In the early morning of the next day, Aming came to the military tent where Zheng Fan was.

Siniang has already risen, and is making hand-made noodles.

Seeing A Ming coming, Siniang asked:

"Have some food?"

"I'll eat a little bit of human blood."

"Okay, I can add it."

"Really?"

"Plus."

"Is it not so good? The Lord will have to eat later, right?"

"of course."

"That's better not to add it."

After adding it, the Lord ate it and gotta, not to mention the tail of the crane this time, I might have to repeat the grade.

Very diligent, mischievous.

For a while,

Zheng Fan came out,

When Uncle Zheng walked out of the tent, his knees trembled and he held his waist.

Upon seeing this, A Ming looked away, sat down, and looked at Siniang again.

Siniang shook his head slightly.

A Ming sighed helplessly.

all,

It's all in it.

Uncle Zheng also sat down next to him. He was already a sixth-rank martial artist, and at this time he really felt that the waist position was no longer his own.

"call……"

Reaching out to take a bowl of noodles from Siniang, Zheng Fan began to eat.

A Mingze said:

"Lord, he went to see the baby yesterday."

Zheng Fan nodded, but he didn't seem so surprised.

"I also had a fight with Sha Tuo Queshi. He can start the second rank like the Juggernaut."

Hearing these words, Zheng Fan reluctantly put the noodles in front of him, and suddenly felt that the noodles were not fragrant.

But how to say,

I also got used to it, and got used to being hit.

Of course, I have actually made progress in this life. Compared with the "Daddy Ma" and "Husband Sicong" in the previous life, there is no feeling.

At least in this life, I actually learned to be "jealous".

Because they can be measured by "distance" between each other, no matter how far they are, there is at least one concept.

"Sha Tuo Queshi is all right?" Zheng Fan asked.

"No problem, he didn't make a heavy move."

"Oh, it sounds sad."

This was the same emotion as the blind man last night, no matter what, before the Juggernaut recovered, Sha Tuo Queshi was considered the highest combat power of his own individual.

"Sure, you pack up, I'll go to Hetian Wujing to tell the individual."

"Okay, Lord."

After Zheng Fan left, Ah Ming took out the water bag, took a sip of blood, and said:

"It seems difficult this time."

Siniang nodded, and said, "Magic pill didn't move either."

"Ok."

Generally speaking, the easiest demon kings to be promoted are actually Siniang and Magic Maru.

One is the person in the room;

One is a son.

When the two of them are a little helpless now, the rest of the demon kings can only watch from the side first, even if they are in a hurry, there is no place to work hard.

Siniang cleaned up the pots and bowls, washed his hands with clean water, and said:

"When we return to the Snow Customs this time, let's get together and have a meeting."

Advanced on the Lord,

But this time the advancement of their demon kings is no longer as simple as who licks the other first.

"Coincidentally, the blind man said the same."

...

Zheng Fan went outside the handsome account, and walked into it after passing the pass.

Tian Wujing was sitting on the side of the couch, as if he had just gotten up and was wearing clothes.

"Lord, I will return to Xueguan at the end. This time, I would like to thank the lord for his cultivation."

For what Tian Wujing called him over, Zheng Fan knew that the biggest purpose was actually to see this round of "scenery" for himself;

As for the advancement, it can only be regarded as incidental.

It's a bit like a graduation ceremony between master and apprentice with the blood and corpses of 40,000 people;

At the same time, letting oneself go to order the killing of prisoners, of course, will make oneself on the "blacklist" of Chu people forever.

But it is undoubtedly equivalent to raising one's hand and declaring to the entire Jingnan army,

He Zheng Fan,

Can speak for King Jingnan.

Two lives as human beings,

Zheng Fan’s family in the previous life was not so harmonious.

But in this life, I really felt a feeling of being cared for by "brothers" in two people.

One is Sha Tuo Queshi, which originated from his gluttony during the march, and he also stubbed his head in the spirit of kowtow.

When Lao Sha was alive, he actually didn't get along with him for long. Whoever thought of it, after Lao Sha died, he became a constant companion.

The second one is Tian Wujing.

Tian Wujing was really tolerant to himself. Zheng Fan didn't conceal certain things, but Tian Wujing just treated it as if he hadn't seen it.

In fact, there is a tacit understanding between the two parties that both parties are accustomed to.

In fact, sometimes in "sage time",

Thoughts are easy to empty.

A top three rank powerhouse like Sword Saint Hetian Wujing can achieve extremely terrifying strength by opening the second rank in a short time.

Uncle Zheng can do too,

Like last night,

I entered the "land of saints" several times,

Order another cigarette that was re-supplied from the blind man,

My thoughts are misty,

Suddenly felt,

If Liang Cheng is allowed to fiddle with Sha Tuo Queshi in the future, let him become as normal as he was before his death, and let Tian Wujing take his godson and the big guy to live in seclusion in a beautiful place Not bad too.

But after getting up in the morning,

In addition to the strong soreness in the waist,

The moment the hand touches the armor,

I suddenly realized that

Dreams are dreams, and reality is reality after all.

Naturally, Tian Wujing didn't know where Zheng Fan's thoughts had drifted away, but only exhorted:

"This time I return to Xuexue Customs, it is justified to set up a party structure. For my subordinates, I need to operate more. Don't delegate all the powers, and don't be reluctant to delegate powers at all."

This is a warning.

Although, Uncle Zheng actually needs this kind of warning the last thing, because throughout the ages, it seems that no hero has had such a good team.

I don't want to say that each ability is strong, and he will not make his own reaction, because apart from the "making things" life of the seven demon kings, it seems that none of them really likes to sit in that chair.

But what the elders say to you is to care for you, and you can't be too long-winded.

"The teachings of the prince will definitely be remembered in my heart."

Tian Wujing nodded.

Then he said:

"Although the king said that in recent years, he is not going to attack the snowfield again, but you must not relax in matters on the snowfield. You can make your own decisions.

At the same time, you need to keep 10,000 cavalry at the customs, and you can always listen to and dispatch to Nanguan in Nanxia Town. This king judges that it is one thing that the Chu people dare not fight, but if the Chu people really want to fight..."

Speaking of which,

A calm smile appeared at the corner of Tian Wujing's mouth.

"I can help you replace this earl with a marquis."

"The prince, in fact, the general is not very concerned about these virtual titles. Just like you, the imperial court's disciplinary order is about to come down. Are you the prince or the prince? For the Jingnan Army, for the Eastern Expedition Army, for What is the difference between Dayan as a whole?"

Last night, Lao Tian fought against Sha Tuo Queshi, so he should have understood some of his little secrets.

Therefore, speaking, you can actually let go a little bit more.

Facing Zheng Fan’s "getting an inch",

Tian Wujing was not angry,

Instead, he asked:

"Zheng Fan."

"It will be at the end."

"Do your thing well, do what you should do."

"Yes, Lord!"

In fact, Zheng Fan felt that Tian Wujing must have something to say at the end but didn't say it in the end.

But since they don't want to say it, then forget it. Uncle Zheng doesn't have the kind of confidence to dare to ask the truth about King Jingnan.

Not far out of the handsome account, I saw Chen Yang waiting for him there.

Zheng Fan wants to move, and there is still a way to go through Wangjiang to Snow Customs. Chen Yang was arranged by Tian Wujing to help Zheng Fan **** the relocation team.

"Brother Zheng, can we go now?"

"It's been a long time for my brother to wait, let's go."

The team set off again. With the help of five thousand Jingnan army knights led by Chen Yang, the team's speed and order have been greatly improved.

If these migrating people are compared to a flock, then these knights are equivalent to shepherd dogs.

Of course, the so-called chief officials in Xinjiang are themselves for the emperor's herdsmen, and the word "herd" has long explained everything.

Zheng Fan didn't need to worry about the details of these migration teams. On the second day of the team's march, he was asked out by Chen Yang, and each took a hundred rides to a nearby forest to hunt.

Even if it was delayed for half a day, it was a simple matter for them to catch up with the team while riding lightly, but they could take a break as much as they wanted.

Due to the looting by wild people, the population of the aboriginal people in these places has been greatly reduced. Correspondingly, some animals in the mountains and forests have become more active. Even in the village where people go to the empty house, some wild animals can be seen occasionally. Shuttle among them.

The ravages and harms of war to the people are truly immeasurable.

However, Uncle Zheng didn't go too much "sadly", because in the final analysis, he was the group of people who had eaten the dividends of the war. He picked up his rice bowl to eat and put down his rice bowl to scold his mother.

Chen Yang shot and killed a deer,

Uncle Zheng shot a little white rabbit to death.

Subsequently,

Both of them released their guards for free activities,

Both of them sat down in front of a bonfire,

Several soldiers took their prey and went to the stream for cleaning.

"Brother Zheng, our prince is really good to you. I have followed the prince for more than ten years, and I can be regarded as an old man in the Jingnan army. To put it to the bottom of my heart, my brother, I am really jealous of you."

In the opening remarks, it must be to say good things first, make a foreshadowing, and everyone adapts to it before entering the main topic.

"The prince is really kind to me."

"Actually, the prince is very bitter, others don't know, but we know, I believe, you must know the old brother Zheng.

Zheng Fan nodded, and habitually took out the "Zhonghua" brand tin box from his arms.

At the same time, he took out a cigarette and handed it to Chen Yang.

In a conversation, if you want to take the initiative or interrupt the initiative of others, you have to learn to temporarily divert the topic in this way.

In fact, Zheng Fan knew what Chen Yang wanted to say to himself.

now,

The generals of the Zhenbei Army were quite safe.

Because Zhenbeihou, oh no, the current king of Zhenbei has completely put down his posture.

But the Jingnan Army is different.

To put it bluntly, in the past few years, the Jingnan army has fought half of the Jinan war, but then whether it is to fight Jin’s Gyeonggi, enter the snowfield or expel the savages, they are actually in Tianwu. Under the command of Mirror, the Jingnan Army was the main force.

What is arrogant soldiers?

This is the proud soldier!

In the atmosphere of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, or if Tian Wujing’s majesty failed to deter all generals,

This group of Jingnan army generals had already done something to help their boss "yellow robe".

Chen Yang put the cigarette in front of his nose, sniffed, and said:

"This thing hurts the lung lobes."

Those who practice martial arts and join the army naturally have their own understanding of these "herbal medicines".

Things like tobacco came from the West, and the first one was the country of Yan.

It’s just that the people of Yan are really “boring”,

He doesn't break up, doesn't smoke tobacco, isn't very masculine, and doesn't like golden lotus and slender waist.

Of course, if human nature does not control and intervene, it is an inevitable trend to enter into enjoyment and depravity, but if the emperor does not do anything to "be good at the top", it will naturally be impossible to talk about the prosperity of the next.

Zheng Fan silently lighted himself a cigarette with a fire fold.

Road:

"It's just to relieve the boredom."

Chen Yang didn't smoke, but he took the seemingly delicate cigarette into his arms, and then continued the previous topic:

"Actually, there was something wrong with the wife that day, and some of us knelt down in the Hou Mansion. Before you came, we were persuading the prince to raise troops.

The prince is worthy of the slightest bit of Dayan, but Dayan, from the court to the common people, has lost a lot of my prince! "

After all, the status is different,

In the past, I was just a garrison or city punctuality. Whether it was from the Zhenbei Army or the Jingnan Army, when they came to win over themselves, they would always pay attention to the "stop on time."

But now, I already have the qualifications for equal dialogue.

Not to mention playing cards at the poker table, but standing by and looking at it, no one will drive him away.

Therefore, these words become straightforward.

"Brother, in fact, what do you mean and what do you mean, I know all about it, so we'll be straight to the point."

If the prince says he wants to be emperor, he wants this world,

I am definitely the first one to stand up and support.

Maybe my qualifications are not as old as you, and the time to follow the prince is not as much as you, but if the prince becomes the emperor, my benefit will definitely be the greatest, don't you think? "

Chen Yang nodded, this is indeed impossible to refute.

Because even they know some news about the little prince.

"But who calls our prince, he doesn't want to turn back, so this is our prince, the most bitter place." Zheng Fan said with emotion.

"Yes, the prince doesn't want to reverse, and he won't."

"Then let's keep waiting, why bother in such a hurry?" Zheng Fan immediately took the initiative in the conversation as soon as he changed his conversation. "My brother, I will go to guard the snow customs this time. It won't take a few years. Up.

Brother, you, and Brother Ren Juan, they all have their own residences. The land of Sanjin has indeed been destroyed because of the many wars in the past few years, but it’s really good for a few years of rest and recuperation. The place where the Sanjin Knights were produced.

A few years later, our Jingnan Army will have stronger soldiers and stronger horses. When the time comes, we will be able to do things more calmly. "

Uncle Zheng still likes farming,

Ming Taizu's nine-character mantra of "building a city high, accumulating food, and becoming king slowly" has been practiced by Uncle Zheng.

Go ahead if you can,

A good person,

Luck is the least bad.

Chen Yang let out a sigh,

Road:

"I'm afraid that by then, the prince's mind will still not change."

At this time,

I don't know how to drop it,

Zheng Fan suddenly said something,

Make Chen Yang's eyes widen immediately;

Actually, Zheng Fan didn't know why he said this sentence. Maybe, it was just a flash of inspiration. Even he himself couldn't judge whether this sentence represented his own heart or not, or just a slippery mouth. Up.

That sentence is:

"We, don't you still have a little prince?"

...

In other places, the spring is already strong, and it has even stepped on to the rhythm of summer. However, because the Snow Customs is adjacent to the snowy field, the Spring Festival has just tasted such a taste.

The Juggernaut's bed was moved to the yard, and he needed to bask in the sun.

The Ke Clan, who was taken in by Zheng Fan before, was told to temporarily help take care of the Juggernaut after Zheng Fan left.

At this time, in the yard, Xue San was sitting on the eaves with three legs hanging down, shaking.

The Juggernaut lay leaning against the bed,

After receiving the letter from that woman, Juggernaut had a great initiative in his recovery.

Even if you can't restore your previous strength, you can no longer practice martial arts, but at least, you have to stand up.

I can't let the neighbors in the future tease her for finding a paralyzed man.

No, I just walked around the yard several times with the help of the Keshi with difficulty, and the sweaty Juggernaut had to sit down and rest.

Opposite the Juggernaut, sitting there is the Savage King.

His hands and feet were locked, and the locks were designed by Xue San himself.

The Juggernaut stretched out his hand and took a piece of persimmon cake, put it in his mouth, squeezed it slowly, and motioned to the Savage King;

"Come on?"

"okay."

The Savage King was not polite, and took a piece of dried persimmon in his hands. Because the shackles were a bit heavy, he simply knelt down on the ground and ate it.

"Virtue."

Juggernaut teased.

"Oh, sweet, delicious."

The Savage King seems to be habitually showing people this way.

In fact, the people here will no longer be deceived by this attitude, but how to put it, some personal habits, it is difficult to change in a short time, because it has almost become an instinct.

The Jin Kingdom Sword Saint and the Savage King sat so close in the courtyard,

This seems to be a difficult thing to imagine,

But it really happened.

It was the Juggernaut who offered to see the Savage King.

As for the request made by the Juggernaut, Xue San was naturally unconditionally satisfied, even if he was now a useless person.

Jin is gone,

The ambition of the Savage King is gone,

Due to the savages, many Jin people died, and most of the savages who entered the customs were killed. The few who survived are now working as laborers outside the snow customs, squeezed blood and sweat.

After eating the persimmon cake, the Savage King sat on the ground, licking the residue on the corner of his mouth with his tongue.

Road:

"I never thought you would want to see me again."

"What's wrong with seeing you?"

"Hey, I just think you, as a magnificent swordsman, shouldn't do such a thing."

"The sword saint is also a human being, a title given by the people of the rivers and lakes. Besides, where is the true saint in this world."

"Yes."

Let go of hatred,

With a smile and grudges,

It is naturally impossible,

The more people die, the less likely this beam will be untied.

Xue San looked at the sky from time to time, looked down at the situation below from time to time, and yawned from time to time. He was not interested in the communication between the two below.

The Savage King looked at the Juggernaut, as if he was admiring a famous sword. Even though the Savage King had been abolished at this time, the Savage King knew that the reason why he was defeated was largely due to the fact that it was located in front of the Xueguan The sword beheaded Gremu.

If Grim is still there, it is really hard to say whether this Sheng Lejun can hold the snow customs.

It's just that the most tormenting thing in the world is an "if", because if you have a good life, where is the "if" necessary?

"You are talking about you," the Savage King asked.

Lift me out of the dungeon, just sit there like this?

The Juggernaut seemed a little tired, and said:

"I can't kill you, so I don't know what to say is appropriate."

"You can kill me."

The Savage King looked up, looked at Xue San sitting on the eaves, and continued:

"They value you very much, so you can take a step back and make more promises for them to kill me. They shouldn't hesitate much."

"Ah."

The Juggernaut smiled.

"Don't believe it?" the Savage King asked.

The Juggernaut closed his eyes, then slowly shook his head, and said:

"I believe."

The Yanren Earl named Zheng Fan seemed to have more confidence in himself than himself.

He feels he can recover;

"We, those who can't urinate in a pot, talk to each other with open mouths, it's the smell of a sea of ​​blood, it's too heavy and choking."

"Indeed." Juggernaut agreed.

"But you take a look, the weather is really good today, and I have to thank you for letting me come out to see the sun, so are you really going to say anything?"

"I'm thinking."

"What do you think?"

"Think about what I should say to you. You have to say this in a way that makes you feel relieved, and you can't be too sensitive, so that you don't fall behind and be seen clearly."

Calling you to come is because I want to tease you and have fun, but I don't want to be too simple, but rather boring.

"Tsk, I really didn't think that you would have such an idea, it really doesn't look like the legendary Sword Saint Hall should be."

"Juggernaut... what should it look like?"

"A sword, as soon as the sword's edge comes out, and the head falls to the ground, it must be a bit immortal and not stained with dust."

"That's who I was before."

"Co-author, did you change?"

"If you change, people will change."

"Sword, I would rather bend than bend it."

"But the one who uses the sword has always been a human being, and the one who has left the sword is nothing."

The Savage King nodded thoughtfully and said:

"Teached, just as I lost my direct line of soldiers and horses, I am nothing."

The Juggernaut suddenly stretched out his hand to support the bed, sat up straight, and shouted:

"Ke girl, bring me the clothes that the surname Zheng prepared for me."

Keshi obeyed the order and walked over with several neatly folded sets of clothes.

The Juggernaut pointed at these clothes,

Road:

"I had a friend in Shenglecheng~lightnovelpub.net~ I took a son with me, and a mother-in-law on top. I heard that I was paralyzed, so I didn't dislike it, saying that I would take care of me for the rest of my life.

After three or two days, people are about to arrive.

Anyway, you are not an outsider, so please help me with the palms of my hands and choose a set of clothes. "

The Savage King opened his mouth,

Smiled and stopped again, smiled again after stopping, smiled and stopped,

The Savage King let out a long sigh,

Shackled hands poked his chest,

Slowly said:

"As expected to be a swordsman, this sword really hurts."

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That’s all tonight, good night, everyone, good dreams.