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Chapter 172 Not good at rejecting, like being passive (Part 1)(1/2)

"Take you back with me?"

Zhao Lang was startled when he heard this request.

Then he said with some vigilance,

"What are you going to do?"

Zhao Lang has finally seen through these people, and they are all greedy for his body!

There is no good person!

He has already suffered at Ji Wushuang's expense.

How could I still fall for such evil tricks?

Seeing Zhao Lang's unabashed disgust, Ying Yinman suddenly became angry!

Who is she?

The most beloved daughter of the First Emperor of Qin!

With her status, and Zhao Lang's current title of official official, it is difficult to meet her. How dare Zhao Lang dislike her so much!

Humph, when she goes back this time, she no longer has to hide her identity. She must call Zhao Lang in front of her and take a good look at his expression!

And even if she doesn't rely on her identity.

Just in terms of figure and appearance, is there anything about her that is not first-class?

Much better than that white lotus!

"I don't want to be alone in the military camp, it's so unsafe!"

Ying Yinman looked at Zhao Lang angrily and said.

Except for occasionally going to the civilian construction site and being with Meng Jiangnu, she was almost exhausted in the military camp.

Hearing this, Hu Hai and several people who were still noisy at the side looked over.

What do you mean by staying alone in the military camp?

In your eyes, everyone in this military camp, except you and Zhao Lang, is not considered a human being?

Zhao Lang frowned slightly, but still said,

"no."

Ji Wushuang was just at Zhuangzi. Besides, he went back this time to see Zhuangzi's development, so he had no time to make trouble with him.

When Ying Yinman saw that Zhao Lang was unwavering, he immediately stared,

"If you don't take me away, believe it or not, I will die..."

Before Ying Yinman finished speaking, Zhao Lang pulled out the weapon from the Qin army on the side and said lightly,

"Are you going to do it yourself, or should I help you?"

Ying Yinman was immediately dumbfounded.

"Since everything is fine, I'll leave."

After Zhao Lang finished speaking, he put down his weapon and turned to leave.

Ying Yinman jumped up and down behind him angrily,

"you..."

Hu Hai saw this and said,

"Brother Lang is really good. You don't even need to send it to your door."

When Ying Yinman heard this, he directly picked up the weapon that Zhao Lang had put down and said to Hu Hai fiercely,

"Can you say that again!"

Naturally, she didn't dare to take action against Zhao Lang, but against Hu Hai, there was no pressure at all.

Hu Hai took out the centurion's sign and slipped back while saying,

"Don't mess around! I'm a centurion now!"

He still understands who is more favored in his father's eyes.

"snort!"

Seeing that Hu Hai gave in and ran away, Ying Yinman put down his weapon.

Looking at the direction Zhao Lang left, he said,

"Sightless! That woman is no better than me!"

Fusu on the side suddenly showed a strange expression.

Gauguin walked up to Ying Yinman and said intentionally or unintentionally,

"I just saw that there are many caravans in the camp, and they seem to be setting off with Brother Lang tomorrow."

Ying Yinman's eyes suddenly lit up and he left here quickly.

Gao Kan showed a smile, glanced at Fusu, and left.

Fusu sighed lightly. He was also very optimistic about Zhao Lang, but only after getting along with him these days.

The two don't seem to be the same kind of people, and many of their ideas are even completely opposite.

"Teacher, what should I do?"

Fusu said slightly confused.

Early the next morning, Zhao Lang set out with his people.

This time he went back to deal with his own personal affairs, so he didn't take anyone from the Qin army with him. If someone discovered that he, a general with thousands of soldiers in the Qin Dynasty, was secretly engaged in anti-Qin activities.

That would be the end.

"Fuck it, how does it feel?"

Zhao Lang had dealt with these injuries before.

"Hey, Master, I'm fine."

He grinned and said with a smile,

"I told you to die. If you remove all death, it will not be so easy to die."

"You're right,"

Hearing this explanation, Zhao Lang couldn't help but laugh,

"By the way, have you made arrangements for those boys?"

Those children of the barbarians, Zhao Lang did not let them cross the Great Wall.

"Don't worry, owner. I'll let them take their things and find a place to wait for me."

Go back to death,

"However, Master, these people are wild and untrained, I still have to go back as soon as possible."

"Otherwise, I'm afraid they will form their own tribe soon."

Zhao Lang said lightly,

"You heal your wounds first. If it becomes your own tribe, just destroy it."

He said with some reluctance to die,

"Master, those are the best seedlings. Besides, if anything happens, we have one more way out."

Zhao Lang raised his eyebrows and looked at Gossip. This kid seemed to have noticed something.

But it's not surprising that few of the things he did were legitimate.

He didn't hide it from these direct descendants, but it wasn't a big problem. These people would know sooner or later.

Zhao Lang said lightly,

"Well, then you should get well as soon as possible."

"Yes, Master."

Go to hell and come back with a smile.

Soon, the team was moving quickly, all in horse-drawn carriages, which was several times faster than walking.

On the way, they encountered Qin troops patrolling, but Zhao Lang blocked them all.

This is also the reason why the caravan has to wait for Zhao Lang to come together.

At noon the next day, we arrived near Zhuangzi.

Looking at the potato seedlings growing extremely well in Zhuangzi's field, Zhao Lang was also very happy.

In another year, potatoes will take root in this land.
To be continued...
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