Qixing had already told Gao Xiaoliu about the relationship with Liu Yan before, and Gao Xiaoliu no longer avoided seeing Liu Yan, but the ridicule after seeing Liu Yan was even worse than before.

"My father used to be your life-saver, and I'm embarrassed to be too much to you." Gao Xiaoliu also explained calmly, "Now that Miss Qixing's mother is your savior, then I don't have to be polite."

Although this sounds a little inexplicable, Liu Yan probably understands that it means that he has nothing to do with him, he is unscrupulous.

But Liu Yan didn't understand why Qixing wanted to tell Gao Xiaoliu.

It's not just this matter, there are many things, it can be said that anything, Seven Stars didn't hide it from this Gao Xiaoliu.

Qixing should know that the rich man was not kind to her, and he wanted to get rid of her by Liu Yan's hand, why not only did he not get rid of the rich man, but he did not defend the son of the rich man and trusted her?

Gao Xiaoliu could naturally see the meaning of Liu Yan's eyes and the meaning of what he said.

He sneered: "This is the difference between you and Miss Seven Stars, in the eyes of Miss Seven Stars, there are no fathers and sons, only people."

He pointed at himself with a bamboo pole.

"So Miss Seven Stars can see my heart."

Liu Yan was cold-eyed, what was there to see in his heart! Although he is an ink man, he is also a gentleman!

The pheasant and the shopkeeper Lu came in at this time.

"Hey, you can feel your saber rattling outside the door." The pheasant said, "Why do you do this every time?"

Shopkeeper Lu smiled and put a burden on the table: "Come, look at the letter from the north."

The baggage was opened, and a table of account books was scattered first.

"These are yours of Mr. Gao." Shopkeeper Lu said with a smile.

Gao Xiaoliu stood in front of the jade abacus wall and raised his chin: "I'll read the letter from Qixing first."

After saying this, he also glanced at Liu Yan provocatively, although others did not go to the northern realm, but they continued to communicate with the northern realm, and every time Qixing would write to him.

This treatment is not even the shopkeeper of the green pheasant.

Listening to his words, the shopkeeper Lu really took out a letter from it, smiled and handed it to Gao Xiaoliu, Gao Xiaoliu shook it with a bamboo pole, and held it up in front of him exaggeratedly.

Liu Yan was silent, turned his head to talk to the pheasant, and asked, "Why is the Northern Navy abnormal? If your identity is discovered, the Northern Navy will be held accountable, and the Great Wall of the North will not be repaired again."

What was the pheasant going to say, the shopkeeper Lu smiled and said, "Don't ask her, let Miss Seven Stars tell you herself."

Personally? Liu Yan turned his head and saw that the shopkeeper Lu was holding a letter and handed it to him.

"A letter from Miss Seven Stars." Shopkeeper Lu said.

Letter to him..... Liu Yan was slightly stunned, subconsciously reached out to take it, and peeked at Gao Xiaoliu through the letter in front of him, and snorted coldly, the letter was quite thick.

The letter was very thick because there were a lot of drawings, and Liu Yan opened it to see that Qixing did not talk about her own business, but about her mother.

"The uncles and mothers-in-law of the North Hall said that when the Great Wall of the Northern Territory was first built, my mother was only a beginner apprentice, and she could only do some miscellaneous work of delivering materials, and when she was halfway through, she would be able to make some instruments by herself, and when the tenth year of cultivation was completed, my mother would officially become a disciple of Master Xie."

"The Great Wall of the North is a huge project, completed by hundreds of craftsmen, and my mother is like a splash in it, but she also left her name."

"I will show you the handiwork that my mother has handled, and you can see that people are gone, not disappeared in the world, and the craftsmanship that carries her will is still in operation, protecting many people."

Liu Yan looked very seriously, and he couldn't hear the voices of the pheasant and the shopkeeper Lu, although he couldn't understand many drawings, but he seemed to be able to imagine what the finished product would look like.

"Don't put the fault of man on the tool."

Liu Yan's ears seemed to sound the voice of the craftsman girl Yan again.

The tools are still there, protecting the borders, and there are inheritors to bring them to life, to protect more people, and to ensure that the fireworks in the world are prosperous.

Liu Yan put down the letter and asked, "Miss Seven Stars..

.... Are they all okay? Can you encounter difficulties on the official side?"

Gao Xiaoliu sighed, it's rare, Liu Yan never mentioned the Momen before, he only stared at his father before, and then he only asked Miss Qixing, and now he knows that he cares about Mozhong.

"Is it related to your promotion and fortune?" He grunted.

Liu Yan ignored him.

The pheasant said, "The young lady said that everything is going well so far, but she also said that things in the world will not be smooth sailing, and there will be difficulties and obstacles, but the soldiers will come to block the water and cover the earth."

Seven Stars didn't tell everyone not to worry, nor did they lie, when the danger hit, not only did the soldiers block it, but the wooden fence also bounced up on the ground.

On the hot summer wilderness, the afterglow of the setting sun was like blood, and the black shadows in the blood color spread from the sky, and the majestic figures were one by one, and the long grass was instantly trampled flat.

"This is the Wastelander."

Standing on a high wooden frame, the rolling dragon looked over and muttered.

This is not the first time I have encountered the Wastelanders, there have been several times before, but they were all blocked far away, and they were killed and retreated without seeing it.

This is the first time I've seen them in person.

Everyone was very tall, like a mountain, and they were also covered with fur in the summer, like beasts, and the soldiers of the Great Zhou stood in front of them, like young children.

Although there is a big difference in stature, the soldiers of the Great Zhou are not afraid, they are firmly half-kneeling on the ground, holding bows and crossbows in their hands like stone clay sculptures, watching the mountain-like barren people gallop close quickly, from only seeing shadows, to seeing the figures and horses, to seeing the animal skins on their bodies, and the iron axes and stone hammers in their hands.......

"Put!"

The general standing in the rear phalanx gave an order.

With the sound of the order, the sharp arrow feathers broke through the air, and the sharp whistle pierced the blood-colored remnant sun, and went straight towards the rushing desolate people, the arrow feathers seemed to be unaffected by the distance, approaching the desolate people, and the momentum of the desolate people was still unabated.

But the galloping wilderness people lifted the hides, as if in an instant opened a large net, although more than a dozen people were missed by the arrows that missed the net, screamed and fell off their horses, and were trampled by the galloping horses, but most of them blocked the arrows, and their speed did not affect in the slightest.

The ground trembled with strange screams.

The half-kneeling guard was as steady as a rock, and the bow and arrow in his hand kept shooting, and when the last feathered arrow was shot into the air, the hideous face of the desolate man could already be seen clearly.

"Formation—" The general shouted again.

The soldiers who knelt on the ground put away their bows and crossbows and retreated, and the soldiers who were already on their horses behind them moved forward in unison, and set up a military formation with the general's order flag.

"Meet the enemy—"

With another order, the soldiers rushed towards the rushing wastelanders like a flood that burst the embankment.

The last rays of the setting sun disappeared from the sky, but countless blood splattered on the ground.

The Rolling Dragon clenched his hands on the high platform.

"Rolling Dragon, come down, retreat."

There are companions shouting under the elevated highway.

The dragon slid downward, and when the warning sounded, the craftsmen who had crawled out of the ground had gathered, discarded all their tools, and quickly mounted their horses.

The torches shone brightly on the faces of the craftsmen, and there was no fear, only anger and regret.

"Just check a chain, and you'll be done here."

"What an abominable wastelander!"

"Even if it's a night late, you can give them a taste of all arrows!"

With the cacophony, a group of guards also rushed from the rear, lined up behind a rudimentary wooden wall.

"Hurry up, hurry up." They urged.

They won't leave, they come here, they don't plan to go back.

Looking at the soldiers, and then listening to the sound of fighting in the distance, the craftsmen were sad and helpless in their eyes, but as the head said, the sacrifice of the soldiers is meaningful if they live.

The craftsmen also formed a simple formation, urging their horses to gallop to the rear, but the sky behind them suddenly burst into flames, bright as stars, and the next moment they fell like stardust in the night sky.

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Oh no!"

The ranks of the craftsmen were agitated, and the soldiers standing behind the wooden frame walls also looked surprised.

"There is also an enemy attack from the rear!"

"We're surrounded!"