In the quiet courtyard, Feng Tianxing personally poured out the wine for Song Jie, so he was ready to listen.

Song Jie did not live up to Feng Tianxing's expectations, and said lightly.

"Tianxing, you are a rare genius in our academy, but you must also understand that besides you, there must be other geniuses, and they will also be appreciated by Jia Luo."

For the sake of this, Feng Tianxing understood in an instant, with a bit of joy on his face.

"Do you mean that Master Jia Luo is not dissatisfied with me because of my actions, but that he is caught in the middle and can't choose?"

Song Yu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly shook his head with a smile.

"I can understand why the old man of Jialuo values you so much. You don't need to say anything too clearly, save your worry."

The sad look on Feng Tianxing's face disappeared in an instant, and he poured the wine with his own hands.

"Master Songji came to have a few more drinks. I don't know how long it will take to get together with Master Songji."

Seeing that Feng Tianxing's face was no longer sad, and even his face was filled with joy, Song Yu felt inexplicably comfortable in his heart.

Maybe Song Ji didn't know why he felt this way, but Feng Tianxing knew.

Because every move he does now is sending a signal to Song Xi, no matter how great my Feng Tianxing's achievements are or what kind of infamy I carry, as long as you can understand it, that's enough.

This is how "valued" them.

In a world where the blood relationship of the Demon Race is not strong, on the contrary, this kind of respect makes it easier to be recognized by other Demon Races.

Feng Tianxing seems to have completely thrown the problems he is encountering now into the clouds.

One after another toast to Song Ji.

After three cups, Song Jie waved his hands again and again.

"Tianxing, don't worry, I have something to ask you, have you figured out a way to deal with that person now?"

Feng Tianxing was stunned for a moment, as if thinking, and then patted his head.

"Almost forgot about it."

In fact, Feng Tianxing had been observing Song Jiu's expression for a long time, waiting for him to reveal the key information.

Especially the identity of the other party is very important.

A trace of distress flashed on his face, and then his eyes lit up, and he saluted Song Ji.

"I beg Master Songji to teach me."

Song Ji shook his head for a while, the more he looked at Feng Tianxing now, the more pleasing he felt.

To have such a sensible disciple, who is also very smart, and has a very good talent, these are very rare to take out alone, not to mention that now they all appear on Feng Tianxing alone, how can people not be happy?

"Old Garona, I can't say it directly, but I can give you two pieces of news, starting with you and going up the third one. Between Qiuyun City and Tu Kangcheng."

When Feng Tianxing heard this, let alone how happy he was.

The third one from the top, according to Song Jiu's previous explanation, is the third very famous person, which is basically equivalent to confirming his identity.

As for Qiuyun City and Tu Kang City, most of them are important strongholds of that person, and they may even be guarding them personally.

I carefully recalled the map in my mind. Although there are still hundreds of miles between the two cities, it is still very vast, but it is not clueless.

After speaking, Song Yu was still a little embarrassed.

"Tianxing, it's not that I don't want to help you this time. You also know that old Garona is very stubborn. I am the most information I can provide you within his limited conditions."

Feng Tianxing quickly waved his hand.

"It's enough to have these, it's always better than the disciple's clueless search, thank you master."

Song Ji drank another drink, and then waved to the back.

"Jiang, you've gone through a round of penance. It's time to go out. It just so happened that you and Tianxing used to have a good relationship, so let him take you out, how about that?"

Feng Tianxing looked back unexpectedly, and saw Jiang flying all the way, landed beside Feng Tianxing, and looked at him.

"You seem to have gotten stronger."

Feng Tianxing just rolled his eyes and walked over.

"As far as my blood is concerned, the stronger I am, the more slack I am."

Jiang suddenly stretched out his paw and placed it on the table.

"Tianxing, our two brothers are not so polite. Look at what position I can ask for under you."

This directly gave Feng Tianxing a big surprise.

Although Jiang is also a dummy in name, but even with his toes, he can understand that Songji's strength is not low. How can he be regarded as a real waste when his strength is not low?

Not to mention how strong Jiang is, at least his talent is enough.

"What else is there to say, you see which position in my barracks is good, and I will give you which position."

Feng Tianxing is also generous. According to common sense, it is impossible for him to make such a promise. After all, in the army, the incompetence of command basically means the death of his subordinates.

The 6,000 people under Feng Tianxing were not enough for Jiang to squander like that.

This is trust.

Feng Tianxing believed that Jiang would not let him down, let alone embarrass him.

Along with the chat between the two, Song Ji drank the wine to herself, and from time to time she gave Feng Tianxing some gossip, nagging about the past years.

It's just that as time gets late, Feng Tianxing has to get up and say goodbye.

At this moment, in addition to completing this communication with Song Ji, Feng Tianxing also needs to try other ideas.

After all, the opponent is hidden in the dark, and Feng Tianxing is in the light, this situation is very unfavorable.

Feng Tianxing needed some layout to allow himself to return to the dark realm, and then counterattack them.

The reversal of the overall situation requires a lot of patience. Although the time is tight right now, every moment may make Feng Tianxing no chance to turn over again, but he is not in a hurry at all.

Because time is always on Feng Tianxing's side, all he needs is the precipitation of time.

As Feng Tianxing got up to say goodbye, Song Jie was also drunk and lay down on a chair in the courtyard, enjoying a pleasant time.

Feng Tianxing looked at the camp lightly, shook his head, and then said.

"Actually, one thing is very important, but I have never been able to find a suitable candidate. Jiang, you see that the weather is good today, why don't you help me with this?"

Feng Tianxing's expression was very relaxed, but Jiang on the side felt something was wrong. Based on his understanding of Feng Tianxing over the years, when this guy looked relaxed, it was when he wanted to "let blood".

"What do you want to say quickly, don't wait for me to change my mind."

Feng Tianxing was afraid of Jiang's repentance, so he hurriedly grabbed him and said in one breath. "Actually it's very simple. I've thought about it. In the entire camp, the only position worthy of your status is probably my current position. Why don't you help me manage this camp, and the rights and so on are up to you. What else do you like to do with it, how about it?"