After the agreement, Wu Xin did not keep much, and Du Fuwei and others quickly resigned and left.

Now Li Zitong is spreading the news of Du Fuwei's death, and is embezzling Du Fuwei's army's territory, military strength, resources, and so on at full speed. In addition, the "Fengwang Conference" is about to be held, and Du Fuwei is really not allowed to slowly recuperate from his injuries, and he has no time to discuss the details.

Anyway, the sphere of influence of Du Fuwei's army is adjacent to the three counties of Jiangdu, and it is not difficult to contact him.

Watching Du Fuwei and dozens of others leave, the eldest grandson Wuji couldn't help but ask curiously: "Does the lord really trust him so much? After all, he is an anti-king, and people's hearts are separated from their stomachs! If he really makes him a big ......?"

Wu Xin thought for a while and replied with a smile: "In any case, the surrounding area is in the hands of Du Fuwei, which is countless times better than in the hands of Li Zitong." The wealth and resources that we secretly support should be regarded as buying a stable situation for the people of all parts of the south! This deal is very cost-effective!"

"Really?" Eldest Sun Wuji was stunned, obviously suspicious and looked at Wu Xinying.

Based on the eldest grandson Wuji's understanding of Wu Xin during this time, Wu Xin is really not a person who "helps others for pleasure" and is dedicated to giving without asking for anything in return. However, apart from the reason Wu Xin said, the eldest grandson Wuji couldn't think of any other reason.

The only possibility is that in Wu Xinxin, he has already regarded the south as his own territory, and the people of the south as his own people, so he naturally begins to care. It's just that the time has not yet come, and there is Yang Guang and the imperial court to contain it, Wu Xin can't justifiably go to conquer, control, govern, etc., so he can only temporarily borrow Du Fuwei's hand, which is also a kind of retreat, take precautions!

Thinking of this, the more the eldest grandson Wuji thought about it, the more he felt that it was so, and he was relieved.

Not to mention the eldest grandson Wuji, even the eldest grandson Wuji, Wen Renzhong, Hongbo and others have similar ideas.

......

Du Fuwei and dozens of others left Wuxin and the others in fear. It wasn't until he was dozens of miles away from Ping'an that he found that the Evil Martial King had not left behind and had not sent anyone to monitor him, that he breathed a sigh of relief.

"My lord, what does the Evil Warrior King mean, do you really trust me so much?"

Wang Xiongdan couldn't help scratching his head and asked Du Fuwei, which immediately attracted everyone's attention. That's what they want to ask.

Up to this time, Du Fuwei and others still felt a little dreaming, a little pie in the sky, and it felt very unreal.

Du Fuwei rubbed his temples, shook his head with a wry smile, but was silent.

Not to mention many subordinates, even Du Fuwei himself also wants to know. I can't figure it out.

"Negotiate peacefully with us before, even if it is, after all, the 'King Conference' is imminent, and the surrounding area is not suitable for a large-scale war, plus the lord's personality is indeed above board, which is understandable. But what's going on now? Is there really such a good thing in the world? Does the Evil Warrior King trust us too much, or is he too confident in himself?"

Ximen Junyi couldn't help but analyze. He continued: "According to the Evil Martial King, this is not a small amount! Even if it is placed on the top wealthy families of five surnames and seven families. After all, these are troubled times, and it is difficult to buy food and materials even if you have money!"

Before Li Zitong's rebellion, Du Fuwei's army had about five or six million troops, and the daily food consumption alone was two or three million catties. Even if it is replaced by meat and fruits, hundreds of thousands of catties of food consumption per day is also necessary.

Now. Du Fuwei didn't know how many of his old subordinates he could recall. However, it should not be difficult to pull up a million-strong army again, and the daily food consumption alone is about 500,000 catties.

Judging from the market price, 500,000 catties of grain is indeed not much. There are only tens of thousands of alloy coins. However, now that there is smoke everywhere, thieves everywhere, and food is scarce everywhere, the biggest problem is to purchase and deliver.

Du Fuwei, who was lucky enough to escape, naturally did not have time to take away the original wealth and resources, and now he can be described as poor and white. Fortunately, the Evil Martial King took the initiative to find it, otherwise Du Fuwei and the others would not even have the confidence to gather the old department and make a comeback, mainly because they couldn't afford it!

Puzzled, Du Fuwei looked at the people around him and asked, "...... you guys What do you think of the Evil Warrior King?"

To be honest, the Evil Martial King trusted and supported him so much, and Du Fuwei was really moved and grateful.

After all, Du Fuwei has no ambition to dominate the world, and raising the flag to rebel is to be forced to eat with a mouthful of food, and he does have a little ...... in his heart Just take refuge in the idea of the Evil Warrior King!

Hearing the song and knowing the elegant meaning, as soon as Du Fuwei's words came out, his adopted son, brother, and confidant who had followed him for many years, he knew Du Fuwei's thoughts!

Du Feng, Du Fuwei's adopted son, his face changed slightly, and he asked a little nervously, "Father-in-law...... Do you really want to surrender to the Evil Warrior King just like that?"

Du Fuwei was silent for a moment, and then simply said frankly: "Why not? The rumors are not credible, with the several contacts between this seat and the Evil Martial King, the Evil Martial King is good to himself, and his style of action is relatively fair and honest, and it is not difficult to get along with. Otherwise, the barbarians who hate the human race the most will not assist him......"

"This ......" Du Feng stopped talking, and his disappointment disappeared in a flash.

Du Fuwei has no wife and no children, if he really creates a great cause, the successor is naturally their adopted sons, henchmen, etc., which is Du Fuwei's advantage and Du Fuwei's disadvantage.

Kan Ling, who was tied with a purple scarf on his forehead, had a beard on his face, and was rough and heroic, said quite emotionally:

No matter what the reputation of the Evil Martial King is, at least it is famous in the world for treating his relatives well, otherwise the Wu Clan, the Changsun Clan, the Wei Clan, the Gao Clan, the Gu Man, and other famous families will not take refuge in him! Besides, if we don't use the Evil Martial King, we want to take revenge...... I'm afraid ......"

The words were not finished, and Du Fuwei, Wang Xiongdan and others also understood.

In this Li Zitong rebellion, it was a fluke that they didn't die, but they were disabled, only the dozens of remnants around them were defeated, there was no one to ask for people, no money to ask for money, no food to eat, why should they take revenge? !

The situation in the world, Du Fuwei and others are not so far-sighted and conscious, and what they want to do most now is ......

Revenge!

Seeing that most people agreed, Du Feng hurriedly explained: "Feng'er is not against it. It's just that the Evil Martial King didn't do anything, and his words were unfounded, so he always felt a little untrue! Could there be some conspiracy?"

"Demon Queen...... I didn't expect the dignified demon queen and the demon gate to really surrender to the evil martial king. What is the truth, when we contact the old department and go directly to the Phantom Building, it will be clear!"

Kan Ling thought about it and responded with some amazement.

Before they left, Wu Xin didn't say anything, and he didn't send anyone to accompany him, monitor, etc., just let them find the Phantom Building if they had something, and if there was any difficulty or support, Wu Xin would solve it through the Phantom Building.

Du Feng's eyes rolled, and Gu Zuo reminded suspiciously: "Speaking of the Demon Gate...... Didn't the Ghost King Sect, one of the four sects of the Demon Gate, the Young Sect Master, the Little Ghost Emperor, already raise the banner and call himself the Great Liang King? How could he still support the Evil Martial King? Could it be that the Demon Sect was fighting and splitting? Or was the Great Liang King also a pawn laid by the Evil Martial King?"

"What do you want to do so much? Do we have any other choice now? Seize the opportunity and take a step at a time......

Seeing that everyone was arguing and suspicious of immortality, Ximen Junyi pursed his lips and said angrily.

The Evil Warrior King was so honest and gave the greatest trust and support, but they were not at ease? )