Before he finished speaking, his whole person was kicked out by a powerful force. He flew straight out five or six feet and hit the wall behind him before he stopped.

"Um...cough cough..." There was a burst of pain in the abdomen. The man knelt on the ground and covered his stomach and couldn't get up for a long time. He forced his head to speak, but he met a pair of cold purple eyes. Wei Junmo stood in front of him, leaned down and looked down at him, and asked, "What did you just want to say?"

"Ahem..."

Everyone present was frightened and silently looked at the young master in Qing in front of him in horror. Although they had all beaten a few people on the battlefield, it was not something that anyone could do with one kick. If it weren't for being blocked by the wall behind him, then the man wouldn't know how far he would be kicked out.

Wei Junmo glanced calmly at the people who didn't take them seriously and chatted and laughed freely. He looked down at the man kneeling on the ground again, "What did you want to say just now?" The trained on the battlefield told him directly that if the answer to this question is not good, his unlucky experience today will be more than that. The man waved his hand and said, "No... nothing, my subordinates have no eyes, so I ask all households to forgive me!"

Wei Junmo remained silent, and a drop of cold sweat fell from the man's forehead. Half of it hurts, and half of it was scared.

"Jun Mo." Nangong Mo looked at the man with no face and felt that it was almost done. He just stepped forward and called softly, "This..."

The man was very eye-catching and hurriedly said, "I am the chief rank Peng Xin."

Nangong Mo nodded and said, "This President Peng must have remembered the lesson, let's forget it today."

Wei Junmo slowly withdrew his gaze that fell on Peng Xin, and Peng Xin sighed in secret.

Wei Junmo saw everyone and said in a deep voice: "I am Wei Junmo. If you have any dissatisfaction, come to me. But if I hear anything I shouldn't hear, you don't need to ask for your tongue!" After saying that, he ignored everyone who was stunned and pulled Nangong Mo in.

The person who was left outside finally came to his senses from the shock, looked at the people on the ground and quickly surrounded him, greeting him in a verbal manner, "Brother Peng, are you okay?"

"General Flag, how are you hurt?"

No matter what, Peng Xin angered his new boss today and also tried it for them. It seems that this new home family is not only an extraordinary status, but also an ordinary playboy. It is obviously a little skillful and difficult to deal with.

Peng Xin coughed lightly, helped the person beside him stand up and said, "It's okay." It's strange that this new household looked handsome and even more handsome than a little white face, but he was too cruel, so he must have been injured internally.

A person next to him whispered: "It seems that the waking up hundreds of households is not easy to mess with."

Someone snorted with some dissatisfaction: "Those children of aristocratic families have always learned some kung fu. They have joined the army and brought women, so no one can say that they can't be said? General Zhu doesn't have this kind of thing either."

Peng Xin waved his hand and said, "Don't mess with him first, let's talk about it." The hundred-householder had not only learned a little bit of kung fu. The moment he looked at him, Peng Xin felt that he had seen a murderous devil who regarded human life as if he were careless. He even felt that if the woman hadn't spoken, he might have really planned to kill him.

Shaking his head, Peng Xin also laughed in his heart that he was thinking too much. No matter what, he was still a general flag, and he did not violate the military order, Wei Junmo, a hundred households, may not dare to kill him. But... that kid was too powerful.

In the room, Nangong Mo had already started to pack up quickly. The residence was indeed very small, with only a main hall that usually handles affairs, a small study room and a bedroom. The furnishings inside were also simple and pitiful, not much better than the house when they were in Danyang. They didn't bring much tribute, but just put some things they usually use. Wei Junmo frowned at the simple house in front of him. Nangong Mo couldn't help but smile and said, "What's wrong? Can't you abstain from living there?" Mr. Wei was also from a royal family. Apart from fighting wars or taking tasks, I'm afraid I've never lived in this bad place.

Wei Junmo shook his head slightly and said, "There is a small town not far from here. Wuxia will live there?"

Nangong Mo blinked, "Nothing?" Of course she knew there was a small town not far from here, but why did she run out to live well? Looking at Wei Junmo staring at the disgusting appearance in the room, she realized immediately and couldn't help but smile and said, "Do you feel wronged me?"

Wei Junmo hesitated for a moment and nodded.

Nangong Mo chuckled and flew towards him. Wei Junmo reached out to take her and hugged her in his arms, and said softly: "This place is too simple, and it's too noisy." Not just simple, there are tens of thousands of people living in places like the military camp, so of course, don't expect it to be quiet.

Nangong Mo smiled and said, "What's the matter? If you want to be quiet, I will stay in Youzhou. I haven't lived in a military camp yet. If you want to go out, you can go out by yourself. I won't go?"

Wei Junmo frowned and stared at the woman with a helpless smile in her arms. Of course, he knew that Wuxia would not dislike this place. If other women saw the environment here, they would be sad even if they didn't make a fuss to leave. How could they be as happy as her? But he couldn't bear to let her feel so wronged.

Nangong Mo smiled and kissed his handsome cheek, "You promised to let me stay in the army, and repentance is not what a gentleman does. If you must leave, then I will go back to Youzhou to accompany my mother, and I will never come to see you!" When she met her eyes that seemed to be threatening, Wei Junmo's eyes became even gentler, and he lowered his head and said, "Wuxia can't bear to leave me?"

Nangong Mo glared at him fiercely, and after a long time, he suddenly smiled and said, "Yes, I can't bear to leave your face."

Wei Junmo didn't care why she couldn't bear to let go. Even if her face was not on his face? Besides... "Well, I can't bear to let go, so stay." At worst, he could just make some good things for his own business. Mr. Wei, who was lying in the world, didn't really take the rules seriously.

"I wonder where Changfeng and the others went?" Sitting in Wei Junmo's arms, Nangong Mo lay on his shoulder and said boredly. Although most of the elites in the Zixiao Palace entered the army, it was a pity that there was no one in a camp with Wei Junmo. Young Master Changfeng was even transferred from Yan King to a distance of intentionally or unintentionally. So for a long time, they could only fight on their own.
Chapter completed!