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Chang Geng’s experience of traveling around the world in the past few years must be not simple, otherwise he would not have the unpredictable meaning of invisible depth.

Chang Geng pushed open the small window in the attic and looked out.

I saw a huge team winding up at the foot of the mountain, with handsome flags flying like big banners.

In the torch, the armor was cold and steaming thousands of miles away, like a giant dragon panting.

Fu Zhicheng has been in charge of the southern Xinjiang garrison for a few decades and is about to become a local emperor in southern Xinjiang. Now if he brings one or two hundred people to "suppress the bandits and welcomes the imperial envoy", there is still room for maneuver, but he actually pulled out half of the southern Xinjiang garrison.

Chang Geng said: "The adoptive father might have wanted to protect General Fu at the beginning, but now it seems that he can't save it."

"It seems that not only do they not appreciate it, they also plan to give us a cup-smashing call. "Chen Yi looked at Chang Geng's calm and unpredictable side face, "It is rare for His Highness to have such a general demeanor at a young age."

"I am familiar with each other," Chang Geng said calmly, "I was really unsure when I went deep into the rebels' nest with my adoptive father. That time, there were only a few of us who were not useful to him, and there were also a few helpers who could not be contacted by the rivers and lakes. The navy did not know that it would arrive in the year of the monkey and horses, and whether he could receive the message along the way. He still talked and laughed freely and escaped without any effort. At that time, I understood one thing."

Chen Yi: "What?"

Chang Geng: "Fear is unreasonable."

Chen Yi thought about it, shook his head and smiled, "Of course, everyone knows that fear makes no sense, but it's like a person who will get hungry when he is a little bit, and will become cold without clothes. It's all a natural reaction of the body. How can a person restrain his body's reaction?"

A less obvious smile appeared on Chang Geng's face: "Yes."

Chen Yi was stunned. He suddenly had an inexplicable intuition. Chang Geng's sentence "Yes" seemed to have hidden a lot of words.

Chang Geng: "I believe that as long as you want, nothing in the world can defeat you, including this skin."

This sentence is mediocre, but Chang Geng's expression and tone when he spoke were too firm, so firm that there was a hint of strange bewitching meaning that made people involuntarily convinced.

Chen Yi: "Your Highness, the last time you and the general were trapped in the East China Sea, there were dozens of Linyuan Pavilion masters around you. It can be said that they were working together inside and outside. This time, it was different. We only had Minister Sun who was determined to promote the drum beat order and Governor Kuai with bad intentions. And then Fu Zhicheng was probably about to go up the mountain - he had thousands of troops on his hands, wouldn't he be even more afflicted than your last time? Isn't your Highness worried?"

Chang Geng smiled calmly and said, "I'm not worried. When I saw the handsome flag of the Xuantie Camp in the attic, I felt that there were three thousand Xuantie God Cavalry hiding in the southwest mountains and forests, and I couldn't help but feel at ease."

Chen Yi was stunned, then he held his forehead and smiled bitterly, and he was so worried about Gu Yun that his little prince is worthy of being a true dragon descendant, but he is really not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Chang Geng: "What's more, General Chen knows it, right? My adoptive father may not have wanted to protect Fu Zhicheng wholeheartedly."

Chen Yi: "..."
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