"When he becomes a commander without troops, I'll see how he becomes stronger."
"I'll leave the affairs of Yujing to you!"
Before she finished her words, she turned into a red shadow and disappeared again.
Gu Jinzhi raised his hand helplessly and supported his forehead.
However, we have to admit that Li Wei's simple and crude method sometimes does get to the point and is incredibly efficient and quick.
Min Zimo, who was standing by, was shocked for a long time before he finally came to his senses.
He asked Gu Jinzhi and Zeng Yi tentatively.
"Jiang...Miss Jiang, what level is she?"
To be honest, he was confused when "Jiang Xue" went out to look for the village just now.
A fourth-level player can fight back and forth in four hours?
Anyway, no one he knew of who was at the fourth level could do it.
Gu Jinzhi and Zeng Yi looked at each other, then smiled meaningfully.
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Zeng family mansion, among the ruins.
In the space that had been temporarily cleared, Zeng Jianguo and Zeng Aijia sat opposite each other, staring at the astronomical mirror on the coffee table in the middle.
The mirror has changed since two hours ago.
At this point, the mirror surface had revealed its true silver-white color like the moon.
Only a few thin wisps of purple-black were left, still floating weakly, and were about to completely dissipate.
The expressions of the two were exactly the same and strange.
"Father," Zeng Aijia smacked his lips, his eyes widening, "This guy seems to have played himself to death..."
Zeng Jianguo was also speechless. A clone of a god, lurking and planning for so long, and this is it?
Something is wrong. Something is very wrong.
It has only been four hours since He entered until now, right?
Converted into the astronomical mirror, it is two months.
Bodhisattva, even if all the divine power you brought in turned into pigs and let those little guys catch them... they wouldn't be caught in two months, right?
After thinking about it for a long time, Zeng Jianguo still couldn't figure it out.
He simply gave up thinking, picked up his beloved little teapot, and filled the teacup in front of his son.
"Teacher is worthy of being a teacher. He said to wait and see, and it really works," Zeng Jianguo sighed. "Dear family, we still need to continue to cultivate. We are still far behind, far behind..."
"That's right, that's right." Zeng Aijia nodded repeatedly, his face full of respect and conviction.
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