This Lord is Too Cruel

Feng Aotian gave a low laugh, approached his ear, exhaled like a blue, "Isn't there anyone else? The master smelled of vinegar."

Wei Zimo tilted his body slightly irresistibly, "What are you here for?"

Feng Aotian curled his lips and smiled, "Naturally he watched the battle with a beautiful woman."

Wei Zimo listened to her, and her hands around her waist were moving restlessly now, becoming less serious. His eyes sank and turned, but his lips were smiling with her. When he met, he suddenly widened his eyes in anger.

Feng Aotian took the opportunity to kiss through the veil. After a light kiss, she licked the tip of her tongue like a fishy cat.

Wei Zimo sighed helplessly. Why did he fall in love with such a rascal and cunning person?

Feng Aotian hugged him tightly and leaned his head on his shoulder. "It's great to have you with him like this."

Wei Zimo heard her voice coming from his ears, and the cold wind blew, but he didn't feel a trace of coldness, but rather warmth.

He gently wrapped her waist, tilted his head, and embraced her, "You always make me helpless."

Feng Aotian had a small smile at the corner of her mouth, just leaning on his shoulder. At this time, she hoped that someone would accompany her and experience this long-planned war with her.

Leng Qianye stood under the small town’s tower, watching Fu Zhuo lead the soldiers to fight the enemy courageously. There was a natural danger in front of the tower, and they passed this natural danger early this morning, and now they are close to the tower. In addition, the South Returning soldiers guarding above were caught off guard, but they still resisted desperately.

However, Fu Zhuo hurriedly attacked the city with troops and horses. He did not give the soldiers who returned to the country a chance to breathe. Soon, through the ladder, the soldiers had already densely climbed up the tower to meet the soldiers who returned to the country from the south. Fighting.

Leng Qianye stared at the front, as long as two hours, he could open the first opening to the south of the southern home country, and then it was time for a real confrontation with Heifeng.

On the contrary, Mu Hanyao's place was not easy, because his place seemed simple, but it was actually the most difficult place to chew. After all, Nan Yu placed 80% of his troops here.

He didn't know how long the people he brought could last. Now he can only test first, and then make plans.

Above the Ye Meixi tower, watching the battle in the distance, time is slowly passing by. Now, after midday, the whole sky is shouting for killings, thunder drums are bursting, Fengqiguo soldiers are still bravely attacking the city, but , Did not see any effect.

Obviously, Nan Huiguo had taken precautions, and had not sent troops to fight, but closed the city gate tightly and allowed Feng Qiguo soldiers to attack the city, but they stood on the tower and watched.

Li Su stood aside, looked at the situation in front of him, then looked at Mu Hanyao, "General, if this continues, I am afraid it will not have any effect."

Mu Hanyao's stern face was full of coldness. He raised his eyes and looked at the situation in front of him. He whispered, "It's okay, today, it's just to make the soldiers familiar with them."

Li Su has been with Mu Hanyao for many years, and he naturally knows his habits. Now, after hearing what he said, he knew his intentions. Then he nodded, rode forward and led the soldiers to attack the city.

Ye Meixi passed the heavy soldiers at a glance, and saw Mu Hanyao, who was sitting on the horse, as steady as Mount Tai. Seeing that he did not fluctuate at all, his eyes sank, and there was no movement, just standing quietly. .

Meng Chu really should not be underestimated. Now, after a few hours of attack, there is no movement in the tower, while Meng Chu is standing on the tower and looking down from a high level.

Ah Jiu's eyes sink slightly. This is also the first time she has confronted Mengchu, knowing herself and the enemy, so that she can survive all battles. Now, she is also waiting for the least opportunity.

Feng Aotian looked into the distance and chuckled, "Really interesting."

Wei Zimo could hear the meaning of Feng Aotian's words, "Are you planning to make a quick battle, or are it so exhausting?"

Feng Aotian smiled deeply, "It depends on her ability."

Wei Zimo nodded, "You really have confidence in your men."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Master has confidence in you too?"

"Do you have any confidence? Are you afraid that I will not be able to abandon you?" Wei Zimo snorted and asked in a low voice.

"The beginning of chaos and the end of abandon?" Feng Aotian has never heard of these four words. Now when he hears him, he can't help but feel fresh. Shouldn't it be her who is always abandoning in chaos?

Wei Zimo's cold eyes moved slightly, and the cinnabar between his eyebrows became more and more coquettish. He stared at her, "Isn't it?"

Feng Aotian's eyes were cold, and he lifted his neck and gently pressed, "How do you plan to start chaos and end it?"

Wei Zimo let her do this, then leaned over and looked at her face close at hand, "If you let me wait too long, I will really do something that you didn't expect."

Feng Aotian knew that he was still remembering about the country of Xuan Mo, and she sighed quietly, "Really bears a grudge."

"Don't you bear grudges?" Wei Zimo hugged her tightly and whispered.

"You are not allowed to say such things to your master in the future." Feng Aotian said solemnly, raising his eyes and looking at him.

"Are you afraid?" Wei Zimo said, if she came one day later, he was afraid that he would really do something extreme.

Feng Aotian encircled his waist. She knew the fear and worry in his heart. Now, he is slowly letting go of the knot in his heart, trying to get close to someone, rely on someone, believe in someone, and love someone. , However, he will walk this road very hard, and he will inevitably worry that she will abandon him halfway.

"Yeah." Wei Zimo is undeniable. He has been scared. Now, he has given all his energy to get to this point. He can't imagine that in the future, if one day, without her by his side, he would not Going crazy.

Feng Aotian hugged him tightly, "Master will always be with you."

Returning to the capital city of the country, what Nan Yu didn't expect was that Feng Aotian had arranged a man and horse at the western border. He was really a match for his opponents. His handsome face was sneered. He wanted to see if Feng Aotian still has any What a patience.

"The emperor, don't worry, Meng Chu from Le Qiguo is now guarding the city in the west, so there will be nothing wrong." Someone on the side replied in a low voice.

"There is nothing foolproof in this world." Nan Yu chuckled. "Although Meng Chu is a fierce general, he is not a returnee from the south after all. You can send troops to the west in secret. If Meng Chu accidentally loses, it is fine. Take precautions."

"Yes, the minister will do it." The person on the side replied, and then retreated.

Nan Yu looked at the secret zigzag in his hand, her eyes condensed, and the show had just begun.

In Fengqi, Lan Jingshu, Yi Mu and others returned to the palace and saw Xing Wuyun sitting in the imperial palace waiting for them.

The three of them entered the imperial palace, Lan Jingshu stepped forward and sat beside him, "What can I do?"

Xing Wuyun leaned on his side, tapping his fingertips on the low table, "Do you remember what I told you last time?"

"Yeah." Lan Jingshu nodded in response.

"I'm going out for a trip, these days, things in Beijing will be left to you." Xing Wuyun looked at him and said solemnly.

"Okay." Lan Jingshu knows that now all Feng Qiguo's energy is focused on returning home to the south. Xing Wuyun is leaving now, so naturally there is something important.

Xing Wuyun got up and patted his shoulder, "Let’s have lunch together."

"I just meant it." Lan Jingshu replied warmly, slowly getting up, Gu Yefeng and Yi Mu looked up, watching the dumb puzzles between the two, and glanced at each other. There are some things, the less people know the better. .

Meteor sat on one side, looking at Xing Wuyun, and then asked, "If you go out, take me."

"Inconvenient." Xing Wuyun smiled at Meteor and refused directly.

Meteor lowered his head, "How inconvenient, I hate lightness."

Xing Wuyun whispered, "Aren't you afraid of the nine princesses?"

"She won't come here yet." Meteor raised his eyes, looked at him and said, "You take me there."

"It's not better to stay in the palace. Anyway, there is no wind." Xing Wuyun raised his hand and pinched the cheek of the meteor. "Aren't you waiting to drink wild fruit wine?"

Meteors are lacking in interest. Obviously, he will get bored if he stays in the palace for too long.

Xing Wuyun touched his head, "If you have time to go to the Fengzu to see the little white snake, you seem to have not been there for a long time."

Meteor listened to Xing Wuyun's explanation of these reasons, and it was nothing more than not taking him, so he fell silent and ignored him.

Xing Wuyun smiled and said, "I am used to being at ease."

"Humph." Meteor snorted coldly, then sat down at the table.

Lan Jingshu watched Meteor play tricks, raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun. The group sat down and quietly had lunch.

After lunch, Lan Jingshu, Gu Yefeng and Yi Mu went to Jinxuan Palace to review the memorial.

Xing Wuyun took the meteor to the courtyard. Wu Feng just walked out of the house and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Where are you going?"

Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Anyway, you are not going."

"I'm waiting for Master here." Wufeng smiled lightly, then sat down.

Meteor looked at the windless, "He won't take me."

No wind chuckled again, "He never took me."

Meteor looked sideways and looked at Xing Wuyun, "He has always been like this?"

"It's always been the case." Wufeng nodded and replied, "If you really go with him, you will be thrown on the way by him. It's better not to go."

Meteor listened to the windless words and nodded, "Then I should stay in the palace, at least you will be there."

The dog was lying on the side, looking at the shooting star, and sneered. In his eyes, it was really air.

When the wind turned his eyes slightly, he saw the emotions in the black eyes of the **** dog. He looked at the shooting star, "Besides, if you run around, the **** dog will also be affected by you?"

Meteor then remembered the dog, and quickly smiled, "Yes."

Turning around, squatting in front of the dog, touching its head, "Yes, you are with me."

The dog shook his head and shook his hand away, only to think of it now, it was too late.

Meteor thought that the dog was too sleepy, too lazy to care about him, did not care, laughed, got up, looked at Xing Wuyun, "You go."

Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows, wondering who is Shicai reluctantly to himself? These things don't look at me anymore. This temperament really looks like her.

He turned around with a low smile and left the courtyard.

Seeing Xing Wuyun turn around, Meteor thought about what happened to Mu Hanjin now? He did not go to see Little White Snake for a while, turned around and looked at the dog, "Let’s go back to Feng Clan, and see Mu Hanjin."

No wind looked at him, "Who is Mu Hanjin?"

"It's the most important person in the Lord's heart, just like Father Cat." Meteor left the courtyard as he turned back.

Wufeng watched the little figure as he left, watched the dog reluctantly getting up and following slowly, the corner of his mouth twitched, and what Meteor Shijai had said in his mind, the most important person.

The war was on the verge of breaking out, and the border gates of returning to the south were already raging. The entire continent was panicking because of Feng Qiguo's war on returning to the south, especially the fourth-class countries, and they were even more worried.

Two hours later, Fu Zhuo finally sent troops to break through the watchtower of the small town in the south, led a brigade of troops into the city, quickly occupied the watchtower, and deployed his troops.

Leng Qianye raised his eyes and looked at the corpses in front of him. There was not too much emotion. He drove the horse and slowly entered the city. This was the first line of defense to open the south back to the country, and then waited for him Is the most important thing.

The town was extremely quiet. The people closed their doors and did not dare to come out. After waiting for a long time, they did not hear any shouts of killing, nor the sound of officers and soldiers breaking into the people’s homes. But, the people We are still afraid and dare not go out.

On this day, Ah Jiu did not break through the castle tower, and was in a stalemate with Meng Chu for a day without progress.

Mu Hanyao is also here. The defender of the city is Lin Xiao, the general returning to the country. Like Mu Hanyao, he has the lead, and he has no courage. In addition, he has deployed early, so now the two armies In the confrontation, Mu Hanyao did not make any progress.

Mu Hanyao raised his eyes and looked at Lin Xiao who was also looking at him coldly above the tower. He was thoughtful. After fighting for a whole day, he waved his hand and heard the horn of retreat sound. Feng Qiguo The soldiers retired in unison.

Mu Hanyao raised his eyes, took a deep look at Lin Xiao, and turned around and left with him.

Feng Aotian took Wei Zimo back to the barracks in the mountain, Ah Jiu still sent troops to attack, the two stopped dinner, Wei Zimo went to bathe

Feng Aotian sat on the soft couch, and his soul flew down, "Master, General Leng has already captured the town."

"Hmm." Feng Aotian just responded lightly, "When will the reinforcements arrive?"

"It will be tomorrow." The soul replied.

Feng Aotian nodded, "Okay, although the black wind is powerful, Qianye definitely thought of a way."

"Master, Master Xing has already left the palace today." The soul then replied.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Do you know where you have gone?"

"He wouldn't let his subordinates follow..." the soul replied with his head down.

"It's okay, as long as he appears at that time." Feng Aotian replied lightly.

"Master, that Lu Yunxiu is not dead yet." The soul raised his eyes, looked at her, and then said.

With a smile at the corner of Feng Aotian's mouth, his fingertips crossed the tea cup beside him, "Where have you been now?"

"Going back to China." The soul continued.

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Feng Aotian chuckled, "It's okay, let her go, I want to see what she can do."

"Master, where is the concubine Mu?" The soul wondered whether the master should go and see?

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "When did you care about the Lord's person?"

"It's just that a meteor has gone today, but it hasn't come back yet." The soul said with his eyes down.

Feng Aotian smiled, "Master believes that he can survive, and when the hour comes, the master will go."

"Subordinates have spoken too much." The soul said quickly on his knees.

"Retreat." Feng Aotian chuckled, looking sideways, and saw that Wei Zimo had come out of the screen.

The soul has obeyed and retired.

Wei Zimo stepped forward slowly, sat beside her, and looked at her, "When will Mu Hanjin come back?"

Feng Aotian looked sideways, looked at him, then got up, "Master, go take a shower."

"Really it is the person in your heart, you can't even ask." Wei Zimo got up and left.

Feng Aotian grabbed his hand, "Aren't you the person on the cusp of your father's heart?"

Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at the sky outside, "I'm afraid it's not as good as him."

Feng Aotian's eyes sinked slightly, and she held his wrist tightly, "If you continue to say such angry words, your master will be angry."

Wei Zimo shook her away vigorously, and then stepped out of the attic.

Feng Aotian watched him leave with anger, and did not try to persuade him anymore. Instead, he turned around, stepped into the screen, removed the restraints on his body, and sank himself into the bathtub.

Wei Zimo stood in the courtyard, but could not wait for her to come out for a long time. He raised his head. Now, he is only wearing a thin bright red uniform. His back looks abnormally depressed. His cold eyes are full of sneers. Tap his toes lightly and fly away from the courtyard.

Feng Aotian felt the cold breath disappear, she sighed helplessly, walked out of the bath tub, dressed again, and stepped out of the house, she no longer saw the cold and noble figure.

Her eyes sank, and she flew away.

Wei Zimo lightly landed on an empty hill, letting the cold late night wind blow away his wet ink hair, he raised his eyes and looked at the bright moon hanging in the sky, his expression a little lonely.

He doesn't know what's wrong with this? Why is it so easy to get angry? Why did you leak your inner emotions so easily? He walked forward aimlessly step by step, letting the moonlight stretch his figure extremely long, he couldn't help raising his eyes and looking at the darkness in front of him, where is it? Where is he going?

Feng Aotian followed the familiar figure, descended lightly, strode forward to the ground, looking at the blowing robe and the thin figure that made her feel distressed, she pulled him into her arms and hugged him tightly. , "Want to be beaten by the Lord again, right?"

Wei Zimo felt the sudden embrace, it was so warm, but how long can he have it? Can she bear his capricious temperament?

"I'm really selfish." Wei Zimo whispered, selfishly wanting to own you alone.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Don't torture yourself anymore."

Wei Zimo's body softened, then squatted on the ground, raised his head and looked at her, "I am not me anymore."

Feng Aotian gently took him into his arms, his sensitivity and fragility made her heart jerked.

"Lord shouldn't leave you alone." Feng Aotian half-kneeled on the ground and responded in a low voice.

Wei Zimo leaned in her arms, "Even if I throw your hand away in the future, you must not leave me."

Feng Aotian nodded and held his hand tightly in his palm, "Go back."

"Yeah." Wei Zimo nodded. Now he is like he was back to his childhood. That is, he, just sensible, the mother concubine always holds his hand like this and walks step by step. His only tenderness remains.

Feng Aotian squeezed his hand, wrapped his waist, flew into the courtyard, and when the two entered the house, she led him to the bed, and they lay on the bed. Pulling it up and covering it on his body, he stubbornly refused to let go of the hand that held her, leaned helplessly in her arms, slowly closed his eyes, and fell asleep peacefully.

Wei Zimo had a long dream. In the dream, he returned to when he was three years old. At that time, he was very happy. The gentle and demure smile of his mother and concubine was always on the corner of his mouth. She stayed with him and held him all day. His hand brings him warmth.

Suddenly one day, when he woke up, he saw his mother and concubine hang herself, without leaving a word, but left quietly like this. He was abandoned. At that time, he felt for the first time what it means to be nothing. Help and fear, no one will laugh with him again, no one will hold his hand, eat with him, go to bed together, no one will give him meticulous care like his mother and concubine.

Feng Aotian always stared at his face under his veil. He held her tremblingly, with tears dripping from the corners of his eyes, sliding across his cheek drop by drop, soaking her sleeves.

She raised her hand and stroked his face, she suddenly thought, she just broke into his world domineeringly, she would be selfish too.

The next day, when Wei Zimo woke up, Feng Aotian's handsome face was greeted by his eyes. He was slightly startled, and lowered his head, watching his hands always hold her waist. He remembered everything that happened last night. , And the situation in the dream, his cold eyes flashed with an imperceptible sadness, he slowly released her and stood up.

Feng Aotian suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him, "Where are you going?"

Wei Zimo turned his eyes and looked at her, "wash."

Feng Aotian stood up unhurriedly and shook his hand, "Together."

Wei Zimo allowed her to lead him off the bed, and the maid waiting at the door quickly put down the washing utensils and backed out.

Feng Aotian took him by the hand, walked to the golden basin, rolled up his sleeves, soaked himself personally, then put it in his hand, then turned around, "Lord don't look."

Watching her movements, Wei Zimo couldn't help feeling amused, a slight smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, then she took off her veil, washed her face, and put on a new veil.

Feng Aotian turned around, saw that he had washed properly, and started washing himself.

Wei Zimo had soaked the cotton pad, wrung it out, and put it in her hand. Then, he stepped up to the dressing table and looked at himself in the bronze mirror thoughtfully.

Feng Aotian walked to his side, "Master will tie your hair."

"Good." Wei Zimo nodded, just sitting motionless.

Feng Aotian took his hand after he tied his hair like yesterday, and the two of them stopped breakfast as usual.

Ah Jiu has been attacking for a day and a night, but still hasn't gained anything. Today's towers are still solid.

The lieutenant beside Ah Jiu was a little uncomfortable, "General, you have to think of a way, you can't delay it anymore."

"Continue." Ah Jiu raised his eyes, glanced at Meng Chu above the tower, and said in a deep voice.

The lieutenant didn't know what she was thinking about, but now he could only follow orders, and he led the troops to attack the city again.

Mu Hanyao set up a camp five miles away from the gate tower on the north side of the country. Since withdrawing his troops, he hasn't moved any more until dawn.

Ye Meixi also stood on the tower all night, not knowing what he was thinking about, but all he could do was wait.

The meteor took the wind all night, but sat in front of the main hall and said something to the little white snake in the golden scroll, while the **** dog was happy and returned to his warm nest that he had not slept for a long time. Slept all night.

Leng Qianye also just got the news that the reinforcements can arrive today. He is now just waiting for the reinforcements to arrive, and he can take the troops to the second city.

After the whole night, the people did not hear any movement outside. The bold people walked out secretly and saw that there was nothing unusual on the street. They were still in the same tranquility as before. However, the soldiers patrolling the road , But replaced by soldiers from Fengqi Country, but they were patrolling in an orderly manner, and there was nothing wrong with them.

The people immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and then walked out of the house in twos and threes until after noon, the quiet town recovered its former vitality.

Feng Aotian did not go to watch the battle, but flew into the south with Wei Zimo, Wei Zimo went to the restaurant, and Feng Aotian went to the Furong Pavilion.

The old bust Cuilan in the Furong Pavilion was also waiting for Feng Aotian to come. Now, seeing her here is naturally extremely happy.

Feng Aotian walked to the rooftop and looked at the restaurant opposite, Wei Zimo was sitting inside the Zhulian, looking at the ledger intently.

She turned back comfortably and lay on the recliner, "Are all the merchants returning home under control?"

"The slave servant has already done it." Cuilan bowed her head and handed her the account book in her hand. "Master, these are the accounts of all merchants returning to China."

Feng Aotian took the account book, looked at it roughly, raised his eyes, and looked at Cuilan, "Well, within five days, take them all safely away."

"Master, rest assured, everything has been arranged." Cui Lan responded with a smile, "Master, what about the official holding the handle?"

"Leave it, it will be of great use in the future." Feng Aotian said calmly.

"The slave girl understands." Cui Lan quickly responded.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Cuilan, "Go ahead."

"Yes, the slave servant retire." Cuilan replied, and then retreated.

Feng Aotian got up from the reclining chair, leaped forward, and gently landed beside Wei Zimo, "What's wrong?"

Wei Zimo leaned in her arms, looked sideways, and looked at her, "As soon as today is over, half of the economy when returning to China will be completely paralyzed."

Feng Aotian nodded and said, "Okay, are you tired?"

Wei Zimo shook his head, "This is just a daily matter, not tired."

Feng Aotian hugged him, and the two leaned on one side, "If you are tired, leaning against your father for a rest."

Wei Zimo smiled and moved in her arms, "If you are tired, rest in my arms."

Feng Aotian curled his lips and smiled, put his chin on his shoulder, and kissed his neck lightly, "Master likes what you just said."

"Which sentence?" Wei Zimo asked deliberately.

"I like everything." Feng Aotian gave a low laugh, turned and kissed his lips.

Leng Qianye stood on the tower of the small town, looking into the distance, but after a while, he saw a group of men and horses getting closer.

Fu Zhuo just finished his inspection and walked up to the tower. When he saw the people in the distance, he was a little excited, "Is it a reinforcement?"

"Yeah." Leng Qianye nodded and replied. When the people in front of him got closer and closer, his eyes sank when he saw the person leading the battle.

Fu Zhuo also saw the leader and was a little surprised, "How could it be a woman?"

Leng Qianye jumped and flew directly from above the tower to the tower, standing at the gate of the city, his indifferent face filled with coldness.

The sound of horseshoes got closer and closer, until not far from the gate, they stopped all together. The woman who turned over from the horse, with a bright smile at the corner of her mouth, walked quickly to Leng Qianye's face and called out softly. , "Big Brother."

Leng Qianye raised his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him. The visitor was his sister, Leng Peihan. He was a little puzzled, why did the emperor let her be a reinforcement?

Leng Peihan saw Leng Qianye's expression indifferent, without a hint of surprise, she quickly reduced her smile, and then bowed, "I have seen General Leng in a humble position!"

Leng Qianye returned to his senses and said solemnly, "How did you get here?"

Leng Peihan looked at Leng Qianye with a serious expression, "The humble job is to come by the emperor's order and wait for General Leng to send him."

Leng Qianye remembered that time when she came to the frontier in spite of the danger, her childishness was still alive. Now she is indeed calm a lot. Although he is puzzled, she respects Feng Aotian's meaning. After all, she is not a rash person and can send Peihan came here naturally with ulterior motives.

Leng Peihan knew that her eldest brother felt that she was immature, so she quickly said, "General Leng, please rest assured, the humble duty will definitely do her best."

Leng Qianye raised her hand and patted her shoulder, "Go in."

"Yes." Leng Peihan responded quickly and led the people into the city.

Fu Zhuo looked at the two people under the tower, and then went down to greet him. When he looked at the woman in front of him, she was beautiful and pleasant, pretending to be deep, wearing a silver armor, and she was a little more heroic.

She raised her eyes to meet Fu Zhuo's four eyes, then showed a light smile, and then turned her eyes on Leng Qianye's body.

Leng Qianye looked at Fu Zhuo, and then said, "She is my sister, Leng Peihan."

"It turns out that you are the number one female champion of Fengqi country." Fu Zhuo had heard about the sensational Fengqi woman entering the imperial examination for a long time. He naturally knew that it was Leng Qianye's sister who won the champion. See, I can't help being a little more curious.

Leng Peihan looked at Fu Zhuo and responded with a smile, "Call me Peihan."

"Thinking about Fu Zhuo." Fu Zhuo responded with a smile.

"It turned out to be General Fu, Peihan was disrespectful." Leng Peihan nodded slightly and responded.

Leng Qianye looked at Leng Peihan, and then said, "Brother can't gossip with you anymore. Now, the war is about to leave this place to your guard. You have to be very careful."

"General Leng rest assured, his humble duty will definitely live up to his expectations." Leng Peihan hurriedly bowed in response, restrained his smile, and solemnly responded.

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