The pampered palm of the president

Chapter 841 Invitation
"You are familiar with the triangular domain, but you are not familiar with the army. If you know yourself and the enemy, you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles, but you know yourself but you don't know the enemy. If you make a mistake in your decision-making, you will be lost forever."

Situ Qingyin pointed it out bluntly.

"I think the demigod should mention something aside."

Nine Tails raised his eyebrows slightly.

She is not a self-willed person, and Situ Qingyin shouldn't want to stay out of it.

"The plan can't keep up with the changes. The two armies are fighting, and the situation changes in an instant. If you can't make a timely and correct response, but wait for the people around you to give an analysis and then come up with a good strategy based on the situation, the other party will hit the door."

Situ Qingyin looked indifferent.

He sees clearly.

Nine-Tails' superior is more than ruthless, but not scheming enough.

After all, the opponent has hot weapons, and if he fills them with his life, he doesn't know how many people will die in vain.

"So the demigod doesn't intend to give up the position of co-lord?"

Jiuwei looked at him with his chin resting on his chin. Only at this slightly farther distance could the suffocating aura emanating from Situ Qingyin not have much influence on her.

"The capable ones live there. And I don't always like to listen to orders."

Situ Qingyin pulled his lips.

"Both of us want to be co-owners, and we must always show our true skills."

Kyuubi looked down at his own fingers, slender and white, even more beautiful than the hands of the young lady raised in the deep boudoir.

But the number of people who died under these hands is unknown.

"no need."

Situ Qingyin slightly raised his eyes.

"If you want to fight, you are not my opponent. You are even worse than arranging troops. I forgot to tell you that I am a general in country Y, and I directly obey the president."

Although not many people know him as a general.

But there are quite a few people under him.

When many people thought that the country was peaceful and the people were safe and sound, he led those secret troops to eliminate many hidden dangers for country Y.

It's true that Nine-Tails is powerful in conquering half of the country in the Triangular Region, but in his eyes, it's just a small fight, not worth mentioning.

"Identity can't represent anything? The demigod seems a little overconfident."

Nine Tails was displeased, but it didn't show on his face.

"It's hard to say if it's too much. Let's make an agreement. Whoever takes the head of the officer today will be the co-owner."

Situ Qingyin had no intention of arguing with words, seeing that Jiuwei did not intend to give up, he made a bet.

"It's a word."

Kyuubi raised her chin, she was confident enough.

Although I have seen Situ Qingyin and the others' skills today, she is not bad.

"Let's put aside the matter of the co-owner for now, let's talk about the details of the distribution first. The other party may attack again at any time. What is strange is that they did not stick to one side, but attacked the south first. After the death of the second master, they did not pursue the victory. Destroyed in one fell swoop, but came to provoke the north again."

Seeing that the two reached a consensus, Geng Xu opened his mouth.

Next, they discussed until midnight. After guessing each other's thoughts, they made corresponding arrangements and decided to temporarily integrate the forces of the four parties so that they could watch and help each other at any time, and then went to rest.

As soon as Situ Qingyin returned to the room Geng Xu arranged for him, he saw a bright red card on the table.

He walked over to pick up the card, and the big gold letters on it burned his eyes.

"Sorcerer God and Gu Ning Shangshen married in Wuwang Space on June 400th, year [-] of God's calendar, and specially invited demigod Qin Xiao/Situ Qingyin to watch the ceremony. With this invitation, you can enter Wuwang Space. This invitation is unique, don’t lose it. It’s a gift from the witch god.”

He pinched the thin, feather-like piece of paper, only to feel that his palm was so hot that he couldn't stretch it.

(End of this chapter)