In the big tent of the Chinese army, Miao Junfeng listened to Li Qing's report. He didn't say anything, and there was not a trace of mood swings on his face.

"Go down first! Keep an eye on what's going on over there, and report any unusual movement immediately. Miao Junfeng waved his hand and let Li Qing retreat.

"Hey! Since ancient times, there have been many talented people, and heroes have been sad to pass the beauty pass. Huang Fuming is probably on the road! For now, we can only wait for Solomon to return. ”

Time passed quickly, and the Westerners hibernated in Petersburg as if they were in hibernation.

Its immobility made the morale of Miao Junfeng's side fluctuate, and people's hearts became impetuous. If it weren't for Miao Junfeng's prestige here, the whole camp would have become a different scene.

With the help of Dian Wei and Li Qing, Miao Junfeng doesn't have to bother much, he can have more time to cultivate his spiritual power, and strive to enter the realm of Yuan Shen as soon as possible.

The vast and deep sea of spirit laid a solid foundation for Miao Junfeng, and the spiritual power spread out from the world of other sea of knowledge, like a ripple in the space.

Wherever the ripples passed, everything that happened in the barracks was under their control.

"Brother Ming, do you eat spicy?" Bi Qingcui asked with a wink of wide eyes.

"Just don't be too spicy." Huang Fuming replied affectionately.

"Okay! Just look at it! My craft is very good, and after eating my cooking, I am sure that you will not want to leave. Bi Qingcui rolled up her sleeves and began to pack up the ingredients.

It was a wild deer that had just been shot, and the hot blood meant that it had not been long dead.

Originally, packing up such bloody ingredients would make people feel uncomfortable, but when you get to Bi Qingcui, you will only feel incomparable fascination.

Huangfu Ming doesn't care what kind of food Bi Qingcui will cook for him! As long as she makes it, she loves to eat a hundred of them, a hundred of them are unforgettable, and a hundred of them will never be enough.

When Miao Junfeng saw this scene, he immediately withdrew his spiritual power. He didn't want to snoop on the two of them.

"Huang Fuming is really sinking, and if you want him to swim out of the sea of love, I'm afraid it will be difficult. This kid doesn't have much ability, and he is very single-minded with affection, could it be that he is just starting to fall in love? ”

The sun rose and the moon set, and in the early morning of the next day, a familiar figure that Miao Junfeng had not seen for a long time appeared in the barracks. He wore a black cloak and a black fur hat, and walked in the direction of the Chinese army's tent step by step with a dashing step.

The soldiers guarding the gate were ready to take him down at the first sight of him, but when they saw the token in his hand, they immediately gave him a standard military salute.

With a "bang", he lifted the curtain of the tent.

"Yo! You're finally back! I thought you wouldn't want to come back! Miao Junfeng greeted with a grin when he saw the visitor.

"I don't want to come back, but if I don't come back, maybe someone will cry and scold me for 24 hours. I don't want my reputation to be ruined at the hands of someone who doesn't hold back. ”

"This time it's like you've won, tell me about it! What did you find? Have you heard important information that is useful to our army? Miao Junfeng got up from his seat and walked towards him.

"There's a lot of information, but I don't know which one will be useful to you." The comer finally smiled at Miao Junfeng, a smile between brothers from the heart.

"Well, let's talk about it! I should be able to find information that would be useful to us. Miao Junfeng took Solomon into his seat and said.

An hour later, Solomon poured out all of what he had seen and heard in the Western People's Kingdom to Miao Junfeng.

Miao Junfeng filtered out most of the information after listening, leaving only three pieces of useful information.

One is that 300,000 troops of the Western People's Republic have been assembled in St. Petersburg, and the troops sent by the Bismarck to harass the border have quietly returned in batches.

The other is that the Jade Fox Clan, a Warcraft family in the Westland, took refuge in the Angel Clan not long ago. In order to show his sincerity, the patriarch of the Jade Fox Clan sent her daughter to the front line, and her daughter's name was Bi Qingcui.

The last one is also the one that Miao Junfeng cares about the most, the Holy See and the Priests' Hall suddenly joined forces for some reason. The elite coalition troops sent by both sides will arrive in Petersburg shortly after.

"Junfeng, I know your difficulties. Even if your cultivation is not sealed, in this country full of the power of faith, you will not be able to exert all your strength.

Otherwise, this war would have ended as early as the Battle of West Ri Castle. ”

"Well, that's right. However, what worries me most right now is the issue of verdant. Did you know she's in our camp right now? ”

"What! You're not kidding me! Did she have a crush on you? I said that you already have a lot of confidantes, can you not be so shameless! ”

"Stop! How do you think I provoked her? This time, our wise and wise King Solomon is capsizing in the gutter!

The person who is fighting with Bi Qingcui now is not me, but Huang Fuming. This kid has fallen in love, if I capture Bi Qingcui now, he may not be able to turn his face against me immediately, or even meet each other in battle. ”

"No, it won't! Will this kid be so reckless about the consequences, putting the grievances and righteousness of the two countries in front of the love of his children? ”

"If you don't believe it, I think I'll have to beat the mandarin ducks! Besides, Luohua deliberately flows ruthlessly, Huangfu may not be unrequited love, Bi Qingcui is just using him!

Go, come with me to meet him! Only when the head is drunk can he wake up like a dream! ”

Solomon followed him out of the tent. Miao Junfeng followed the path of spiritual exploration on weekdays, and soon found a place for the two of them to date.

"His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince, Miao Junfeng is here." As soon as Wu Decai, who was in charge of the wind, saw Miao Junfeng coming this way, he hurriedly rushed to Huang Fuming's side and reported.

"It's coming, I'm still afraid that he won't succeed?" Huang Fuming fanned his hand and motioned for him to stay aside.

Wu Decai wanted to say something, but after seeing Miao Junfeng's sharp eyes, he stood aside very obediently.

"Huang Fuming, stand up for me! As the deputy marshal of the three armies, what kind of system is this! Miao Junfeng reprimanded mercilessly.

If Huang Fuming usually does not have any stressful behavior, who will let his beloved be by his side?

He slowly stood up, patted the dust on his body, and replied nonchalantly: "Miao Junfeng, as the commander of the three armies, you have the right to teach any of your subordinates.

But you have to remember that I am the eighth prince of the imperial court, and you are the courtier of the imperial court. To be a courtier is to have the consciousness of being a courtier! Do you think it's appropriate for you to speak to me in such a tone and tone? ”

Miao Junfeng smiled lightly, took a deep breath, and reprimanded angrily: "Ben Shuai has long said that there is no Eighth Prince in the camp, only the title of Deputy Marshal.

As the deputy marshal of the three armies, you do not do your job, wander all day long, and indulge in women's sex, and the marshal has the right to put you in a military prison and wait for your fate!

Someone's coming! Take him down for me! ”