Sanxiu Baiyin Wenxiu was a well-known romantic young man in Kangcheng. He often appeared at fireworks venues, had a wide circle of friends and was well-informed.

"Mr. Wen."

The doorman from Qi Mansion looked apologetic:

"My young master will be practicing a secret technique in seclusion for the next few days. It is not convenient for him to go out for the time being. I hope you will bear with me."

"It doesn't matter." Wenxiu held a folding fan, smiled and shook his head:

"Brother Qi is so ambitious, how can Mr. Wen not know how to praise him and disturb him? After he has mastered the secret method, he can go to Yingxian Pavilion to celebrate."

"Yes Yes."

The boy nodded repeatedly.

After leaving Qi Mansion, Wenxiu's eyes darkened, and then she turned around and went to the Ouyang family's manor not far away.

"Stewardship."

"Let's go and inform brother and sister Ouyang that old friends are here to visit. The jade sandalwood flowers blooming in Qishan Mountain are a great sight and should not be missed. I'll invite them to come and watch it together."

"Mr. Wen."

The old steward with a white beard smiled bitterly and stopped him from entering the manor:

"I'm very sorry. Due to the emergency situation on the front line, my young master and young lady were summoned by the master and severely reprimanded. Don't be playful with your words. During this time, you must practice meditation."

"oh!"

Wenxiu raised her eyebrows slightly:

"But because Mr. Wen was so intrusive, if this is the case, it is really a sin, and he should go to the door to accuse him."

"No need."

The old steward stood in front of the door, his burly figure like a door god blocking the road, shook his head and said:

"Miss Wen said that she is very lucky to be able to meet Mr. Wen, my son. However, the elders taught me not to be greedy for pleasure, so I need to calm down."

"In the past few days, I'm afraid I won't be able to go out for fun."

"In this way..." Wenxiu pursed her lips and nodded slowly:

"I see."

He turned around and slowly disappeared from the steward's sight.

…

"Peng!"

The wooden door of the restaurant was pushed open hard.

"The news is correct."

Wenxiu, with a gloomy face, walked in and said solemnly:

"All the young men and young ladies with background and status in the city have sneaked away!"

"real?"

"That's unreasonable!"

"My business has business to transport a batch of goods and they don't allow us to use the teleportation array. They are very considerate in sending people away at this time."

"Peng!"

There were already several people waiting in the room, and upon hearing this, all of them had angry expressions on their faces and stood up slapping their hands.

Some people even said angrily:

"Relying on your identity to escape from the battlefield is a serious crime. Are the people under the Tianyuan League doing things so blatantly?"

"Who cares?"

"Look after yourself?"

"Why should we go to the front lines and fight to the death, while they can hide in the back and enjoy the happiness? I don't accept it!"

"enough!"

The voice of an old man in the field mentioned.

The old man's identity was obviously different. Although the others looked angry, they all stopped talking.

"The younger generation from all the forces left Cannes secretly. This matter should be extremely secretive. Who is the person who spread the news?"

He sighed and said:

"If something like this happens before the battle, it will shake the morale of the army."

"Mr. Hong." Wenxiu said in a deep voice:

"No matter who secretly spread the news, it is a fact that those people left. It is a rule that Baiyin is not allowed to leave without authorization on the front lines in emergencies."

"It's not us who shake the morale of the military, break the rules, and disregard the overall situation! It's them!"

"good!"

"Go and reason with them!"

"Everyone."

At this time, someone pushed open the window sash and looked outside, with surprise:

"Listen, there seems to be trouble over there at the teleportation array."

…………

"Why can they leave and we can't?"

"I have been fighting with the dark race on the front line for hundreds of years. It's my turn to rest. Now that the situation is urgent, I can't bear to let you go. But what did you do? Send away those so-called 'elites' secretly? Did we

His life is not his life?"

"I don't accept it!"

"Open the teleportation array, we also want to return to Yuan City!"

"Yes, open the teleportation array!"

"Go back to Yuan City!"

…

The area near the Kangcheng teleportation array that used to be quiet and sparsely crowded was now surrounded by bustling crowds.

Noises and shouts of filial piety come and go.

Yan Wei, the supervisor in charge of guarding the teleportation array, was sweating on his forehead and his hands and feet were in a hurry.

"Everyone, please don't be impulsive. If you have something to say, say it properly!"

Faced with so many accusations from Bai Yin and the undisguised anger, even if he had a sixth-level cultivation level, his heart could not help but tremble.

silver,

They are not harmless livestock.

Especially those Baiyin who often go to the front line, every one of them has blood on their hands, and human life is a real threat.

If he got angry, it would be normal to tear him alive on the spot.

Not just him.

The Tianyuan League disciples guarding the teleportation array had already turned pale, their arms were trembling, and their defensive circle was shrinking again and again.

"Speak well?"

Someone roared:

"Okay, then let me ask you, where are the powerful disciples in the field?"

"They come to the front line to work and do nothing. They have fun every day and are carefree. Normally we tolerate it, but now they actually run away from the battle!"

"We are fighting life and death on the front lines, but they are hiding in the back and enjoying themselves leisurely. How can there be such a good thing in the world!"

"good!"

"Let them come back, or let us leave too!"

in the crowd.

Zhou Jia and Mr. and Mrs. Mo were huddled together, speaking in agreement from time to time.

"Brother Zhou."

Mo Shanjing whispered:

"It doesn't seem to be an option to continue making trouble like this. In my opinion, Yan Wei probably doesn't have the authority to open the teleportation array here."

"So what?" Mrs. Mo, who had always had a meek temper, now showed a bit of heroism, her eyebrows raised, and she gritted her teeth and said angrily:

"Can't I just endure this tone?"
To be continued...