This Lord is Too Cruel: 203 Don’t torture yourself again

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Feng Aotian gave a low laugh, approached his ear, exhaled like blue, "Isn't there anyone else? I can smell the 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 hand around her waist was moving restlessly now, becoming less serious, his eyes sank, he turned, but smiled with her When his lips touched, 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 like such a rascal and cunning person?

Feng Aotian hugged him tightly and leaned his head on his shoulder. "It's nice 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 cold, on the contrary, it was extremely warm.

He gently rounded her waist, turned his head sideways, and hugged her, "You always make me helpless."

Feng Aotian smiled 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. In front of the tower, there was a natural danger, and they passed this natural danger early this morning, and now they are approaching. Outside the tower, the soldiers who returned from the South who were guarding above were caught off guard, but they still resisted desperately.

Fu Zhuo hurriedly attacked the city with troops and horses. He did not give the soldiers returning to the country a chance to breathe. Soon, through the ladder, the soldiers had already densely climbed the castle tower and the people above it. Soldiers returning from the south were fighting.

Leng Qianye stared at the front, and it only took two hours to open the first opening on the southern side of the southern home country. Next, it was time for a real confrontation with Heifeng.

On the contrary, this place of Mu Hanyao is not easy, because this place seems simple, but it is actually the most difficult place to chew. After all, Nan Yu puts 80% of his troops here.

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

Above Yemeixi’s tower, watching the battle in the distance, time is slowly passing by. Now, after midday, the whole sky is shouting for killing, thunder drums are bursting, and Fengqiguo soldiers are still fighting bravely. City, however, did not see any effect.

Obviously, Nan Huiguo had taken precautions, and did not send any troops to fight. They just closed the city gate tightly and allowed Feng Qiguo soldiers to attack the city, but they stood on the tower watching.

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 stern, raising his eyes, looking at the situation in front of him, he whispered, "It's okay, today, let the soldiers familiar with it."

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

Ye Meixi passed the heavy soldiers at a glance, and saw Mu Hanyao 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 so quiet. Stand up.

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

Ajiu's eyes sink slightly. This is also the first time she has confronted Meng Chu. She knows herself and her opponent, 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?"

"What's the 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 abandonment?" Feng Aotian has never heard of these four words. Now that he hears them, he can't help but feel fresh. Shouldn't it be her that is the beginning of chaos and abandonment?

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, 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 unexpected for you. "

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

"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 to her. If she came one day later, he was afraid that he would really do something extreme.

Feng Aotian surrounds his waist. She knows 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, relying on someone, and believing in someone. Love someone, but he will take a very hard journey on this road, and he will inevitably worry that she will abandon him halfway.

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

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

In the capital city of South China, 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 opponents. His handsome face was sneer. He wanted to see, Feng Aotian. How much capacity is there?

"The emperor, don't worry, it is Meng Chu from Le Qiguo in the west who is guarding the city, 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 falls , It’s better to take precautions."

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

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

In Fengqi, Lan Jingshu, Yi Mu and others returned to the palace, and they 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 sideways, tapping his fingertips on the low table, "Do you remember what I told you last time?"

"Hmm." Lan Jingshu nodded in response.

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

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

Xing Wuyun got up, patted him on the shoulder, "Let’s have lunch together."

"I just meant it." Lan Jingshu responded warmly, slowly getting up, Gu Yefeng and Yi Mu raised their eyes, watching the dumb riddles between them, and glanced at each other. There are some things, the more people who know Less is better.

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

"Inconvenient." Xing Wuyun smiled and looked 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 to her door yet." Meteor raised her eyes, looked at him and said, "Just take me."

"It's not better to stay in the palace, anyway, whether there is wind." Xing Wuyun raised his hand and pinched Meteor's cheek, "Aren't you waiting to drink wild fruit wine?"

Meteor is 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 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."

"Huh." 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 of people sat down and ate lunch quietly.

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

Xing Wuyun went to the courtyard with the meteor. Wufeng 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 won't go."

"I'm waiting for Master here." Wufeng smiled indifferently, and 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 in response, "If you really go with him, you will be left halfway 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.

No wind turned his eyes slightly, and saw the emotions in the dark 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, and 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? All of these don't look at yourself anymore, this temper is really like her.

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

Meteor saw Xing Wuyun turn around, thinking 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 returned and left the courtyard.

Wufeng watched the little figure as he left, watching 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 is on the verge of breaking out, and the border gates of the South Returning to the country are already raging. The entire continent is panicking because of Feng Qiguo's war on the South Returning country, especially the fourth-class countries, and they are even more worried.

Two hours later, Fu Zhuo finally sent troops to break through the castle tower in the southern town, and led a brigade into the city. He quickly occupied the castle tower 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. What is waiting for him is the top priority.

In the town, it was unusually 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. However, the people are still afraid and dare not go out.

On this day, Ah Jiu did not break through the towers, and was 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 from the south. Like Mu Hanyao, he has the lead, and he has the courage to take the lead. In addition, he has deployed early in the morning. Therefore, Now that the two armies are facing each other, Mu Hanyao has not made 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 soldiers retired in unison.

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

Feng Aotian took Wei Zimo back to the barracks in the mountain, Ah Jiu still sent troops to attack, the two of them stopped dinner, Wei Zimo went to take a bath

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 with his head down.

Feng Aotian nodded, "Okay, although the black wind is fierce, Qianye must have thought of a way."

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

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

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

"It's okay, as long as he shows up then." Feng Aotian replied lightly.

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

Feng Aotian smiled at the corner of his mouth, and moved his fingertips across the teacup, "Where are you now?"

"Going back to China." The soul continued.

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

"Master, where is 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 returned yet." The soul said with his eyes down.

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

"Subordinates have spoken a lot." 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 resigned at his orders.

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

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

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

Feng Aotian grabbed his hand, "Aren't you the person on the cusp of your 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 fell slightly, and she held his wrist tightly, "If you continue to talk about these angry words, you 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 tub.

Wei Zimo stood in the courtyard, but couldn't 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, and his cold eyes are full of He sneered, tapped his toes and flew away from the courtyard.

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

She flew away with her eyes sinking.

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 but lift his eyes, looking at the darkness in front of him, where is it? Where is he going?

Feng Aotian followed the familiar figure, fell lightly, strode forward to the ground, looking at the blowing robe and the thin figure that made her feel bad, she pulled him into her arms , Hug tight, "you want to be beaten by the master again, don't you?"

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, looking at her, "I have become not me."

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

"Master 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, holding his hand tightly in his palm, "Go back."

"Yeah." Wei Zimo nodded. Now he seems to be back to his childhood. That is, he, just sensible, his mother always held his hand like this and walked step by step. , This is his only tenderness.

Feng Aotian squeezed his hand, held his waist, flew into the courtyard, and when the two entered the house, she led him to the bed, and the two lay on the bed, she quickly Jin was pulled up and covered him. 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 the time when he was three years old. He was very happy at that time. His mother and concubine’s gentle and demure smile was always on the corner of his mouth and accompanied him all day. Holding his hand, bringing him warmth.

Suddenly one day, when he woke up, he saw his mother and concubine hang herself without a word, but left quietly like this. He was abandoned. At that time, he felt it for the first time. What is helplessness and fear? No one laughs with him anymore, no one holds his hand, eats with him, and sleeps together, no one gives him the meticulous care like his mother concubine.

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

She raised her hand and stroked his face, she suddenly thought, she 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 him. He was slightly startled, lowered his head, and watched his hands always hold her waist. He remembered last night. Everything that happened, and the situation in the dream, his cold eyes flashed with an imperceptible sadness, he slowly let go of her and got up.

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

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

Feng Aotian stood up unhurriedly, holding 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 then backed out.

Feng Aotian took his 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 but feel amused, a slight smile appeared at the corners 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 has soaked the cotton pad, wrung it out, and put it in her hand, then lifted up to the dressing table, looked at herself in the bronze mirror, thoughtfully.

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

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

Feng Aotian, like yesterday, tied his hair, took him by the hand, and the two stopped breakfast as usual.

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

The lieutenant beside Ah Jiu was a little uncomfortable, "General, you must 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 sitting on, but now he could only obey orders, and led the team to attack the city again.

Mu Hanyao set up a camp five miles away from the gate tower on the north side of the south, returning to the country. Since withdrawing his troops, he has not 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 the warmth that he had not slept for a long time. Nest, slept beautifully all night.

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

The people after a night did not hear any movement outside. The bold people walked out secretly and saw that there was nothing unusual on the street, and they were still in the same tranquility as before, but on the road The soldiers on patrol were replaced by soldiers from Fengqi State, but they patrolled in an orderly manner, and there was nothing wrong with them.

The people breathed a sigh of relief, and then walked out of their homes 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 to return home, Wei Zimo went to the restaurant, and Feng Aotian went to Furong Pavilion.

The old bust Cuilan in Furong Pavilion is 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 in the bead curtain, looking at the account book intently.

She turned back comfortably, lying on the recliner, "Are all the merchants returning to China under control?"

"The slave and maid have done it." Cuilan bowed her head and handed her the account book in her hand, "Master, this is the account of all the 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." Cuilan 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 servant girl understands." Cuilan responded quickly.

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

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

Feng Aotian got up from the reclining chair, leaped, and gently landed beside Wei Zimo, "What happened?"

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

Feng Aotian nodded, "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, lean in my arms and have a rest."

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

"Which sentence?" Wei Zimo asked deliberately.

"I like every sentence." 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 people 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 in response. 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 the top of the tower to the tower. Standing at the gate of the city, his indifferent face was somber.

The sound of horseshoes got closer and closer, until not far from the gate, they all stopped. 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, quietly Called, "Big Brother."

Leng Qianye raised his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him. The person here 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 in a deep voice, "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 border gate in spite of the danger, her childishness was still alive. Now she is really calm. Although he is puzzled, he respects Feng Aotian's meaning. After all, she is not a rash person , It is of ulterior motives to be able to send Peihan.

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 his hand and patted her shoulder, "Go in."

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

Fu Zhuo looked at the two people under the tower, and then went down to greet him. He waited to look at the woman in front of him. She was beautiful and pleasing, 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 first female champion of Fengqi Country." Fu Zhuo had long heard about the sensational Fengqi woman entering the imperial examination. He naturally knew that it was Leng Qianye’s sister who won the champion. Smelling is worse than seeing, I can't help but become 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 can rest assured that his humble position will definitely live up to his expectations." Leng Peihan hurriedly bowed to answer, suppressing his smile, and solemnly replied.