She looked at Qian Yong expressionlessly.

He sighed and said, "Not to mention where to look for the twenty-second Chehou Hou, even if you find it, how can you guarantee that the other party is reinforcements and not the enemy's reinforcements? It is better to rely on yourself than to pray to gods and Buddhas."

Qian Yong: "..."

This is indeed a problem.

He also found it very strange. In the past, there were not many brave warriors who were above the sixteenth level. They were either enshrined by powerful countries, lived in seclusion, or sat in power. But in the past ten years, they have appeared. One person dies, one person appears, another dies, and they line up to report to the Lord of Hell. This is so evil.

There is something even more sinister.

With the current configuration of Kang State, it would be able to dominate at any time, but at this moment, it feels like anyone can form a group to step on it. People like Gao State can have twenty or so Chehous to support them and increase their prestige. Qian Yong felt aggrieved for Shen Tang.

Especially the generals with seven guards and four leaders.

Their strength is not weak, and Chu Jie, Wei Shou and others are even more qualified to be included in the annals of history. Showing their fame can intimidate Xiao Xiao. In the end, they were suppressed by stronger enemies, and their light dimmed.

Isn't this outrageous?

Thinking about it——

Qian Yong felt that the master in front of him was even more evil.

Which country would be so unlucky? After destroying an enemy, a stronger one would pop up, and they wouldn't be so diligent in wheel battles.

Qian Yong complained in his heart, causing Gu Chi to look sideways.

He stared back and said in a low voice: "What are you looking at, Gu Yushi? Did this general say something wrong?"

Gu Chi: "..."

Well, that's right.

The Lord is indeed very unlucky.

Just when everyone was looking sad, a voice came from above the camp: "I know something about the uncle and nephew. The Gongxi clan has relatively complete records, so don't worry."

"Does Feng En know them?"

Gong Xiqiu jumped down from the top of the tent, holding a slowly disappearing letter in his hand: "I just sent a letter to my elder brother about this. My elder brother replied that the twenty-level Chehou Hou has weaknesses and is easy to deal with. He is really difficult to deal with." What we are dealing with is the scribe... If you want to win a war with them, you must use both civil and military skills in reverse. People who don't understand them will often be caught off guard."

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Who on earth said that Yihe Qingtan smells good_(:з」∠)_
Chapter completed!