"Captain Lu, it's you again, why are you here this time?"

Looking at the Dust in front of him, who looked tired and seemed to have never closed his eyes for several nights and was full of haggard faces, Chen Kang looked helpless.

Judging from the other party's current appearance, it doesn't seem like he is bringing good news to him.

After helping them perform the show, Chen Kang did not continue to wander outside but chose to return to Qianyun Palace. While consolidating his skills and sorting out what he learned, he was waiting for them to help restore their reputation.

As long as it is within the scope of Wanjian Villa, although people outside cannot enter, they can pass the message in. So after getting the message from Captain Lu, Chen Kang cleaned up a little and left Qianyun Palace.

After sending the message as Chen Kang gave, he waited outside for a long time but didn't see anyone, and he was a little suspicious. At this time, Captain Lu was about to turn around and leave.

Originally, Chen Kang told him that he had been waiting in Wanjian Villa for a while, but just now he searched around him and there was no one around him!

Wanjian Villa is now deserted and there is no sign of anyone living there. As a result, he turned around and was about to leave when he suddenly saw Chen Kang appear in front of him, and was really shocked.

This silent way of appearance is really shocking. He almost drew his sword just now!

However, the hidden skills of the owner of Manor Chen are good. Even a gold medal captain like him has been hidden. Isn’t it a bit unnecessary for him to come?

"Captain Lu, do you want to tell me that the matter has come to an end this time? You took down the Blood Clothing Sect?"

"No!" Shaking his head, Captain Lu said helplessly, "The matter is not over yet, and we have not fully recovered the reputation of the owner of Manor Chen for the time being. Master Chen, this is to inform Lord Chen to retreat south quickly!"

"Transition south?"

Chen Kang couldn't help but raise his head after a pause of his movements. He had done everything he shouldn't have done. These people were patting their chests and crying, and they just had to be bloody as the Alliance to guarantee him that he would help him restore his reputation.

But half a month has passed, and there is no progress in the matter. It seems that I want to let myself run away. Why? Are you planning to break the bridge across the river?

"Master Chen, it seems that such a big thing happened outside, you don't seem to know at all?"

Chen Kang was completely confused now, and Captain Lu immediately understood that the owner of Manor Chen had really left a certain level of home. It was almost messy outside, and he didn't know anything.

"Captain Lu, what happened outside?"

"Master Chen, not long ago, a million troops of Yan tribe in the northern border went south, and now they are almost at Qingyu Pass!"

"At this time, the Blood Clothing Sect suddenly launched an attack, and almost all of them were used. The entire Fangzhou was in chaos almost instantly. The court masters and the 150,000 Zhenbei Army who went south were almost restrained!"

Silently took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it to Chen Kang. Captain Lu couldn't help but sigh, his face full of complex expressions.

"Qingyu Pass? Wouldn't it be about to enter the hinterland of Fangzhou? How is this possible?"

How long has it been? It has only been half a month since I returned to Qianyun Palace. In less than a month, the Yan clan iron cavalry can kill to Qingyu Pass? Could it be that Zhenbei Army is made of paper?

Looking at the things in his hand, Chen Kang simply suspected that he had read a fake battle report, and the content on it was too incredible!

"Such a practice that is not worth the loss, since the Blood Clothing Sect can set up such a big situation, how could it suddenly make a fuss! Unless they are not here!"

After hearing what Captain Lu said, Chen Kang also understood that the reason why the Blood Clothing Sect wanted to launch such a big war and killing was probably for the sake of one person's success!

This is a world where force is supreme. Whoever has the biggest fist is qualified to speak. The top combat power determines the size of a force and determines their status.

For the Blood Clothing Sect, they don’t care no matter how many disciples died at the bottom, and those innocent people who have nothing to do with them will not care about them.

For them, as long as they succeed in the end, how important is the process?

The world is so cruel. There is no strong legal morality to restrict it here, but only the size of the fist.

As long as the top leader’s skills are enough to make the world tremble, no matter how excessive they do, who dares to say a little more?
Chapter completed!