The next morning, Zhan Zhaohe Bai Yutang led Tianzun and Yin Hou to Heifeng City.

When I arrived outside the gate of Heifeng City, I saw several very conspicuous carriages parked at the gate, and some foreign soldiers.

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang looked at each other - Are you a visitor here?

Everyone got up early. At this time, the morning scene was still in Zhao Pu's military camp. The soldiers in the Heifeng City military camp were practicing in the playground. Bai Yutang and Zhan Zhao walked up the city tower and saw tens of thousands of soldiers on the playground practicing kung fu in an orderly manner. Zou Liang walked slowly in front of the playground with his hands behind his back.

Bai Yutang and Zhan Zhao liked to see this kind of scene where soldiers and generals practiced together. The scene was particularly shocking. The morning exercise in the military camp was incomparable to any morning exercise in the martial arts sect. It had nothing to do with the number of people or the level of kung fu, but something called momentum.

Seeing that he had almost finished practicing boxing, Zou Liang walked to the weapon rack, drew a stick, and led the soldiers to practice stick techniques.

The Zhao family army has several basic boxing techniques, stick techniques, knife techniques, etc., which are created by these generals. They are very practical and can be smooth and beautiful when practicing.

When Mr. Yin walked past the city tower, he looked at the scene below, and his eyes were filled with light, as if he was indescribable.

Zhan Zhao naturally noticed Yin Hou's eyes. Although it was only inadvertently revealed, I wonder if Yin Hou would occasionally feel unfulfilled in his ambitions? After all, after experiencing those earth-shaking years, the country has not changed but things have changed. There should be countless regrets left. If they do it again, they don't know if they will have the same choice as they did back then.

Everyone walked down the city tower and walked past the playground. Lin Ye was wrapped in a fiery red fur cloak, leaning against the second floor of the city tower, leaning against the railing on one side. Next to him was a little girl wrapped in a cloak. She was opening her eyes wide and watching the soldiers below practice curiously.

"Is this Xiao Linzi's girl?" Wusha looked up at the girl beside her apprentice, covering her face and unable to see her appearance clearly, but her eyes were very similar to Lin Yehuo, and she was full of spirituality.

Lin Yehuo also saw everyone, reached out and poked Lin Yueyi gently, pointed at Master Wusha below, and said, "That's my master."

Yi Yi blinked and looked at Master Wusha.

Lin Yehuo pointed at Yin Hou and Tianzun again and said, "Those two are gods. When you see them in the future, they will be called ancestors or gods."

Yi Yi nodded obediently, but she was still shyly hiding behind Lin Yehuo.

Master Wusha touched the beard on his chin, "Oh! Such an honest girl!"

Yi Yi stared at everyone below, and finally his eyes fell on Yin Hou, tilting his head slightly, looking at him.

Everyone didn't care and continued to walk towards the military tent.

Yi Yi stretched out his finger, pointed at Yin Hou's back, and said to Lin Yehuo, "That person."

Lin Yehuo was a little puzzled and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I've seen it!" Yi Yi said.

Lin Yehuo was curious, "Hasn't you ever come out of the ghost sea? Why have you ever met Yin Hou?"

Yi Yi tilted his head, "He is in the mystical city."

"What?" Lin Yehuo was shocked.

"It's not a real person."

At this time, the voice of someone coming from behind came.

Lin Yehuo turned around and saw that it was Zou Yue.

Zou Yue also held her hands behind her back, looking at the soldiers and horses training below, and said, "It's just a broken stone statue."

Lin Yehuo was curious, "The stone statue of Yin Hou?"

Zou Yue looked at the back of Mr. Yin again and shook his head, "As far as I know, that person should not be him..."

Lin Yehuo's heart moved slightly, and said so - is it a statue of the Eagle King?

Lin Yehuo suddenly felt a little puzzled and raised his face to ask Zou Yue, "Everyone said that you can be invincible when you enter the maze, is it true?"

Zou Yue looked at him, thought about it seriously, and finally smiled helplessly, "Maybe."

"Is it really?" Lin Yehuo was puzzled, "Is there anything that can be invincible to get? War charts or military books, etc."

Zou Yue thought for a while and asked Lin Yehuo, "The military book war score depends on whoever falls into it. Even if you give you the best military book in the world and the same people, are you sure to defeat Zhao Pu?"

Lin Yehuo shook his head calmly, "That's why I feel strange. What should I get to be invincible?"

"While giving you a military book, I will give you another Kong Ming or something, maybe it's OK," Zou Yue said lightly.

Lin Yehuo opened his eyes wide and looked at him, "No? Are there any peerless geniuses hidden in the mystical city? Will they not die? Or is there any ethnic group that is invincible?"

"Even if the God of War is reincarnated, who can guarantee that he will never be defeated? A man's plan is not as good as God's plan." Zou Yue smiled and shook her head, not saying anything more. Seeing that Yi Yi was eating the candy given to her by Xiao Sizi, she squatted down and whispered to her, "Remember to drink more water after eating candy, and don't eat it before going to bed at night."

The voice is gentle, like the father is telling his daughter.

Yi Yi nodded obediently and stuffed a candy into Zou Yue's mouth.

Lin Yehuo saw it, his mouth moved slightly, turned his face and continued to look at the soldiers below. Zou Yue took good care of his sister. It was indeed a family tradition. He usually had cold mouths and cold faces, but sometimes he was scary to be so gentle...

At this time, Zou Liang raised his head and saw Lin Yehuo leaning against the railing, wrapped in a cloak, looking in his direction.

The two of them looked at each other through the high city wall. Zou Yue noticed their expressions and was a little surprised. This was really beyond his expectations.

Just in a daze, Lin Yehuo suddenly asked, "Do you have any objections?"

Zou Yue was stunned and came to her senses, only to find that although Lin Yehuo did not look back at him, he was indeed asking him.

"Uh..." Zou Yue shook her head, "No..."

Lin Yehuo turned around, smiled at Zou Yue, nodded, "It's useless, it's useless, the uncle doesn't care."

Zou Yue was a little surprised. Lin Yehuo had a changeable personality. Sometimes he looked stupid, sometimes he was a little unreasonable. In addition, he looked good-looking, but these seemed to be superficial... He had something in his bones, something that could support him to become the leader of the Huofeng Hall.

Zou Yue thought for a while and said, "The Sand Demon Clan is very arrogant, do you know?"

Lin Yehuo raised his eyebrows.

"They always believed that they were the most beautiful, intelligent and noble race in the world, and they were simply arrogant." Zou Yue was helpless, "so I often had conflicts with them at the beginning."

Lin Yehuo smiled, "Oh? What about later?"

Zou Yue looked at Zou Liang who continued to lead the soldiers to practice below and said, "I won't make a noise later."

"Why?" Lin Yehuo was curious.

Zou Yue looked at the vast desert in a blink of an eye, "Those arrogant bastards have an advantage, the advantage of writing off all the shortcomings."

"What are the advantages?" Lin Yehuo asked seriously.

Zou Yue looked at her grown-up son downstairs, sighed and said, "Don't let it go until death... The sand demons are born one by one, but they die one by one, without exception."

Lin Yehuo smiled, "That's it..."

...

Zhan Zhao, Bai Yutang and others came to Zhao Pu's military tent.

Gongsun came over with Xiao Sizi and Xiao Liangzi who were holding breakfast. In the military camp, Zhao Pu was sitting behind the Shuai Case and yawning.

Zhan Zhao and others didn't enter the door, but they heard someone talking.

"Zhao Pu, what do you mean?"

"Why don't we send people into the ghost sea?"

"You saw it last night, too!"

"You asked us to go by yourself, but now you can't say you're going!"

"Don't you want to take it alone?"

"Our people have all gone in and haven't come out yet."

Everyone walked into the military tent and saw Zhao Pu distracted with his side face. In front of them were two generals from Liao and Xixia complaining. He Yihang was holding a teacup and drinking morning tea.

"Ninety-nine!"

Xiao Sizi shouted, and Zhao Pu finally woke up from his sleepy state. He stretched out his hands and caught Xiao Sizi who was rushing towards him and picked him up.

"Jiujiu, have you had breakfast?" Xiao Sizi handed the rice dumpling in her hand to Zhao Pu to bite.

Zhao Pu took a bite, opened the breakfast food box on the table that he had not had time to eat, and brought out the hot tofu flowers to feed Xiao Sizi.

The two generals who had complained about Liao and Xixia were stunned. They looked at each other - they didn't see Zhao Pu for a while, so what happened? Did he have a son? Why is it a dumpling? Or a son as soft as glutinous rice dumpling?!

The little fourth son habitually sat on Zhao Pu's lap, drinking tofu flowers and sharing a rice dumpling with Zhao Pu, which made the father and son feel instantly.

Zhan Zhao and others were used to it. They were hungry all morning and sat down and had breakfast.

The two foreign generals came to their senses and saw that the tent was full of people.

Gongsun thinks it’s a bit bad. Zhao Pu is talking about serious things. Will the little fourth son’s way of doing this damage his marshal’s majesty?

When he arrived at Zhao Pu's side, Gongsun wanted to take the little son away, but Zhao Pu pulled him and asked him to sit down and eat together.

Xiao Liangzi also climbed up, holding a bowl of wontons while drinking, looking up at the two generals. One of them knew him, and waved his hand.

Xiao Liangzi greeted the Liao general. His father, Wolf King, was originally a royal family of the Liao Kingdom. Although he had parted ways, he still had many acquaintances. This man was an old subordinate of his father and had some friendship.

"Little Prince, have you grown up so big?" The Liao general was also a little puzzled, "Why are you here?"

Xiao Liang pointed at Zhao Pu, then pointed at his nose, "My master."

The two generals gasped.

He Yihang took two sips of porridge, looked at the general who was still standing there stupidly with the two yuan, and asked, "Have you had breakfast?"

The two of them twitched their lips.

"Zhao Pu..."
To be continued...