Ma Xiaoru was touched by Wang Tong's sentimental behavior. "Grandpa, Wang Tong will lead us to victory."
"Haha, of course! He is the leader of the Templar! Kid, the rest is up to you. You must recreate the miracle of Mars and drive the Immortals out of Earth!"
Wang Buting used to think that there was nothing he couldn't solve. However, time had been running out on him, and he knew that he couldn't do anything about it until the liberation of Mars.
Under the reasonable tactical arrangements of the Templars and the Federation Army, the situation on Earth was much better. It was not as difficult as the outside world thought.
"Grandpa, Wang Tong has found a way. We are trying our best to confirm the information. As long as we can find it, we will stand a good chance." Ma Xiaoru explained the plan to Wang Buting.
The more the old man listened, the more engrossed he became. He kept nodding. "You're right. But kid, are you confident you can defeat Patroclus?"
"Haha, Grandpa, you have never taught me how to defeat Patroclus. No matter what, this is the best plan for us. We must destroy the alliance between the Zergs and the Immortals."
Wang Tong said.
The old man and the young man looked at each other, and Wang Buting could tell from Wang Tong's eyes that Wang Tong was determined to do whatever it took.
If Wang Tong was determined to kill someone at the cost of his own life, no one in the world would be able to stop him.
However, this kind of thinking was not something that Ma Xiaoru and the others could understand. Not to mention anything else, just Wang Buting's experience could eat them to death.
"Kid, there is someone who can help us." Grandpa said. "It will take too much time and too many variables."
"Is there such a person?"
"You both know each other."
Wang Tong and Ma Xiaoru looked at each other, wondering if there was such a person in the world. Suddenly, a name flashed across their minds.
"Sisi?!" Both of them exclaimed in unison.
"Yes. If it weren't for Zhou Sisi's intelligence, the Templar would have been wiped out a long time ago." Wang Buting sighed.
"What's going on? We tried to contact Sisi, but it didn't work. We thought she …" Ma Xiaoru said in surprise.
"Sigh, this girl is really stubborn. It's been a long time, but ever since she entered the War God Temple, I knew that she was an important part of the human race's destiny. It's just that no one knew what mission she was carrying, not even she herself, so I left her the Saint Church's most secret communication method. After she was saved by Patroclus, she decided to stay in the God race as a spy for the human race. In order to keep it a secret, she has always ignored your contact, and has always been in contact with me. In order to ensure her safety, no one else knows."
Wang Buting glanced at Wang Tong and thought to himself, "This brat has a few girlfriends who are willing to give up everything for him."
"No wonder we always get timely news. I thought it was news from the Freedom Front." Ma Xiaoru suddenly came to a realization. She and Zhang Jin had also speculated before. It was not that they didn't have any doubts, but they couldn't get any response from Zhou Sisi.
She had done a good job keeping it a secret.
"The only human who can get in touch with Patroclus is Zhou Sisi, and she is probably the only one who can determine the location of the Queen."
"Isn't Zhou Sisi in danger?" Wang Tong furrowed his brows and said, "We should find a way to save her first!"
"You stinking brat, of course I know that. It's just that she doesn't agree, and there's nothing anyone can do about it. Sigh, if it wasn't for her, we might not have met again. This time is different. If she can find out the whereabouts of the Queen Mother, she can really come back."
Wang Buting said. He was very grateful to the girl who had saved his life over the past five years. He knew how much she cared about Wang Tong, but he couldn't bring himself to mention it in front of Ma Xiaoru.
"It's fine, Old Fart. I have been to the moon, but I couldn't find Zhou Sisi. If you know where she is, please tell me. We don't need her!"
Wang Tong said as he glanced at Ma Xiaoru. Ma Xiaoru gently held Wang Tong's hand. Ma Xiaoru was touched by what Zhou Sisi had done for Wang Tong, and she wouldn't be Ma Xiaoru if she couldn't understand Zhou Sisi's concern for Wang Tong.
"Old Fart, I agree with Wang Tong. Patroclus would never let Wang Tong down. Moreover, we are sure that the Queen is on Noah's Ark. As long as we have enough time, we will be able to find her. It's time for Zhou Sisi to come back!"
"You youngsters are always impulsive."
"Old man, cut the crap. Give me the seat. Whether it's impulsive or reckless, Sisi has already done too much for us!"
Zhou Sisi was the only person Wang Tong had ever felt sorry for. She was the one who had fired the cannon at Zachary during the most dangerous time. She had almost lost her life because of that.
She had been carrying a bad reputation for helping mankind for the past six years, and Wang Tong couldn't bear it no matter what.
"Take it easy, Kiddo. Let's think about the long term."
"Old Fart, let's listen to Wang Tong. Zhou Sisi has done enough, and we can do the rest. Trust us!"
Ma Xiaoru agreed with Wang Tong, especially since Wang Tong had the power to do so.
"You two are really … How about this, let's calm down for one night. If you two still insist on it tomorrow morning, I will make some arrangements. However, I'm not sure if she will agree."
Wang Buting's many years of experience told him that this was a bit rash and not the most correct choice.
The other Templars were excited when they saw Wang Tong. Wang Tong was different from six years ago when he first joined the Templar. Even though they were separated by vast space, the spirit of the Templar was still connected.
The Templars now regarded Wang Tong as their true leader, and he was their motivation.
Wang Tong chatted with the Templar for a long time before he left. The disciples of the Templar's Inner Hall had performed well in the war over the past few years, and the Templar had been hiding their true strength. There were hundreds of thousands of Templar's Inner Hall disciples hidden all over the world, and they were divided into the Inner Hall, the Inner Hall, and the Inner Hall, the Inner Hall, the Inner Hall.
The Inner Hall disciples weren't necessarily METAL warriors, but they were loyal to the Templar's spirit, and they were basically the elites of their respective professions.
The Templar had always adhered to the principle of staying out of politics, and many of the Templar's Inner Hall disciples didn't do much even after they left this world.
The Templar's Inner Hall was even more low-key than the Sect of Divine Masters. However, during times of war, all of the Templar's Inner Hall disciples would be able to form an extraordinary force.
There were also Templar's Inner Hall disciples on the Moon and Mars. Although there weren't many of them, they were definitely the elites of the Templar's Inner Hall. Yin Tianzong had proven his strength and helped Wang Tong win the glory of Mars.
The Moon Templar's Inner Hall disciples had established a line of communication with Zhou Sisi. However, on the Moon, the Templar's Inner Hall had to be discreet.
Old Man Zhang was really something. He had planted someone under Patroclus's nose, which was something that even the House of Zhang couldn't do. Patroclus knew the House of Zhang very well, and he knew that even an iron wall couldn't stop the internal rust.
Wang Tong held Ma Xiaoru in his arms. If it weren't for the war, the two of them would have been able to enjoy each other's company every day. Most of the time, the two of them wondered if such a day would ever come.
"Wang Tong, you have to save Zhou Sisi. She is so pitiful," Ma Xiaoru murmured.
Wang Tong's heart was touched. He was worried that Ma Xiaoru would misunderstand him, but it wasn't all a misunderstanding. Wang Tong had gone to the Moon to learn more about the situation on the Moon, and he also wanted to save Zhou Sisi. Ma Xiaoru was the leader of the House of Ma, and she was protected by many people. However, Zhou Sisi had fallen into the hands of the Immortals.
Wang Tong wouldn't be human if he said that he didn't have any feelings for Zhou Sisi.
"Ma Xiaoru, I …"
"Don't say anything. I know you, and I know Zhou Sisi. Don't worry about her. As for the most beautiful girl in the world, I don't know about them."
Xiaoru said half-truthfully. In fact, she had already turned a blind eye to it. She could not be ruthless towards Zhou Sisi.
"Ma Xiaoru is the most beautiful girl in the world!"
Wang Tong was overjoyed. Ma Xiaoru was hinting at something that he didn't even dare to think about.
"Humph! I am not as beautiful as Princess Heidi."
"I believe that you are a hundred times more beautiful than her, sweetheart …"
Ma Xiaoru wiggled her body as she sensed the passion in Wang Tong's eyes. "You need to rest."
"Don't worry, I am a hundred times more energetic!"
Wang Tong had been holding back for a long time, and he was as fierce as a tiger.
Ma Xiaoru bit her lips and glanced at Wang Tong. Then, she nodded and said, "I will accompany you!"
Wang Tong was exceptionally fierce today, but no one knew what was going on in his mind.
Wang Tong didn't hide his decision from Zhang Jin. Zhang Jin agreed with Wang Buting's suggestion, and she also admired Wang Tong's character. Every girl would love to have a man like him risk his life for her.
Zhang Jin, Wang Buting, and Ma Xiaoru would be the representatives of the House of Li.
While Wang Tong was on his way, the Martian fleet didn't attack the Moon as the Immortals had planned. Instead, they cut off the communication between the Moon and the Earth.
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