Chu Ying rushed to the military compound. Wen Sihai was waiting for him in the office. When he saw him staring at him for a long time, which made Chu Ying feel uncomfortable, he sighed softly: "You are smart enough to face Qi Fengyun." With one against seven, tell me what the chances are of winning? " Ling Tian represents the dark forces, Horn represents the Yanhuang Cauldron, and Wen Sihai represents the military. What these three forces are most concerned about is how likely Chu Ying is to win this battle. It can be seen that They are afraid of the seven tribes. If Wen Sihai had asked this question last night, Chu Ying's answer would still be that he had no chance of winning, but now it is different. As long as he is given time to master Tai Chi Zhou Liu Jin, Qi Fengyun and others will no longer be a threat to him. It can be said that the real present is different from the past. Compare. "In short, we won't lose." Chu Ying's answer was still a bit conservative, because the situation on the battlefield was changing rapidly. Even if he was confident that he would win without defeat, it was just his self-confidence, which was still very different from the real situation. ¡°Moreover, if his answer is too arbitrary, it will give Wen Sihai the false impression that after the First World War, the seven tribes will endure it for another thirty years. The consequences of this falsehood are very serious. Therefore, his ambiguous answer will inevitably put a certain amount of pressure on Wen Sihai, making him dare not take it lightly and seriously deploy within these three months. He will not be unprepared and taken advantage of by the seven tribes because of his defeat. . As expected, his answer completely destroyed Wen Sihai's good mood of being relieved because of the destruction of Tianhao Alliance and Chuchu Sect, and a dark cloud once again enveloped the old general's heart. ¡°Not losing does not mean winning is certain, we must also plan carefully.¡± Wen Sihai said solemnly. Chu Ying said: "This is completely unnecessary. Although Qi Fengyun and others think they will win, they will not be defenseless. There are no absolutes in this world." "I have good news to tell you. , but you ruined my mood, just don¡¯t say anything,¡± Wen Sihai said angrily. Chu Ying curled his lips and said: "At this time, what good news can you have, unless it is" At this point, Chu Ying's eyes suddenly widened, and he rushed to Wen Sihai, grabbed the old man's collar, He lifted the old man up from the sofa and said, "Is there any news for Jingjing?" Wen Sihai puffed his beard and glared, "Boy, what are you doing?" He is a dignified general with thousands of troops under his command. Just move your fingers. A big shot in a country can be destroyed with just a few words. In this world, even the president and prime minister of a country dare not touch him, but this kid actually picked him up! Picked it up? Picked it up! The old man has lived for so long, except for the old leader who did this when he was in the army, who else dares to do this to him? "Uh-huh, I'm too excited, don't take it off, old man, hehe." Chu Ying was indeed overly excited. Even so, he still carried the old man. At this moment, a voice like the sound of nature penetrated Chu Ying's ears in an instant, penetrated his heart, his god, and everything about him. "What are you doing?" Turning around, he saw a handsome and heroic beauty in military uniform with ear-length hair, standing leaning against the door, her beautiful eyes twinkling like stars. Wen Jing! Chu Ying¡¯s dream policewoman! came back! He actually came back at this time! Chu Ying felt as if he was dreaming, and couldn't help but pull Mr. Wen's hair. The old man grinned in pain, and then Chu Ying realized that it was not a dream! it is true! He had fantasized about the meeting between the two countless times, and he also imagined that after rescuing Su Yuechan's mother, he would immediately rush to Africa to find this beautiful policewoman, but he did not expect that she would come back on her own! After being away for so long, she is still so fresh and capable. The only change is that the greenness on her face has faded away, and there is a hint of maturity and a hint of murderous fierceness. Her skin has also become darker, but it makes her more heroic and healthy. That wheatish complexion gave her a hint of wild beauty. "Quiet!" Chu Ying screamed and pushed Mr. Wen down on the sofa. He wanted to run over, take the policewoman he had been dreaming about into his arms and love him wantonly, but he suddenly found that his legs were like It was as heavy as lead, and every step seemed to use all the strength of the body. He loves her so much, even though he is surrounded by beautiful women, even though he loves every one of them, his heart is always imperfect because his Jingjing is not around! Now that Jingjing is back, his heart is complete. Finally, he walked in front of her, and he could clearly hear the policewoman's heart beating vigorously. On the battlefield in Africa, Wen Jing is the Udumbara that everyone respects. She is a rose with thorns, and her killing power is? Decisiveness frightens the enemy, and her decision-making can easily destroy an enemy's armed organization. However, at this moment, her heart was confused, her mind was shaken, and her soul was trembling. On her beautiful face, there is no longer a light cloud with pearls of wisdom in her hand, but a touch of red cloud slowly spreading. Chu Ying stretched out his hand, wanting to hold up the face that was within reach in front of him, but he was also trembling. He was afraid that this was a mirror, and it would disappear with his gentle touch. "Jingjing, is that you?" Chu Ying struggled to say a word, then panted violently, his eyes panicked and nervous. Wen Jing suddenly grabbed his hands, put them on her face, and nodded gently. Chu Ying's mind was agitated, his body was shaking suddenly, and he suddenly violently pulled Jinghua into his arms. Smelling the familiar smell, his heart that was about to jump out slowly returned to its place. Wen Jing lay on his shoulder, her eyes filled with tears, and suddenly she started crying hysterically. The emotions she had suppressed for a long time were like a flash flood, completely out of control. Chu Ying used his hands hard, as if he wanted to rub the policewoman into his body. In his bones and in his soul, he would never let her go again. The corners of the old man's eyes are also a little moist. There are moments when the iron-blooded old general is moved, and there are moments when his heart is made soft. Leaving silently, leaving space and time to his most precious little baby, and the bastard who stole his most beloved baby. After a long time, Wen Jing stopped crying, looked up at the man close at hand, and suddenly laughed, heartlessly and without any image. Smile and cried again. After crying, laugh, cry with a smile, laugh with a cry. This happened many times, Chu Ying just hugged her and hugged her tightly. "I'm fine." Wen Jing giggled. With the policewoman close at hand, Chu Ying suddenly picked her up by the waist, closed the door with a backhand kick, and placed her on the sofa in the policewoman's panic. The suppressed moans are spreading. This is destined to be a wonderful day.