But even so, Taiping Mansion's army still suffered heavy losses. These people still call them saints, they are no different from rogues!
After seeing that Muyincheng had a good chance of winning under the leadership of Xue Wudi, Fang Hao felt relieved and returned to Fancheng.
When Zhao Moqing saw Wen Xiao, the little girl was shocked for a while, and then her nephew ran up to her. It felt a bit like meeting a fellow villager in a foreign country.
"Sister Wen Xiao, you don't recognize me anymore? I'm Mo Qing, your senior sister!" Zhao Moqing's eyes widened in shock, as if he wanted to speak.
After Fang Hao heard this, he immediately patted Zhao Moqing on the head: "Your senior sister."
"Brother Hao, you hit me, sister Wen Xiao, he hit me..." Zhao Moqing changed from his usual arrogant behavior and actually hugged Wen Xiao's arm and started crying in grievance.
Wen Xiao's expression was serious: "Fang Hao, what are you doing? I'm just a little girl."
Fang Hao rolled his eyes and muttered to himself, "You're so small. Her childlike face and big breasts look young, but in fact you're in your late twenties."
After glaring at Zhao Moqing, Fang Hao lowered his voice and said to Zhao Moqing: "Don't reveal to the public that we are from the lower world!"
"Why?" Although Zhao Moqing didn't quite understand, he nodded.
However, Wen Xiao and Fang Hao did not tell Wen Xiao where they came from, but at this moment, Wen Xiao asked instead: "What lower realm?"
"What lower realm?" Fang Hao asked back.
Tantai Wenxiao was stunned: "What was the lower realm I just heard you talk about?"
"Did I say it?" Fang Hao didn't ask himself, but looked at Zhao Moqing with a serious expression.
Zhao Moqing immediately shrank his neck, with a puzzled look on his face: "I didn't hear you, Sister Wen Xiao, you must have heard wrong."
"Really?" Wen Xiao frowned, seeming very confused.
Zhao Moqing nodded fiercely: "You must have heard wrong."
Wen Xiao suddenly looked at Zhao Moqing: "Did you know me before? Can you tell me some things from the past?"
Zhao Moqing glanced at Fang Hao, who shook his head slightly.
Zhao Moqing suddenly acted like a boy, laughing and saying: "I'm just joking with you. I see you are so beautiful, sister, and you must be kind-hearted. I just want to get close to you. How about I call you senior sister?"
Wen Xiao saw that Zhao Moqing was also weird, but she liked him quite a bit, and said with a smile: "Of course."
Wen Xiao went to discuss something with some disciples of the Blood Evil Sect. When Zhao Moqing saw Wen Xiao leaving, he immediately looked at Fang Hao: "Brother Hao, is this Sister Wen Xiao like this?"
"Amnesia." Fang Hao glanced at the distant beautiful figure with some melancholy.
Although he still seems to be the same person, he always feels like something is missing.
"Ah? He was hit on the head? Aren't you saints? Can't a person with amnesia be cured?" Zhao Moqing was puzzled.
"You don't understand, it's because the spiritual consciousness has been damaged." Fang Hao couldn't help but sigh.
In Fancheng City Lord's Mansion, Zhao Moqing and Sima Ling'er were watched by the priest guards. During this period, they did not cause any trouble.
Fang Hao was not used to this. According to the reports from the priest guards, these two little girls stayed in the city lord's mansion and rarely went out.
Fang Hao really found it strange. Have these two guys changed their gender?
But looking at Zhao Moqing's weird look, Fang Hao didn't believe that this guy suddenly became good-behaved, so he asked the priests to take a better look at him.
After Zhao Moqing came to see Fang Hao, Sima Ling'er also came. Sima Ling'er looked so soft and weak, and when others saw her, she couldn't help but arouse some protective desire.
Sima Ling'er whispered: "Brother Fang, I heard that you are married to the Blood Evil Sect?"
Fang Hao smiled and nodded. The word marriage made Fang Hao feel very embarrassed.
But then, Sima Ling'er's words made Fang Hao's face stiffen instantly.
Sima Ling'er asked strangely: "Brother Fang, aren't you also married to our Beast Control Sect?"
"Who said that?" Fang Hao said depressedly.
"What did Sister Mo Qing say? He said that our Beast Control Sect came down the mountain because Brother Fang and our Beast Control Sect were also married. Sister Mo Qing said that it was her." Sima Ling'er suddenly looked a little lonely.
"Uh...that damn girl is talking nonsense. We are an alliance with your pre-sale department, not a marriage." After hearing this, Fang Hao guessed that it was Zhao Moqing who was afraid of chaos in the world and spread the rumor.
"Oh, but I heard from Elder Hao and others that it seems to be true?" Sima Ling'er frowned.
"Absolutely nothing. Don't believe that damn girl Zhao Moqing. Don't let her lead you astray. You are a good girl in my heart."
Fang Hao's original intention was to hope that Sima Ling'er would not go astray and become like that crazy girl Zhao Moqing.
But in Sima Ling'er's ears, the meaning of these words was different.
Sima Ling'er's face was extremely crimson, and she lowered her head as if she didn't dare to look at Fang Hao. Her voice was as thin as a mosquito's vagina: "Brother Fang, as long as you like it..."
After saying that, Sima Ling'er turned around and ran away.
Fang Hao looked surprised: "What does this girl mean? What do I like?"
However, Fang Hao didn't take it seriously. Wei Huang came in and reported the battle report of the Western Conquest Army. He was doing better and better now.
What shocked Fang Hao even more was that the Qi State Martial Alliance spontaneously sent a large number of masters to Chen Guochi to aid him.
Fang Hao, who received the news, was as shocked by the news as he was when Qi State dispatched ten million troops.
"It's strange. Don't people from the Qi Kingdom's Martial Alliance always think that it is a shame to work for the imperial court?" Fang Hao couldn't help but speak.
Wei Huang smiled and said: "Perhaps I was impressed by His Highness's reputation, so I just helped His Highness."
"I actually don't have much interaction with them. I was just given the false title of Purple-Robed Venerable by the Martial Alliance." Fang Hao frowned slightly.
Wei Huang's eyes suddenly flashed: "However, it is a good thing no matter what. The Chen clan has many masters in Buzhishan. Now that the two kings have retreated, the Chen country is in danger. I am afraid that Buzhishan will make a large-scale attack this time."
"This is also what I am most worried about. The Chen clan of Buzhishan is very powerful. In the past few hundred years, it has attracted a large number of masters and became worshipers of Buzhishan. It has also cultivated a large number of people with non-Chen surnames in the realm of life and death. For countless years
With accumulated accumulation, the Chen clan indeed has the capital to stand proudly in Jiuzhou." Fang Hao looked serious.
Wei Huang lowered his head and said: "Your Highness, our Jiuyang God Sect's masters have also arrived in Fancheng recently. In addition, Zhongtian Xiao from the Blood Evil Sect also said that a large number of masters from the Blood Evil Sect are on the way.
On the way."
"It seems that they also know that the Chen clan is going to jump over the wall." Although Fang Hao learned that many experts came to help, he still couldn't help but feel solemn in his heart.
Because there is one person in the Chen clan, that is a big mountain.
Fang Hao suddenly looked at Wei Huang with a serious expression: "Doesn't the Jiuyang Divine Sect have masters at the peak of the Xuan Realm?"
"I don't know." Wei Huang looked solemn and shook his head. (To be continued)