The cavalry commander naturally heard the ridicule in Ling Zhaoyan's words, and his face became a little ugly.
"His Royal Highness, my young lady is also here, and I have been specially sent to invite the Young Master to speak in the carriage." The cavalry commander changed the subject.
Ling Zhaoyan said indifferently: "Miss your family? I would like to know, Chu Guoqing is obsessed with Ge Qingfei, when did he become a member of the temple?"
"His Royal Highness, this is just a title, why bother. My lady has been with you for a long time. Since we have the fate to meet again, it doesn't matter if we meet the previous side." The cavalry leader said.
Ling Zhaoyan pointed to the surrounding area: "I have military affairs, so I really can't leave my post without authorization. Please forgive me, the commander."
The cavalry commander narrowed his eyes slightly: "Oh? His Royal Highness, Young Pavilion Master, is this just not giving face?"
"Face?" Ling Zhaoyan hesitated, "Face is the most useless thing in Dahuang."
"If I have to ask the Young Pavilion Master to speak with my lady!" The words of the commander of the cavalry had a hint of compulsion.
Ling Zhaoyan's expression remained unchanged, and said calmly, "You can give it a try."
The face of the cavalry commander changed countless times, and finally clasped his fists and beat his horse to leave.
Ling Zhaoyan whispered to Heng Lingdong, "Senior Sister, come and help me, but don't let people see it."
Heng Lingdong hurriedly walked over, pretending to stand side by side with Ling Zhaoyan, but in fact quietly held her arm, so as not to make Ling Zhaoyan fall.
Ling Zhaoyan stood in the middle of the camp like this, knowing that she could not return to the carriage yet, because the people in the temple would stare at her closely.
Zhou Fei made her come out after putting on her makeup, which was indeed the right decision.
The cavalry commander returned to the base camp, with his right hand clenched on his chest, and slightly bowed and said, "Return to the priest, Ling Zhaoyan refused to come."
Qiu Qiaozhen’s unique male voice came from inside the carriage. It was rough and rough, and terribly unpleasant: "Oh? How does she look?"
"Slightly haggard." The cavalry leader said.
"It's just a little haggard?" Qiu Qiaozhen was surprised: "After using the Canglang Sword Skill, she was only a little haggard. Is her strength improved again?"
"Subordinates don't dare to speculate at will." The cavalry leader said.
"No matter, since she refuses to come, then after we have packed up the spoils, we will
Let's leave. "Qiu Qiaozhen said lightly.
"Yes, Lord priest." The cavalry leader responded.
…
The sun pierced the horizon.
The night finally passed.
However, the smell of blood in the air and the blood soaked in the soil will not dissipate so quickly.
The escort guards of the temple left the camp early in the morning, and the infatuated girl never showed up from beginning to end.
And the guards never mentioned that they would escort them to Louyang City.
It was actually made clear to let this already devastated team fend for itself.
However, those who survived in the team were already extremely disappointed with the temple and the guardians, and their departure did not cause panic in the camp.
With a resentful look in the numbness, everyone watched the escorts leave.
The disciples of Dingjian Pavilion helped to conquer the corpses of their companions, and all the corpses of the Yan State cavalry soldiers were also retrieved, stacked into a mountain of corpses, and then set alight.
The smell released by the burning body is actually very bad, but none of these girls cover their mouths and noses.
They looked sad and sobbed.
Among these people, there are the innocent people of Yan State, the Yan State cavalry who fought hard at the last minute, and their classmates.
Yesterday, I was able to dance, call and talk, but now he has become a cold corpse.
For the girl in Dingjian Pavilion, such experience is really cruel.
But if they pass this barrier, their mentality will change, which is of great benefit to their growth.
When the bones were all burned, Ling Zhaoyan called all the remaining classmates together.
"The food and grass are gone, and our mission has failed. If we continue to Louyang City, it doesn't make any sense. So we can return to the rear base camp."
Heng Lingdong said with a worried look: "Young Pavilion Master, if he returns to the rear now, he will definitely be held accountable by the military."
"Don't you just escape back to Dingjian Pavilion?" Ling Zhaoyan said: "We must bear the responsibility that we should bear, but the despicable faces of some people must also be made public."
"They are the people of the temple, I think other people will not believe our words. If they are beaten up and bitten, what should they do?" Heng Lingdong asked.
Ling Zhaoyan said: "Don't worry
heart. If they are really shameless, then I don't need to be more polite with them. Master didn't like the temple, and Dingjian Pavilion never bought the temple's face. The big deal is to tear the face completely, it's nothing. "
Miao Miao agreed: "That's right, those guys in the temple are so bad. Fortunately, I thought they were super powerful before, and they turned out to be cold-blooded bad guys."
What Heng Lingdong wanted to say was interrupted by Ling Zhaoyan waved his hand: "Okay, senior sister, no need to say more. It's not fair. When we return to the base camp, there will be results. Besides, there is another important certification in our team ."
Heng Lingdong suddenly realized.
Zhou Fei represents the academy.
And it's the second floor of the academy!
Among the Dahuang Seven Kingdoms College, the academy has the highest reputation and the best reputation, and the two-story building stands at the top of all the colleges, because the second-story building is the master’s direct disciple, and Master, Dahuang is the strongest!
Naturally, no one would doubt what the disciple on the second floor said.
"Then let's go back." Heng Lingdong agreed.
Everyone cleaned up and began to return.
Because there was no baggage, the speed of the return journey was several times that of when he came, and the farmers couldn't wait to plug their wings and run back. They didn't even know that they were tired along the way, and even proposed to hurry on the starry night, but Ling Zhaoyan finally refused.
After four days, they returned to base camp.
Seeing the return of this conservatively devastated food transport team, the military forces of all countries in the base camp, the students of the academy were very surprised.
A lieutenant walked out from the army of the Kingdom of Yan, and said in a questioning tone: "Where is the cavalry team that accompanied you? How come you are back. Since your mission has failed, how come you still have the face to come back, disciple of Juggernaut Are they all such useless people?"
Before he could say anything, the captain was slapped in the slap, and then a sharp blade was placed on his shoulder, and Ling Xu's sword spirit made a thin layer of lumps on his face.
"If you dare to talk nonsense, I will let your head move." Ling Zhaoyan said coldly.
The school lieutenant wanted to get angry, but when he saw Ling Zhaoyan's face clearly, he almost knelt on the ground in fright.
"Your Majesty Young Pavilion Master, your subordinates know your fault, please forgive your subordinates." The officer repeatedly begged for mercy, even kneeling on the ground with a sound.
The name of the sword idiot Ling Zhaoyan is still very useful in Yan State.
(End of this chapter)