"She's a big tone."

Zhou Shu's lips sneered, and he said indifferently, "But King Mu is the master here. If you have anything you want, you will naturally go to King Mu. Senior is just a sweeping floor, so he doesn't have any good treasures, right?"

"What did you say?"

Old Xie raised his eyebrows, and his momentum changed again, like a volcano about to erupt, with dark clouds covering the sun and thunder rising everywhere.

The pressure came, and Zhou Shu only calmed down, "This is what Mr. Xie said himself."

Mr. Xie's face stopped, as if he had noticed something, and he smiled unconsciously, "I'm so old and I'm still so easily aroused. No wonder I'm always defeated... Haha, boy, you don't have to deliberately test me, just say whatever I want."

Zhou Shu laughed, "Actually, I only want to ask a few questions."

Mr. Xie said calmly, "Ask."

Zhou Shu nodded, "Senior should be from the Xiezhi clan, and he has also commanded the army?"

Mr. Xie chuckled lightly, as if he was a little disdainful, and slowly said, "Not bad."

Zhou Shu nodded, "Seniors often defeat wars?"

Mr. Xie's face changed slightly, and he paused for a while before saying, "Yes."

Zhou Shu said with satisfaction, "So who are the opponents of seniors?"

"What did you ask so much?" Old Xie's eyes flashed with annoyance, "Is this related to preaching?"

Zhou Shu nodded seriously, "I am a human practitioner, if my predecessor's enemy is also a human practitioner..."

"I see."

Mr. Xie nodded with some insight, "No, my enemies are all alien races in your eyes, the most of which are the demon races, and the Liang Miao race..." When talking about the Liang Miao race, his eyes unconsciously brought out murderous intent, which could not be concealed at all.

Zhou Shu was slightly moved, "Is the Liang Miao people a race that advocates the witch god Xiang Liang and Xiang Miao?"

Mr. Xie looked at Zhou Shu and his face changed, "Do you know the Liang Miao people too?"

Zhou Shu shook his head, "I just guessed it, I have never seen it, and I have never heard of it before."

Mr. Xie sighed, "They only appeared for the first time more than 300 years ago, but they changed as soon as they appeared... they were defeated miserably, defeated miserably."

Zhou Shu said calmly, "Are they strong?"

"I can't tell whether it's strong or not..." Xie Lao paused for a while, "If there were not many Liang Miao people, I would definitely not be able to defeat the Xie tribe. The stronger Xie tribe can kill dozens of them with just two fingers, but it would be terrible to gather together. The army of Liang Miao people with more than 100,000 is almost unstoppable."

Zhou Shu said in surprise, "Is it not even senior?"

Mr. Xie shook his head helplessly, and even a hint of fear appeared in his eyes, "No, the Liang Miao army is not afraid of life and death, and is extremely frenzy about fighting, and there is no flaw in the battle, so there is no mistake at all. It is too terrible."

Zhou Shu was silent for a moment.

As far as he knows, the two witch gods Xiang Liang and Xiang Miao are good at sacrifices and curses. It is not surprising that the Liang Miao people are their believers and are not afraid of life and death and are fanatical, but they are definitely not excellent soldiers. These two witch gods are never good at these.

Mr. Xie thought Zhou Shu didn't believe it, so he said slowly, "I can't say it clearly. If you see it with your own eyes, you will know that the army of hundreds of thousands of Liang and Miao people is like an endless colony of ants. Anywhere you pass by is occupied and swallowed by them. Even the city with strict defenses cannot stop them from moving forward... In fact, it is not difficult to see it. Now the Liang and Miao people are still conquering near the Demon Realm."

Zhou Shu nodded quickly, "I believe that seniors learn military and military affairs to fight against them, right?"

Mr. Xie's face gradually turned gray, "I can't do it anymore. I just want to figure out how to lose. It's not my turn to do those things."

He spoke calmly, but his heart was constantly stirring, and no one could tell the unwillingness in his eyes.

Zhou Shu said, "The martyr is in his old age and has ambitions. I think he still has a chance."

"Maybe, is your question over?"

Mr. Xie looked at Zhou Shu, and the broom was on the ground. There was no dust, but there was a storm and his eyes gradually became sharp.

"It's gone."

Zhou Shu nodded and handed over the jade board.

Now he can be sure that Mr. Xie once commanded the army of the Xie tribe and was a strong man of the Xie tribe.

But since Mr. Xie’s target is not the Xuanhuang Realm or a human practitioner, his military strategy can naturally be spread, saying that there is no difference in religion and there is no difference in any race. However, for those who control the army, Zhou Shu had to think more about avoiding bringing great troubles to the Xuanhuang Realm.

After all, it is the military path and military path, and the sword path, etc. The killing they bring is incomparable to other paths.

Mr. Xie took the jade plate and said in a calm voice, "I understand your concerns, don't worry."

Perhaps because Zhou Shu attached too much importance to it, his hands were trembling, as if he was holding not a jade board, but something else, such as the future of the Xie Clan.

This time, it took only a dozen hours to see it, and Zhou Shu has been paying attention.

Bang.

The jade board suddenly shattered.

Mr. Xie suddenly shouted loudly, "I understand!"

Zhou Shu nodded gently, "Old Xie, you can understand this tenth chapter. I can't teach you even if I say I can't teach you, congratulations."

Mr. Xie looked at Zhou Shu, suddenly lowered his body, and most of his body bent down, "Thank you."

Zhou Shu's expression changed slightly, but he couldn't help it even if he wanted to, so he had to bear it. "Old Xie can kill the younger generation like this."

"Hahaha!"

When he got up, Mr. Xie laughed loudly, and his wrinkles on his face disappeared. He was afraid that he would be thousands of years old when he was young, so he didn't say much. He just laughed out loud and walked out of the yard. His figure disappeared and could no longer be felt.

Zhou Shu was stunned.

This Mr. Xie is really the real shadow.

He still can't see clearly that Mr. Xie's cultivation strength is actually just a real shadow. Then Mr. Xie's true strength is not far from that of the quasi-saint. Such a man came to his mansion to learn military and military power, and even used sweeping the floor to cover up...

sweep the floor?

Zhou Shu looked at the ground unconsciously. Although Mr. Xie left, the broom was still there.

Forgot?

Only then did he have the opportunity to take a good look. The seemingly ordinary broom is composed of tens of thousands of fine branches. The withered yellow branches are as thin as hair. They don’t know the material, but the bright green spots on it are clearly a piece of bud, full of vitality, and are definitely not dead.

It should be a good thing.

It was not like a demon soldier, but it could not accept the power of immortality. Just as I was about to try other powers, a few knocks came from outside the mansion.

Looking at him, King Mu stood alone in front of the door, smiling at him with a humble expression.

"He came just now when Mr. Xie left. It's a coincidence. Could it be that Mr. Xie had forgotten something and asked him to come and get the broom?"

Zhou Shu glanced at the broom and greeted him with regret.

King Mu raised his hand, "Is it still accustomed to living with the Lord?"

Zhou Shu said calmly, "We practitioners like us don't have any habits or not, we can go anywhere."

King Mu nodded with a smile, looked around, his eyes fell on the broom, his face changed suddenly, and he was completely silenced.
Chapter completed!