"Everyone, please get up, our coach is very good."
Yan Xiaomo said this with a little pride in his tone, silently looking back at Han Xin.
When Yan Xiaomo said this, Han Xin coughed awkwardly.
The old man felt relieved after hearing what Yan Xiaomo said, and suddenly asked: "I don't know who is the coach, can you introduce me to me?"
"Our coach is Han Xin, right on the city wall."
Yan Xiaomo pointed at the people on the city wall.
Everyone looked over, and the old man suddenly realized something and asked: "But Han Xin, the King of the Wilderness?"
The expressions of the people became complicated.
"He is no longer the Barbarian King.
His Majesty sentenced him before and killed our coach.
Fortunately, we met General Lian Po who came to support, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable."
Yan Xiaomo decided to tell the people the truth.
But she had to add a bit of exaggeration to the truth.
Since ancient times, every emperor who has ascended the throne unjustly will fabricate some stories about destiny for himself, in order to confuse everyone and think that he is destined to be emperor.
The people were full of gratitude to Han Xin and knelt down one after another.
Yan Xiaomo breathed a long sigh of relief when he saw the result.
Communication was also very important.
At night, Han Xin didn't sleep, or couldn't sleep.
"General Cheng, what is this?"
Han Xin looked at the carts of things and couldn't help but frowned, a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes.
Cheng Yaojin, who was commanding the soldiers, stopped, turned to Han Xin and said with a smile: "This is the food collected from the Manchu Palace.
It will be enough for our army to eat for a long time."
Han Xin's brows wrinkled slightly.
He didn't expect that the female venerable had hoarded so much food after he had been locked up in the Frozen Mountain for a period of time.
"Han Xin."
Yan Xiaomo came back from the dungeon with a happy smile on her face.
Hearing that familiar voice, Han Xin turned around with a warm smile in his eyes.
He knew what she was doing, but he did not stop her, but acquiesced.
He trusted Yan Xiaomo very much.
"You're not tired, right?"
Han Xin looked at Yan Xiaomo's body, and then he slowly breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that she was not in any condition.
"No."
Yan Xiaomo shook her head.
I am afraid that the female sage in the dungeon will no longer be as good as an ordinary person in the future, and will never see the light of day in the dungeon.
If you die, the pain will be unbearable.
Being half dead is the most painful thing.
"Where's Long Ao?"
Han Xin didn't see Long Ao for a long time, and he was confused.
Usually this guy really stayed with Yan Xiaomo, and he didn't like it.
I don’t like Long Ao being too close to Yan Xiaomo, and I don’t like Long Ao talking to Yan Xiaomo.
Every time he saw them standing together, he couldn't help but feel cold in his heart.
"He went back.
As for why he went back, I didn't ask much."
Yan Xiaomo shrugged, although she also felt that Long Ao would be safer here.
Han Xin reached out and rubbed Yan Xiaomo's head, and said softly: "Xiaomo, you must be the fairy sent here."
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If it weren't for Yan Xiaomo, he would still be in the Frozen Mountain.
He is not good at expressing his feelings.
As long as others are kind to him, he will be twice as kind to others.
Hearing what Han Xin said, Yan Xiaomo smiled slyly, winked and said, "I'm not a fairy, I'm a goblin."
A trace of doubt flashed in Han Xin's eyes.
In order to convince Han Xin, Yan Xiaomo took Han Xin to a place where no one was around. oshow7: