The villain powerful minister pitted his tech house

Chapter 290 Picking the Soft Persimmon
"So Yu Guo really has a different person like you." This is an affirmative sentence.

Lu Feixin was taken aback, and murmured, "This shouldn't be."

So what should or should not be.

Qian Cangyu kicked the electric tower, "You haven't explained what it's for."

There are wires, which must be used to transmit wires.

This kind of ancient equipment was not used hundreds of years ago. How could she know who made it and what it was used for.

Thinking that someone might have time-traveled like herself, Lu Feixin's first emotion was unhappy, feeling that she was threatened.

"Lu Nv Gong." Tan Taichun frowned and urged in a deep voice.

How dare you say nothing in front of a majestic monarch? It's really courageous.

"General, don't be cruel to Feixin, a genius always has a certain personality, so don't worry." Qian Yeli helped Lu Feixin speak, "Feixin is thinking."

"People... Maybe they are people from our place, but maybe they are not." Lu Feixin glanced at Tan Taichun, "This electric tower is used to transmit electricity, and there are many uses of electricity, such as lighting, playing games , Charging a home robot..."

Lu Feixin raised two examples casually, and when she saw that they didn't respond, she hooked her lips proudly, "Forget it, even if I tell you, you don't understand. But using electricity here probably won't be of much use. bright."

Whenever it comes to high technology, the sense of superiority over the natives suddenly comes oncoming.

Lu Feixin enjoys this unique advantage.

But also because of this, when she thought that there was another person who had time-traveled in the world, she felt threatened again.

Wouldn't it be nice if she was the only person who traveled through time in this world?

Lu Feixin thought to herself, and missed Qian Cangyu's thoughtful gaze.

The whole country is covered with electric towers just for lighting?
He didn't believe it.

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Yu Guo
Fu Xuan received a reply letter from the frontier guard.

At this time, the envoys of the five countries to negotiate peace had arrived at the border, and Jiang Guopan asked whether it was a war or a truce.

After reading the news, Fu Xuan sat beside him and pondered for a while.

The final result is to fight!

"If the order is passed down, no envoys will be seen, no letter of surrender will be received, and Jiang Guopan will lead an army of 30 horses to capture the five southeastern countries." Fu Xuan said coldly.

Since the five countries are going to fight, they are not qualified to say stop.

Song Shushu, who ran over to rub Fu Xuan's draft paper, heard it by chance, and was taken aback, "Didn't they already surrender? Are they still going to fight?"

Song Shushu frowned, and muttered softly, "I thought it was over."

"Surrender for a while can't solve the problem. The five countries don't want to be attached to the remaining countries. War between the two sides is inevitable. Instead of letting the tiger go back to the mountain and giving them a chance to make a comeback, it is better to wipe them all at once while their vitality is seriously injured."

Fu Xuan explained, "If Yu was the one who lost today, they wouldn't give us a chance to seek peace."

"Oh." Song Shushu nodded, and was a little confused, "Chengguo also bullied us, why didn't you beat him?"

This is really which pot can't be opened and mentioned.

Fu Xuan put down the pen in his hand, and looked at Song Shushu helplessly, "Chengguo is a camel, even if it is skinny, it can be bigger than a horse; Qishan and Houyue are wild dogs, and they will become weak when they start to yell. Pick the persimmons soft first, so that they will never harden again.

As for Yu Guo, the future is long, and he will naturally pay back the loss he suffered this time. "

Hearing this, Song Shushu couldn't help sobbing.

She had never met anyone who spoke so confidently about persimmons being picky and soft.

(End of this chapter)