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It is so bitter that only endless hatred can be resolved.

From Han Feng's return to Fengguan Mangcheng to the time when the group was about to set off for Xiji Mountain, Yu Tianxing barely slept a single night. Her already fat figure lost weight at a speed visible to the naked eye, so that when Han Feng decided to set off, he felt a little sympathy for her, secretly thinking that her paper-like figure would definitely not be able to survive this long journey.

However, Yu Tianxing and Wanrou could only choose one of them, it was not that Han Feng had to make this choice, it was really that he was not at ease to let Wanrou stay in Yu Tianxing's sight. The depth of Yu Tianxing's hatred for Wanrou is incalculable, not to mention that she is now following Lijiao to learn the art of repelling insects, who knows what she will do.

But Liyu should be complacent as a "master", and she refused to let Yu Tianxing stay in Fengguan Mangcheng, but she and Han Feng were the foundation for Wanrou to settle down in the palace, so Wanrou was bound to go with Han Feng, so the personnel arrangement was very nerve-wracking.

Fortunately, Lijiao proposed a compromise plan: "I won't go to Xiji Mountain with you." ”

As soon as she said this, Han Feng understood: "You want to go back to Cangwu?" ”

Liyu said: "I'll go back to my hometown to arrange the arrangements first, and then rush back to Fengguan Mangcheng to meet you, and let's go catch Tianma together." Haha, don't look at us as women, maybe we will go faster than you! Xiangcheng was destroyed, and I am always a little uneasy about letting them clean up the mess, and now that I have accepted an apprentice, how can I not take her back to worship the ancestors of the past generations?"

Yu Tianxing pursed his lips beside him, as if he was still unconvinced by the "apprenticeship" that Lijiao said. However, the Cangwu Forest is the origin of his Yi people, and she can go back to see it, and she really yearns for it.

Han Feng nodded in agreement. Li Liang and Yu Tianxing are not fat, and the two of them ride a heavenly horse, and their speed will indeed be faster than them. He thought for a moment, pulled her closer again, and whispered, "Is it really okay for you to take her alone?"

Li Yan smiled: "Of course it's okay! If I can't even cure such a little girl, where is I worthy of being a high priest?"

Hearing her say that Yu Tianxing was a "little girl", Han Feng couldn't help laughing. Lijiao spoke old-fashioned, but she never thought that she was actually the youngest of these people.

After bidding farewell to Lijiao and Yu Tianxing, Han Feng, Zhan Zhongqi, and Wanrou began to pack up and prepare to go. He claimed that he did not bring an entourage, but Manghou had rejected his offer to take a chariot with him for various high-sounding reasons.

Following Han Feng were ten soldiers selected from the Fifth Division—of course, it was not so much a soldier as a bodyguard.

These ten people are evenly proportionate, and at a glance you can see that they are extremely well trained. Their actions are well-behaved, and they are obscure on weekdays, but from this point alone, they are worthy of Han Feng's temperament. But what made Han Feng a little annoyed was that he couldn't get rid of these ten people.

There is no doubt that Master Rushui and Zhan Zhongqi will have their own way to keep up with Han Feng, and Zhan Fan, the leader of the younger generation, can also be on par with him in terms of foot strength, and as for Liu Quan, who has also received the "gift" of the Yi clan's spiritual objects, it is not a problem. But Han Feng never imagined that Manghou would pick out ten people who were only in the middle of him at once.

Manghou can take out ten people, and naturally there are at least twenty people in the army in the city, if these people attack together, I am afraid that even Zhan Fan will be defeated. This was Han Feng's first impression, so he was not only annoyed, but also fearful for the first time. Thankfully, his fears soon vanished.

Because he found that these ten men were only equal to him in the strength of their feet.

In short, they can surround him in the middle to act as his shield while he flies off the wall, but they have no ability to attack. Once they are really in danger, if they don't want them to have an accident, maybe they have to protect them with his body as an emperor, and this is what makes Han Feng helpless.

Manghou clearly arranged a group of silent eyes around him, these people may be good soldiers on the battlefield, but to Han Feng, they are still hopelessly vulnerable.

So, such a group of people left Fengguan Mangcheng on a rainy day.

In order to cover up Han Feng's identity, the group dressed up as a caravan selling medicine. Among them, Han Feng is the son of the general leader, Zhan Zhongqi is an old and sick old housekeeper, Wanrou is still a maid, and the other ten people are out-and-out foot strength. Full of five carts of medicinal materials, the front three carts are precious safflower, and the rear two carts are the newly harvested Suoyang in winter, which are all extremely famous medicinal materials in the jurisdiction of Fengguan Mangcheng, and they are also the holy products of the officials and nobles in the river basin to replenish qi and blood.

After seven days of driving, they came to the junction of the Western Dynasty and the jurisdiction of Pingtao City. Today, the Duke of Liang is still nominally subordinate to the Zhan Dynasty, but his own management boundary is still peaceful coexistence with the Western Dynasty in Jingwei, but the inventory of the customs is much stricter.

Ten followers were the most reassuring to Han Feng. Since he pretends to go out to do business, he naturally aims to make money in harmony, who has ever seen a businessman with a zombie face all day long, and he is afraid that he will be scared to lose two souls before he has paid the bill, where can he go to seek a long life? Therefore, when he passed the customs, he was most worried about the goofs of his subordinates, but he did not expect that Manghou really prepared a surprise for him.

It was as if the first snow met the noon sun, and the stiff expressions on the faces of the ten men softened the moment they saw the checkpoint, and they were so busy that almost without Han Feng doing anything, the formalities for passing the customs had been completed smoothly. One of them, surnamed Zhang Mingle Jin, was responsible for driving the carriage where Han Feng and Wanrou were on weekdays, and he didn't say a word, but at this time, he suddenly became a reliable and skilled pharmacy guy.

These ten people seem to have passed through the checkpoint often, they have a clear division of labor, some give silver to the officials guarding the pass, some count the goods and cooperate with the guards to check, and some even chatter with the guards, and until the group passed the checkpoint safely, they quieted down one by one, as if those things had not happened at all.

Han Feng looked at Zhang Lejin, who was sitting outside and didn't dare to take a breath through the gauze tent, and the more he thought about it, the more weird and interesting he felt. In his opinion, the lively extroversion that these ten people have just revealed is more in line with their original faces, and now this ghost look should be a mask worn by the perennial military for them.

And he hopes that he can be the one who helps them take off this mask, in that case, let's take the one next to him as a starting point.

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