Guo Zi opened his mouth and was interrupted by Meng Yang slapping him on the shoulder.

"Go, go back and drink three jars first!"

As soon as he hooked Guo Zi, they walked in front with shoulder to shoulder, and they didn't know what they were whispering.

However, Chen Ze saw that Guo Zi's loyalty was finally no longer swaying, fixed at the figure of 81.

There was nothing more to say along the way. In addition to saluting the defenders in the city from time to time, they soon returned to the post house arranged by the military aircraft office.

From here, you can see the military aircraft, but the door is closed and there is not even half a candle in it.

Chen Ze shook his head and admired Mr. Jing's mind.

The other party handed over the command of Xiyun urban defense to Chen Ze, which was really handed over. Everything was arranged by Chen Ze himself. Mr. Jing didn't see it or send someone to intervene, and Chen Ze's command was not hindered.

But that's too reassuring.

Remembering the conversation between the two before the war, Chen Ze was more and more curious about Mr. Jing.

Compared with the silence of the military aircraft, although the night is deep at the moment, Xiyun city is very boiling.

From the afternoon, the people were frightened and trembled at home, and even packed up the burden of escape. At this moment, when the defenders won the war, they drove all the thieves back to their hometown, all of them wept with joy.

Although it was late, a large number of people poured out of their homes, carrying wine and meat. They moved out all the best food and went to the gate of the city to comfort and thank the garrison.

It is estimated that in a short time, the name Chen Ze will be heard throughout Xiyun city!

"Brother, let's... Go up?"

Back at the post house, the other Xuanjia soldiers, of course, couldn't hide their excitement. They were shouting to the waiter for wine. Taking advantage of the noise, Meng Yang came up to Chen Ze and looked at Chen Ze with eager eyes.

He was followed by Guo Zi. Instead, Li Quan'an had already taken a chicken leg and squatted in the corner to gnaw wildly. Meng Yang's doubts didn't seem to be a problem here.

"Let's go."

Chen Ze said nothing. This matter always needs to be solved. He immediately raised his chin, but he also motioned Meng Yang to take Li Quan'an with him. The four people went straight to the second floor.

Mr. Jing arranged the post house for them. Chen Ze came for the first time. Under the leadership of Li Quan'an, he found that the best room Tianzi No. 1 in the post house was specially ordered by Mr. Jing to leave to himself.

Slightly surprised, Chen Ze's attention was not here at present, so he skipped temporarily and let everyone into the room one by one. This was the last to enter the room and close the door carefully.

Without waiting for the two curious babies to speak, Chen Ze said first: "I know what you're strange about. It's good because of my relationship."

This was straightforward and made Meng Yang's Adam's apple roll twice, and his questions were stuck there.

"But don't worry, it's not harmful to you. It's just a kind of... Well, it can be regarded as enhancement. Of course, it's only temporary."

"That in the end..." Meng Yang opened his mouth and looked at Guo Zi. He finally said, "what is it?"

Chen Ze looked at him with a smile, "haven't you guessed?"

"Ah?"

Meng Yang's eyes suddenly opened and said in a stuffy voice for a long time: "I'm kidding!"

Naturally, what he said was a spell he said casually just now at the head of the city.

But what magic is there in this world?

Chen Ze turned around slowly with his hands down.

The flickering candles in the room pulled his figure long and long, and reflected it on the window lattice, which was a bit of a fairy spirit.

At the same time, he said in a low voice, "my ancestor is a Buddhist monk who practices hard..."

"Puff!"

Li Quan'an was drinking water, and when he heard the speech, a mouthful of water gushed out directly.

People don't know, he doesn't know?

The Chen Ze family has been the followers of the Wei family for three generations. Why do you say that?

"Cough..."

Chen Ze touched his nose and stared at Li Quan'an. "I'm talking about my ancestors, my great great great grandfather!"

"Listen carefully!"

As soon as Li Quan'an shrinks his neck, he quickly adds a cup of tea to himself.

"What... Oh, my great great grandfather, he is a monk outside..."

Chen Ze continued to talk nonsense, which was his inspiration from Meng Yang's joke.

Rather than some confusing words such as the system, the Three Kingdoms and crossing, he simply sat down and confirmed his identity as Chen Banxian and chose a very mysterious way, but it was easier for the three people to understand.

After all, it is similar to the ancient water blue star. Although we believe in different cattle, ghosts and snake gods, there are feudal superstitions.

"Will... Soul?"

Meng Yang, including Li Quan'an, were surprised at Chen Ze's story.

"Yes, the soul!"

Chen Ze nodded heavily, "my grandfather uploaded a secret skill to study souls, which can extract their abilities from the souls of dead famous generals, and then introduce them into your body in the way of attachment, so that you can have part of the strength of those famous generals in a short time!"

"That's why you feel your strength has increased greatly, but then you return to the prototype!"

"Research... Study the soul?"

As soon as Li Quan'an listened, countless goose bumps sprang up all over his body, and his body could not help shaking slightly.

Meng Yang and yang are better. After all, they are used to seeing life and death, but their eyes to Chen Ze have changed.

Meng Yang loyalty: 89

Guo Zi loyalty: 80

Li Quan'an loyalty: 99

Chen Ze, who had been turning on the magnifying glass, was suddenly covered with black lines.

Of course, Li Quan'an was afraid, but he was timid. On the contrary, he dared not betray Chen Ze, so his loyalty increased by two points.

But Meng Yang and Guo Zi are falling down.

To put it bluntly, the three showed discomfort to the soul in Chen Ze's mouth.

"Elder brother, I don't think... It's good to harass the martyrs?"

Meng Yang's face was dignified. A pair of thick eyebrows wrinkled into Sichuan characters. Guo Zishen thought so.

"I'm fucking..." Chen Ze breathed heavily and said, "don't think about it. I didn't dig people's ancestral graves!"

"I mean, the secret skill left by our ancestors is to simulate the souls of famous generals through some secret research that we can't tell you. This is the soul, not the real soul!"

While roaring, Chen Ze wiped his cold sweat secretly. He thought it was thanks to his friends who loved to read a few online novels in their spare time, otherwise he couldn't come round.

"Is... So?"

Meng Yang looked at each other, but Meng Yang said in a deep voice, "brother, I admire your wisdom, but... We can't do anything harmful!"

"Who is injurious?"

Chen Ze was so angry that he threw out his hand that a dark silver light suddenly appeared in his palm. He shouted angrily, "look for yourself. Is this a soul?"

What gathered up in his palm was the pseudo general star that had been abandoned for a long time, and it was also the only general star he could use at this time.