A man with the banner of Xianjun Camp rushed to Yan's mansion and saw a mansion full of messy ground and empty. The leader's army could not help but jumped to the road.

"A step late, how can this be born..."

"I hope I don't go any further..."

"It was the one who took the people away..."

"Longzhou Tuan Left?"

"However, they are the ones who are born in a different way"

"It's bitter..."

"I'm afraid something is going to happen..."

"Then what should we do? We're chasing..."

"No, let it go, I can't get involved with the rest..."

"When I go back and ask, I say we are lost, and the other party is gone..."

Walking on the long street, all you see are shocking scenes after various wars are poisoned. The wind brings the direction of the smokey palace city, and the burnt smell is mixed with a faint bloody smell.

The officers and soldiers from all walks of life were scattered by the roadside, laughing, carrying all kinds of gold, silver and jade artifacts in their hands, wrapped boxes, and even some even caught chickens and cows, took the blame and fought against rice, with a satisfied expression on their faces.

The only local people who can be seen on the street may be corpses, and the women in ragged clothes that were held or tied by the officers and soldiers, with expressions of being confused or helpless or life and death on their faces.

When I saw my army passing by, these soldiers gathered together in panic, showing some vigilance and alertness, and hid the proceeds of the robbery in their hands back.

After seeing my banner clearly, I breathed a sigh of relief, showed a certain expression of surprise or contempt, and continued to work on my own.

The limbs that were exposed and fell into the ruins were all exposed without any trace. This is the capital of the hinterland of the country.

It reminds me of a cold joke about the city that was recovered by the Hunan Army during the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, and the ground was filled with "the righteous people who took off their clothes and committed suicide."

"Thank you for your support..."

A little burnout sound came around

"Don't be invaded by the rioters..."

"I just acted on orders and really couldn't afford to take on the word "Sir Yan"..."

I pulled my face and barely showed a polite expression.

I was very upset by being plotted against by someone. Fortunately, the other party surrounding Yan's mansion was disabled and tired, so we were just a leisurely new force, posing as if we were willing to do more than one battle.

Another Deng Sisan, who was injected with chicken blood, took out the central army's Linghu's hand and used both power and hard power, and forced the two officials who were a little unwilling to retreat. No matter what, he for no reason, for some reason, just put a piece of hindrance on it.

Therefore, it is best to deliberately keep a distance for the subjects being escorted and act lukewarm and do business.

It's just that my simple luxury hope cannot be realized, because

This "Yan Gong" seems to be too famous, and the potential impact is far beyond my imagination. Even this new force I built is no exception.

Especially those soldiers from martial arts in the army who came from martial arts took turns to visit and visit like a lantern, which made people feel a little annoyed.

Even the Fengqi group of people came to see each other for advice on the grounds of asking for instructions, and said a few words of greetings. The atmosphere and mental outlook of the entire team were a little different, which made me feel a little helpless and irritable because of the invasion of authority, but there was nowhere to be attacked.

"A little bit of my name in my family has added some trouble to the Lord after all..."

The other party continued to sigh

"My head is a person who has been raising his family for many years and knows his destiny. He shouldn't have been so arrogant..."

"It's just because of the situation, I have to rely on some foreign objects from my early family origins..."

"The general is understandable..."

The so-called person who stretches out his hand and doesn't hit a smile on his face. This man around Mr. Yan is named Changling. He looks like he has a good status. His cunning and cultivation skills are still very good.

So⊥If you can’t be angry, you have nowhere to get angry. You can only turn the other people to divert your attention.

But he had not planned to let others go, and soon the sound of him continuing to talk to me came from beside me.

"My general is..."

"Is it the children of the Eight Ye Luo family?"

“It’s…”

However, these generals showed some incredible expression, as if they were surprised, and even paused for a moment.

OK, is Baye Luo so famous? Why didn’t I feel anything since I was a child?

"My head wants to ask..."

Someone spoke again

"But I don't know which talented general is from the Luo family..."

"Naturally, the previous family in Fuyuanzhou is the first vassal family..."

I said without thinking.

"It's actually the legitimate family of the previous family..."

His face changed slightly, full of some true surprise and other complex meanings.

"I would like to ask which one you rank at home..."

I glared at him with some dissatisfaction. I was born in such a way that I wanted to recruit a son-in-law immediately, and then replied

"Of course, it's Dalang who lives in the world..."

"It's actually the eldest son..."

His expression changed again.

"They actually sent you out to serve in front of the army, so...this is it."

He was thinking about the words, but he had some expressions that he didn't know how to describe them.

Judging from his tone, it seemed that it was something amazing for me, as the eldest son of Luo Fan, to appear in front of the army. Is it necessary to make such a fuss?

Then I quickly realized that this was not a big fuss. Because from the carriage that "Yan Gong" followed a while later, a middle-aged man in his forties, with gray hair, gray hair, tall figure, three long beards, and a gray robe.

He was dressed in ordinary clothes and had nothing else on his body, but a sharp sword flashing with cold light on his waist, which was impressive, because it was said that in the previous conflict, he alone killed more than a dozen armored soldiers who trespassed the Yan Mansion.

When I first saw him, what I saw was a warrior standing on the steps behind the corpses of the officers and soldiers on the ground, with cold eyes and angrily eyes and a murderous intent.

Such a tough man, just by letting him get close to him, he felt a little numb and forced to stand up.

"The Master wants to ask Master Luo to come over and tell me..."

He bowed slightly to me politely.

"hair……"

Then I thought about it and explained the matter of patrol to Han Liangchen, lowered the speed of the mount, and was invited to the carriage.

The contemporary Yan Gong has reached the age of knowing destiny. He is still straight, thin and upright, with a beautiful beard, with a clear and resolute eyes, a smile, and a calm expression, as if no matter where he is, it cannot affect his calmness.

"I also met Luo Fanzhu from the previous family,"

Yan publicly spoke.

"I didn't expect that he would give up..."

"This is my own claim, but it has nothing to do with the family..."

I curled my lips, is this considered close?

"That's true, but they are too careless... How can you easily take risks?"

Mr. Yan has some unintelligible truth.

"Look at what you said, I am just a child of the Haifan family... Is it necessary to be so serious?"

But I felt like I was touched by a switch in my heart, and I immediately smiled bitterly with some self-deprecatingness.

"Anyway, I'm used to it, and I can live well without relying on family assistance."

"Is that true"

Mr. Yan's eyebrows were a little tangled.

Then I briefly said that it is no longer a secret reason, and there is nothing more embarrassing anyway.

"It's still like this, so"

He was a little angry and speechless, and sighed heavily, as if he was recalling many things he missed in the past.

"Actually, my father can also call me Uncle Shi, but I have retired for many years and have few foreign affairs, and I have rarely had any contact..."

It took a while before Mr. Yan spoke again.

"Zunzu is also a stubborn person. After all those things happen, he still cannot seek help, but rather return to his vassal and live his life..."

I know very little about my cheap dad, but I know my situation more well. What's going on? I'm confused and confused.

In theory, I was a toddler in my infancy back then, so I definitely wouldn't have any interaction with this Yan Gong. Is there anything else hidden inside?

After confirming that I was the eldest son of Luo Fan, his attitude suddenly became proactive and friendly, and even took the initiative to talk to me.
To be continued...