Chapter 1322 The weak are fighting each other

When Xiahou Zhe saw Mr. Ning, he felt a moment of trance and shock, but then he realized that he still felt that we still lost.

But Mr. Ning is about to die. He looks like he is about to die, but he is just trying to make energy.

Xiahou Zhe couldn't explain what he felt in his heart. He was lucky enough to gloat, but he had the idea that you ended up like this, and he also felt a little panic.

While he looked at Mr. Ning, the other party was also looking at him. Seeing his obviously thin and pale look, he was also shocked and then smiled bitterly.

Emperor Chu is indeed unfathomable.

"Sir." Xiahou Zhe bowed to him and said, "Why are you here, are you here for the Ning clan?"

“Yes, not.”

Mr. Ning approached and looked at him: "You have cleared a lot."

Xiahou Zhe touched his face with a self-deprecating voice: "It's not far from death. If the sir comes to scold me, it's okay."

"What's the point of scolding you now? But can you save you from this exquisite cage when you are happy for a while?"

Xiahou Zheran, what are you doing? Let me laugh at me?

No need.

"Do you regret it?"

Xiahou Zhe looked up instantly, his eyes were dark, and he asked, "Where is sir?"

Mr. Ning's eyes were cold: "It's fake to say you don't regret it."

Xiahou Zhe's face changed a few times, and there was a faint fury, igniting it, and his tone became sharp: "I'm disappointed, it's really mine."

"When you reach this point, you are still like that, and you can't calm down in a word." It's really hard to become a great man.

Mr. Ning felt powerless again.

"If I had known that this would be the ending, I would not have given you some people since you were eighteen years old. It would not have been so ridiculous now that you would have surrendered before the battle."

If you want to say that you are unwilling to be unwilling to be the one who is most unwilling to be not to lose to Emperor Chu, but to lose to themselves. They have contradictory opinions and internal strife to destroy themselves. Xiahou Zhe is somewhat as stubborn as his grandfather Emperor Xia.

If I had not been soft-hearted at the time and handed some of the people in my hands to him, wouldn't I have been doing stupid things to destroy the city walls today?

This person is not afraid of using his brain, but fears that his brain will move, but what comes out is shit.

It would be fine if you smell it, but it would be cheaper for your opponent and you would have won a great victory without a single soldier.

Xiahou Zhe's eyes were red, and he stepped forward and stared at Mr. Ning and sneered: "Pule? Mr. Ning has been the leader of the commanders for a long time, but he didn't know that puppets also have flesh and blood and souls. In fact, you shouldn't blame me for being able to leave it to the people available to me. You should blame me for not turning me into a fool. Only a fool can obey your instructions in everything."

"Mr. I blamed me for returning to Beijing. In fact, three years ago, when I talked about the matter, you should have responded. You said that you kept waiting, and said that the room among the seven constellations will change. The second constellation star will change, so wait first. I forgive you for not understanding your divination technique. I only know that you are slow to move and advocate waiting. You are willing to wait. You are calm enough, but you forgot a little bit, which is a fighting heart."

Xiahou Zhe sneered: "A person's courage and fighting spirit will gradually fade with time. Sir, after waiting, he will eventually wait for life and fear death and be willing to be dull. I don't want me to lose my competitive spirit, so I would rather fight for it."

Mr. Ning smiled and looked at him: "Then have you tried it? Are you satisfied now?"

What he calls fighting is to make small moves and make himself a prisoner?
Chapter completed!