What is this? The legendary thought of the process but not the end? Xiao Hao really wanted to tear the other party into pieces at this time.

"Please, two young masters." Ye'er stood in front of the two of them with some timidity; obviously even the maid felt that her master was doing a bit too much.

"This... Brother Xiao, let's go." Mo Xinfang felt very embarrassing, too embarrassing. He actually recommended such a person to Xiao Hao, which made him unable to get out of Taiwan. But Mo Xinfang was a young master after all, and he was still a little arrogant in nature, but he had already secretly hated Qiuye Wutong Mountain in his heart.

But Xiao Hao smiled at this time, "I'm upset, say goodbye!"

Xiao Hao was also very annoyed, but since he was preparing to compete for the world, he had to have a broad mind! So even when Xiao Hao left the last time, he still did not lose his etiquette.

When Xiao Hao and Mo Xinfang left the villa in shame, the sound of a piano suddenly came from the villa. The sound of a piano was melodious at first, but suddenly it stopped the clouds and the mountain wind was beneath it; then it gradually rose and the mountains were turbulent; in the end the sound of the piano was peaceful, as if full of praise.

Mo Xinfang was a little puzzled for a moment.

"Let's go." Xiao Hao didn't know what this meant. Since he had gone out, of course he left. Xiao Hao only knew how to listen to the sound of piano or music. If Xiao Hao really wanted to understand it, Xiao Hao could only say that I don't understand your heart... Master Xiao would definitely stay away from playing such a noble and noble thing in the piano.

However, when he arrived at the foot of the mountain, before Xiao Hao could speak, Lan Hai looked at Xiao Hao with a smile on his face, "Little guy is good. He was convinced by the first time he took action."

"Ah?" Xiao Hao was stunned. The situation of this magical horse? Also, Mo Xinfang was also stunned. What's going on?

"Haha..." After hearing Xiao Hao talk about the specific situation, Han Zhishan, Han Changling and Lan Hai all burst into laughter. However, except for these three old guys, everyone else was confused.

Lan Hai was still puzzled when he saw Xiao Hao, but in the end he couldn't help it. "Haha, the last thing the other party played was 'Ganqiu Gàn Mao', the 9th poem of "The Book of Songs. Yongfeng", which tells the story of Wei State recruiting talents (no matter the times. Apply it).

The other party praises you for recruiting talents, and the subtle meaning is already very clear. He has accepted your recruitment. As for why you said that he suddenly issued an order to expel guests, it is probably a test for you, to see if you have the ability to tolerate others.

If the superiors do not have the capacity to tolerate others, they will obviously not be accepted by these people."

"Oh..." Xiao Hao could do anything else, so he could only nod at this time, but Xiao Hao was Xiao Hao after all, "Master, what should I do now?"

Lan Hai: "Nothing needs to be done, we can just keep on rushing. He will take the initiative to look for yours after packing up."

"Hey..." Xiao Haoren sighed loudly, "These people don't say anything well, they insist on playing the piano, playing poems and making couplets. Do you think you are tired?"

Han Changling glared at his eyes. "Little guy, don't sigh indiscriminately. You don't understand it even if you haven't reached that level. We can't tell you in advance, otherwise it will be a thrust to help grow.

As long as you know, since this habit has been continued for millions of years, it will inevitably have its meaning. When you reach this level in the future, you will naturally understand."

"Isn't it just a matter of face?" Xiao Hao murmured.

"There is a part, but it's just a small bit. You will gradually understand the real reason in the future." Han Changling just said it, no matter how hard you try, you won't say it.

"Then let's go. Go back early and fulfill our ideals early!" Xiao Hao immediately rushed forward and walked along the road to the distance. Han Yufeng followed closely, and the two chatted without a word.

"Let's go." Mo Xinfang summoned the boy around him and moved forward depressedly. It's not that he didn't give him face, but Young Master Mo Xinfang was still a little angry. What are the tricks about these old guys? You can't say anything!

"Let's go, it's a young man after all!" Han Changling laughed and followed slowly.

The group walked together, and they were all very imposing. They didn't come to rob and rob, and they didn't have to hurry along the way. Sometimes they would stop and play for a while when they encountered a good place. But after all, they were all masters of magical powers. Sometimes they could only take the opportunity to spend hundreds of miles overnight. In less than five days, they actually reached one of the borders of Song State and Dali Wangting, which was the gate of Yanzikou when Xiao Hao left.

When Xiao Hao arrived at Zhaizhou where the Mohist family was from Yanzikou, it took ten days and rushed all the way. But now he easily arrived at Yanzikou and traveled along the way. Of course, it was because of his supernatural powers! Although the concentration of luck here is only one percent, or even one percent of that of the Central Plains, a few people are really a pediatrician for the Danxin master.

The majestic Hongyan Mountains are the natural barrier between the Song Dynasty and the Dali Wangting. Even after four months, there are still not many changes. The fortresses across the Yanjiang River are still majestic, with distinctive weapons above. However, there are obviously a large number of traces of war on the city wall. Compared to the last memory, there are obviously more scars on the city wall, and there are a large number of broken rocks on the top of the city; and there are countless broken weapons on the ground, and even black marks. In the air, there is a faint discomfort and uneasy smell of rot and death. Anyway, it is just uncomfortable whether it is the nose or the heart.

Obviously, the State of Song took advantage of the opportunity of civil strife in Dali Wangting, but they were all blocked. Otherwise, the flag on the top of the city would have been replaced.

Also, due to war, war, etc., there were not many caravans under the swallow's mouth at this time. You should know that spring in previous years was the peak season for trading, and many people would take the opportunity to buy and exchange various items, seeds, farm tools and iron tools, oxen, etc.; but at this time, when looking at the sergeants patrolling the city wall, they could only feel a war atmosphere.

However, this atmosphere made Xiao Hao feel excited!

I don’t know if it’s because of nature, but after feeling the atmosphere of war, Xiao Hao actually felt inexplicably excited. It seemed that he had the urge to gallop on the battlefield, drill through the enemy formation, and capture and kill the enemy commander.

"Who!" In front of the border, soldiers stopped Xiao Hao and his group.

Of course, Xiao Hao's group can directly cross the Hongyan Mountains and fly back to Haizhou; but Xiao Hao still has to walk back step by step. This is an attitude and a demonstration! He wants to tell Dali Wang Ting that Xiao Hao is back! The genius who indirectly killed the prime minister in one sentence was back!

This is the tiger roaring in the mountains and forests, declaring sovereignty; this is the declaration of the return of the king! Therefore, walking back step by step from here is a road that must be taken; some roads really cannot be saved.

"Xiao Hao." Xiao Hao took out his identity certificate, which was his diploma when he passed the pass.

"Xiao Hao?" The soldier looked at Xiao Hao and suddenly laughed, "Young Master Xiao, please wait. Because the war has been tense recently, we must do our business according to regulations. Sorry."

As he said that, he left Xiao Hao and others outside and hurriedly walked inside.

After a while, a loud voice came and there were heavy steps. Xiao Hao felt that the Vajra Giant had appeared! How powerful does this require? The earth was trembling.

"Young Master Xiao is here, Mr. Yang is missing the welcome!" A general with scars on his face and his armor was also mottled, strides with more than a dozen guards who soared into the sky. When the group came, they saw a scarlet and powerful momentum in Xiao Hao's absolute vision. This is the military evil spirit, mixed with killing, courage, iron blood, guardian beliefs, etc. These military evil spirits that merge into one seemed to be an evil dragon rushing out of the culvert. The air even seemed to be hissing and trembling.

At first glance, you can tell that everyone here is Shura who crawled out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood. And each of them, including Yang Qianjun, is all the powerful men who run on their arms. If measured by their current length, they are at least 1.95 meters tall. When the group came, they actually formed a kind of overwhelming pressure.

The blood and energy are turbulent, the military evil is turbulent. There is also a kind of hardness and courage unique to the rest of his life in the bloody battle. Most people cannot stand the tenable position in front of such people.

"Kid has seen General Yang." Xiao Hao was neither humble nor arrogant, and he punched Yang Qianjun boldly. As a result, Xiao Hao did not move at all, but Yang Qianjun was a little shaken. This was Xiao Hao who withdrew some of his strength at the critical moment. Now Xiao Hao is a innate master after all! Yang Qianjun is still an acquired master.

Although there is no innate spiritual energy in the world, relying on a little magical power, it is not a big problem for Xiao Hao to preserve his own innate power. Xiao Hao can afford this "normal" consumption.

"Good boy, I haven't seen each other for four months, my whole body has completely changed!" Yang Qianjun looked at Xiao Hao in surprise.

"Isn't it the same for generals? After seeing each other for four months, the general seems to have become a god who protects the country and is standing tall." Xiao Hao flattered him a little.

Xiao Hao knew in his heart that although he was stronger than Yang Qianjun in terms of strength, if he met on the battlefield and only relied on innate power to fight, he might not be the opponent of this general of the hundred battles. The real martial arts masters in the army often defeated the enemy with one move, and sometimes he would rather be injured than use the second move! This is the difference between soldiers and knights, and many new people in the world fell here.

"Haha, Mr. Xiao is getting more and more good at speaking. Let's talk inside." Yang Qianjun looked very generous. But he must not be deceived by this guy's surface. At least Xiao Hao and Yang Qianjun have communicated with each other once; and he can keep this border as solid as a silence. Whether it is military governance, politics, or socializing, there must be extraordinary means!

As he walked along the way, Xiao Hao's eyes were bright. Using his magical powers, he could clearly see that the soldiers here had basically used weapons such as long swords, spears, etc., and of course, long bows were indispensable; and in contrast, there were many long swords. But all of these weapons were in some places that did not affect the beauty and the use of weapons. There was a word "Xiao" in other words, these weapons were all from Haizhou!
Chapter completed!