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Volume 2, Chapter 179: A newborn calf doesn¡¯t know how fierce a tiger is, and a tearful beauty wants to ask her sincerity

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    "Why didn't you conduct a covering shot in advance?!" Although this question had already been answered, it echoed in everyone's mind. Corresponding to the solidified atmosphere in the camp, everyone was frightened, as if they were about to see blood at the next moment.  Splashing images.  Marquis Yingwu is a well-known general with a bad temper throughout the empire. In fact, there are very few generals who are not grumpy on the battlefield, but this characteristic is brought to the extreme in Marquis Yingwu.  In the past seven days of marching, more than a dozen of Yingwu Hou¡¯s followers were dragged out and whipped to death because they made Yingwu Hou unhappy. The bloody scene is still lingering in the minds of many staff officers from Qiankun Academy.  As the specific operation team of the Tianluo Diwang system, the staff from Qiankun Academy are indeed not under the jurisdiction of Marquis Yingwu. However, Marquis Yingwu's violent and irritable character and extremely ferocious killing methods frightened this group of staff who have always been the first priority in research and development in life.  It's not easy.  During these days, Marquis Yingwu did not use force on any of them because he was worried about Qiankun Academy, but no one dared to neglect him. After all, this is a military camp, and there is no imperial law here. The civilian seals of Qiankun Academy are put into the treasury, and the military attache's swords are returned.  The sheath's privileges cannot be used at all. If this violent tiger is offended, he will definitely eat people!  This person who stood up to despise the stupid command of Marquis Yingwu is not a fuel-saving lamp. He is one of the core researchers of the entire Tianluo Diwang system. His name is Zhao Zimo, but he is only twenty years old this year.  At a young age, he became one of the core researchers of Tianluo Diwang, the most top organ of Qiankun Academy, and one of the core researchers.  Zhao Zimo's talent is evident.  God is fair. If he gives you one talent, he will naturally take away another. Zhao Zimo's IQ is ridiculously high, but his EQ is horribly low. He usually offends the consultants who come with him because of this. It's just because his professional level is too high.  , no one argued with him.  I didn¡¯t expect this man¡¯s emotional intelligence to be so low that he was so horribly low. He loudly mocked him in front of a grinning tiger. Isn¡¯t this looking for death?  Usually Zhao Zimo is too arrogant, which makes him unpopular.  But after all, they are all from Qiankun Academy.  Seeing that he was likely to be killed by the Yingwu Marquis for his rude words, the staff of Qiankun Academy could not help but feel sad that the rabbit would die and the fox would die.  However, things did not go as they imagined. Marquis Yingwu, whose face turned green and red after Zhao Zimo's two words of sarcasm, suddenly laughed loudly: "Hahaha! Okay, okay, the people of Qiankun Academy are really arrogant. Since you think I  The Marquis is so unbearable. I wonder if he dares to accept the military order and become the commander of this army." Hearing the behavior of Marquis Yingwu, the staff of Qiankun Academy suddenly felt relieved. Marquis Yingwu said this because he was worried about Qiankun Academy.  .  The three words "military order" are bitten extremely hard, and the implication is self-evident.  "As long as Zhao Zimo politely refuses the position of commander-in-chief with good reason and evidence, then everyone will naturally be good to me, and the matter will naturally be over.  It's just that the choices made by people with low emotional intelligence often make people feel terrible. Zhao Zimo seemed to have been waiting for Yingwu Hou's words for a long time, and immediately replied impatiently: "Of course I dare!" In this way, things seemed to be getting more and more complicated.  It¡¯s out of control ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­ ¡°Pfft!¡± A scene was staged in the Chinese army camp and the coach was confused  During the farce of being unable to get off the stage, a soft sound came from a camp in the rear army that was protected by a thousand soldiers and horses, which touched the heart of Huo Yun who was hesitating and restless outside.  Hearing this noise, Huo Yun no longer bothered to say hello to the people in the tent. He suddenly opened the tent door and asked urgently: "Wen Yun, what's wrong with you?!" What he saw was a graceful figure.  The pretty, pale-faced beauty in blue clothes was leaning powerlessly in front of the bed. Her beauty was slightly opened, tears were pouring down her face, and half of her face was covered with tears. A wisp of bright red was falling from the corner of her lips. On the ground in front of her, there was a  The blood stains on the small beach are bright red and dazzling. This woman is none other than Wen Yun, the young shaman of the Yu tribe who had been separated from Wang Zhong for seven days.  As if Huo Yun's urgent greeting woke her up, the girl from the Rain Clan raised her head slightly and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. Her face was extremely pale and she said unnaturally: "It's nothing." "Nothing yet?! Practice  Witchcraft is about tempering the soul. If you can't let go of that guy like this, you can't concentrate. Do you know that forcing the soul to practice will cause the soul to be depressed? "Huo Yun is impatient. When he saw this scene, he knew that Wen Yun must be practicing witchcraft.  It was because he couldn't concentrate at all, and he scolded angrily.  The path taken by the Wu Clan's witchcraft is completely different from that of the Central Continent's martial arts. Because Qi Jin travels outside the body and is stored in the spiritual ring, every time you practice, it is actually a process of blending Qi Jin and the soul. In other words,  Once something goes wrong, the soul will be greatly impacted first.    Therefore, when practicing witchcraft, you must be careful and not have distracting thoughts. Otherwise, if you do something wrong, your energy will run wild and your soul will naturally be harmed.  The soul and body are one and the same, and two sides are one. The degree of damage to the soul will also cause physical discomfort. Previously, in the sea of ????blood cave and sky, Wen Yun forcibly led Wang Zhong to travel together with witchcraft, so the soul was severely damaged.  , which led to her coma.  However, coma is actually the lightest type of trauma to the soul. Vomiting blood when practicing witchcraft is extremely serious. This means that the trauma to the soul has reached a certain critical point, which will cause a violent reaction in the body. If the situation is more serious,  , Wen Yun will be directly depressed and become a walking corpse, just as Huo Yun said.  That's why Huo Yun was so angry and shouted loudly, but his words clearly touched the scar in the girl's heart. Wen Yun, who had barely stopped his tears, could no longer control it, and gushed out like a spring: "But  Me, but I only miss him when I am practicing! "This sentence was like the sharpest knife, which broke Huo Yun's heart. On that night eight days ago, he originally felt sorry for Wen Yun.  There was a gap between Wang Zhong and he was secretly happy, thinking that he would have a chance to replace Wang Zhong.  In line with the principle of "first come first served", he did not return to the Wu Clan through the Flame Gate in the past eight days, but hoped to impress Wen Yun with actions and then win the beauty back.  It's a pity that Huoyun Shaowu doesn't understand that a spare tire will always be a spare tire and there is no possibility of becoming a regular employee. In the past eight days, he has witnessed with his own eyes how Wen Yun missed Wang Zhong more and more day by day, and shed tears every day.  The scene made him feel heartbroken and at the same time, he also felt deeply powerless towards his goal.  Over the past few days, Huo Yun has gradually understood the reason for the rift between the two. The feeling of being used would not be easy on anyone, let alone when the two have feelings for each other.  Huo Yun, who secretly hated Wang Zhong, was very worried about Wen Yun's condition. He could only hope that Wen Yun would take into account the dangers in witchcraft practice and stop having distracting thoughts.  Contrary to expectations, this idea came to nothing with Wen Yun's words. If a person misses another person to the point of terminal illness, then naturally there is no cure. Huoyun himself is in this situation, so he naturally understands the reason better.  Things have to be resolved. Seeing Wen Yun in such pain, Huo Yun knew that she had to make an end. Only by finding Wang Zhong, the two of them could untie Wen Yun's knot in person. No matter what the outcome was, it would be better than the constant distractions in her mind now.  Thinking of this, Huo Yun finally made the determination that he had not dared to make for several days, and said resolutely: "No matter what, some things always have to be solved. You have to go to him and ask him clearly!" "But my witch  The law is not enough to support such a large range of movement" Upon hearing this suggestion, Wen Yun was obviously shaken, and then said with some sadness.  "Sure enough," Huo Yun's heart darkened. He understood that Wen Yun must have wanted to go to Wang Zhong countless times to find out, but he was unable to do so because he could not escape the sight of the Red Feather Alliance Army. What he had secretly speculated was confirmed, which made him a little agitated.  Sad.  Although he felt a little sad in his heart, Huo Yun still did not change his original intention. He addressed Wen Yun's concerns: "My Flame Gate can be used twice" ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­  ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­ ¡°This is how you behave like a regular army!¡± Five hundred miles away from the battlefield, Yuan Tong looked at the changes in the Akabane Allied Forces on the aerial view of the battlefield in front of him,  While letting out a long sigh of relief, he said a little proudly.  The aerial view of the Akabane Allied Forces Camp was like a flock of birds that had exploded their nests. One after another, flying machine beasts took off from the camp, formed a queue in the air, and then slowly pressed towards the location of the Baling bandits.  past.  This time, the air force of the Akabane coalition was divided into two parts. One part quickly rushed towards the ambush position of the Baling bandits. Although there were many in number, most of them were fast humming bird reconnaissance-type machine beasts with no combat effectiveness and no reconnaissance capabilities.  The kind that stands out.  The other part is composed of the huge Winged Biao and Red Eagle. These machine beasts are constantly circling in the air, forming formations one after another. Although the individual speed is still very fast, the overall traveling speed is as slow as a snail.  ¡°Obviously after the scene just now, the commander of the Akabane Allied Forces has made the most correct judgment. He no longer despises and advances rashly, but instead conducts a tentative attack based on reconnaissance first, then sudden advance, and can run or retreat.  However, Wang Zhong was a little puzzled. The Akabane coalition did make the right choice, but it had nothing to do with Yuan Tong. Why did he have a proud smile on his face? Why was he proud?  Wang Zhong¡¯s confusion made Yuan Tong on the side become more and more proud, as if he was saying to Wang Zhong: ¡°YouCome and ask me, come and ask me!  Even if you ask me, I won¡¯t tell you!  "It makes people feel that he really deserves to be beaten. Wang Zhong could only roll his eyes in response to this kind of complacency, which was similar to that of a villain. If he walked to the side of Yuan Tong, he would find that Yuan Tong's little finger of his left hand was hanging down.  With an unknown rhythm, it bounces slightly (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
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