Conferred Gods: Starting from the Third Prince Long

Chapter 58 Gu Zuoyan Him

The vibration of the "Huntian Treasure Tree" means that there are new fruits that absorb the tribulation energy and grow.

Ao Bing smiled, and joy bloomed on his face like spring flowers.

Even Zhang Guifang's bloody head no longer looked hideous.

"I don't know what kind of magical power it will be this time."

Thoughts flashed in his mind, and he finally looked at the merchant army rushing toward him in darkness.

The body moves automatically without wind, like the hazy morning sun rising slowly into the sky in the morning mist.

Flying to support traces and using the illusion to control the wind are the abilities that the Dragon Clan is born with.

"Fire the arrow, let the arrow go!"

A sergeant raised his sword and ordered, intending to take back the general's head.

then.

Then there were black spots, densely packed, like locusts swarming in.

Ao Bing took a breath and blew out a strong wind.

The swarm of locusts were immediately blown away, turned around, flew back, and then scattered to the ground.

He himself flew to Xiqi and settled on the tower,

"Zhang Guifang's head is here. I am lucky to have lived up to my command."

He raised his head and looked at the group of sergeants. His eyes swept over and saw that all the generals were there, except for Ziya.

The prince couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, pretending to be displeased:
"Jiang Daoyou is so arrogant. I helped him get rid of a lot of harm, but he didn't even bother to say a word of congratulations?"

Huang Feihu coughed awkwardly and glanced left and right. No one dared to come forward to answer, so he had to explain himself:
"So that the prince will know that the prime minister has just been affected by Zhang Guifang's evil spell and is temporarily comatose and unable to come out to meet him."

"What? You want to have a drink to celebrate?"

Ao Bing continued to act stupid.

In fact, the sealing of the ear openings has already been lifted.

It turned out that since he learned that Jiang Ziya had tipped off Shang Jun, he knew that Chan Jiao must have bad intentions.

This is a rhythm that is obviously going to send him to the list of gods.

But God Haotian's word of mouth was there, and he couldn't refuse when people came to invite him.

As the saying goes: "If you often walk by the river, your shoes will not get wet."

If you continue, you will inevitably be on the list sooner or later.

So how to break the situation?
After thinking about it, he came up with an idea that was not an idea.

That is to say: knowing is not knowing, and not knowing is not knowing.

It's up to you, I'm pretending to be deaf and dumb.

Listen to what you want to hear and ignore what you don't want to hear.

what?
Are you saying that I disobey God Haotian’s command?
Please.

In order to fight against Zhang Guifang, I took the initiative to close the ear openings, which caused the sequelae.

The short name is - deafness!

This was an injury on the job, who dares to accuse him?
Who dares to accuse me of this?
Huang Feihu blinked, his expression blank.

It’s appropriate to celebrate, but that’s not what I’m talking about now.

"Prince, are your ears still not healed?"

"No, no, no, just make some food."

Ao Bing laughed and handed the head to a soldier. Then he seemed to suddenly remember something and said to the generals:

"By the way, I don't want wine, and I don't eat beef."

Huang Feihu was stunned and finally realized Zhang Guifang's powerlessness when facing the third deaf prince.

I talk about tigers on the east mountain, but you talk about monkeys on the west mountain.

You really don't understand what you say, and you can't understand even half of a sentence, right?
I had no choice but to take a wooden board and write on it.

After Ao Bing finished reading, he explained:

"My dragon family is born with keen senses. Forcibly sealing it off will always cause damage. It will heal after a while."

How long it takes for him to pass depends entirely on his own will.

Anyway, the ears are on me. If I say it is good, it will be good. If I say it is not good, it will be bad.

Whether it's good or bad depends purely on what you want from me.

Huang Feihu is not a practitioner of Taoism and does not know the details.

Hearing this, there was no doubt that he was there, and he nodded ignorantly.

Ao Bing chatted with him nonchalantly, during which time he also chatted with Wu Wang Jifa.

They were still asking questions and talking about things, and the atmosphere was very awkward.It was this act that caused him to be injured in the line of duty, causing the news to spread like wildfire.

When Jiang Ziya woke up and heard that he had completely changed from the "Third Dragon Prince" to the "Third Deaf Prince", he couldn't help but secretly laugh for a while.

However, when he found Ao Bing and was about to discuss plans such as hijacking the camp at night, he realized how outrageous things really were.

"I can't eat anymore, I really can't eat anymore!"

Facing Lao Jiangtou's sincere invitation, Ao Bing waved his hand repeatedly.

"General Ao, Pindao wants you to help rob the camp at night, not to eat."

"I told you, I can't eat anymore!"

"Rob the camp, I'm telling you to rob the camp!" Jiang Ziya leaned close to his ear and shouted loudly.

Ao Bing frowned and glared at him displeased.

"Why are you shouting so loudly? It's not like I can't hear you."

Old Jiangtou breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he was not really deaf, otherwise it would be really troublesome.

pity.

Just when he thought Ao Bing had heard it, the other party uttered another sentence.

"It's okay to have a little more, but I don't eat beef."

I……

Jiang Ziya put his hand on his forehead, looked up to the sky and sighed, completely speechless in his heart.

This is too much trouble to say.

The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly. How much time will it take to give an order to Ao Bing?

"Prime Minister, why don't we take him with us and leave the prince to recover slowly?"

Huang Feihu couldn't bear to speak.

It's just a camp hijack, and it's not that difficult. Why do we have to take Ao Bing with us?
Jiang Ziya did not agree, but glared at him.

"Do you think he is really deaf? He is clearly pretending to be sick when he is not sick!"

He deliberately said this loudly so that Ao Bing could hear it.

His eyes were quietly observing the other person's expression, trying to find any clues.

Ao Bing, as usual, didn't hear anything at all and smiled at the two of them.

Ziya couldn't see anything and could only shake his head helplessly.

He studied under Kunlun Yuxu Palace and was very familiar with such strategies.

But if you can see it, you can see it. Whether it can be solved is another question.

After all, Ao Bing's ears were on his body, and whether he was deaf or not depends entirely on his mouth.

With a long sigh in his heart, Jiang Ziya shook his sleeves and turned to leave speechlessly.

Ao Bing laughed secretly and didn't take it seriously.

Isn't it just playing rogue?

Who doesn't seem like it.

Do you really think you can use chicken feathers as command arrows?

It's just God Haotian's oral instructions. If I don't listen, I won't listen. What can you do?

of course.

He could only think about this in his mind, he would not be stupid enough to say it out loud.

Seeing Jiang Shang leave, Ao Bing relaxed and lay lazily on the couch.

On the surface, he is pretending to be asleep, but his soul has actually fallen under the Huntian Treasure Tree in the sea of ​​consciousness.

After being nourished by the calamity energy several times, the treasure tree grew more brilliant and lush.

Looking closely, it turned out to be a brown fruit this time.

It looks dry and inconspicuous.

Ao Bing will not refuse anyone who comes.

It doesn’t matter whether you do it or not, whether you are deflated or not, as long as you have a stutter.

Pick the fruit immediately and put it in your mouth.

The warm current appeared again, as if taking him back to the eggshell. All kinds of information were poured into the depths of his blood along with the aura and imprinted on his soul.

The West calls this "awakening of the true spirit," while the East calls it "divine enlightenment."

Anyway, no matter which version he said, Ao Bing woke up to his name.

I couldn't help but sit up from the couch and uttered a few words in confusion:

"Tune the birds and control the beasts"?
(End of this chapter)