As the sky was getting dark, after Wei Kunxiu and several deputy generals had dinner, he watched the red in the west sink little by little, and suddenly felt lonely.

"After staying in the capital for a long time, I'll almost get a problem. Let's go out and have fun." Wei Kunxiu touched his stomach that had just been full, looked at the people present, and his eyes were fixed on Zhou Mohuai. "I can not only fight, but also play. Zhou Mohuai, I will take you to a novel place tonight, so that you can enjoy your leisure and happiness."

When Zhou Mohuai heard Wei Kunxiu say he wanted to go out and take him to play, he quickly took him to play.

He doesn't want to go to the young couple.

"Thank you, General, but I don't like crowded places. Just have fun with the general, so I won't go." Zhou Mohuai clasped his fists, his face full of not going, and his feet were deeply nailed to the ground, for fear that he would be taken away by Wei Kunxiu if he didn't pay attention.

"Hey, General Wei has a good intention, and he will take you out to see the world." Deputy General Chen came over and stood with Zhou Mohuai. It seemed that everyone in the military camp liked to persuade someone like this, "You are still young, and you can play more in that place."

Everyone in Nanying said that place was not clear. Fortunately, Zhou Mohuai had known where it was long ago.

When he thought of that kind of place, he felt sick.

"Thank you for your kindness, Mo Huai..." Zhou Mo Huai said halfway through his refusal, and another general came to Zhou Mo Huai's side. The two of them raised Zhou Mo Huai without saying a word and walked out.

"Let's go out to play." A cheer in the camp was soon empty.

Zhou Mohuai rode a horse in front of several people with a dark face, and the eyes behind him were staring at him, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

Zhou Mohuai sighed helplessly, and had to think of a way to get out as soon as possible.

Odaiba is very close to Po Lake. There are no people along the way, and there is a big road leading directly. The group quickly came to the edge of Po Lake.

Once again, Zhou Mohuai felt strange when he looked at the brightly lit hull in the distance.

Unexpectedly, he would one day return to the boat as a guest.

No! Zhou Mohuai shook his head suddenly and threw out all the strange thoughts in his head.

He will never go up!

It is still a distance from Pohu Lake. Several people have slowed down. The horse's hooves are "deserved" and slowly approaching the young Yang bit by bit.

Zhou Mohuai's back was almost soaked in sweat.

What excuses should I find?

Zhou Mohuai was determined to make excuses, but he didn't notice a child rushed out next to him. The horse was frightened and suddenly raised his front legs, almost throwing Zhou Mohuai down.

The child was also frightened by the horse and fell to the ground. He cried so hard that he couldn't get up. Seeing that the falling horse hooves were about to step on the child, Zhou Mohuai jumped over and rolled off the horse and hid aside with the child.

The person behind Zhou Mohuai felt like he stepped forward and stabilized the horse.

The child is fine, Zhou Mohuai's waist is fine.

The originally-almost-good waist was suddenly tossed by this, and felt a broken numbness from the waist rushing toward the limbs quickly. Zhou Mohuai held his waist with one hand and slowly stood up with the other.

"Thank you, this young man, thanks to the young man and his son, he survived." A woman came up to thank him with a crying child. Zhou Mohuai was traveling casually, and the woman did not see Zhou Mohuai's identity. "Young master seems to be injured, is it okay?"

Zhou Mohuai was shocked and then remembered that others didn't know what was wrong with his waist. He looked stunned and it was too late to withdraw his hand.
Chapter completed!