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Due to Northern Great General's blockade of information, not many people knew about Lin Hao's true strength. Most people even thought that Lin Hao was just hiding in the army to experience life's "King Expert," so even if the army publicized it, no one paid attention to it.    

    

Obscuing the truth was good news for Northern Great General.    

    

However, at this moment, there was something that gave Lieutenant Fengyan a headache. This matter did not come from the enemy, but from the inside, and even because of Lin Hao.    

    

"Yuwen Hu, are you really going to leave? Do you know that there are countless Talisman Original Texts in the army, and even three-star Talisman Core? Are you sure you want to leave so ruthlessly?"    

    

At this moment, Lieutenant Fengyan's headache was precisely because of this matter. A month's time had passed, and Lin Hao only treated it as returning home. Once Lin Hao left, how could Yuwen Hu stay behind?    

    

However, Wei Zhanlong was reluctant to leave. It wasn't easy for him to obtain a treasure, but now he had to run away in front of him. How could he bear to do that?    

    

However, no matter how much Wei Zhanlong blew at the bottom of the ocean, Yuwen Hu didn't move at all.    

    

He even turned his back around and faced Wei Zhanlong with his back that was as thick as a wall. He didn't show any mercy at all.    

    

In Yuwen Hu's opinion, he had come along with Lin Hao on the journey to join the army. Now that the war had been settled, there was nothing else for him to do. If Lin Hao wanted to leave, Yuwen Hu naturally would not stay.    

    

As for the Talisman Original Text and the Talisman Core that Lieutenant Fengyan promised, if it was in the past, Yuwen Hu would have already left them behind.    

    

But now, to Yuwen Hu, what was more important than his brother? Besides, the Talisman Original Text and the Talisman Core were not considered a good thing to Lin Hao.    

    

Wei Zhanlong looked at Lin Hao for help. Alright, in the end, he still couldn't avoid this boss. Wei Zhanlong now had a vague idea why Yuwen Hu was so loyal to Lin Hao.    

    

Nonsense, if he had such a big boss, he wouldn't even want the crystal, and he would have to rely on Lin Hao to not leave.    

    

"Master Lieutenant, this war is over. There is no benefit for me to stay any longer. My martial arts is profound. I still have important matters to attend to. I hope Lieutenant can forgive me."    

    

Lin Hao politely and heartlessly rejected Wei Zhanlong's request. A month's time was up. The Sect competition was about to begin, and it was necessary for him to participate in this competition. Therefore, Lin Hao naturally wouldn't stay any longer.    

    

"Ai, alright then. When the time comes, I will personally go to your Sect and bring your meritorious deeds with me. Even if it is the thing you requested, I will try my best to say more. At least, this is what General promised me."    

    

"Then thank General on my behalf. Big G, Xiao Bai, let's go back to the Sect! "    

    

Lin Hao smiled, turned around and left without any hesitation.    

    

Lin Hao and the other two men quickly disappeared from the center tent.    

    

In the end, what Lin Hao left behind at the border was only a peerless vicious name, as well as a legend passed down from generation to generation from the mouths of the remaining soldiers.    

    

Wei Zhanlong stood up and watched Lin Hao leave. He did not sit down for a long time, but the twitching corners of his mouth and the slightly moist eyes revealed the man's thoughts.    

    

Lin Hao left, just like how he came without a sound. He was like a hurried passerby who saw injustice on the way and left in a hurry after quelling the war. Everything seemed to go according to fate.    

    

However, Wei Zhanlong could imagine that when he saw Lin Hao again, Lin Hao would be an even more dazzling existence. Perhaps he could be considered lucky to have a relationship with Lin Hao.    

    

...    

    

Returning to the path he came from, the same snowy weather, and the same pure white world. The only difference was that Lin Hao had been here before.    

    

It was just like that poem.    

    

Zhao Ke Ma was a man with a beard, and Wu Gou Shuang was a man with snowy white hair.    

    

Its silver saddle was shining on the white horse, and it was galloping like a shooting star.    

    

Killing one person in ten steps, leaving no room for one thousand miles.    

    

After the matter was settled, he brushed his clothes and hid his identity.    

    

He had nothing better to do than drink from the Mausoleum of Trust. He took off his sword and crossed his legs in front of him.    

    

He ate Zhu Hai, held Shang, and advised Hou Ying.    

    

After three cups of wine, the five peaks were light.    

    

After seeing and hearing, emotions were born.    

    

Saving Zhao swing the golden hammer, Handan was the first to be shocked.    

    

Two strong men in a thousand years, He Daliang City.    

    

The fragrance of death, the pride of heroes in the world.    

    

Who would be able to read to you, sir? The White Head Taishang Mystic Scripture.