When he met Lesang's eyes that looked over, he nodded lightly to show etiquette.

Lesang curled his lips coldly: "Your Highness the Crown Prince doesn't have to think about us, just take care of yourself."

Who is he showing kindness to? The original intention of this trip was his battle with Dongfang Liyuan.

Ling Xuehan didn't say much about Le Sang's blunt refusal, and there was no change in the slightest change on Qinglong's face. He just walked towards Dongfang Liyuan and Le Sang calmly.

The wind was very loud, and the surging river surface was stormy from time to time, with great movement and almost shaking the sky.

And amid the deafening howling wind and waves, chaotic footsteps came from afar.

The pace was in a hurry, and at least hundreds of people were there.

Dongfang Liyuan, who had been ignoring Ling Xuehan's arrival, listened to the voice and raised his eyebrows and looked at Ling Xuehan thoughtfully, who was walking towards Ling Xuehan as if he was walking in a leisurely courtyard: "The hundreds of elite soldiers mentioned by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince seem to be not elite soldiers?"

Some rascal words may be thought of for a moment when ordinary people think about them, but Ling Xuehan returns without thinking: "The three hundred most useless people selected by this prince himself."

That's right, it's not an elite soldier, but the most useless person.

You can tell by just listening to the sound of footsteps.

If it were a well-trained army, the footsteps would be neat and would never be as scattered as this.

Lesang raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the Yan. What does this mean by the three hundred most useless people?

He glanced at Ling Xuehan, and the light in Lesang's eyes became deeper.

Even if this trip is dangerous, Ling Xuehan doesn't have to bring so many people to die.

What's his idea?

As I thought about it, the three hundred people had already appeared in my sight, and I saw a vast group of people, fat, thin, not astonishingly good-looking, and different in height.

I don’t know how long I ran, but they were all exhausted and panting, blushing, as if I could lie on the ground and have a good rest.

Looking at this scene, Lesang twitched his lips lightly, and there were indeed three hundred useless people.

But what did it have to do with her? I immediately turned my head and continued to observe the surging stream, waiting for Chu Yun and Yun Guan to get the boat to the estuary of the river.

Three hundred soldiers came quickly, and the sound of kicking and stomping footsteps became clearer.

Dongfang Liyuan also saw it, and a light flashed in Feng's eyes, as if he understood Ling Xuehan's meaning.

He smiled softly and said, "What a good plan."

"Thank you for your praise..." Ling Xuehan suddenly stopped before he finished speaking without any humility.

In the cold wind, the blue hairband tied to Lesang's hair was suddenly blown down, and flew with the wind and headed towards Ling Xuehan.

Lesang's black hair was completely dissipated, and his whole body seemed messy in an instant. He frowned and looked in the direction of the wind.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Ling Xuehan's white porcelain hand gently grabbing the flying blue hairband, and he immediately held the flying blue hairband.

His expression suddenly froze, and Lesang was stunned.

Ling Xuehan This is...

How could he help her pick up things according to his personality?

The wind kept coming, Ling Xuehan looked at the tightly clasped hairband in his hand, and outlined the cold corners of his lips almost invisible. Then he raised his hand to Lesang, who was stunned: "It's windy by the river, be careful of falling out."
Chapter completed!