"Huh?" Rong Qingbai woke up slowly, the bright light shining on his face, a little dazzling, he sat up and blocked the sunlight with his hands.

"How long have I been asleep?" he was unconscious, as if he had been asleep for a long time.

When the noise outside the window came, Rong Qingbai felt better, and he looked around, it was a simple ten-square-meter room, with only a table, chair and a bed.

"Goo~" The stomach screamed, and the boy touched his abdomen with his hand, only to find that his clothes had been taken off, leaving only thin underwear, which was a little cold.

Squeak~ The wooden door was opened, and the man in the hat walked in with a bowl of hot gruel.

"Awake?" a familiar voice.

Seeing the boy's thoughtful expression, the other party put the dishes and chopsticks on the table, and then put the hat down, revealing a huge scarred face.

Seeing the other party's face, Rong Qingbai's face changed slightly, not because he was frightened by the other party's scars, but because of the familiar face.

"General Zhou Zhengping, long time no see. The boy greeted the other calmly.

Zhou Zhengping didn't hide it, pointed to the dishes and chopsticks, and said with a smile: "Are you hungry, eat some?"

Coo~ The stomachs of some people in the room rang out in anger. The scene fell into embarrassment.

Under Zhou Zhengping's gaze, the young man's calm face also turned red, Rong Qingbai got out of bed and came to the table, picked up the bowl and ate it, although the porridge was thin, it tasted very good, and it could also fill the stomach.

"How long have I been asleep?"

"About a month or so. ”

"Where is this?"

"Within the borders of the Baiyue country. ”

"Speechless?"

"He is the crown prince of Baiyue Kingdom. ”

"Give me to the Evil Sect?"

At this time, Zhou Zhengping did not answer, he smiled, took out a small bottle, opened it and poured a little powder into the bowl.

"This seems to be the more famous condiment here, you can try it. ”

Seeing that the other party didn't seem to want to answer, Rong Qingbai opened his mouth to ask a question that he had been puzzled for a long time and asked, "Zhou Yunyun, she is yours..."

"She's my daughter. His tone was very calm, as if he was talking about someone who had nothing to do with him.

"Why?"

Zhou Zhengxuan sneered: "What do you think? Isn't it better for her to die? Blood Spirit, if she is lucky enough to become a blood demon, and then be besieged and killed by the righteous path?"

Rong Qingbai was silent, he didn't actually know much about this, even when he was in South China City, he didn't have any direct contact with the Evil Sect, and he also cooperated with the little corpse King Haoyue when he was behind, and he didn't feel very deeply about them.

After thinking for a long time, Rong Qingbai still said: "Zhou Yunyun is dead, you failed to protect her back then, please let her go now, whether it is a blood spirit or a blood demon is no longer your child." ”

Zhou Zhengxuan's hand twitched imperceptibly, he looked at the young man and said with a smile: "That's right." ”

Breakfast ended in a hurry, and Zhou Zhengxuan did not seal Rong Qingbai's cultivation, and soon he went out to get the young man's clothes, and the two left the house with a hat.

After turning around in the alley for a long time, Rong Qingbai's vision suddenly brightened, and they followed the flow of people into the street.

"There are a lot of people here, it's easy to get separated, follow closely, don't get lost. Zhou Zhengxuan said in a deep voice.

Rong Qingbai nodded and followed the other party closely, and they struggled to move forward in the congested crowd.

The teenager found that most of the people on the path were dressed in rags, and the smell on their bodies was particularly strong. Some of them were carrying large and small broken sacks, and they looked panicked. Even so, they tried to restrain their behavior, although it was a little crowded and uncomfortable, but it was still orderly.

When the two turned into a sparsely populated road at an intersection, they could finally catch their breath.

"Where are they going?" Rong Qingbai asked curiously.

"Flee, hide from the war. Zhou Zhengxuan walked in front and replied casually.

After thinking about it for a while, Rong Qingbai understood, it seemed that the war had arrived.

"Isn't the situation at the front in a bad situation?"

For some reason, Zhou Zhengxuan turned around and shrugged his shoulders: "The reserve legion of the Southern King faction is probably not much worse than the combat power of the Blood War Regiment. Obviously, the whole line collapsed. ”

"This is a city in the depths of the Baiyue Kingdom, and it is not a few days away from the national capital, but the front line has just collapsed after hearing the news. It seems that the military is not very optimistic about the future blocking war~"

"Those defeated soldiers, how to deal with them?" Rong Qingbai's eyes were a little worried.

"Puff~" Zhou Zhengxuan smiled.

"The legion did not take prisoners at all, and was driven exhausted and then beheaded. It's cruel, isn't it?"

The boy silently followed, and as he witnessed everything, he pressed the hat even lower. Maybe...

Walking around the town, the two stopped at a tavern, and Zhou Zhengxuan lightly clasped the closed wooden door.

No response.

In the buckle, there is still no response.

After many waits, an impatient voice finally sounded in the tavern: "Okay, okay, don't knock on it, it's really a war coming, and you're in the mood to drink!"

And when the wooden door opened, it was a boy dressed in shoddy animal skin clothes who walked out with a dissatisfied face.

He raised his head and looked at the two of them: "The store is closed, it's time to go, it's time to escape, I still have to sleep, it's hard to be free, but I don't have time to greet you." ”

Zhou Zhengxuan didn't show displeasure because of this, he asked softly: "I don't know what the boss plans to do, when will I sleep?"

The boy glanced at the other party, held his chin in his right hand and said, "After noon." ”

"Would you like a glass of horse wine from Tao Country?"

"Royalty?"

"Royalty!"

The boy pondered for a moment, stepped out of the way, and reluctantly let the two of them in.

Alas!

Zhou Zhengxuan smiled in the face of the boy's frustration. With a wave of his hand, he swept away the garbage on the table. Then place the delicate copper flask on top.

Through the transparent glass, you can see the milky white liquor inside. The sound of saliva swallowing came from behind.

The boy strode over, carefully stroking the flask, his eyes revealing a misty look, and it took him a long time to recover: "Is there anything I need to do?"

"Send us to the capital of Baiyue. ”

"No, no one can enter the capital at this time!" the boy quickly shook his head, his face frightened.

Zhou Zhengxuan sighed: "Ah~ That's it, then there's no way." As he spoke, he made a gesture to take the flask back.

Whoosh~ The flask placed on the table was gone, and the boy squatted in the corner of the tavern and held the flask tightly in his arms: "Why do you think I can do it?"

"The royal family is so depressed that he can't even buy the wine he likes, isn't it too miserable, Leng Feng. ”

When the boy was called by name, he stopped struggling: "Let... Let me think about it. ”

"Half an hour, that's the most. Let's go, let's go out for a walk. Zhou Zhengxuan left the tavern with Rong Qingbai.

Rong Qingbai left the tavern and also took a deep breath.

"Well, do you think the other party will agree?" The two came to the square outside the tavern, the huge square was empty of people, but it was a good place to take a stroll.

Seeing the young man thinking, he said to himself: "He was demoted to this, he was a drunkard, and he was extremely chic and talented when he was in the national capital." It's a pity that it's fallen into such a field now. ”

"Did he commit any crimes?" Rong Qingbai asked curiously.

"Does extravagance and waste count?" Zhou Zhengxuan said with a smile.

Rong Qingbai looked at each other speechlessly, is this possible?

"Why? I don't believe it, he's so degraded. The order of the king of today's Baiyue. In an edict a few decades ago, there were no less than 100 people who were demoted from the country, and this was just one of the people who was in a high position back then. ”

The two of them who walked to the central fountain sat down, quietly feeling the breeze blowing, they had not experienced such relief in a long time.

Zhou Zhengxuan took off the hat, revealing the terrifying scar, today he turned his face side with high interest, pointed to the wound and said, "How do you think this is caused?"

Rong Qingbai had some guesses, but did not speak.

Seeing that the young man didn't answer, he also shrugged his shoulders: "This was caused by the elders of the two guards when they were in custody at that time. Speaking of which, hasn't the Elysium always been at odds with you?"

Bliss Palace, Ruoshui Pavilion, why do you want to do this? Rong Qingbai was very puzzled, isn't this a detention and trial, why would he do it directly?

"You are very confused? I was also confused at the time, but when I escaped, I realized that no one in South China City survived. Except for me, the other legion commanders died. ”

When Zhou Zhengxuan said that Lao Liu was also dead, Rong Qingbai couldn't understand the other party's expression, and he didn't know how to comfort the other party.

Zhou Zhengxuan said a lot, Rong Qingbai listened quietly, and for the first time he realized what life and death were. Looking at the somewhat lonely figure, a high-spirited person, the impact of becoming like this still has a great impact on him. At this time, the man with his head gave people a sense of relief, very relaxed, as if he had let go of something.

"Okay, let's not talk about it, it's almost time. Zhou Zhengxuan's closed eyes suddenly opened and looked in the direction of the tavern.

At this time, the boy was already standing at the door, and the shaking wine glass in his hand and the slightly drunk look had already told the two of them the answer.

"He looked like a child, but he was almost 100 years old. Zhou Zhengxuan suddenly said this.

But this sentence was written down by Rong Qingbai.

The two came to Leng Feng, and the other party also exhaled a breath of wine.

"Decided?"

"Later, there will be a royal caravan coming here, so you can leave with them. Leng Feng exhaled a long breath of wine and said.

"Aren't you leaving together?" Zhou Zhengxuan frowned, he guessed the trickiness in it.

"No, it's been so many years, I can't remember how the national capital is, so many years of life, except for not being able to drink good wine, it's actually pretty good. Now it's inevitable to be angry when you go back, and the periphery is not happy!" It's easy to hear the boy's disobedience, but this is the other party's decision, and they can't say anything.

The two thanked each other, and the boy waved his hand, took a chair out of the tavern, and sat down at the tavern door, his glass shaking and muttering something in his mouth.

As time passed, an unescorted caravan appeared in front of the tavern, and the people in the carriage did not come down, but the back door was opened.

At this time, the boy was already asleep, Rong Qingbai and Zhou Zhengxuan glanced at each other, got into the carriage, and waited for the two to sit down, and the caravan left. The other party didn't pay attention to who was picking up.

Inside the carriage, a group of people were also in charge of their own affairs, bowing their heads and not speaking, they sat in the corner, hid their hats, closed their eyes and rested.

Rong Qingbai knew that this trip to the national capital of Baiyue Country would probably not be so easy.