Besides, being embarrassed can't be shamed, he wants to see who will end up like him.

Furthermore, he secretly leaked the other party's identity. What if the other party knows to blame him?

He is a local emperor in Nanjun, and there is no need to make himself uncomfortable.

Just Yingying-

Forget it, it's just a woman.

My son has the resources of a master, so how could he delay his bright future for his children’s affair!

He believed that his son would understand the good intentions of an old father.

"But they seem to be heading for Wanyang?"

After Xue Ze calmed down his eyebrows, he thought of another important thing.

As the lord of Nanjun, he was well-informed and did not know how Wanyang had fallen into the hands of the Kujun, but the specific inside story still needs his son to come back.

In the deep pond of Wanyang, there was also a Zhenwusi sent by the imperial court to assist.

He still can't figure it out.

How did the Saviors conquer Wanyang? I heard that even his son was defeated by someone of unknown origin.

The thing that Xue Ze was most proud of in his life was not that he became a master himself, but that he had cultivated a good son.

Because his son was only till the age of twentieth, he was successfully promoted to the Chaoyuan realm, which is a rare talent in the world.

Now his son is twenty-three, and he almost touches the threshold of a half-step master. It is probably within one or two years that his son will be able to officially enter the realm of a half-step master, and may even become a true master in his thirties.

But his proud son was defeated.

And the people he lost to seemed as young as him.

Xue Ze was not afraid of his son's failure, but he was very puzzled. Who was the one who defeated his son?

"Are they?"

In fact, Xue Ze had a vague guess in his mind, but he didn't dare to draw a conclusion at this stage.

Hidden Sect!

Only they can cultivate young disciples who are better than their own sons.

If the Hidden Sect really takes action, then it would be no wonder that the Kushou Army was able to capture Wanyang.

"Maybe the world is going to change."

Xue Ze murmured, then turned around and walked out of the Changting.

Shortly after he left, the empty pavilion collapsed suddenly.

...

“There are so many people who fled.”

On the official road.

The northwards, Xia Fan and Lu Shaoyang met more and more fleeing people with their families on the way.

But most of these fugitives were dressed in good clothes, and at a glance they knew they were born in a wealthy family. Compared with the poor who had nothing, this group of prodigal people was undoubtedly the one who was most afraid of war on their heads.

Therefore, they all escaped one step faster than ordinary people, fearing that they would work hard for decades and return to before liberation.

"Some people choose to escape, but I believe that more people will choose to stay in their hometown."

Lu Shaoyang sighed at the escapees on the official road.

"Is it difficult to leave my hometown?" Xia Fan said casually.

"Young Master, do you know what the slogan was called by the Savior Army?" Lu Shaoyang kept a secret.

"Break the local tyrants and share the land?"

Xia Fan lacks interest.

From ancient times to the present, peasant uprisings have been these slogans, so what are you trying to guess?

"..." Lu Shaoyang was stunned when he heard this, and then shook his head and smiled bitterly. "Young Master, your answer is too radical. If the Rescue Army really did what you said, I'm afraid that the whole world would be enemies."

"Yes, it is indeed a bit difficult for this world to carry out a land revolution. After all, many people in the world have a broken relationship with the powerful local tribes. Once they lose their support, it is indeed like self-destruction."

Xia Fan thought about what he thought.

"Yes, so the slogan of the Savior Army is to have fields to farm, eat food, wear clothes, and use money to work together. It is uniform everywhere and everyone is full of warmth." Lu Shaoyang said slowly.

"Puff..." Xia Fan couldn't help but spit out his saliva at the hearing. "Isn't this the slogan of Tianping Heavenly Kingdom? Are you sure you were not wrong?"

"Young Master?! What is the Heavenly Kingdom?" Lu Shaoyang suddenly felt confused. "Is there anything wrong with this? It is not difficult to find out about the slogans of the Savior Army. Anyone who has heard of the Savior Army knows the slogans they have put forward."

"Haha, I'm having a lot of fun this time."

But Xia Fan did not answer Lu Shaoyang's question, and the expression on his face gradually became serious.

A coincidence?

Or...

Did he meet a "members"?

If it was the latter, as he said, the fun would be really great.

"Lu Shaoyang, do you know who first proposed the slogan of the Savior Army?"

Thinking of this, he immediately turned his head and stared at Lu Shaoyang and questioned.

"I would like to forgive my sins. I don't know who proposed this slogan at first." Lu Shaoyang said carefully. "Because when I first heard about the Saviors, they already had this slogan."

"It seems that I need to find out in person."

Xia Fan frowned.

"Young Master?! Do you want to..."

Lu Shaoyang instantly had an ominous premonition.

"Wanyang is the only way for us to go north, right?"

Xia Fan's expression returned to calm.

"Yes, but now the Wanyang soldiers are in danger. If we want to avoid it, we can climb over through the mountain road in Kunling."

Lu Shaoyang said nervously.

"No need, let's go to Wanyang directly!"

Xia Fan made a decision without hesitation.

It's over!

Didn't persuade him to stop!

"Young Master, don't you need to think about it?"

Lu Shaoyang still did not give up on the idea of ​​dispelling the other party's dangerousness.

"What are you thinking about this? I must go to Wanyang."

Xia Fan decisively cut off the railway.

Because he must personally confirm that something important.

"Shaoyang! Come here."

At this time, Wang Huan's weak voice suddenly came from the carriage.

"Brother Wang? What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

When Lu Shaoyang heard this, he thought Wang Huan was injured and he didn't care about continuing to persuade Xia Fan, so he hurriedly got into the carriage.

As soon as he entered the carriage, he saw Wang Huan's index finger put at his mouth, and at the same time he made a solemn move to silence.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Huan waved to Lu Shaoyang and immediately signaled him to give birth to his palm.

Although Lu Shaoyang was a little confused, he still did it out of trust in Wang Huan.

Wang Huan raised his fingers with difficulty and landed them on Lu Shaoyang's palm, and then wrote two words on his palm tremblingly.

As Wang Huan finished writing the last stroke, Lu Shaoyang's entire face showed an incredible look.

And Wang Huan just nodded slightly.

"Brother Wang, your injury is not serious. It's just that there are many bumps along the way, causing the qi and blood to run poorly. If you bear it, you can rest and recuperate later when you arrive in the county town."

Lu Shaoyang came to his senses and immediately pretended to be relieved.

"I'm here to help Brother Shaoyang."

Wang Huan also understood.
Chapter completed!