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The Nine-Colored Deer lowered her head: "Oh, then we are enemies now?"

"Okay, I won't do anything to them, otherwise Erlang Shen can escape from my palm just now? Just let Qijin block him. We'll wait for the arrival of the army here."

Without continuing to take action, Yang Qijin easily blocked Erlang Shen, and even suppressed Erlang Shen. Although Erlang Shen had endless changes, he could not do anything to Yang Qijin in both martial arts and magic.

After fighting for a while, Erlang Shen was no longer interested in fighting because the soldiers on Xiqi were retreating step by step, and Nangong Shi was already captured alive, so the city could not be defended.

Suddenly Erlang Shen turned into a small insect and instantly drilled into the ground. Yang Qijin hit the ground with a punch, but he could not hurt Erlang Shen at all.

"Hey, Qijin, you were bitten by Xiaotian Dog?" Jiuse Deer asked as she looked at the tooth marks on Yang Qijin's arm.

"Well, I didn't expect its teeth to be so sharp. If I hadn't thrown it quickly, I would have been completely bitten." Yang Qijin was also very depressed. His body was so powerful, not to mention a dog, even a lion and a tiger could not bite it. I didn't expect that such a puppy would hide his breath and his teeth were so sharp.

"Have you ever remembered? Any beast on the battlefield must have its own special features. Don't look down on it so much next time you meet it. Okay, go back and rest. You don't have to join this kind of battle."

Yang Qijin and the others returned to the camp to rest. Although Chonghouhu died of his younger brother, he was not too sad. He took down another city in Xiqi and then conquered Qishan, and a great victory was expected.

Thinking about the fact that Beibo Hou personally wiped out the rebellion of Xibo Hou, his power would inevitably rise sharply. No matter how you look at it, he could go further. He is now considering whether he would accept it if King Zhou gave him the position of prime minister?

If he accepts it, he will leave the fiefdom and go to Chaoge. Although Chaoge is more prosperous, it is not his fiefdom after all, so he can't be free in the fiefdom.

But after all, that was the position of the prime minister. Even if the Dongbo Marquis Jiang Huanchu saw him, he would bow and shout "Prime Minister". This felt very good.

It would be normal for him to make such a great contribution to being the prime minister, right? Of course, he hoped that he could be directly conferred the title of king like Huang Feihu. After all, this title can be hereditary, so that their family has been crowned for generations, which would be great.

However, if he wants to stay in a fiefdom, it seems difficult to be a title of king. If he doesn’t think about it, he might as well become a marquis of Beibo. However, there are more benefits, such as expanding his fiefdom or something?

Chonghouhu had already begun to imagine what reward he should ask for after he destroyed Xiqi. This reward would definitely not be missing, after all, he destroyed the greatest rebellion for Shang Tang.

An hour later, the dust settled, and the flags of Shang Tang and Beibo Hou Mansion were re-ploughed on the city.

"Come on, all the heroes, drink this cup. We will attack Qishan tomorrow. After passing Qishan, we will quickly quell the rebellion." Chonghouhu held the wine bottle with an unconcealed smile on his face.

Everyone was smiling during the meal, only Chong Heihu's son Chong Yingbao looked heavy. Although the general went on the battle and was covered with corpses, no one could guarantee that he would survive on the battlefield.

But why was his father dead? Although the uncle promised that he would let him replace his father's Marquis of Caozhou, without his father's extraordinary skills and the Flying Tiger Army, his status would plummet.

Chong Yingbao looked at the person sitting next to Chonghouhu. He was a very powerful person. If he could become his disciple, he would definitely be able to make achievements!

The banquet passed away, and as soon as Qiu Ming returned to the camp, he heard someone shouting at the door: "Chong Yingbao asked to see Qiu Xianchang."

Chong Yingbao? Qiu Ming frowned and shouted in, and saw a man with a sword-browed and star-eyed look walking in, and kneeled in front of him with a thud.

"I beg Mr. Qiu to accept me as my disciple. I want to avenge my father." Chong Yingbao's forehead was directly pressed against the ground.

Qiu Ming looked at Chong Yingbao carefully. He was in good health, but he could only say that he was good, not outstanding. Moreover, the person Chong Yingbao wanted to take revenge was Erlang Shen. Qiu Ming did not think that Chong Yingbao's talent could gain combat power comparable to Erlang Shen in a short time.

"I have reminded your father not to rush to kill too hard. After all, he worships the ancestor of Shangqing, which is considered to be my lineage of Jieshi. But he himself did not listen and was eager to make contributions, so he was killed."

"Your talent is just as good as your father. Your father is not a match, so what are your abilities that can avenge your father?"

"You and I have no fate with a master and disciple. Go and go back to Caozhou and be a marquis of Caozhou safely. If you continue to follow your uncle, you may follow your father's footsteps soon."

Qiu Ming simply calculated that Chong Yingbao's past and present lives were very ordinary, with no great merits, and no great evil. If Chong Yingbao really continued to follow Chonghouhu, he might have to be on the list of gods.

Of course, Qiu Ming's this is just a suggestion. For many people, perhaps they are eager to be on the list of gods. In this way, they become gods in an instant. The heavenly court is immortal and they are not dead. How great is it.

Chong Yingbao looked disappointed: "I beg for the immortal to be merciful, I really yearn for the immortal way."

"If you really yearn for it, go to other places to seek immortality and ask questions. You and I don't have the fate of master and disciple, go." Qiu Ming waved his hand.

What else did Chong Yingbao want to say? Suddenly, he felt a force holding him out of the camp and landing at the door. This was the magical method of the immortals. Unfortunately, he had no chance of getting married.

No, if this immortal chief doesn’t accept me, it doesn’t mean that other immortal chiefs are unwilling to accept me as their disciple. I will leave today and go out to find the immortal fate. One day, I will avenge my father!

Chong Yingbao left a letter to his uncle Chonghouhu and rode his horse out of the military camp. He actually didn't know where to look for immortals, but he just ran around like a headless fly.

Suddenly his horseman stood up, Chong Yingbao fell directly from the horse's back, and a Taoist priest reached out to support him: "I am a little fierce in this mount, scaring your horse, I apologize to you here."

"Look at your outfit, but why are you here alone by the military? Could it be a deserter?"

"You are the deserter. I, Chong Yingbao, just won a battle and destroyed a city of Xiqi rebels. I left temporarily because of some private matters. The Taoist priest was able to tame such beasts, but an immortal? Can I accept me as my disciple and teach me the magic skills?" Chong Yingbao looked at the other party's mount with envy.

"Your name is Chong Yingbao? This is fate. Forget it, just follow me."

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Chapter completed!