Chapter seventy-three
Young Master, I also realize that I am embarrassed and disgraced.
I wish I could find a hole in the ground and crawl into it.
Fortunately, it was getting late and there was no one around, so it was not easy to notice.
"Master Ye, where are you going?"
"Master Zhao?"
If this person wasn't under surveillance by Zhou Xiaochuan, why would he be here? How could this guy come out? Could it be that this guy is hiding and has special skills!
And what is he doing here?
There are all wounded soldiers here, and the secret guard who replaced him does not have any position in the army. Zhou Xiaochuan will not give Zhao Youzhen real power. He is always watched in the army, so the guards will naturally not let him in.
That leaves only one possibility, that is, he broke in!
In that case, the identity of this guy is self-evident!
No wonder, sir, I struggled for a long time, but I didn’t expect that this gu
Chapter seventy-four"You said you saw him!""Yes, my subordinates met the young master in the Daxia military camp."Several of them took Zhao You along the way and rushed back without stopping for a while. They reported the matter to the King of Dharma before they had time to rest. Although Zhao You is from Daqing, there is still a lot of distance between him and these hidden connections. The person who originally wanted to seek glory and wealth in front of the Dharma King was so shocked when he saw the Dharma King that he swallowed the words on his lips."How is he? How did you see him? Is he injured? Why not bring him back!"In the enemy camp, why did he go to the enemy camp? Now that the two armies are facing each other, if his identity is discovered, the consequences will be disastrous!"Young master is fine now. I ran into him when we were on a mission today. He was smart and pretended to be one of ours. When we checked the identity of the s
Chapter seventy-fiveHe has always trusted Wu Mo.That's a trust without reason.Not only because of those two life-saving graces, he felt that Wu Mo had a sense of familiarity.A familiarity that made him trust him unconditionally.Therefore, when he didn't know what to do, he would come to him habitually.But he forgot that he was nothing to Wu Mo.He didn't need to listen to him.He is too pretentious like this."It's getting late outside, you stay," Wu Mo saw that he was really sad today, and he shook off the hand holding him back. Knowing that the joke he just made might hurt him, he stretched out his hand to hold him."It's not too late, I remember the way back."Pushed the hand on his arm away.Wu Mo saw that man who usually laughed and cursed and was very close to him, but today he walked away in despair.I guess something terrible must have happened to him.Wu Mo saw something was wro
Chapter seventy-sixThe young man woke up.I had a splitting headache and wanted to die.But even though it was so uncomfortable, I discovered that this was Wugen Temple.The person who finally took me in was Wu Mo.After tidying up, I left the meditation room and saw people eating breakfast on the stone table under the tree."You have to make breakfast for me for three days.""You owe it to me for this morning."While eating, he was not afraid of biting his tongue.The young master looked at the two pairs of bowls and chopsticks on the table and knew that Wu Mo was a soft-hearted master. By saying this, he naturally agreed to my previous request.Then he sat down and ate with him."Wu Mo, I've researched a few new flavors. I won't lose anything if you keep them.""Oh." The person on the other side replied slowly after a long while.Although the tone was still that of a man who wanted to be b
The final battle has come.The peace I am looking for is only three to five days.Wugen Temple is located at the gate of the West City, a little far from the North Gate. I can't get there, Zhou Xiaochuan.Although I got drunk a few days ago and completely forgot everything I said, I can still remember the bitterness and powerlessness I felt when I was drunk.In fact, after waking up, he was more awake than anyone else.He had thought about waiting for this battle to be over and for Zhou Xiaochuan to have enough time to think and seriously plan their future.But if one day, Zhou Xiaochuan finds out who he is and whether Zhou Xiaochuan is standing by his side, no matter what the outcome is, it is not what he wants to see. He does not want Zhou Xiaochuan to become a traitor and alienated from his relatives.Zhou Xiaochuan naturally didn't want this.Otherwise, he liked Prince Rui so much but never took a step forward.He is s
Chapter OneThe Dharma King woke up. There were many people in the Daqing Dynasty hoping for his death. They did not expect that His Majesty the Dharma King, who had suffered such a great blow, could still wake up.Sima Jin also thinks so.He hated this uncle, even though this only uncle protected the vast territory of Daqing for him, he still hated him to the core. There had never been a good person from his Sima family, and he himself was not a good person either.How can he be considered a good person if he could send his own sister into the clutches of the Great Xia Dynasty?If his uncle died in this war, he, Sima Jin, would give him a grand funeral, treat him with state honors, and let his name go down in history.But now that he wakes up, they are destined to be a sleepless battle to the death."Boshan, pack some gifts and go with me to visit your uncle.""Yes, Your Majesty."Boshan has always been following the youn
Ye Qing naturally didn't wake up.Shengsheng looked at this Dharma King with a sad expression on his face. Young Master, I am not Ye Qing. The only thing he cares about is his miserable brother Ye Qing.Not me.I, He Yanhuan, am not so lucky.He, Ye Qing, was not so lucky to have an older brother.Young Master, now that I have become a living ghost, I haven’t seen a single trace of his breath, but there really isn’t a trace of Ye Qing left ...Walk cleanly and without missing a beat.I am simpler than my uncle.If one day, young master, I can wake up, whether I wake up as Ye Qing or not, I will be willing to tell this man. His brother was gone, long gone.Although it hurts, it is better than now."I've met the prince."The person who came in was the miracle doctor I saw every day, the one who hung me alive."Wuyou, do you think Huan'er will wake up one day?"Worry-free? ! Could it be that this guy h
Young Master, I can finally breathe some fresh air freely.I don’t know what the Dharma King’s plan was, but he asked Wuyou to take Ye Qing out of Daqing. This continent besides Daqing is naturally Daxia.Young Master, I am now back in Daxia.Of those traveling with us, only Wuyou and Xinfeng were connected to us on the surface, but I believe there are many hidden threads accompanying them secretly.The front is the entry point of Daxia Country. Naturally, you have to go through an interrogation before entering. After this battle, the investigation between Daqing and Daxia will only become stricter.But I am not worried about the safety of these two people at all. As for why this is the case, you will know just by looking at the body I am trapped in.The eyebrows are not drawn, but look like willow leaves in three springs. The beautifully shaped red lips are full of luster. The black hair plate and the top of the head, and the three or two
Chapter 81Qingshan felt that his son was a cold-hearted person.In this battle in the general's mansion, three soldiers were sent out, and two were injured when they returned. In this battle, Daxia won by chance, but it was also a tragic victory.The eldest daughter is useless. She can no longer fight in the battlefield. A lady from a noble family is now missing an arm. How will she live out her life ...Although the master was a stern and cold person, both he and the old lady had three thousand strands of black hair turn white overnight.The young lady is free and strong, and is as ambitious as her son. Dragging her injured body, she went to the high mountain where she was raised - the place where her master taught her.The general's mansion suddenly seemed empty.Qingshan was not used to this.The only one who remained the same was his young master. In Qingshan's memory, although his son was rarely close to his servants, he,