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Chapter 1925: Ten Square City

Shifangcheng frontline camp has a nice view.

We chose a place beside a lake. There were tents that had already been set up, and there were also staff who stayed here to receive the arriving families.

According to Song Buyu, these people are all from the Wang family in northern Xinjiang.

The Wang family of Northern Xinjiang is one of the four major families in China.

It is as famous as the Kong family in the east and the Yu family in the south.

One discipline, five generals, and three marshals.

Occupying more than half of the seats in the highest war department.

Its strength cannot be said to be terrifying.

They need to rest here for one night, and early tomorrow morning, they will enter the outpost in front of Shifang City and join the other families who have already arrived.

Everyone spread out and moved around freely.

Although the Wang family prepared meals, many people brought out dry food and fine wine to eat, and some set up stoves to cook noodles and rice.

Entering the northern border, there are enemies everywhere.

They are unwilling to put their own safety in the hands of others.

However, unlike the Song family, Lu Fan readily accepted the Wang family's reception.

Eating cooked meat and drinking hot milk, a few people gathered around and burst into enthusiastic laughter from time to time. A group of people clapped their hands and applauded.

Compared with the embarrassment of the Song family on the other side eating dry food, they are completely different worlds.

A heaven and a hell.

"Is he really not afraid of poison on these foods and utensils?"

Song Buyu gnawed on the bread and marveled: "I really don't know whether to say he is brave or that he is not afraid of death."

"Maybe these foods are really okay?" Song Yingyu was a little curious, "How about we go eat some together? It seems like everything is okay."

"Haha, we are not Lu Fan. This guy's physique is different from ordinary people and cannot be compared to us." Song Buyu chuckled.

On the other side, Song Jianming and a group of Song family disciples were squatting on the ground, eating half-cooked noodles and looking at Lu Fan coldly.


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