~The Year of the Dragon is here, I wish you all my wishes for you~~

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"Happy!" Xuanyi Dongdaying, the beast soul drank all over, and was happy.

After returning to the camp, everyone was still excited. With the consent of the two captains, they gathered together to drink and chat. Zhou Chen and Tianlang were by their side. At first, everyone was a little restrained, especially the Tianlang team. The boss was very powerful and the beast soul was also drinking in small sips. However, after drinking for three tours and five flavors, the joy of victory diluted all the tension and everyone's voices became louder.

"I just said that we, the lonely wolf, have meat to eat." Seeing the baby ape who was stealing the alcoholic liquid, the young monk laughed, "Such a thrilling battle can be recorded in history, and it is only a pair of 8 million or 100,000."

The bald monk looked ridiculous when he was chewing words. Zhou Chen patted his back gently, "Little monk, don't pull me up next time, what about 8 million or 100,000, it's just that the other party is too arrogant."

"Hey~" with a winding sound, the little Apocalypse stood on the chair, "Lone Wolf Boss, being too modest is pride. Your contribution to this victory of our Double Wolf Team is the most important thing. The Ghost Squad is so powerful. Fifty people dare to enter thousands of troops, and there are still only one left here to us."

"It turns out that A Zi thought that Uncle Little Monk's flattery is the best in the world, but it turns out that Uncle Little Tianqi is not bad either." Xiao Zisui's cheeks also flushed. The truth came out naturally, but this truth was a bit of a blow to people.

"Uncle...Uncle?!" Tianqi's beard was turned into an inverted horoscope. He kept counting with ten fingers. His age was really 23...

Coco, the Bianping was unable to bear the power of alcohol, and the Bianping left. The little monk was bragging so much that he lay on the table in less than three glasses of wine. The dizzy A Zi was taken care of by Xiaoru, and Qi Yue was not interested in sending the monk back. In the end, it was our "strongman" Sun Wukong who carried the master home.

Lone Wolf and Greedy Wolf held their hands together, "Zi Chen, happy cooperation. If there is such a happy battle next time, don't forget to call me."

"Sure." Zhou Chen smiled and said, "But how will the Undercity who suffered a loss react?"

"Crazy counterattack."

There is only the night sky outside the window of the virtual house, no stars or moon, and Zhou Chen hugged Xiaoru on the big bed. Perhaps because of the wine, the two of them are particularly warm today, but the beautiful mage smiled with a little sadness.

"Did you miss home?"

Upon hearing this, Xiaoru shook her head first, and finally nodded "Yes". Zhou Chen put this handsome face on his chest and said slowly: "Don't worry, we will go out one day. Then we will take all the two elders over. Even if I don't know how to speak and Zi Yan, she will definitely make my father-in-law and mother-in-law happy."

"You still can't speak?" Xiaoru responded shyly at first, then pushed him away, "If it weren't for your sweet words, I wouldn't have gotten on your pirate ship."

"This way..." I picked up my head and kissed Zhou Chen's lips hard...

After a while, the two sleeping together separated again. Zhou Chen put one hand on Xiaoru's shoulders and climbed the majestic peaks from the bottom to the other, "Xiaoru?"

"What are you doing...bad guy." The mastery on your chest made the beautiful mage completely useless, and it was difficult to lift his arms.

Zhou Chen took the opportunity to blew in her ear, causing a sweet sang. He then smiled and continued, "What gift do you think your father-in-law and mother-in-law want the most when we go back next time?"

He barely shook his head. Not only did his strength, Xiaoru found that his brain was also much slower.

He came to her ear again, and Zhou Chen replied for her, "If we get a red book or give birth to a baby, the two elders will be so unhappy."

"Hmph." Xiaoru simply stopped blushing and didn't go to see him, "I have a lustful heart but no courage...ah~"

Zhou Chen drank a lot. Although his mind was still clear, his lower body was so hot that he couldn't bear it. He held the little grape with both hands and gently pulled it. Xiaoru's second half of his words were swallowed.

Turning over and sitting on Xiaoru's waist, Zhou Chen's smile at this time was closer to the little monk. It should be a vulgar and unknown person. "My beauty Ru's breasts are so beautiful, it would be a waste if she doesn't use them well!"

...

As Gan Lang said, the next morning, the soldiers from the Undercity appeared on the sidelines, as if they were provoking or declaring war. Zhou Chen and Gan Lang were found by Colonel Feng Ling when they arrived at the military camp. The face full of vicissitudes was a little contemplative, and happiness was indispensable.

"Two Lieutenant Colonels, your battle yesterday is very good. It seems that I'm right." After hiding deep, Feng Ling changed into a smile, "I have reported to the city lord. The war is over, and the two will receive the city lord's personal reward."

"Thank you Zichen here."

"Thanks."

It seems that the senior officials in the military camp like to write blank checks, and the mysterious Xuanyi City Lord is also good at this. Zhou Chen smiled slightly when he heard this and said, "Colonel Feng Ling asked us to come here shouldn't be as simple as praise, right?"

"Haha, yes." Feng Ling was not artificial, and spread the map on the table and said, "I got the news ahead that the two vanguards of Undercity were very angry because of the entire destruction of the ghost squad. Lieutenant Colonel Guisi had died. The two of them frequently mobilized their troops this morning." The black areas distributed on the map soared from the three yesterday to nine.

"Zi Chen, Tianlang, what do you think is the purpose of darkness?"

"Provoke, declare war, and wash away yesterday's humiliation as soon as possible."

Tianlang's words were very short, and Zhou Chen added a lot of analysis, "Tianlang is right, just the madness of the Dark Pioneer. If we rub against it, it is likely that small-scale battles will develop into full-scale dispatch."

Feng Ling just listened carefully, and Zhou Chen continued: "The dark race is mottled, the trolls and orcs are both very warlike races. The undead have strong survival ability. Dwarves and dwarfs are good at hiding. If we attack a large scale, we may suffer a loss."

"But Xuanyi also has its own advantage, that is, its momentum. The battle of Xuanfeng is flat. Yesterday we destroyed the ghost shadow team, which is known as "invincible", and in terms of mentality, our soldiers are more confident. Moreover, Xuanyi is mainly human and uniform, unlike the dark hundred people, which has six or seven races, and internal fighting often occurs, so Zi Chen believes that the best use of this battle is the drag-on technique."

"Drag the word?"

"Yes." Zhou Chen nodded, "We don't want to fight on a large scale. Even if we fight, it will be a contact between thirty or fifty people. Xuanyi real estate is rich, and it is a trivial matter after a year and a half. The dark area is surrounded by mountains, basins, and swamps. We don't rush to attack and torture them to death!"
Chapter completed!