"Okay, then I will stay in your place for a few more days." Liu Xun bowed to the old man again and said slowly.
"Brother Liu, this is too polite. You and I are both Chinese. Why would you bother me? Besides, during the time Brother Liu was traveling south, I was always concerned about Brother Liu's safety."
A pleasant voice sounded, and Liu Xun looked over and happened to meet Huang Daorou's gaze. He sighed inwardly, the woman in front of him was too perfect, so perfect that it was a little devilish, and there was a sense of unreality.
After calming down for a while, Liu Xun slowly said, "Miss, you have already said that. I have not yet thanked the senior for the teleportation. Today, I, Liu, will go and thank him."
Huang Daorou smiled, and the whole world seemed to lose its color. The monks with lower cultivation levels around her immediately became dazed. Seeing this, Liu Xun couldn't help but sigh. What a natural temperament!
He could see that Huang Daorou had definitely not practiced any seductive techniques. She was only stubborn and smiling casually, but she was able to influence the minds of the surrounding cultivators. Beauty is a disaster. Liu Xun now truly understood this saying.
"Brother Liu, you are being polite again. You can just call them Daorou and Rouer. Why call them Miss?" Just as Liu Xun was thinking, Huang Daorou's words like the sound of nature came again.
Liu Xun was stunned for a moment, cursed inwardly, and shouted that what Rou and Rou'er said was asking for death, but he couldn't say it out loud. He smiled awkwardly, and suddenly he didn't know what to call them.
Royal brother? She's a woman. Royal sister? It sounds awkward. Royal young lady? It still doesn't sound that easy. Taoist friend? Liu Xun, who came from Earth, always misunderstood the word Taoist friend as a nun or a Taoist priest.
Finally, he was helpless. He pondered for a moment and thought to himself: "Isn't it just a name? Just a code name." After comforting himself, Liu Xun, who had figured it out, immediately said to Huang Daorou: "Then I won't be polite, Rou'er..."
"... "When his words fell, not only Di Yun, Huang Yan and the surrounding cultivators were stunned, even the old man in the air was dazed for a while, and Huang Daorou's cheeks even flushed a few times.
Only Liu Xun looked around in confusion. Yan Chong was speechless for a moment, then he sighed and thought to himself: "I was just being polite to you, why did you really call me that?"
At this time, Huang Yan came to Liu Xun's side in a dull voice and murmured: "Brother Liu, if you want to be my brother-in-law, you don't have to be so open. The name Rou'er is not dared to be called by the elders in the family, even my future brother-in-law Di Yuan..."
Hearing this, Di Yun nodded beside him and agreed: "Yes, Brother Liu, the clan brother can only be called Dao Rou at most. Brother Liu, you are too..."
"Ah?" Liu Xun became even more confused after listening to the chaotic words around him. What is going on? What is brother-in-law? What is future brother-in-law? It's just a name. How does it involve Di Yuan
After Huang Yan and Di Yun's fierce explanation, Liu Xun finally understood the whole story, but he felt even more depressed. It was Huang Daorou who asked him to shout like that, so could he have made a mistake when he shouted like that
With an awkward smile, he finally changed his address to Miss. After an interlude, he followed Huang Daorou and walked forward.
After walking for a while, Liu Xun learned through chatting with Huang Yan that the royal family was not in Zhongyu City, but used Zhongyu City as its base.
The same is true for the Emperor's Family and the Prophet's Sect. Although they are both in the Central Region, their roots are not here, not to mention the monks who came from the Western Desert, the Eastern Land and other places to help.
Zhongyu City is just a battlefield stronghold, not the home of these ancient heritages. The number of cultivators here, as well as their cultivation level, are far less than one percent of those of these ancient heritages.
After all, the whole of China is facing war, and they cannot just defend Zhongzhou alone. At the same time, war is spreading in the Western Desert, the Eastern Land, the Northern Ocean, and the Southern Wilderness.
But there are cultivators of various races in every region. The reason is simple, because each race of cultivators has different talents and magical powers, and all things are interdependent and mutually exclusive, so this is just to prevent unexpected changes.
Also, after hearing Huang Yan's words, Liu Xun realized that the foreign coalition forces were not as powerful as the vanguard forces that had appeared in the southern region before.
But it must not be underestimated, because an ordinary cultivator participating in the war from a foreign land would be robbing people of their cultivation. Because of this sentence, he frowned many times along the way.
Never underestimate the human-robber cultivators just because you have the ability to conquer heaven. One human-robber cultivator is not scary, and neither are ten or a hundred human-robber cultivators. But what about a thousand or ten thousand of them
Perhaps you can say that China also has cultivators participating in the war. In that case, the number of people participating in the war from foreign lands far exceeds that of China. After all, they are the coalition forces of the Eight Regions.
Apart from this, the overall cultivation level of foreign lands is far superior to that of China. In Huang Yan's words, it is said: "China has tens of millions of innate people, and foreign lands have millions of calamity people! China has millions of calamity people, foreign lands have millions of calamity lands, China has 500,000 calamity lands, foreign lands have 500,000 calamity heavens, China has 100,000 calamity heavens, and foreign lands have 100,000 calamity-breaking people."
This is not a battle report on combat power, but just a joke made by Emperor Yuan on the front line. However, this sentence expresses the gap between the two. China has a large number of people, even the Eight Regions Allied Forces, is less than one percent of that number. But can civilians be counted as combat power
This place is not like the late Qing Dynasty on Earth. Victory cannot be achieved by numbers. Although there are many living beings in China, the majority are weak and helpless civilians. Liu Xun knows this very well.
The group did not fly on a rainbow, so it was almost dusk when they arrived at the royal residence. However, along the way, Liu Xun learned almost all about the battle from Huang Yan.
In a word, China is in danger! But Liu Xun was puzzled. From Huang Yan's words, he did not hear that there were beings above the level of breaking catastrophe participating in the battle. Why was that
"Miss, the Third Young Master." A voice sounded, interrupting Liu Xun's thoughts. Looking in the direction of the voice, he saw a female monk, who seemed to be a maid of the royal family.
"A Ling, go and clean up the four guest rooms. At the same time, tell Aunt Li to cook a few more dishes tonight." Huang Daorou tucked a strand of hair from her forehead behind her ear and said softly.
"Ah? Isn't Young Master Di Yuan coming back the day after tomorrow?" The female cultivator named A Ling said in a lost voice at first, and then she glanced at Liu Xun and the others, only then did she realize that she had misunderstood.
"Look, second sister! Everyone in the clan knows about you and your future brother-in-law." Huang Yan's teasing words followed, and Huang Daorou's cheeks turned red, but then disappeared, and she said to Liu Xun: "The guest hall is in front, Brother Liu, please feel free to do as you please."
After saying that, Huang Daorou immediately said to Huang Yan: "Third brother, you stay with Brother Liu first, I will go and inform my uncle." (To be continued)