Walking down from the warship and looking at the busy Longtou Port, Ma Xinbo was inexplicably stunned.

The crowds around were busy but not chaotic, and the air was filled with a hot vitality that he had never seen before.

In the ancient [Xuanwujing], people's fate seemed to be destined from birth. The descendants of powerful people are still powerful people, while the poor people will never turn over.

No matter how hard you try, you cannot change your destiny, so the people at the bottom will naturally not see this kind of uplifting vitality.

Although he didn't understand the logic behind this phenomenon, just one glance made Ma Xinbo feel that he fell in love with this place.

"Brother, is this Longtou Port?"

In a few days, Ma Xinbo had become familiar with the officers and soldiers on the ship and had already called each other brothers.

"Yes, this is Longtou Port. It was still a ruin a few months ago. Thanks to the relief provided by the Lord and Shang Dynasty, many victims were sent here to settle down."

He almost witnessed the recovery of Longtou Port all the way, and the first mate on the ship said with a proud smile.

"By the way, the fleet needs to provide supply and maintenance here for two days, then sail to Guanhe Port in the north of Yanhai County, and then cross the strait and send you to Liaozhou. You can first visit Longtou Port during this period."

Patting Ma Xinbo's shoulder, the first mate suddenly remembered something and his face turned solemn.

"By the way, there are many forbidden zones here. Don't break through the crowd. You are never merciless in such matters..."

Recalling the handsome boy who was not angry and arrogant, Ma Xinbo's heart trembled and nodded repeatedly.

Wu'anjun's reputation is so terrible...

Just when Ma Xinbo was trembling, the object of his fear was being licked by a kitten.

Zhao Yinshun: "Senior sister, stop licking, that tuft of hair is almost impossible to suppress now."

"I personally lick your hair, so I respect you. I advise you not to be rude!

"It's not bad! kuong~kuong~"

The little fragrant pig in his arms raised his neck proudly and hummed foolishly, not paying attention to Zhao Yinshun's dangerous eyes at all.

"Tell me the order and summon Yin Hanling to come and meet him."

"Abide by the order!"

The messenger standing beside him was leaving quickly. Not long after, a tall and toned woman with a hint of wild nature slowly walked over.

"See you, what's wrong with me?"

There was still a little awkwardness in his heart. Yin Hanling stood still after saluting respectfully, looking at the boy in front of him vigilantly.

He walked to Yin Hanling with an expressionless face. Zhao Yinshun looked straight into her eyes and slowly put the kitten on her head on the cover of her Tianling.

Yin Hanling: “…………”

Suck ~

Suck ~

Su Lingyi seamlessly connected, closed her eyes and licked her long black hair, gradually licking her hair.

You asked me to come here just to humiliate me!!!

With wide eyes, Yin Hanling stared at Zhao Yinshun in disbelief, with sadness and anger in Jingying's eyes.

However, the boy in white was unaware of anything and was very satisfied with his own troubles.

"If senior sister licks her head, you will show her true form. You are so big that it's enough for her to lick it for a long time."

“??!!!”

Do you want to listen to what you say?!

Are you a demon?!

The big watery eyes were wide open, and Yin Hanling was grinding his teeth secretly, but he dared not speak out.

It's so bad, I'm going to stare at you to death!!

When I saw this scene, Xiaoxiangzhu proudly raised her neck: "It's okay to be ungrateful! kuong~kuong~"

Yin Hanling: “…………”

In the future, my tribute must contain pork!!!

Without caring about Yin Hanling's grief and angry eyes, Zhao Yinshun waved his hand, turned around and left without any nostalgia, and walked into the study with the little fragrant pig in his arms.

Isolated from the noise outside, Zhao Yinshun spread out the newly drawn Shenli map while rubbing the little fragrant pig.

On the map, a straight line was like a knife that divided Shen Li from the middle line into two. In the north was the [Xuanwujing] army gradually stepped into the battlefield, and in the south were millions of Fusang troops.

The two sides of the royal capital mobilized millions of troops in the war. Even if the military strength of the entire Fusang Kingdom is not as strong as the tens of millions they claimed, there should still be five millions...

There was a light touch on the map with fingertips, and Zhao Yinshun frowned in confusion.

Judging from his brief contact during this period, the army of Fusang Kingdom was generally stronger than expected, while the army of [Xuanwujing] was weaker than expected, and once it increased and decreased, the gap between the two sides seemed particularly obvious.

strangeness?

Where did Fusang Kingdom get its national strength to cultivate such a large number of strong troops?!!
Chapter completed!