Back in Jinshanjiao, even when facing an enemy whose number was several times greater than theirs, he never flinched at all.
If you disagree, just fight.
But in this martial arts circle, it is very different from the outside world.
Outside, Long Haoxuan doesn't have enough people, so he can spend money to recruit a lot of people.
If the equipment is not enough, he can ask the Long Group to allocate funds for him to purchase a large number of sophisticated weapons.
He would buy even heavy weapons like tanks without hesitation. He never cared about problems that could be solved with money.
Therefore, he was full of confidence and confidence at that time.
If you have a lot of money, you will naturally have courage.
But in this martial arts circle, money is of no use.
Hot weapons cannot be used at will.
Those Fengxuan warriors who have experienced hundreds of battles are even more unable to come to this place.
Everything can only depend on the few of them and Lu Feng walking side by side.
So now Long Haoxuan really doesn't have the confidence he used to have.
"Actually, I don't know either."
After Lu Feng pondered for two seconds, he shook his head slightly and replied.
In front of those members of the Rain League, Lu Feng had to show strong confidence at all times.
Only in this way can those members have more confidence. After all, they all look to Lu Feng as the leader.
But in front of Long Haoxuan, Lu Feng really didn't have to hide anything.
Not sure, just not sure.
"Yes, we have worked so hard and given up so many things, but we don't even know if we can win in the end."
"Actually, I'm not afraid of losing, and I'm not afraid of death, but what I'm afraid of is that our efforts will not bring us the results we want."
"I'm afraid that by then, Sister-in-law Xueyu still won't be able to come back..."
There was no trace of laughter on Long Haoxuan's face at this time, but he slowly looked up at the chandelier with heavy eyes.
Lu Feng also followed Long Haoxuan's gaze and slowly looked at the ceiling.
It has been a long time since he sat down and had a heart-to-heart talk with people like Long Haoxuan.
"Actually, I still miss the bonfire barbecue party we held that night at the villa on the top floor of Yunlan Mountain."
"At that time, everything was so beautiful. Brother Feng, tell me, why did it become like this later?"
Long Haoxuan's eyes were dull, and a trace of pain appeared on his resolute face.
That night was the day before Lu Feng and the others went on an expedition to southern Xinjiang.
On the top of Yunlan Mountain, Long Haoxuan holds a barbecue stall with a cigarette in his mouth, and Liu Yingze and Mi Jingya make spicy hotpot.
Ji Yuman, Lu Zihan, Ji Xueyu, and hundreds of black-clad guards from Yunlan Mountain were all there, and it was extremely lively.
Lu Feng raised his beer in one hand, faced everyone, and said "respect to brothers and respect to tomorrow", and everyone raised their glasses.
That moment was deeply imprinted in Long Haoxuan's mind and could not be forgotten for a long time.
"I still remember that time you said you should find a wife after returning from the border."
Lu Feng had not smoked for several days, but he still took out two cigarettes, lit them together in his mouth, and then gave one to Long Haoxuan.
Long Hao
How old are you?"
"Then my son, Long Haoxuan, won't be beaten if he doesn't do anything for a day?"
"What's more, Brother Feng, why are you giving birth to twins? Can my son survive?"
After Long Haoxuan finished speaking, both of them laughed.
But when he smiled, his voice disappeared.
At that time, they all thought that after returning from the border, life would definitely get better.
But they never expected that everything would happen so quickly.
What's more, he didn't expect that Lu Feng and Ji Xueyu Yunlanshan said goodbye that night, and they didn't see each other for so long.
And since they returned from the border, countless people have sacrificed their lives while searching for Ji Xueyu, and countless brothers have shed countless blood.
In order to protect Xueyu, Lu Guangming and other guards lost thirty-six people.
Lu Feng always remembered the thirty-six tombstones in Yunlan Mountain.
Later, in the Western Region War, countless Fengxuan soldiers were killed and their blood covered the battlefield.
They really paid too much.
But none of them regretted it.
They just think that the final result will be what they want.
This is enough.
But now, facing the mysterious and powerful warrior restricted area, Long Haoxuan was confused.
Even Lu Feng wasn't completely sure, so what could Long Haoxuan do?
"Thank you for your hard work along the way."
Lu Feng glanced at Long Haoxuan, and his nose suddenly felt sore.
Not to mention Liu Wanguan, Lu Kaicheng and the others, they have almost watched Lu Feng grow up and have always been loyal to Lu Feng.
As for Long Haoxuan and Liu Yingze, they could have been a carefree rich second generation.
They will never be able to squander all the money in their family in two lifetimes.