After they regret their whole lives, I will never die in the training ground

Huoyazi was about to slip back to report the news when someone shouted that he had been beaten and seriously injured. Then someone else shouted, "The rebels are coming!"

The wealthy businessmen almost had a heart attack after hearing this shout in the crowd.

The rebels in the eyes of the refugees were nothing but bandits in their eyes.

The shouts and flames coming from afar proved that the refugees were not lying.

"What's going on? Aren't the bandit troops still in Biancheng?" Biancheng is separated from Yangcheng by a city.

"Run away!"

When the first person stepped back, everyone else could not stand. That was the property they had worked hard for their entire lives.

Once people panicked, the team could not hold on, and many people fell behind.

"Boss, let's ride horses. It's faster." Huoyazi rode his horse to the front of the sedan and said anxiously.

The slogans of the rebels in the rear were deafening. They were the army of heaven. They would be wherever there was oppression and suffering.

They threatened that they would only punish those who were rich but unkind. If they found a wise leader and surrendered, they would not only not take a penny but would also protect their families.

But anyone who resists will be killed without mercy.

There were actually people who believed the rebels and turned back.

The camp was already in chaos, and some people were chasing us aggressively, but their speed was really not good enough.

Zhu Qingan held her arm tightly and said nervously, "I have no problem riding a horse."

She patted the back of Zhu Qing'an's hand to comfort him.

By now, Bai Qingge had finally figured out the cause of everything and waved to Huoyazi.

"Don't worry, they won't catch up."

"Ah?" Huoyazi turned his head and looked back again. With Bai Qingge's reminder, he finally found something wrong.

"Why do these rebels look like they haven't eaten? The weapons in their hands... aren't those tree forks?"

Bai Qingge leaned against the window and looked at the person chasing him from behind, who had used up his last bit of strength and gradually stopped.

Some people who believed the rebels' words discovered something was wrong halfway and hurriedly drove back, but they still managed to escape.

Bai Qingge became more certain of his thoughts. The rebels just robbed wherever they went.

In short, they have gained experience through robbing, so how could a true rebel army let such a large number of fat sheep get away?

"This is probably the best group among them. They first found an excuse to start a conflict, and then imitated the divine soldiers descending from the sky. With such a sudden attack, even if someone noticed something was wrong, they would have no choice but to follow the crowd and run away."

The rebel army was originally composed of refugees. Even if they were a group of pale and skinny men holding only sticks in their hands, they would not be suspected.

"You mean, they are just refugees disguised as bandits?"

"Disguise? Not entirely. They were right in saying that wherever there is oppression and suffering, there they are.

"Bandits, rebels, refugees, they could be any of a number of things."

Bai Qingge pulled down the curtains and ended the conversation.

"What's wrong? Why do you look so sad?" Bai Qingge rubbed Zhu Qing'an's face.

"sorry."

"Why are you apologizing?"

Zhu Qingan squinted his face and looked apologetic, "If I hadn't given them an excuse by giving them the cakes, this wouldn't have happened, and so many people wouldn't have died."

Bai Qingge gave Zhu Qing'an a hand hammer, and the latter covered his head in pain, looking confused.

"Don't worry too much. Even if you weren't here today, they would still cause trouble. A chaotic world cannot be stopped by one person.

"In the future, if you encounter problems that you can't solve, just stay away from them. If the sky falls, there are still tall people to hold it up."

Zhu Qingan showed hesitation on his face, "What if it can be solved?"

Bai Qingge raised his eyebrows slightly. Although he was young, he had a rather arrogant tone.

"My advice is, don't get involved."

"Why?" Zhu Qing'an became a little agitated.

"In this war, you have only seen suffering, but look at those princes, they are having a lot of fun, fighting each other, plundering and robbing.

“If someone forcibly ends this war, those princes will definitely hold a grudge against them.

“Even if you are the common ruler of the world and you can’t cause trouble to him for the time being, can’t you cause trouble to the people he cares about?

"Unless he is a very unlucky person with no family or friends, or he is a person who sacrifices his own family for the sake of the public.

"I don't deny his greatness, but Qing'an, whether you are born alone or lose your family and friends, you will definitely not be happy.

"As for me, I am a very selfish person. I just want to protect the safety of those around me.

"As for other things, if you dare to stand in front of me, I can't guarantee what I will do."

Zhu Qing'an heard the loneliness in Bai Qingge's words, which was something he had never heard before.

"Sister Qingge, were you alone before?"

Bai Qingge touched his chin and thought: "Well, that's about right."

Then the scene changed, and the mischievous little hand pinched Zhu Qingan's cheek again.

"But it's different now. I already have someone I care about."

Seeing Zhu Qing'an lowering his head with a red face, I felt helpless, so, you must help me.

Zhu Qing'an, this was the name I gave her on the first day they met. The meaning was so obvious and straightforward that even a husband could understand it.

So the person Sister Qingge cares about is her.

Zhu Qing'an felt her heart beating very violently in her chest, and the feeling of mutual understanding made her happy.

It would be better if there were less crying around. In a world where everyone can have enough food, there would definitely be no more fighting.

"Boss, someone wants to see you." Huoyazi said outside the sedan.

"Who?" Bai Qingge asked with half-closed eyes.

"That man said his name was Fang Cong'an."

"I don't know him. Don't disturb my sleep unless it's necessary." Do you know how valuable it is to have a sweet and soft pillow to hug while sleeping?

I didn’t want to rest before, but now I just want to sleep forever.

"He said that he has a secret book on cultivating immortality." Huoyazi deliberately lowered his voice.

When they were in Yangcheng, they had been looking for similar books, so it was not surprising that they were found out.

Bai Qingge jumped out of the bed. Although the land of gentleness is nice, one must not be greedy for it.

"Qing'an, you take a rest first, I'll be back soon." Without waiting for a reply, Bai Qingge hurriedly left with Huoyazi.

"Immortal magic?"

Everyone in the gang knew that Bai Qingge was collecting their magical skills.

But as someone who cannot go out, there are so many legends about Bai Qingge that the matter of collecting immortal arts does not attract her much attention.

But today, it seemed that Sister Qingge, who was rarely in a state of urgency, was so eager for the magic. She secretly took note of this.

No one knew at that moment that the beginning of the tragedy was when the thorns grew from this moment.