[Comprehensive] Diaosi Raiders Become God

The bamboo flute sang softly, and the leisurely sound of the flute echoed in the courtyard.

The young man with a green face stood in the center of the courtyard, holding a wooden sword tightly, quietly looking at the blue bamboo in a daze.

"Xiao Mo, what are you doing?"

Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind the boy.The boy didn't need to turn his head to know that his so-called "adoptive father" must have come to see him again.Obviously, being a teacher of a country should be extremely busy, but he seems to be very leisurely every day, and always finds time to see himself.

"Practice the sword."

Xuan Xiaomo's answer was very concise, just as capable as he is.The expression on his face was extremely indifferent, and even exuded a faint air-conditioning inadvertently.

"...Xiao Mo, your martial arts skills are already excellent, so you don't need to squeeze yourself so hard all day long." Luo Ziyan took out a towel from his sleeve and gently wiped the sweat off his forehead, "Just now What are you thinking? You look dumbfounded."

Xuan Xiaomo pushed Luo Ziyan's hand away, walked to the side very shamelessly and wiped his face with the cold water from the stream, then wiped away the water stains with the square towel that he had prepared to the side early in the morning.

After Luo Ziyan was pushed away by Xuan Xiaomo, he was stiff for a moment, but he quickly recovered, and walked to Xuan Xiaomo's side with a flat [grievance] face.

Ten years have passed since that dinner party.

Relying on the warm reminders from the system, even though Luo Ziyan's IQ was not as high as that of Yuan Guoshi, he always managed to push through.As he was busy all day long, time passed quickly.The soft and glutinous little dumpling at the beginning has grown into the appearance of a handsome young man. Although there is still a little baby fat on the face, it can already be seen that it is charming.

Not long after the dinner, Luo Ziyan found a martial arts master for Xuan Xiaomo.He is an old man, although his name is unknown, but the system tells him that this old man is one of the top martial arts masters and strategic veterans in the world.

Facts have also proved that this old man who is addicted to alcohol and meat is indeed a good teacher. Luo Ziyan can tell from Xuan Xiaomo's ability to defeat a dozen strong soldiers now that he is only a teenager.It's just that Xiao Mo's child's personality has never learned the old man's spoiled optimism, and he always has a poker face that makes everyone feel chilled when he looks at it.

Although it's good not to have learned the old man's bad habits... But it's hard to get along with the social circle with such indifference, right?

The side task assigned to him by the system was to assist General Xuan Xiaomocheng.If the interpersonal circle is not improved, how can I get that position smoothly in the future.

"Master National Teacher."

"Father." Luo Ziyan seriously corrected Xuan Xiaomo's slip of the tongue.

"Master Guoshi..." Xuan Xiaomo's eyes gradually darkened, "I think we should have a good talk. Don't always emphasize that I am a child picked up by you. Although I am currently living in You, but I will separate soon."

"...you?!"

Rao Ziyan's psychological endurance has improved to a certain extent after being in the officialdom for ten years, but when Xuan Xiaomo said this sentence, he still couldn't help but hesitate a bit.

Damn this brat is trying to break up with him? ! ! !

What the hell is going on in your head all day, kid?What is emphasizing [things picked up], and what is sojourning?The kid will talk back to his parents when his wings become stiff when he grows up?My heart is so tired. This is the rhythm of being disgusted by my own children.

"Why do you have such thoughts...Xuan Xiaomo, I have always regarded you as my child." Luo Ziyan's suppressed voice revealed a faint anger.

"No need, my lord. In a few days, I will go to the front to kill the enemy. Through this, I will obtain my own title."

"But... me."

"Master Guoshi, I don't need your charity. I just need you to look at me positively, not like looking at a child."

Xuan Xiaomo's eyes were dark and heavy, a bit like the night sky without the moon.

black creepy...

The kid doesn't need everything he's given...he knows it...

He has paved the way for him, he knows it.After all, he is a god, and the wisdom he possesses is indeed amazing.

Luo Ziyan began to recall the ten years he spent with Xuan Xiaomo, because he was too busy with state affairs and often couldn't control Xuan Xiaomo.It is not easy to spare some time to see him at ordinary times.It is common for people to leave immediately after a quick meal without even having time to say a word.

He is indeed not a dedicated father, and it is inevitable that he will raise a rebellious son.

It's just why there is still a faint sadness... Is this the feeling of being abandoned by my son?

"Since there is nothing else, I will go first."

Glancing briefly at Luo Ziyan who was still on the ground in a daze, Xuan Xiaomo put away the wooden sword and left.

Luo Ziyan opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he didn't say it.

In this way, his words of "be careful of yourself" were not heard by the other party until Xuan Xiaomo put on his battle armor and went to the front line.

Not long after Xuan Xiaomo left, Xuan Xiaomo's martial arts teacher rarely came to chat with him.

"When a poor child grows up, he doesn't want to be disciplined by others." The bad old man sat on the stone bench in an indecent position holding his own wine gourd, with a relaxed look, "I raised that child I know it in my heart. At least you, a father who knows nothing about dragons, knows a little more."

"You said so."

Luo Ziyan answered the old man lightly, but there was a bitterness in his eyebrows.

"It's all right. Master Guoshi, you don't have to worry about the safety of that poor kid. He won't have any problem fighting those ordinary soldiers with my teaching."

The old man took a sip of the wine in the gourd, and followed Luo Ziyan's gaze to look at the dark sky, "It's just that the poor kid has something on his mind. I think he went to the battlefield resolutely because of that thing in his mind. Hey, don't ask me what's the matter, I don't know anyway. It just feels like there's something wrong."

The drunken old man blushed and talked to himself for a long time, Luo Ziyan didn't bother, drinking Longjing and listening to his babble silently all night.

Then there is the long wait.

News from the battlefield is often delayed for a long time.Luo Ziyan also has some contacts in the army, and he has to worry for a long time every time he sees the letter paper sent by Fei Ge.

The form of the battlefield is often not optimistic.

After burning today's letter paper, Luo Ziyan went back to Ruantang to read the memorial book as usual.At this time, a soft glutinous dumpling appeared in front of his eyes, his serious face was tense.

[It's really leisurely, host.It seems that you have been able to adapt to life in this world very well in the past few years. 】

"No. Life in this world is exhausting." Luo Ziyan didn't lift his head, but just looked down at the documents, "This kid doesn't listen to me at all, how do you think I should attack him?"

Tuanzi looked at the mountain of memorials piled up beside Luo Ziyan, gloating on his brows, [As for the strategy, haven’t you been working on it all the time.That child has a high degree of affection for you.It is only a matter of time to seize his divine power.After all, a god whose divine power has not returned cannot seize divine power. 】

"The favorability is high? Are you kidding me? Besides, why can't you seize it before the return of the divine power? Isn't it more difficult to capture it after the return of the divine power?" Hearing this, Luo Ziyan slightly raised his head, but he quickly glanced at it He bowed his head again.

[Naturally high.His favorability for you has always been above 80.It is much higher than Ye Ziyan and Ling Zhifeng in the first world at the beginning. ] Tuanzi called up Xuan Xiaomo's data from the data and looked at it carefully, 【Tsk...how did this kid start to increase his blackness so much before he had finished the strategy?It seems that this task will be very difficult, host. 】

"The degree of blackening?"

After hearing the name Ling Zhifeng from the system, Luo Ziyan lost his mind for a moment, and a broken memory fragment quickly flashed through his mind.But because he thought it was irrelevant, he was quickly abandoned by Luo Ziyan, and asked about words that seemed more important than others.

[Don't ask me what this is, anyway, it's a very troublesome thing. 】

"Oh."

[Also, the issue of divine power you mentioned.Maybe it's because Zero Zero Three is stupid, so I forgot to tell you.The lost gods are divided into three phases.The unawakened period, the initial awareness period, and the awakened period.When gods begin to realize their own specialness is the initial stage of understanding, and at that stage they will have some of their previous abilities.I don't think I need to explain the awakening period and the unawakening period.In short, if a god has not even obtained his divine power, how do you take his divine power? 】

"Oh..." It was still a soft reply.

[...Host, I have been talking for so long, you should at least look up and look at me, right?This is the most basic courtesy. 】Tuanzi looked dissatisfied at Luo Ziyan, who was writing furiously.

"If you can help me approve all the zippers, maybe I can consider your suggestion."

Luo Ziyan paused for a moment, took a sip of the bitter tea from the cup of tea squeezed beside the table. "You must know that the national teacher is very busy, and he has a lot of affairs. How can I spend this time talking to you?"

【(?｀∧′)!Maybe I would have believed you if I hadn't seen you sneaking out to play a few hours ago.But having said that, your emperor doesn't care about you now?It feels a little weird. 】

"Your Majesty? Are you talking about Feng Prison?" Luo Ziyan paused, a trace of distress appeared on his originally plain face, "It's okay if you don't mention it, but if I mention it, I'll be the first and the second."That guy is a bear too.If I don't do anything, I leave a lot of irrelevant things to me. A few days ago, I even said that I would take a few concubines for me.I thought it would be easier after the domestic famine was dealt with a few years ago, but I was really naive. "

【Humph hum...(￣▽￣), this system has solved so many things for you in the past ten years or so.What reward do you want to give this system?Otherwise, just dance for the system to see. 】

"Why don't you die." Luo Ziyan almost spit out his tea after hearing this.At this time, there was a light knock on the door.

Tuanzi glanced outside the door, and there was a feeling of displeasure on his expressionless face.But he didn't say much and put down the sentence [see you later. ] disappeared into the air.

The space where Tuanzi disappeared was distorted for a moment, and Luo Ziyan inexplicably felt a sense of loneliness.

There was constant knocking on the door.

"come in."

Putting away the scattered music on the table, Luo Ziyan whispered to let the people outside the door enter.

The visitor was somewhat unexpected by Luo Ziyan.But Luo Ziyan quickly reacted.

"Your Majesty, why are you here? Why didn't the servants in the back inform you?"

The person who came was Feng Prison. At this time, he was wearing a navy blue casual dress, and his smooth black hair was tied up casually with a headband.Compared with the Feng Prison Luo Ziyan met in the palace, he looks really simple at this moment.

"Why, widows are not welcome?"

Feng Prison naturally sat down beside Luo Ziyan, looking at Luo Ziyan with a gentle smile.

"Of course not. It's just that I didn't know that the emperor was coming and didn't prepare some refreshments and drinks. Is there anything the emperor wants to discuss with the ministers this time?" Luo Ziyan called Xiaoying to take the zither away, and replaced it with some snacks and tea.

Xiaoying, who came over, looked at Feng Prison alertly, and seeing that Luo Ziyan had no other instructions, she stood silently behind Luo Ziyan and watched the changes.

"No big deal, I just wanted to see you."

Feng Jian held the hot tea that he had just brought up, half-closed his eyes and sniffed the fragrance of the tea. "In the next few days, Xiaoying's tea making skills will get better and better."

"The emperor is absurd." Luo Ziyan also sipped the hot tea in the porcelain cup.The prostrate tea breath puffed on his face, making Luo Ziyan's face blurry.

"Xuan Xiaomo's going to the battlefield is my own consent."

"?!"

"Your son, in order to go to the front line, begged me personally. I promised him." Feng prison looked at the porcelain cup in his hand seriously, "It's really strange, as your son. He didn't beg you, but begged me You know that I like to do the opposite of what you do, and he came to beg me, which means you don't agree to let him go, so I agreed."

"What use do you say this matter to me." Luo Ziyan touched the warm porcelain cup with a complicated look in his eyes.

"I just want you to know. Xuan Lihao..."

"Although you, it seems that you have become really different from before. But I still hate you very much. When you are useless, I will take everything from you." Feng Prison scratched the void with his hands, as if rubbing Breaking something, "I'll leave you with nothing."

Ma Ma has a mental illness here.

#我家皇上He didn’t take his medicine on time again#

#嘻哦冬孩子说它很很很儿童#

"So. Are you here to scare me?"

"Yes."

"..." Luo Ziyan rubbed his aching temples. It's really not easy for such a childish king in this country to survive until now.

The atmosphere was silent for a moment, perhaps because Feng Prison felt bored looking at Luo Ziyan with a calm look even after hearing his "threat", so he left after drinking tea.

When he left, he also mentioned the matter of taking a concubine for Luo Ziyan.

Luo Ziyan instantly had one head and two big ones.

Xiaoying's face became strange when she heard the conversation between the two.

Sure enough, although I have heard the conversation between these two people many times, it is still difficult to get used to it.

#About the conversation between the emperor and our national teacher#

#The emperor is usually unreasonable and difficult to look straight#