Museum of Demons

Xuanwu finally nodded suspiciously and agreed to the request of the young mastermind in front of him. In fact, this is almost not a request - to prove the existence of Yuxu Palace with actions is naturally more trustworthy than empty words.

What Xuanwu paid was just to wait for a while.

This matter is in his favor.

Xuanwu was extremely sure of this.

After Xuanwu left, the young mastermind seemed relieved, then looked at Xiang Yu and Han Xin, smiled and said, You two are far stronger than Liang.

Liang won't say much.

Xiang Hongyu nodded and said calmly, Marquis Wu is polite.

Han Xin rubbed his ear with one hand, yawned, and lazily said, I'll forgive you if you're polite.

Zhuge Wuhou's compliment definitely means taking advantage of him.

You are really good at taking advantage of everything.

Marquis Wu smiled and didn't answer, then stepped forward in person, straightened the collar of the young champion Hou, and said in a slow voice:

Although your experience is preserved, your own personality and memory are left behind when you were seventeen years old. You are still somewhat youthful and energetic. You are different from those two. Qin Mo is the last madman in the Age of Gods, so you This is the first time to step into the battlefield of the Age of Gods, so be careful.

I remember the previous experience and the teachings I gave you.

You can't be easily induced by the enemy, but you can't ignore it, as long as you remember the tricks of soldiers...

Even the young Huo Qubing was flattered.

The mastermind's palm pressed against his shoulder, and Huo Qubing felt the weight.

Then, Marquis Wu said with a gentle smile, If you fail to win the battle.

It's also because I didn't teach well enough, so I will help you make up the lessons ten times and a hundred times.

In addition, Miss Su Yu'er will be sent back to Qingqiu Country by me.

Champion Hou's body stiffened.

It was as if he could see the black evil spirit emerging from the gentle and smiling face of Marquis Wu.

This moment.

The young famous general's heart is full of fearless courage and desire for the battlefield, but it is by no means fanatical about the battlefield. What is driving him now is Wuhou's gentle smile as terrifying as a remedial ghost. There is the 'fear' of being surrounded by three monsters cramming overtime.

He seemed to have seen the expressions of the three guys in front of him when he failed to win the battle.

ha? !

Can you lose like this?

Can't.

It seems that the usual practice is not enough, let's fight Bawang for three hours first.

After the fight, he played martial arts with Han Xin a hundred times, and then talked with Marquis Wu about strategy for three hours.

will die.

will definitely die...

was exhausted.

The young man's heart was instantly filled with courage to fight. This courage was not young at all, not clear at all. It was filled with the bad taste of three dirty adults.

Han Xin rolled his eyes.

Looking at the young champion Hou who was full of fighting spirit, clenched his spear and gritted his teeth.

Provocative method?

Use Concubine Yu against the Overlord, use Liu Ji against me, and use Gentle Hidden Knife against this kid.

Tsk, this guy has maxed out the skills of the aggressive method, right?

If there is no one to protect him, he will definitely be beaten in a sack when he goes out...

Han Xin turned around, the dark circles under his eyes were so heavy, Xiang Hongyu walked out together with him, even if they watched Wuhou forcibly buffing the young champion Hou, they couldn't bear it, Xiang Hongyu thought deeply, and said: You just said that Marquis Wu's praise comes at a price.

Then, is his cynicism... normal?

Of course not.

Han Xin replied: I have read his book of war. He requires himself to have strategic goals regardless of his happiness or anger. He does not think that happiness and anger are only the time for him to achieve his goals. Such a person has already set everything Take advantage of it all.”

Then what represents his real help?

Zhuge Wuhou's sincerity, heh, two names.

One Wei Yuan and one Liu Xuande.

Han Xin replied.

Xiang Hongyu said: Is there no Liu Chan?

Hahahaha, Liu Chan?

Han Xin, with dark circles under his eyes, leaned forward and backward with laughter as if he had heard some of the funniest jokes, and finally said: If you don't look at that sentence, what is it? Report it to His Majesty.

This sentence means that his writing is better. If it were Liu Ji, he would have to write it like this. Ahem, you bastard, don't think that we are really willing to follow you. If it weren't for your old man being so kind to me back then. , now that he's gone long ago, I don't bother to talk to you, okay?

This guy, was he old when he wrote this thing?

This mouth is really powerful, and the complaints are also sent out, and it makes people feel very touched...

Han Xin threw a cigarette into his mouth with emotion, and lit the cigarette with a snap.

Compared with Xiang Hongyu after reincarnation, this guy who came to the world for a few months is more like a modern person.

Smoking, drinking, staying up all night playing disco.

No one was seen all day.

It's just an enhanced version of street tricks.

Ah no, compared to Xiang Yu's noble children and Liu Bang's small local officials, Han Xin is a ranger who can't even afford to eat, and the ranger at the end of Qin Dynasty is the ancient street slipper. The fate between him and Liu Bang is simply like the age of gods. The sympathy between the two strongest street runners.

At least that's how it was in the early days.

So in the future, Han Xin still has the same temperament, thinking that everyone, brothers, you have my share of the world.

Liu Bang has transformed into the king of the first step in the history of China.

So Han Xin must die.

Xiang Yu looked at the ranger who had not changed, and said:

What have you been doing all this time?

With a cigarette in his mouth, Han Xin said, Read books, military books, battle examples, so many wars have taken place inside and outside China after our death, and there have also been too many strange and classic tactics. Sure enough, this art of war still takes time. growing.

How much have you seen?

How many?

Han Xin smiled.

He stubbed out the cigarette and pointed to his head: All of them.

The ranger replied that it was getting late, and the eyes of this decadent young man were deeper than the sky, which reminded Xiang Yu of the past history, the first time he saw him, and the last battle with the two most powerful soldiers in the world , and at this moment, Han Xin's eyes were the third time he saw such a light.

Ranger replied:

All the battlefields of the human race for thousands of years, all the art of war formations.

It's all here.

……………………

A few days later, the so-called disciples of Yuxu Palace arrived in Taotao Beihai.

Originally, this should be a long distance that needs to be spanned in ten, twenty, or even a hundred years.

But this kind of distance is nothing in front of the power of the Arctic Emperor Zhenwu, so he went back directly. This kind of ability was recorded by Han Xin. Xiang Hongyu was the least interested in it, and the young champion Hou was the most interested in this kind of ability. Interested in.

Humming a happy tune, Dai Xiuneng opened the special products he bought back in his Guixu room, several boxes of instant noodles, alas, when wandering around in the heavens and worlds of Guixu, the thing he missed most about his hometown was This thing is gone.

Sometimes I practice while watching the sky in a place where the birds don’t shit. If I come to a bowl of instant noodles, it will be very exciting.

tear...

With a swipe of his finger, he opened the box directly.

Dai Xiuneng was stunned, What's going on?!

Why is it obviously braised beef noodles, but what's in the box is Laotan sauerkraut beef noodles?

Outrageous?

He tore open the other boxes, and the others were like this, slowly filled with old altar sauerkraut.

???

Dai Xiuneng, who had been away from the world for a long time, made himself a bowl of Laotan sauerkraut in doubt, took a set of instant marinated eggs, and then Wang Zhongwang starch sausage, instant noodles 3-in-1 Wang fried combination, and gave it to his teammates Strongly recommend this combination: Eat! You eat!

The noodles are soaked, let me tell you, at that time, people I knew often ate like this.

I don't feel right...

The girl in Tsing Yi muttered.

Dai Xiuneng was furious: How come? I can still poison you?!

The girl in Tsing Yi stuck out her tongue at him, just for fun, but when Ah Liu scanned it with the detection function of Guixu, the voice replied: It is poisonous to a certain extent, please do not use it.

Dai Xiuneng: ...

The girl in Tsing Yi: ...

The girl crossed her arms and stepped back, her face full of vigilance:

Captain, are you finally going to reveal your beastly appearance?

No, no, no, no, although you are very kind to me, I can't accept it now. Can you please expose your beastly appearance after I break through the realm? I may not run away at that time, but it is not necessarily, it may be At that time, I also had other reasons, but now I can’t.”

The corner of Dai Xiuneng's mouth twitched, and he shattered the special product of his hometown with a backhand palm, and said with a blank face:

... What happened to me during the years when I left this world...

The corner of the mouth of the young man who looked like Neptune twitched:

Can you two stop feeding the dog?

Captain, something serious happened!

What's wrong?

Yanwuchang, those guests have already gone to Yanwuchang!

The Martial Arts Field gathered the Beihai Clan, the Protoss Clan, and the Monster Clan. Today, they wanted to meet the three people from Yuxu Palace and these three commanders who fell from the sky. Their eyes were full of disdain. After all, only three people came here to watch An ordinary-looking young man, he carried a bunch of scrolls with him, on which were pictures of beauties and a poppy flower.

A lazy like ten days and ten nights without sleep.

The other was quite a juvenile cub, trembling as if afraid of going into battle.

The three of them had already started fighting before they came.

Han Xin yawned, lifted his spirits, and said: Although we said that our positions were hostile to each other before, but now, it is different from that time. You are not the king of Chu, and I am not a prince. You are not a Han family either. General, this time, I will join the battle in the name of Yanhuang Yuxu...

There is actually a camp between you, right?

Xiang Hongyu said seriously: After all, you are Liu San'er's horse boy.

Han Xin's face stiffened, and he said, Xiang Hongyu, you are my lieutenant general.

Yes, it's okay, after all, you were once Liu San'er's horse boy.

Han Xin took a deep breath and said, How does it feel to be my general this time?

Then how did you feel when you were Liu San'er's horse boy?

...

Han Xin gritted his teeth and said angrily: Hello? Didn't you die under that Liu San'er's hands?!

Xiang Hongyu was calm and rational: But did you die at the hands of Liu San'er's woman?

I died among thousands of armies, but you were stabbed to death by a palace lady with a bamboo stick.

Han Xin: ...

He turned his head abruptly, looked at Huo Qubing, the famous general of the Han Dynasty, and said, What are you talking about, little guy?!

Huo Qubing opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. For the famous generals of the Han Dynasty, these two belonged to the legends among the legends, the legend of competing with Gao Zu in the world, and now he is still nervous after being threatened by Marquis Wu among.

Subconsciously said: Bawang, you were the king of Chu back then...

As for Bingxian, you were first the King of Qi, and later you were named the King of Chu.

His thoughts gradually became clear, and he subconsciously thought of what the young lady named Vodka Empress said, and subconsciously blurted out: Bingxian, you were the overlord's halberd at first, but later you also snatched the overlord's title of Chu king. Plant the NT on the gram...

Snapped!

Snapped!

The Overlord of Chu and the Marquis of Huaiyin pressed the hands of the young man's shoulders at the same time.

The young Huo Qubing felt his scalp go numb, and the two men on the left and the right exuded evil spirit-like eyes, and there seemed to be the smiling eyes of the young Marquis Wu behind him: This time, you won't get the credit for being brave in the three armies. It's over.

Han Xin replied quietly.

Then he turned around and looked at the many generals of the Beihai army who had gathered here, and said, What, please come here and write the form.

No one answered.

Han Xin scratched his messy black hair and said, Is there no one?

Would you like to fill out the form?

When Dai Xiuneng came, he happened to see Han Xin asking someone to fill out the form for the third time. This time, the audience burst into laughter. Pointing at Han Xin, he said disdainfully, You mortal, what right do you have to give us orders?

I seem to be your supreme commander now.

Supreme Commander, hahahahahahaha!

The huge martial arts arena roared with laughter. The so-called Beihai army was just a guard of honor gathered under Yu Qiang's command. They were all noble children, rebellious, powerful and powerful. Dai Xiuneng only felt his scalp tingling. But it was hard to be able to talk to these disciples of the big clan.

Besides, these guys have been domineering for hundreds of years, and suddenly their immediate boss came.

No one is happy.

At this time, Dai Xiuneng didn't know what to say to ease the situation.

The blood descendant of the god stretched out his finger to poke Han Xinxin's mouth, sneered a few times, and said, I don't care about you! Let's go and drink! He turned around, laughed triumphantly, winked, and the rest of the commanders also admired him He has such guts, such a prestige.

Only half a step away.

The roaring sound suddenly exploded here.

A chilling, icy, domineering arrogance rose violently.

The body of the blood descendant of the gods who deliberately gave him power was stiff.

Two swords staggered and locked his neck.

Xiang Hongyu and Huo Qubing looked indifferent.

The next moment, Jian Feng cut across without hesitation, a huge head was washed up by blood, and the smell of blood suddenly dissipated, and those Beihai generals were silent for a moment, Han Xin sat back, raised his head, and said: I Said, I am the supreme commander, you should know.

He was chilling, fierce, and commanding rate that was indescribable even in the legends.

Like a strong wind, it swept across the military headquarters in Beihai.

Using the Beihai Soldier Talisman as an order, he can directly try to resonate with the entire army of the Beihai God Age.

He seems to be able to directly command the entire Beihai army, and even more than that...

That kind of fearful commander-in-chief with ease, and the viscous and bloody smell of killing soared into the sky. There is no doubt that this is the kind of peerless general who will only be born in ten thousand years. The painter just threw the sword backhand , the black spear in his hand screamed violently.

Even that childish young man burst out with a spirit unmatched by all the generals of the North Sea.

One left and one right, step forward in unison.

So the arrogance instantly soared into the sky.

This is a peerless star!

And there are three!

The three are completely different categories, commander, charge, storm, three types of top famous generals!

It actually came from one place?

The entire martial arts arena fell into dead silence and terror.

Han Xin sat back and said lazily: Come here and get the form. Among them, those who are good at frontal attack follow this big man, those who run fast and know their way follow this little guy, and fill out the form for me. The spell category, type, race, all write on it for me.

Han Xin looked at the sluggish Dai Xiuneng over there, and at the Beidi's confidant who rushed over there.

Knowing that Beidi's confidants actually wanted to give himself a blow.

He nodded with a smile, and said, I'm sorry to bother you, but I've solved everything.

Han Xin closed his eyes lazily, watched Bawang leave, and patted Huo Qubing on the shoulder:

This time, little one.

Don't run too close.

……promise!

……………………

The owner of the guard, who has no idea what will happen in the future, happily farms.

Then, after an unknown amount of time, he welcomed his first guest.

A woman in a goose yellow dress with a gentle look.

PS: The first update today...