There are very few people like me who can secretly record videos.
Only the owner of Lingwu Palace can enjoy this kind of treatment.
As long as the online courses are not bad, the offline training resources can also keep up.
Three years at most.
A large number of masters of the fetal transformation realm with amazing martial arts skills will be born.
The group that I raise in the demon vein will definitely not be short of resources.
But the group in Dali Xindi...
This time when I go back, I must ask my father-in-law to formulate a wave of policies that are beneficial to the training of new talents and make a big profit.
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but……
The most urgent task now is to escape from class.
Although he now knew the entire map of the Kingdom of Li by heart, he had also listed all the possible places where outposts could be set up.
But the obstacles set up by Wei and Han were indeed too harsh.
After the training, people will definitely be able to escape.
It’s just a question of how much escapes.
The battle for population is indeed not as bloody as direct war.
But the degree of cruelty is no less.
So every step must be carefully considered.
…
Every autumn rain brings a chill.
The winter rains induce hibernation.
Sometimes God is like this. It could have snowed, but it chooses to torture you with winter rain.
By the time the first snowflake of winter fell to the ground, the border between China and Lebanon had already been drenched by winter rains again and again, making every inch of land icy cold.
Fortunately, both countries are willing to allocate supplies.
The soap factory never lacked supplies from the beginning to the end, and everything went smoothly. On the 45th day after Ying Wuji arrived, the first batch of soaps was officially launched. Although there were not so many fancy styles, the overall quality was quite good, enough to deliver the first batch of orders from various countries.
Ying Wuji looked at the fully loaded cargo, stroked the soft and smooth white scarf around his neck, and yawned lazily.
If Bai Zhi hadn't been able to wake up occasionally these days and come into my dreams to make me happy, I would have probably collapsed in this desolate wilderness.
"My Lord! Shall we set off?"
Zhao Xin sat in front of the carriage, his right hand gripping the whip, ready to move.
He originally thought that coming here with Ying Wuji would be a lucrative job.
I didn't expect that this soap factory was deserted. Every day, apart from following Ying Wuji to do all kinds of busy work, I could only go back to my residence, sit by the fire and sleep.
Although there is meat in every meal.
But his carnal desires still had nowhere to go.
Let’s go back to Jiangcheng quickly!
Return to Jiangcheng and start eating some meat.
The prince consort, who is newly married, must be missing the princess.
Ying Wuji stretched lazily and got into the carriage sleepily: "Let's go!"
The convoy rumbled forward.
On the thin layer of snow on the official road, there were marks of varying depths.
Maybe it’s because of winter.
Except for the fierce fighting on the northern front, it seemed that everywhere else had become a lot quieter.
It's more than just deserted.
It's simply murderous.
The fiefdoms of each small family were as quiet as a chicken, trembling in the cracks between the three clans of Zhao, Wei and Han.
The situation in Wei and Han was even more tense, with a government patrol almost every day. At the beginning, some people were still tempted by the "relocation order", but after being cracked down on several times by the local government, they became much calmer.
The journey was uneventful.
It was not until we arrived at Jiangcheng that we could barely see some people.
This batch of soap might be the only good news received by the palace, so people were sent out of the city to welcome it long ago.
only.
Originally, it was King Zhao Ji who should have personally welcomed his son-in-law, but because an important meeting had to be held suddenly, he finally asked his most trusted prime minister Luo Yan to do it instead.
It’s a pity that Ying Wuji doesn’t like playing with Luo Yan.
After some polite exchanges, he went straight back home.
Jump off the carriage.
Step onto the snow.
Makes a "crunching" sound.
Ying Wuji didn’t expect anyone to greet him. After days of traveling, he just wanted to have a good sleep.
But I never thought that in front of the door covered with snow, a gentle and charming woman was standing gracefully.
The eyes are gentle.
It's like snow water melting on the stove with pine and plums.
"Sister Hua Chao?"
Ying Wuji couldn't help but smile: "How did you know I was coming back today?"
Hua Chao gave him a reproachful look and said, "If it weren't for Luo Ming being so sensible, I would still be in the dark. You are so shameless that you didn't even write a letter before coming back."
Having said that, he took a few steps forward and put the goose down cloak that he had prepared long ago on him.
It’s really warm.
Ying Wuji chuckled: "Isn't it because I'm afraid you'll wait? I'm almost starving. Has the chef in the mansion prepared the meal?"
Hua Chao brushed off the snowflakes that had just fallen on him and said with a smile, "Of course I'm ready! How can I let you go hungry while I'm here? Go eat!"
"Why!"
Ying Wuji took out a few books from his arms with a smile: "I happened to be bored over there, so I wrote the last few volumes of "Liao Zhai". Sister Hua Chao, please give me some advice."
Having said that, he stuffed it into Hua Chao's hand and trotted into the mansion.
Hua Chao held the book in her arms, a complicated smile on her lips.
The person who should be waiting for Ying Wuji in front of the mansion today should not be her.
But the one who was supposed to wait had no intention of fulfilling her wifely duties.
Even during the nearly two months that Ying Wuji was away from home, the hostess had not appeared once.
“That’s really too much!”
Hua Chao sighed softly, feeling inexplicably relieved.
She shook off the snowflakes on her cloak and followed briskly.
This cloak is exactly the same style as Ying Wuji's.
She sewed it stitch by stitch.
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