Chapter 842

Just when Leng junao's army returned to Nanyang City, Meng Liangguang was also relieved. He never thought that the Supreme Lord had intercepted Zhao LAN and caught him by surprise.

Zhao LAN is dead! The rest of the army were all thrilled when they thought of the ambush. The Supreme Lord was the king of hell. It was chilling and demoralized. They didn't want to fight again!

And this also coincided with Meng Liangguang's mind, leading the army, moving the division back to the government in the direction of Tubo.

However, Meng Liangguang did not expect that the Supreme Lord would be ahead of him.

The vanguard troops of the fourth class sent back the victory report. General Ma sanhuangqi and all the soldiers who stayed in the city were very happy for the victory of the battle.

The people of Nanyang city brought chicken, duck, fish, pigs and cattle. The famous chefs of several restaurants prepared a grand celebration banquet for the soldiers themselves. The gongs and drums were noisy and the atmosphere was very lively.

Leng junao stands on the high city floor, quietly staring at the picture, warm and harmonious. It seems that he has not experienced such a grand and lively scene for a long time.

"What are the generals doing here? After a big victory, the common people are celebrating for the soldiers, and the big guys are waiting for you! "

Zhao Wanxi's voice came, but she didn't see Leng junao. She asked Hua Shuying to know that a man is not used to this kind of mixed occasion, saying that he won't participate.

Moreover, Hua Shuying also told her that she would not waste her efforts on this trip. The seventh prince would rather eat two steamed buns on the city tower alone. He would never show his face in this kind of busy city.

So Zhao Wanxi made a bet with huagongzi, one hundred taels of silver!

Hua Shuying hesitated for a few seconds, but he finally gritted his teeth and came down!

One hundred taels of silver is one hundred taels. It's not half a year since he knew Leng junao. He knows Leng junao's temperament too well. He doesn't look down on ordinary people, but he doesn't get along with people very well!

That's right!

Born like Leng junao, Gao Leng is arrogant. Even in the last few years, he is also the master of Wuji zunjie. He lives alone in Sihe Courtyard with lin'er and is not used to getting along with outsiders.

Leng junao probably didn't expect that Xi'er would come up to the city tower to look for him. He clearly rejected such occasions in his heart and pretended to find a reason: "you're busy, I won't go! You also know that I'm special. I'm afraid everyone is not at ease with me... "

Zhao Wanxi knew that this was a deliberate evasion. He was born in a noble family and never kept company with the people. He was certainly not used to such occasions.

The woman's black eyelashes flashed, came close to him and grabbed his arm: "that's your wishful thinking. In fact, the common people all admire you as a great general! I know you are highly toxic, so I prepared a table for you, and I will accompany you to eat it! "

Speaking of this, Leng junao really can't refuse!

But he is really not used to such occasions, but the fragrance is soft in his heart. The woman's clear eyes are full of expectation, which makes him unable to refuse.

Leng Jun's eagle eyes drooped slightly, his thin lips opened gently, and slowly spat out two words: "according to you!"

Zhao Wanxi's eyes are shining. It's obvious that she has succeeded. She has spent a hundred taels of silver in her pocket. The boy wants to win her, but he's still a little tender!