However, you came just in the right place. In the entire Chan Sect camp, only you and I still have a little shallow friendship."

Qin Yao paused slightly and asked, "What does the Grand Master mean?"

Master Wen turned his head and looked at the remaining soldiers who followed him in bloody battles, and whispered: "I can die, but I don't want them to die with me. After I die, can you protect their lives?"

Qin Yao took a deep breath and said solemnly: "Yes."

"That's good, that's good."

Wen Zhong looked into his eyes and said, "Thank you, for giving me a relatively decent way to die."

This thank you, he said sincerely.

After all, if the other party doesn't come, he will most likely be besieged to death by the immortals of the Chan Sect, becoming a powerful mark on someone's credit book.

Qin Yao sighed and bowed, "Please go on the road!"

Wen Zhong smiled, turned over and walked down the Mo Qilin, looked towards Ge from afar, and blazing flames burned from inside to outside, murmured: "Last king, minister, do your best..."

Hearing this, no matter who is present, the gods, immortals and demons, were moved.

After a long time.

The flames dissipated, the body melted, and a ray of light appeared out of thin air and flew straight towards Qin Yao.

Qin Yao reached out to catch the ray of light, then put the black Qilin standing in the void into his sleeve, moved down from the wind, and said to Jiang Shang: "Uncle Master, please treat the soldiers and horses on the other side well."

Jiang Shang turned his head to look at Guangchengzi, looked at Chi Jingzi, and looked at Yun Zhongzi...

As a result, all these senior brothers were silent.

No one made any comments on Yang Jian robbing Wen Zhong, and no one even mentioned this matter at all.

But he couldn't say anything. After all, the ability to destroy the Shang military camps was entirely due to the help of these senior brothers and their disciples. If he only relied on his own, he would not be able to defeat Wen Zhong even if he had to fight his life.

Forget it, let it go, let it go, the left and right have already prepared not to fight. Anyway, they have already made plans to become a god in the future. If the general trend is not up to fight, then don’t fight...

"Please rest assured, nephew, I will definitely treat them preferentially."

A smile regained his face, Jiang Ziya said in a gentle voice.

Qin Yao looked at him deeply and felt very happy.

This Jiang Ziya is different from the one in Fengmingqi Mountain.

After all, Jiang Ziya was eager to turn the tables until the end...

Then.

A grand celebration banquet was held in the Xiqi army camp. People and immortals were drunk together, and the generals were armed and shoulder to shoulder. The scene was extremely lively and jubilant.

After the celebration, Qin Yao refused Jiang Ziya's sincere attempt to keep him, and took Yang Chan to leave Xiqi Camp.

However, they did not return to Huashan, but turned to Xiqi City behind the camp.

Walking on the street and looking at the bustling pedestrians in front, back and left and right, Yang Chan turned her head and asked, "Brother, where are we going?"

Qin Yao smiled and said, "Go to rent a yard first."

Yang Chan was surprised: "Rent a yard? Do we want to live here for a long time?"

"If you live for a while, if you live for a long time, you will buy a yard directly."

Qin Yao led her forward slowly and said warmly: "Live for a short time, change your residence, change your environment, change your mood... I feel a little tired of staying in Huashan."

Yang Chan raised her eyebrows and said, "From what I know about you, this is probably just a superficial phenomenon."

The second brother she remembered never did anything meaningless since she grew up, and never cared about living and living environment.

This suddenly changed so much, and I can only say that there must be something tricky in it.

Qin Yao shook his head and said, "Don't ask, just ask no."

He did have other plans, but this kind of "prophet" thing can only be done, not said.

Be careful, it will be less trouble...

It's night.

The evening breeze blows gently, and the night is gentle.

In an exquisite courtyard with a small area, Qin Yao smiled and looked at Wen Zhong's soul in front of him, and said loudly: "Wen Zhong Ting Feng..."

Wen Zhong immediately knelt down on the ground and listened to the title.

Qin Yao gradually put away his smile and said solemnly: "Now I am ordered by the Empress Houtu to be the gods on behalf of the underworld. After I heard that Zhong has achieved his skills, he devoted himself to the foundation of the Shang Dynasty and devoted himself to the country. He died. However, his personal magical powers are invincible and he will eventually be killed.
Chapter completed!