Chapter 309

Between the mountains and fields, human figures passed quickly.

The man's body and face were stained with blood. Although he was breathing heavily, he did not dare to stop for a moment. Every time I look back, I feel a little more frightened, as if there is some beast chasing after me.

It was the scholar, the only one alive among the nine.

Recalling the process of the eight people fighting Qinglong, he couldn't help but gasp. In just one encounter, the cook and the farmer died. In the second round of confrontation, the disheveled blacksmith was split into two by a white light.

After that, the head was thrown high in the accounting room.

By then he understood that staying there was no different than waiting to die. What a bullshit demon sect, what a bullshit three little masters, they are all fucking paper. If they don’t run away, their lives will be lost!

Taking advantage of the melee between the four of them, the scholar ran away, heading north without stopping.

Now, he only hopes that the three of them can try their best to stop Qinglong, otherwise he will also end up with a corpse!

"I didn't catch up, that's great!"

"Guys, don't blame me. You have offended people you shouldn't have offended, and I don't want to risk my life with you!"

"I'm a poor scholar. It's not easy to reach the second grade. I'll just treat it as a act of kindness. I'll light incense and burn paper for you on the first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year!"

The scholar muttered as he ran.

No matter what, he didn't want to go back. He had to leave someone behind to report the news. Why couldn't it be him?

He mustered up enough energy to cross a small river, and no more energy fluctuations could be felt behind him. At this time, he breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had been reborn, breathing in the fresh air in the forest, and there was finally a smile on his suppressed face.

"It's safe!"

He walked forward in small steps, fearing that the people behind him would notice and not daring to reveal any more of his true energy. As long as he returns to Hexi, he will be safe.

Thinking of this, the scholar couldn't help but relax his muscles and bones, raised his feet and walked forward. After walking around some big trees, I saw someone walking on the mountain road from a distance.

Judging from the clothes on his body, he doesn't seem to be someone who relies on mountains to make a living. He was vigilant, walked slowly over, and asked after a few steps, "Old man, where is this place? I have something to do and I don't want to get lost..."

The visitor stopped, looked around and then helplessly spread his hands, "To be honest, I don't know where this is."

If you don’t know, then why are you so stupid?

The scholar seemed helpless, shook his head and sighed, "Oh, I didn't expect that the old man also lost his way. By the way, old man, where are you going?"

"Not going anywhere, just strolling around. Waiting for someone."

Wandering around in the wilderness? What a strange man. The scholar couldn't ask for directions and lost interest in talking. He passed by and wanted to leave, but was stopped by someone.

"Hey, little brother, did you see anyone along the way?"

"What does it look like? Old man." The scholar said.

The man laughed and said, "He is a young man. He is waving a fan and looks like a rich man."

When he heard the word "fan", the scholar's eyes trembled. He swallowed and said cautiously: "No... I didn't see it. Haha, where are there people in this barren mountain?"

"That's right..." The visitor nodded in agreement.

But when the scholar passed by, he grabbed him again. Qinglong flew not far away and asked, "This is the man, haven't you seen him?"

Looking back at Qinglong, the scholar's expression changed drastically. Just when he wanted to use his Qi, his shoulders were held down and he couldn't move. He tilted his head, and before he could say the question, the man laughed and said, "Brother, don't worry, there must be some misunderstanding. Can't we just let it go?"

"Old man, how about I act as the mediator and help you negotiate?"

Misunderstand? What a misunderstanding! He has already killed someone, so what misunderstanding is there?

"Old man, please let go, there is no misunderstanding!"

While the two were fighting, Qinglong had already walked up to them and joked with a smile: "Fifth Master, he doesn't seem to appreciate your favor."

"You don't accept it at all!" Lu Wenyu slowly let go of his hand in the scholar's horrified eyes.

Two joking eyes looked at the scholar. He felt like a light on his back and a lump in his throat, and his mouth could not open and close to say a word.

"He...they are all...all dead?"

"Yes!" Qinglong didn't hide anything and said frankly: "It won't take much effort to kill them. It's only the three little masters who are more difficult, but not much more difficult."

Lu Wenyu interrupted: "Okay, why are you talking so much? Send him on his way. There are still a lot of affairs in the capital, and I don't have the time to talk with you about how to kill people."

"Yes!" Qinglong slowly unfolded his fan.

The scholar used his Qi and instantly opened a distance. At this moment, he just wanted to run, as far as possible.

"Why are you running? Really."

The sound rang in his ears, and he stared blankly, only to see his body falling on the ground in front of him.

Qinglong calmly put away his fan and said with a smile: "Let's go, Fifth Master."

"Walk."

…

Five days have passed and Liulou has not received any news. He is as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He doesn't even have the heart to drink tea. The hot tea on the table has been changed again and again, but he has not touched a lick from the beginning to the end. Pass.

Liu Huanzhou, who was sitting at the top, was very calm, gently blowing the tea powder and occasionally sipping a few sips, looking calm and calm.

"father……"

As soon as Liu Loulou opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Liu Huanzhou raising his hand, "No need to say anything, just wait, I'm not in a hurry, why are you in a hurry?"

"But I..." Liuloulou was unwilling to give in and wanted to fight for it.

But Liu Huanzhou still raised his hand to interrupt, "On the first floor, the morale of the military must be stable, and the morale of the people must be determined. If something goes wrong, you will panic. How can you accomplish great things?"

"Just wait!"

Hearing this, Liu Cenglou had to shut up and wait quietly, hoping that nothing unexpected would happen. Liu Huanzhou looked at his son's anxious look, shook his head slightly, and smiled helplessly.

He still has to grind, his temper is just like a child who has not grown up.

The sky gradually darkened, and when Liu Cenglou was waiting anxiously, a voice finally came from outside. He looked up and saw that the person who came was a tall and thin man in green clothes.

"Second uncle." Liu Cenglou greeted him politely.

For this mysterious second uncle who was elusive, he was more in awe than close to him.

The man put down the three round packages in his hand, waved his hand and smiled: "Cenglou, no need to be polite, we are all family."

"Are there any results?" Liu Huanzhou asked.

"Yes." The man said lightly.

"What is the result?"

What is the result? The visitor didn't say much, just said lightly: "Brother, send troops."

After saying that, the visitor didn't explain, found a chair to sit down, looked at Liu Cenglou with a smile, and didn't say anything.

When Liu Cenglou heard the word "send troops", his eyes widened instantly, a little bit unbelievable. Like a gambler who lost all his money, he muttered to himself: "How could it be? How could it be..."

"Cenglou!"

Liu Huanzhou's wake-up call forced Liu Cenglou to come back to his senses. When he walked in front of him, Liu Huanzhou didn't comfort him, but patted his shoulder and looked at him meaningfully.

"Join the army and start as a private."

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