The next thing no longer needs Tang Luo to say orally, because what he wants to say has been written on that plan. He just needs to wait for the commander of the Immortal Army to read the plan and finally give a conclusion.

Simple and easy.

Tang Luo sat back on his original position, picked up the still warm tea on the tea table, and started to taste it beautifully.

It wasn't that he was negligent, but that he knew that Ji Xuanyuan would have to finish reading the plan for a while.

Two hours later, Ji Xuanyuan put down the paper in his hand and blew a long breath arrow.

He turned his eyes to Tang Luo again, and there was no trace of contempt inside, but it was extremely complicated: "Chen'er was defeated without any wickedness!"

???

Tang Luo, who was confused, did not understand why the commander sighed like this, and was about to ask the other party that he had already left the conversation.

"I can't make the decision in this plan!"

As if he had taken off a thousand pounds of weight, Ji Xuanyuan said to Tang Luo easily, "But I will tell it to the Holy Lord."

The power required in this plan is no longer something that can be provided by a family in Mincheng, or even a branch of the Lingxiao Sect’s Immortal Army. It must have higher-level approval to make arrangements.

Although I didn't want to show my timidity in front of the son of Tang Luo, the sense of responsibility for the restoration of the Han family still defeated my vanity.

If they could tear Cao Jinyu's heart to pieces before the battle and let the base camp of the Super King Tour fall, then they would have more chances of winning.

But before that, he still has one of the most important things to be determined.

"How can we ensure that the demon lord Gou Chen can be in the same mind as us? The other party's origin is inexplicable. Even the Supervisor King's Survey cannot find the roots and his skills are even more strange. Yuan Cishan had cut off his inheritance seven hundred years ago, and the visualization of the soul like a black ball is unprecedented, and there are also body-building techniques that cannot be seen. If this person suddenly changes his mind and retreats, wouldn't this plan go bankrupt?"

"Don't worry, the devil Gou Chen will not go back on his word."

"It's a big deal at this time, I'm afraid it's hard for outsiders to protect."

"It's not an outsider, it's me."

Tang Luo smiled faintly, and pointed out the blood evil spirit, which made Ji Xuanyuan change his face again.

Of course, the commander of the Immortal Killing Army was not frightened by Tang Luo's finger force, but saw what was behind this finger.

I thought that after reading this plan, there was nothing in the world that could surprise him.

But the scene that happened in front of him made him begin to doubt his life again.

"How is this... possible."

“Nothing is impossible.”

Retracting the Blood Evil's Shocking Sharp Finger, Tang Luo said lightly: "If you are not absolutely sure, how can you design this as the most important link? Can Commander Ji feel at ease now?"

"So...what else can you be worried about?"

Apart from a bitter smile, Ji Xuanyuan could no longer find a more suitable expression.

The Longxi Tianjiao and the Demon Lord Gou Chen are the same person. Is there anything more terrifying than this?

It is difficult for ordinary warriors to develop their own unique martial arts style at such age, and most of them can pick up their wisdom.

But even if you find a unique style, it does not mean it is powerful.

Such as Tang Luo and Gou Chen, the martial arts styles are unique and powerful, and they are really rare.

When both styles are from the same person, it can only mean that this person has reached a certain unpredictable and superb level in martial arts talent.

Ji Xuanyuan asked himself, not to mention that at Tang Luo’s age, could he design another style comparable to today’s martial arts?

The answer is naturally no. It is not that it cannot be designed, but that there is not enough time to refine it. New magic and new magical powers all require a lot of time to craft it, and he is no longer young.

Not everyone in the world is like the person in front of you, who can be proficient in the mysterious martial arts in such a short time.

"Thirty-six fallen Yuan Magnetic Beads, hey, if there were such a stunning disciple in Yuan Cishan, it would not have been cut off the inheritance!"

Another sigh, Ji Xuanyuan stood up and said to Tang Luo: "Then please ask Tang Tianjiao to go back to the guest room to rest first, and then discuss it after I report to the Holy Lord."

"In this way, I'll wait for the commander to reply!"

This was expected, so Tang Luo simply stood up and said politely, and left the side palace.

Although Ji Xuanyuan said he would discuss with the Ji family's higher-level people, judging from the current situation, this matter can basically be determined.

He can also take advantage of his leisure to meet the Xu Laoying, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and see how this guy recovered from the little Saint King who was healing in the Tianchi Rehai of Lingxiao Sect.

After returning to the guest room and saying hello to the butler, Tang Luo rushed to Lingxiao Sect with Yun Xiu and almost fine wine.

The one who received them was Daozi Ji Chen. After not seeing each other for two years, this genius with amazing martial arts talent has made considerable progress.

Not only did he reach the threshold of the master of physical skills, he even restrained his blood and energy like a dragon, like a sword that hides its edge and is waiting for the opportunity to be tried.

Facing Ji Chen like this, it is probably impossible to fight back with the force of yin and yang.

"Sure enough, in the world of great struggle, martial arts is like sailing against the current. Ji Chen Daozi is extraordinary and enviable!"

After looking at the reborn Taoist, Tang Luo praised it.

If others praised him in person, although Ji Chen would not be happy, he would not be ashamed. However, from the person in front of him, he could only wave his hand and sigh: "Compared with the Longxi genius who beat Master Yan Yun and forced the King of Tiannan to retreat, Ji Chen's slight diligence is really not worth mentioning, and he is a ridiculous praise."

"It's all exaggerated statements from the wind media, and it's impossible to count."

"I wonder what Tang Tianjiao came to Lingxiao Sect this time?"

"There is nothing else. I want to visit Xu Laoying, who is recovering from the wounded, and reminisce about the past."

"It's really a coincidence that the genius came."

Ji Chen said with a little regret: "Xu Xingzhu's injuries were completely recovered several months ago. After saying goodbye to the Holy Son, he couldn't wait to go down the mountain."

Tang Luo was surprised by a flash of time and asked, "Then did he say where he was going?"

"This... Xu Xing walked in a hurry, never said it."

According to that cousin's nature, the first thing he did when he was injured was to go out to find a brothel and "practice hard".

But a place like Beim, where people withered and withered will definitely not be the first choice for Xu's walking.

There are more than a hundred city-states in Longzhou, and it is really a pity to find talents.

Well, it seems that people can't stand it anymore. Tang Luo handed the wine in his hand to Ji Chen and smiled and said, "The practice on the mountain is so hard. I'll give it to Brother Ji, a few pots of wine brought from Chaochang, Mr. Xu has no good fortune, so I'll give it to Brother Ji!"
Chapter completed!