I’m Almost At Immortal Ascension, You Say You Want Me To Be The Prince?

"I'm sorry Shiro, I'm so stupid, I'm tired of you." Zhang Sanyi said with a guilty expression on his face.

"I'm tired of der, and they didn't say anything."

"Der?"

"do not mind the details."

"Oh."

"But your ability to survive in the wild is weak, right? What back door did you get into SF Express?"

Zhang San's face was flushed suddenly, and he might have been told a secret.

Fortunately, this topic did not continue.

Then, under Li Mu's guidance, he finally managed to set up the tent, and it looked a bit decent.

That's right, this man named Li Si is Li Mu pretending to be.

Going out, get a vest or something, it feels like a thief.

After setting up the camp, Li Mu took the opportunity to observe.

I found that the dart head surnamed Wang had two brushes.

Whether it is the formation of the camp, or the location of the camp.

They all revealed a sophisticated taste.

You know, Li Mu was also a player who participated in the Tiele fight against each other.

Reluctantly, he can be regarded as an old driver, and he still has some basic skills.

Experts will know if there is any.

Being able to fight the enemy is a skill, and being able to line up troops is even more of a great skill.

But before arranging troops, marching, arranging, camping...

These are all basic skills. Without these basic skills, I won't talk about it later.

The rhetoric will only be on paper.

Only when the basic skills are solid can it be regarded as a real skill, and it is also a basic skill that an officer should have.

These conditions are met, let's talk about becoming a general, and then talk about making meritorious deeds.

Therefore, Li Mu was quite satisfied with the dart head surnamed Wang, and thought it was good. He was a talent.

At least the basic skills are not weak.

Judging from the location of the camp, Wang Biaotou chose a sheltered location, and the camp address is also a relatively hard and flat area.

The sideline position allows people to dig a good ditch and put sandbags around.

The basic measures are well arranged.

Set up guard posts in the front and rear positions.

There are also preventive measures such as gates, fences, and horse rejections, although they are very simple, after all, there are few people.

But at least there should be everything, which shows his safety awareness.

Although Li Mu still doesn't know how well this Wang brother can charge into battle, he feels quite satisfied with his current skills at least.

Li Mu and Zhang Sanwei were roasting leg of lamb by the bonfire, their eyes secretly glanced in the direction of Wang Biao's head.

He stabbed Zhang San with his hand, "Lao Zhang, do you know what the heels of the Wang Biao head are?"

Zhang Sanzheng concentrated on roasting the leg of lamb, then turned his head and glanced at Wang Biaotou.

"Why did Shiro ask such questions?"

"No, just curious."

"Oh, it is said that Wang Biaotou was an old man who had participated in the Turkic War in Zhenguan for three years. He was exhausted and his brigade commander. However, he was banished to his hometown because he hit the summit. Later, Li Jingyang founded the SF business and recruited a large number of veterans. Wang Biao entered SF Express."

"Hey, your kid is okay, you know so clearly."

Zhang Saburo scratched his head embarrassedly, and said, "I'm not afraid of Shiro's jokes. A certain is weak and thin since childhood. Fortunately, the memory is good, which is considered to be some good points."

Li Mu heard it, hey! What a specialty!Then Li Mu patted Zhang San's back and arm muscles, kneading while patting.

Then he frowned with a look of disgust, "Lao Zhang, your body is really not good, don't use too much, it hurts your body!"

"Fuck?"

"that is……"

Just when Li Mu was about to explain to him what lug was called, Wang Biaotou came over at this moment.

Then... the scene was slightly awkward.

Because Li Mu's hand was placed exactly on Zhang San's chest muscles.

Also squeezed easily.

Wang Biaotou saw this scene just when he walked over.

Then, the three of them have six eyes, you look at me, I look at you...

Embarrassingly, he can buckle out a city with his toes on the spot.

"Hey, ah, ah... Pharaoh, things are not what you think!"

Li Mu hurriedly stood up and was about to go over and explain to Wang Biaotou.

Wang Biaotou quickly backed away several steps, "Li Shilang, please respect yourself!"

Li Mu: Am I special...

"It's not what you think, Lao Wang."

"You are here to inform you two, and you two will guard the guard in the middle of the night."

After saying that, Wang Biao didn't want to stay for the first moment, turned around and left in a hurry.

As he walked, he murmured, "These powerful children who have become mothers are really... ah!"

Obviously, Lao Wang was very disgusted with Li Mu's fencing behavior, but due to the identity of the opponent, he could only stay away.

This has to be replaced by someone else, maybe he just yelled out loud.

He is still vividly remembering the offending of the dignitaries a few years ago.

It was cool at the time, but he didn't forget the matter of being worn out with little shoes.

So, he has now learned to be smooth.

For the powerful children, although he still doesn't want to cling to it, he will try not to offend him if he can't.

Because he can't afford to offend.

Li Mu looked at Old Wang's bewildered back and sat back down at the campfire with a pained expression on his face.

"Did he misunderstand something?" Li Mu turned his head and asked Zhang San.

Zhang San had an indifferent expression on his face, shrugged and said, "Why do Shiro care about others' eyes? You and I have a clear conscience. You don't need to be affected by worldly rumors."

The corner of Li Mu's mouth twitched. Good fellow, you have suffered this kind of sentiment only after suffering from the human world.

Then think about it carefully, wait a minute, you wait for me, what does it mean to not be influenced by worldly rumors...

Then Zhang San said with a serious face.

"Duke Jingyang once said: The world destroys me, deceives me, humiliates me, laughs at me, despise me, deceive me, hate me, lie to me, what should I do?"

Zhang San said that he was very excited, and looked like a little fan.

But when Li Mu heard Zhang San mention his embarrassment, he became excited.

Hastily jumped up and covered his mouth.

Then Zhang San's center of gravity was unstable, and the whole person fell to the ground.

As for Li Mu, it happened to be pressing on Zhang San.

Then, Wang Biaotou suddenly came back.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you..."

Ga——

Wang Biaotou was petrified in an instant.

Dammit, daddy's eyes—

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