For the new Emperor Qi, those who can sit in such a position are best worshipped by the royal family.

However, the actual results are not satisfactory.

In terms of the assignment and dispatch of some practitioners for the entire battlefield, more practitioners agree with the opinion of a young master rather than an old worshipper from the royal family.

This subtle agreement means recognition and means natural.

This young master is Qi Renyi, the junior brother of Qisren.

In the previous battle novels of the Qi and Yan coalition against the Qin army, this master received the most military merits, and also received the support and respect of these practitioners because of his guidance to some practitioners in terms of practice.

So without any surprise, this young master who was not famous before the war will become the absolute power person who dispatched most sects.

But is this really the case?

Only at this time, the few people around an inconspicuous tent on the edge of the military camp knew that the eloquent people there was just someone's puppet.

Just a dead soldier who follows someone.

A black oil lamp jumped with bright lights.

The fire illuminated two faces that looked very young.

One of them was the newly ascended Emperor Qi, while the other was Su Qin.

Emperor Qi had a gentle face, but his eyebrows were slightly raised, and he felt displeased.

He looked at Su Qin and asked, "Since you have let me know your true identity, why do you still think I would agree to sit in such a position?"

"Because I have such ability."

Su Qin narrated peacefully: "I can let the Tse people kill me, teach me all the experience of cultivation, and make me his true disciple, and I can also make an unknown master of the small sect become the leader that most people believe in now. I can continue to impart some of the practice experiences and means of the Tse people to these practitioners, so that they can all benefit. The most important thing is that I have many opportunities to kill you, because only I find that everyone thinks that you are not in charge of the army, are actually in this military camp."

Emperor Qi smiled, his smile still very gentle, but there was a sharp look in his eyes, "But you are from Qin."

"You know my situation." Su Qin said indifferently: "When I left Changling, I only thought I was a cultivator. I never thought I was a Qin, a Chu, or a Qi."

“How can it be reassuring to be loyal to yourself?”

"I have never been absolutely assured, only because of the times. I will never have eternal friends, only friends of a certain stage." Su Qin said sarcastically: "I will help you win this war, and at the same time I will obtain what I need in the world of cultivators. And I am just a shadow. Everyone will think that the new Yan Ying and the new Qis people are the Qi people in the tent now."

Emperor Qi calmed down his smile and shook his head: "I don't have to cooperate with you to win this war. I don't like someone to negotiate terms with me by stealing things that originally belonged to me."

"You must have a collaborator like me." Su Qin sneered without any concealment, "You will soon realize that Zheng Xiu and Yuanwu are not as easy to deal with as you and the Yan people imagined. And even after winning this war, you must face the Bashan Sword Field. They will become your enemies at that time, and you must have someone who can compete with them in the world of cultivators."

"I'm such a person."

Su Qin also restrained his sneer and said slowly with a blank expression: "I will be stronger than the Qis people, and stronger than all the other masters of your Great Qi Dynasty. If you want to be sincere, no matter what you think now, I will go to Changling to kill Yan Xiang first."

Su Qin's last few words really shocked Emperor Qi's mood.

At this time, Su Qin looked at him again and asked, "Even if all this is as you think, Qin is destroyed, and you and the Yan people will eventually destroy the Bashan Sword Field. Then do you want to share the world with Yan?"

Emperor Qi frowned deeply.

"People's ideas will always change. With the times, you don't have to answer me now." Su Qin nodded to him and then stood up and turned away.

He walked out of the camp, felt several murderous intents coming from behind him, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Emperor Qi could not feel at ease with him.

But at least until he goes to Changling and kills Yan Xiang, Emperor Qi will not do anything to eradicate the power he has established in the world of Qi Dynasty practitioners.

Everything was following the steps he wanted.

He walked so easily, not only because of his cultivation and strength at this time, but because no one in the world can dance among these forces like him. The most important thing is that no one can wander between the Bashan Sword Field and the rest of the forces, and no one can borrow the power of the Da Ni and Bashan Sword Field.

He really admired his junior brother Ding Ning from the bottom of his heart.

Wang Jingmeng, the former king, was already invincible in the world. With the help of the Nine-Dead Silkworm, transformed into Ding Ning, re-cultivated in Changling, and today he was able to occupy Jiaodong County and reunite the most powerful people in the world. This is simply amazing.

But he still cannot represent the will of all Qin people, and after all, there are still many people who don’t think the same as him.

Jing Liuli is actually very similar to many young and energetic practitioners in the Bashan Sword Field who had just successfully practiced swords.

And to a certain extent, Su Qin himself is like a sharp, unowned murder knife.

Many people like to kill people by borrowing knives.

Su Qin was also happy to be killed by someone with a knife.

As long as his powerful speed is far beyond those people's expectations, the world at this time will be full of countless opportunities for him.

Who would have thought that he could become the secret leader of the world of Qi practitioners in such a short time?

A carriage wrapped in black mist appeared in front of him.

The one who dragged the chariot was a ghost beast with flames on its feet.

This is the secret treasure of a sect in the Qi Dynasty. This ghost beast made by the secret techniques of practitioners will not be exhausted even if it travels thousands of miles.

We are going back to Changling.

This is the return to Changling after a long time.

However, Su Qin did not feel any emotion in his heart at this time.

Changling is just an ordinary tourist destination for a while, and it is too small to cover his ambitions.

"Walk."

He gave the order lightly.

The chariot dragged by the ghost beast began to set off, followed by twenty carriages surrounded by black air.

Emperor Qi had already walked out of the camp at this time and, under the escort of several worshippers, looked at his convoy from afar.

When he saw so many practitioners following Su Qin, his mood fluctuated violently again.

He found that he didn't have much capital to reject this person.
Chapter completed!