Liu Zhengyang said slowly, while silently observing Jiang Yuan's reaction.

He had already prepared a big speech in his stomach.

As long as Jiang Yuan dares to object, he will immediately let Jiang Yuan understand what a tongue is like.

However, what he had unexpectedly expected was that when Jiang Yuan heard Liu Zhengyang say he was leaving, his eyes lit up. He looked like an old lemon suddenly proposed to marry by the three thousand most beautiful women in the world, and it was like he accidentally discovered an ancient tomb full of gold bricks while walking.

He quickly stood up, breathing rapidly, his face turned red and said, "Liu Zhengyang, are you really going to leave?"

"Of course." Liu Zhengyang nodded and admitted, then looked at Jiang Yuan with a strange look on his face and said, "But I don't understand, what are you excited about? Although I know you don't want to stay in such a place, if you are so excited, aren't you afraid that the Palace Master will settle the score with you?"

"Leaving is the safest thing." Jiang Yuan replied: "Otherwise, God will know if we will be asked by the Palace Master to go into battle when a real battle is really a big fight. It's not a big problem for you to go into battle, but I, who have little arms and legs, will definitely not be able to come back after I go into battle."

Liu Zhengyang was stunned and couldn't help but laugh.

He already knew what situation Jiang Yuan was facing.

As Jiang Yuan himself said, he should be the weakest person in the military camp, and it would be very dangerous to take action.

But if he wants to hide or refuse to fight, he will definitely be executed by the palace master.

Otherwise, there will definitely be a second, third, and even countless people who are afraid of death.

The team dispersed.

Compared to being executed on the spot, it is definitely one in billions of chance of survival when participating in the war.

Liu Zhengyang shook his head with amazement and cried, and said, "I'm tired of it. Since the battlefield here does not require us to help, it's meaningless for us to stay. It's better to do something about yourself and improve your strength by the way."

"Then let's go and say goodbye to the palace master." Jiang Yuan urged.

Liu Zhengyang nodded, stood up and set off with Jiang Yuan and the demon cultivator of the tiger clan.

He certainly cannot leave without authorization.

Otherwise, it will become a deserter.

They walked into the hall master's room, and as soon as they walked in, they saw that the hall master was still torturing Wei Li.

He asked in surprise: "It's been two days. Lord of the Palace, have you still gained nothing? Is this guy Wei Li that difficult? He shouldn't be a person who is so persistent and can keep secrets for his companions, right?"

"It doesn't matter, I have time." The palace master said calmly: "Wei Li is willing to play, I can always stay with him to see when he can persevere. Seeing a strong man being tortured and unable to survive or die is a very pleasant thing in itself."

Liu Zhengyang felt ashamed, and then returned to the main topic: "Lord of the Palace, we are here to say goodbye."

Liu Zhengyang thought the palace master would be surprised.

But in fact, he was still indifferent, as if he had known that Liu Zhengyang would do this for a long time, and said, "I don't object to you if you want to leave, but I don't recommend you to leave, because it is true that you stay in this military camp."

"Really safe?" Liu Zhengyang didn't quite understand the palace master's meaning.
Chapter completed!