The cute sword breaks the sky!

Wen Moyuan hadn't seen this kind of expression for a long time.

This kind of look used to be only for himself.

Seeing senior brother praise another person so much now, Wen Moyuan always felt uncomfortable for some reason.

Obviously I am the best...

Obviously, he has trained an army that no one dares to bully...

But why did the senior brother not use this army in the end, but let this army rest for a while?

He doesn't understand.

Seeing Wen Moyuan's expression, Zhuhe seemed to know what he was thinking, his voice became colder in an instant, and he said coldly:

"Why do you want to be jealous of others? Junior brother, you are already very good, you don't need to be jealous of others."

"Senior Brother, Junior Brother has already trained that army in an orderly manner, and there will never be any more accidents."

"Really?" Zhuhe heard this, but just put down the things in his hands, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said coldly:

"Okay then, let your army stand outside the gate tomorrow and wait, and senior brother will go to order soldiers tomorrow."

Originally thought that the senior brother would refuse, but unexpectedly the senior brother agreed.

This Wen Moyuan was shocked for an instant, and when he realized it, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

But after a while, he suppressed the joy, nodded and said:

"it is good!"

"I didn't expect you, junior brother, to finish their training in just a short period of time. It's quite amazing."

While saying this, Zhuhe's gaze was always on Wen Moyuan, and he said slowly:

"That army, even if it was given to the senior brother, the senior brother is not sure that he can train them well, let alone train them successfully.

I didn't expect you to be able to do it, it really surprised my brother. "

But the more he heard his senior brother say this, the brighter Wen Moyuan's smile became. "Brother, thank you for giving me such an opportunity."

"No, you deserve it." Zhuhe held the small wine glass, his eyelashes drooping slightly, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Now they are rushing back to Yuguizhong, the capital of the Demon Realm.

Yugui is a bustling city.

There is the power of senior brothers.

If they went back smoothly, it would be as difficult as going to heaven if they wanted to kill senior brother.

But the current self is not in a hurry to kill senior brother.

It's more important to keep yourself on your feet.

The senior brother was defeated here before, after the senior brother returned, his position as the Demon Lord must have been shaken, someone wanted to overthrow the senior brother.

And those remnant soldiers chasing and killing senior brother will never be discouraged, if they want to let senior brother go, they will definitely catch up.

Thinking about it, a gleam of light flashed in Wen Moyuan's eyes, he raised his head slightly, looked at his senior brother,

"By the way, where are the generals who came with you, senior brother? Why didn't junior brother see you?"

Are they all dead?

If he is dead, it means that many generals in the capital are probably thinking of overthrowing senior brother.

On this trip, the brother brought many loyal generals with him. If these generals are all dead, then the ones staying in the capital at this moment are not unusually loyal generals.

As soon as they heard that senior brother, the demon king, had lost the battle, they would definitely fabricate rumors in the market for power and status, lower the reputation of senior brother, and then recruit troops to overthrow senior brother.

I just don't know how many generals brought by the senior brother died.

If [-]% of them are dead, it is extremely possible to overthrow the senior brother and become a demon king just by relying on guns.

But if less than [-]% of the brothers' generals died, then I'd better take a rest first, and then make a long-term plan in the future.

Thinking of this, Wen Moyuan clenched his fists slightly.

But at this time, but he could hear light words in his ears,

"Dead, they're all dead."