Yilong City.
Prince's Mansion.
The prince's expression did not show much panic. He had been in panic for a long time and his mentality had already changed. Unless a bloody butcher knife was placed in front of him, he would not feel much fear.
Can you defend Banzhou?
This question is very acute and very realistic.
As the prime minister of the small court in Bozhou, Gu Chaoling couldn't even answer because the future is unpredictable and no one knows what will happen next moment.
There's only a little they can do.
Do your best and obey destiny!
"Your Majesty, it's hard to say. If things don't work out, I will make arrangements in advance. When the time comes, someone will escort the Crown Prince away."
Gu Chaoling said lightly.
"Leave? Where else can I go? Where can I be accepted?" The prince was a little confused.
"The land of South Vietnam." Gu Chaoling said.
"No, Prime Minister Gu, I don't want to go to South Vietnam."
The prince waved his hands hurriedly.
"Where do you want to go, Prince?"
"As long as it's not South Vietnam, anywhere will do." There was fear in the prince's eyes.
"Why is the Crown Prince so afraid of South Vietnam?" Gu Chaoling frowned.
"The Southern Witch Cult is too scary. I don't want to see them."
The prince did not hide it, but directly stated the reason.
"Have you ever seen anyone from the Southern Witch Cult before?" Gu Chaoling asked.
"I've seen that old man from the Southern Witch Cult turn people into meatloaf in my father's back hall..."
The prince's eyes were filled with fear. This was something terrible that he had never seen before. Later, he often woke up from nightmares.
He doesn't want to recall the process now.
He was still young at the time, and accidentally broke into the back hall for fun. Hiding in the corner, he saw the old man dismembering the living people, then putting them into a large furnace, cutting them continuously, and finally came out. There were only meatballs and skeletons. He couldn't recall that scene at all. He felt chills all over when he thought about it, and he couldn't help but shiver.
"Your Majesty, don't worry. Since the land of South Vietnam is not good, then go to another place to get rid of the poison."
Gu Chaoling said.
When he saw the prince's whole body shaking and his lips turning white, he knew not to force him too much.
Anyway, he arranged several places. If the South Vietnam land is not good, he will change it.
"Shendu, can anyone live in that place? They say it is a poor place, and the people there are stupid for believing in the Shendu religion."
The prince frowned.
"The place in Shendu is very big, about the same size as Daqi and Liao together. There are more than a dozen dynasties there. The place I arranged is the manor we established in the early years. All living expenses are paid according to the We'll do it in Bozhou, so you don't have to worry about poisoning anyone."
Gu Chaoling said.
In fact, he also bought a similar manor in South Vietnam, but since the prince hated it, he would just change it to another place. This is not a big deal.
However, if you want to leave, the timing must be right and you must not wait for the opponent to encircle you.
"Okay, Mr. Gu, just make your arrangements. I will leave for the mountains in the afternoon."
The prince nodded.
The location of the ancestors of the Yang family is a secret. Only a few people know it, and the prince belongs to one of the very few.
…
Jiao Feilong took Biyun Niang and Wei Qianfeng back to Loushanguan again.
They walk on the streets.
The once bustling streets were now deserted, with only the patrols of the imperial army walking in formation on the streets.
Jiao Feilong holds the pass token in his hand and can walk wherever he wants without any hindrance.
"Where will your father be hiding?" Jiao Feilong asked.
Wei Lingxiao was so cunning, he must have found a hidden place to hide in advance. It was impossible for the guard Yang Qiluo to find Wei Lingxiao's traces in such a short period of time.
"He told me, I will take you there." Wei Qianfeng said.
Wei Qianfeng was quite familiar with the roads in Loushang Pass. After walking in the alley for a while, they came to a courtyard house.
This kind of courtyard house is very common. It is the most traditional Banshu style house in Loushanguan. In addition to the lobby room in the middle, there are wing rooms on all sides.
"Dad, I'm coming."
As soon as Wei Qianfeng entered the room, he opened his mouth and yelled, emphasizing a simple and rude expression.
A person walked out of the main room.
This man has a rough face, scars on his face, a bloated figure, and a very big belly.
"Brother Jiao, Qian Feng, you are here, come in and sit down."
If the man hadn't opened his mouth to speak, Jiao Feilong would not have been able to recognize his identity at all.
"This disguise technique is so powerful, I almost didn't recognize it."
Jiao Feilong smiled slightly.
"My wife is a member of the Black Lotus Sect. The predecessor of the Black Lotus Sect is the Qiaoduo Tiangong Sect of the Southern Tang Dynasty. They are good at grappling, concealed weapons and disguise. The average member of the Black Lotus Sect has the opportunity to learn it, but it is difficult to learn it well. Well, it all depends on the person, my wife, she is a genius."
When it comes to the art of disguise, Wei Lingxiao said proudly.
"Mother, does she know how to disguise herself?"
Wei Qianfeng looked very surprised. In his opinion, his mother usually took care of the affairs of the back house and was just an ordinary lady.
"What do you know? Your mother was very powerful when she was young. If she hadn't married me and faded out of the world, she might have become a high-ranking member of the Black Lotus Sect."
As Wei Lingxiao spoke, everyone welcomed him in.
He said hello, and not long after, two maids came to the lobby from the back room carrying tea.
These maids usually stayed away unless Wei Lingxiao called them, because no one knew whether Yang Qiluo would send someone over.
"I do not know anything."
Wei Qianfeng touched his nose and sat silently beside him. Here, he was just a junior and had no right to speak.
"Loushanguan has been assigned to the imperial court. I don't think the Yang family in Bozhou can last long." Jiao Feilong said.
"Don't underestimate the enemy. Yang Yuanhua is very likely to invite the ancestors to come out." Wei Lingxiao said while drinking tea.
"Ancestor of the Yang family, I have heard of his reputation in the past, and I was just about to ask for advice." Jiao Feilong raised his eyebrows.
As a master warrior with great vigor, he will not be afraid of a head-on confrontation with any master.
Those old masters who lived in seclusion were the seniors he wanted to challenge.
"The ancestor of the Yang family is very powerful. It is difficult to understand in this era. He fought all over the world and had few opponents." Wei Lingxiao said.
"The ones who fight are those who are strong. If the ancestor of the Yang family is too weak, I won't fight him."
Jiao Feilong smiled slightly.
What's the point of fighting with the weak? Only by fighting with the strong can we understand more of the true meaning of martial arts in the fight.
Grandmaster is not the end, every realization will make you progress.
"It's a pity that I can't practice martial arts."
Wei Lingxiao sighed.
How could he not envy the master warrior?
Grandmaster warriors not only have superior martial arts, but more importantly, they are the sublimation of the human body. They can extend the life span of ordinary humans and eliminate all diseases. They are really the envy of ordinary people.
