since he approached these people. He has learned the lesson that he will lose too much. If he makes such a 2B mistake again, he will not have to go into this world.

Thousands of people were waiting quietly for Wu Yonglin who had passed through the earth wall to say something. They knew that this shopkeeper Wu was a talkative person. He was very humorous and always had some fun for people.

Today he said nothing and left them quietly, but such a discussion came out of the crowd.

"I heard that Manager Wu was kicked in the head by a horse's hoof at the Kubai Conference. Do you think he doesn't remember us?"

"No, I heard he was caught in the door."

"It seems that there is no door for the felt tent?"

"You stupid guys, won't they make a door that specializes in dealing with Manager Wu?"

"It seems to be right." These people had a heated discussion on whether there was a door to the felt tent, as if Wu Yonglin was no longer within their discussion.

Yue Ling'er looked at Wu Yonglin who was dumbfounded by Mumu, her eyes were filled with tenderness and sweetness. The absence of news these days was a torment for her. A younger brother who had finally recognized him had not yet woken up. The man she cared about the most seemed to have disappeared, and she didn't know how she survived it.

When Jiumo Xuankong came back a few days ago with a group of Tubo people, she did not look for the familiar shadow in the crowd. The expression on Jiumo Xuankong's face told her that something happened to the one who got killed thousands of times again.

Why does he make people frightened every time? Why doesn’t he know how to cherish himself? Why never think about her Yue Linger? If there is no such thing as him in this world, how could she live alone?

Moreover, this time she had no chance to search for his relevant traces, because they were soon surrounded by a group of people. She learned from Jiumo Xuankong that this group was a Tubo miscellaneous army composed of Cumhun and Galinjie. Their number was several times that of their own people. Perhaps they were afraid of the combat effectiveness of their own people. The Westerners spent nearly tens of thousands of people to encircle and suppress them, but they all escaped. It can be seen that these groups were a group of desperate people, a group of people with some ability. They did not want to attack and die rashly. They were waiting for a team of strong reinforcements to arrive. Only when this group of people arrived might they have the ability to fight. Before that, they just needed to surround them and keep their troops still.

The waiting days for her had been like a year. In the end, Zhang Hu made a reliable decision. They chose a few good-looking brothers outside to pick up Senior Brother Wu, and believed that with his ability, he would definitely be able to escape danger. As expected, wouldn’t this bring him back safely? But Zhang Hu always felt that something was wrong.

That night, everyone was excited, and even the soldiers guarding the earthen walls were much more relaxed. This was the power of faith and the charm of the main general. They believed that when Manager Wu came back, they might not have to be so trembling in this battle.

Wu Yonglin did not receive any welcome ceremony on the first night of his return. The war was about to come. Whether he could see the sun tomorrow became a question that these people could not answer?

They organized all the important personnel to participate in the discussions at this pre-war meeting, and brainstorming became the best tradition that these people have formed since they took root here.

As an outsider, King Yundan was also allowed to join in because of exception. Now that everyone is a grasshopper on the same rope, they must have full trust.

The tent was lively and everyone was happy that Wu Yonglin finally came back, but this did not prevent them from making the most correct decision. However, when they put forward these opinions, Wu Yonglin, as the main general, would naturally make it round and feasible, and in the end it could even become a clever plan.

It was the first time that King Yundan and Choumuli attended such a meeting. They knew that the visitor was a guest and could not interfere with it. Such important military secrets were available for contact, which was the respect of the host and they should be content. Therefore, they were not prepared to speak, but just silently paid attention to the every move and every word and action of these people.

The first thing to say is Mao Zixing. As the battalion commander of the Second Battalion, his speech is of great importance: "I will say a few words first. I will not speak in a roundabout way. If anyone offends you, I hope to take it on a lot of responsibility. I am the first to agree to fight in this battle, and the faster the better, so that they feel that we will not attack them, and when we attack them, we will give them a head-on blow."

King Yundan and Choumuli looked at the mighty man named Mao Zixing curiously. In his opinion, the gap between the number of people seemed to be not the focus of the discussion at all. They only care about whether to fight or not, and then what method to attack.

Zhang Hu, who was next to him, jumped out excitedly and added: "Let us special platoon knock off their front teeth first, and then go in and have some trouble."

After Zhang Hu finished speaking, a relaxed laughter came from the crowd. A military meeting that originally seemed very serious to Cuomli, became more relaxed and freehand. Where did they get the courage? The other party had dozens of times more than his side, and the reinforcements behind were still coming 66 times more.
Chapter completed!