Chapter 8
Chapter 8
"I'd be surprised if Qing Ke could last longer." Zhou Bo said lightly.
Without his Qing Ke, wouldn't destruction be a matter of course?
"The people of Qingkai have always respected the king and respected the courtesy, but it is rare for you to be so frivolous." The god said coldly.
"Your king? Are you talking about the king who executed the illustrious infantry general for fear of losing his power?" Zhou Bo smiled ironically.
He put away the sword, sat down on the ground loosely, held the wrist of the god with one hand, put it on his face, and said with a smile: "Besides, he is also from Qingke, Binbai also betrayed Qingke, Are they doing well in Heihong? Or the faction among the Heihong cubs that advocates the invasion of Qingke."
When it comes to the last sentence, his tone is quite subtle.
The gods ruthlessly pushed aside Zhou Bo's hand: "Beside Buwu, there is Zhou Bo, a military strategist, who is deep in conspiracy and shows off with a green mask for many years."
"It's a great honor for a small person like me... to be remembered by the gods." Zhou Bo twitched his lips.
"Bu Wu was urgently called back by King Qing Ke, leaving Zhou Bo to stabilize the army's morale. It stands to reason that Xuan Dan couldn't help Qing Ke for a while. However, on the second day after Bu Wu died, Zhou Bo also disappeared. So Qing Ke The army has no leader, and it was defeated within a few days." Shen Ming said calmly.
Zhou Bo was silent for a while.
His heart became cold with the words of the gods.
These words almost affirm that he has indeed crossed the time of 2000 inexplicably, rather than just coming to a world with a similar background.
... Then can he go back?
"Remember so clearly, you can't be a black and red head?" Zhou Bo said casually, a little annoyed.
God: "..." What is it called.
Zhou Bo: "..."
He couldn't believe it: "You are really black and red... No, King Xuandan?"
He tried his best to recall it, and he remembered that the Heihongtou at that time was the illegitimate son who was recognized by the Heihong old man a few years ago, and his mother was just an ordinary person.
What is so special about Heihongtou that he can be regarded as a god?Or as long as the person who wins in the end is the god?Then why throw him out of the battle? ? ?The will of the world is too unreasonable!
No... The question now is, even if there is a way to go back, how can he convince the king of an enemy country to help him go back?
Zhou Bo suppressed his full of resentment and reluctantly said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
God: "..."
Zhou Bo also found that his tone was too low, so he started talking nonsense again: "No, I am actually full of admiration for King Xuan Dan. The black red just now... or something, is just a nickname. After all..."
He calmed down his mood, and his tone returned to his usual gentleness: "After all, King Xuandan doesn't kill Zhongliang like Wang Zicheng..."
"Wang Zicheng?" The god suddenly interrupted Zhou Bo's words.
Zhou Bo was taken aback, and also discovered the problem with his address.
Wang Zicheng has been King Qingji for almost ten years, and he can be called "Cheng Wang" at most, so he shouldn't suddenly mention the title ten years ago.
It seems that I should not allow my sword to be destroyed... The mind core is unstable, it is too easy to make mistakes...
At this moment, the god asked a question that Zhou Bo had never expected: "Then, have you heard of Wang Jiqing?"
Zhou Bo's mind went blank.
What then flashed was the waves swaying on the shore, the long hair like seaweed and the ethereal singing.
The singing in my head lingered endlessly, one after another, mixed in the waves and rainstorm, accompanied by the smell of blood.
……Headache.Pain everywhere.
He pinched his palms, unable to hide the trembling in his voice: "The lover of the general infantry, he often mentions it when chatting."
The roar of the storm in the Italian core is getting louder and louder.
Can't dodge.
...to be devoured.
The god wanted to ask again, but Zhou Bo's intentions suddenly became violent.mess up.
At the same time, fine and dense wounds appeared all over Zhou Bo's body.Blood oozed from the wound almost impatiently.
God paused.
This person... can't die now.
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