Am I the only one who didn't ascend?

When he met Han Guming, Wang Luo still felt a sense of intimacy in his heart.

Whether it was the story the old man told when he visited Meiyuan late at night, or the interview that Han Wu, the leader of his followers, came to conduct an interview later. In Wang Luo's view, those are all good intentions released by the other party, so of course, they should respond in good faith at this time.

"Governor Han, good afternoon."

After bowing his hands, Wang Luo found that the other party's expression was quite complicated, as if he had not seen him for several days and he looked unfamiliar.

"Master Wangshan...you, um..."

However, the old man hesitated several times, but finally shook his head helplessly and turned his gaze to Han Ying next to Wang Luo.

"Ying... Yingying, please, uh, remember, um, in short, entertain Master Wang Shan well."

It was only half a sentence, but the tone of the words was stiff and embarrassing to the extreme. It seems that this is not a kind father exhorting his beloved daughter, but a kind daughter exhorting her beloved father.

Fortunately, there were no other people around at this time, and the three of them had magic to isolate themselves from the outside world when they were talking, so the embarrassing scene could only be digested internally.

But Han Ying was still infected by this embarrassment. She was at a loss for a moment. She held Wang Luo's hand and began to subconsciously increase the pressure until Wang Luo, whose natural Tao body had returned to perfection, felt some pain in his hand. She suddenly said: "I, I know...Dad."

"Ahem!"

The word "father" caused Han Guming's energy and blood to become a little confused, and he couldn't help but cough.

It took some time for Han Guming to calm down, turned his back and said, "I still have something to do, you can go and do your own business."

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After bidding farewell to Han Guming, Wang Luo asked a puzzled question: "Isn't this the first time you have met in this manner? Why do you act so awkwardly like a mirage?"

Han Ying sighed: "Because we met before, we knew that we were acting, but the day before yesterday...after we left Lingshan, I explained my true situation to him."

"You said it?" Wang Luo couldn't help but be surprised.

"Yes, I have told you everything, including the dilemma that I am now unable to return to the Amyrlin, and my mind and temperament are constantly merging with Han Ying... From the perspective of the ruler of the country, this not only puts me in unprecedented risks, but also puts me in an unprecedented risk. My centuries-old layout in Rong City was ruined. After that, I could no longer legitimately reduce the power of the Han family here. However, it would be disrespectful to him to continue to hide the troubles I caused. ”

Wang Luo asked: "Has Han Guming accepted it?"

Han Ying's face darkened, but it was not because of worry, but because of double self-blame: "Yes, he accepted it... just like he has always accepted my step-by-step reduction of vassalage in the past hundred years. Even because of my mistakes , the most precious time he spent with his daughter was wasted, and he still didn't complain. However, after all this was revealed, it was difficult for us to get along with each other in the original way. We all needed it. Time to adapt.”

"I can accept this calmly." Wang Luo said thoughtfully: "No wonder you chose to open up wasteland in Rongcheng."

Han Ying shook her head: "It's not because of the Han family that I chose Rong City. This city has been used as a desert city since 1,200 years ago, supporting the boundary of the Immortal Alliance. But it is indeed because of the Han family that I arrived a hundred years earlier than expected. At the same time, it is also because the head of the Han family is Han Guming that I dare to use the pioneering as an opportunity to implement the strategy of reducing the vassal state, because even in a few hundred years, there may not be anyone in the Han family who is willing to cooperate with me. The head of the house. Forget it, let’s not talk about this. The banquet will start at one o’clock in the afternoon, so we need to hurry up and get ready. "

Wang Luo was surprised: "Make up?"

"You're not going to greet the special envoy in your current appearance, are you?"

"What's wrong?" Wang Luo asked, "Yunshang Suyi, the iconic Lingshan costume, is simple and beautiful. It can also show the natural beauty of my innate Taoist body to the maximum extent..."

"You also wore this outfit when you were working on Xiangshan Road!"

Wang Luo said: "In my opinion, the diners on Xiangshan Road and the special envoys of the Immortal Alliance are nothing more than ordinary beings in the mortal world."

Han Ying said angrily: "That's enough! Don't be stubborn! Listen to me! Go change clothes, put on makeup, and then accompany me to complete today's procedures in a serious manner!"

Wang Luo shrugged: "Since you insist so much..."

Han Ying sighed: "You and the Lord really...have to make me fall out every time before you are willing to obey."

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On one side of the welcome lobby, there are a number of independent small rooms, most of which are used as VIP lounges to provide private meetings. A few are used as places for guests to touch up their makeup and change clothes. Now Wang Luo and Han Ying occupy one of them, surrounded by more than a dozen professionals employed by the Governor's Mansion, constantly discussing clothing and makeup plans.

While Wang Luo closed his eyes and allowed himself to be manipulated, he also listened to Han Ying's secret voice transmission, explaining to him what to pay attention to at the welcome banquet.

"The special envoy visiting this time is led by General Huang from Molin. The attitude of the Molin people towards desolation is the most extreme among the hundred countries of the Immortal Alliance, so they will inevitably treat you, who has been resurrected from the dead. Ancient monks are naturally hostile..."

Hearing this, Wang Luo couldn't help but wonder: "I heard Shi Yue mention that the Molin people are particularly enthusiastic about the heritage of the old world."

"Yes, Mo Lin's agents have been traveling among the hundreds of countries of the Immortal Alliance all year round. They do not hesitate to collect the heritage of the old world by means of plunder and robbery... and then bring it back to Longshou Mountain for unified destruction. If you did not wake up in Zhuwangling Mountain, but woke up in Mo Most of the areas in Lin have been burned to ashes by the fire at the foot of Longshou Mountain."

Wang Luo thought for a moment and asked, "Are you planning to throw a cup at the banquet as a sign of honor when you invite this kind of person to lead a team?"

Han Ying sighed: "Don't be kidding. This time Rongcheng opens up the wasteland, our nearest ally is Yue Yang, but our most powerful ally is Mo Lin. When it comes to fighting against desolation, their performance for thousands of years can be called selfless."

"Then you want to tell me to be patient and give in when encountering provocation from the Mo Lin people?"

"No, on the contrary, if they take the initiative to make provocations at the meeting - which is almost inevitable with their usual style - remember to hit them head-on, and the more painful the blow, the better."

Wang Luoqi said: "Won't they become angry from shame?"

"On the contrary, the Molin people highly admire the saying 'the strong speak with their fists'. They believe that a hearty battle can reveal a person's true nature. Whether he is civilized or desolate, an ally or an enemy, all can be revealed in the battle. Get the answer. If you can defeat them, the Mo Lin people will become your most steadfast friends. The Lord back then, and later me, as a remnant of Gen Hongmiaozheng, used the same method. It was recognized by the people of Molin.”

After a pause, Han Ying added: "The only problem is that the Molin people have very strong actual combat capabilities."

"So you want to tell me not to let go of sex and lose my life?"

"...Your confidence leaves me speechless!"