Does that old man really have thousands of capable men and strangers under his command?
Maybe it’s possible!
After all, a guy who can casually recruit a team of more than 10,000 people and make them charge into battle for him is not an ordinary person no matter how you look at it.
But, are Xiao Han and Chai Shao really afraid of these people? Then this is a bit ridiculous.
Not to mention, in the battle at the bottom of the valley, it is impossible to count how many people from the Yin Sect died.
Even if they were extremely lucky, two thousand people survived! In a situation where the snakes are leaderless, these street knights and ruthless warriors are just as ridiculous as clowns against the generals of the two dynasties.
As long as the two of them want to! Once the general's order is issued and the army comes, these two thousand people will instantly become homeless dogs. Escape will be a problem, let alone a threat.
We are full of wine and food, but it is not yet midnight.
Xiao Han, who was holding a chicken bone and picking his teeth carefully, originally wanted to toss Lao Sun and apply medicine on himself, but when he thought of the air-drying treatment Chai Shao said, he swallowed it with doubt.
After all, he was the one who was injured, and he wanted the wound to heal quickly more than anyone else. It was so uncomfortable to lie down all the time!
The night is long and I have no intention of sleeping...
Xiao Han couldn't sleep because he had just slept for two days and one night, and his eyes were turning blue.
While Yin Can couldn't sleep, it was Xiaodong who was instigated by some unscrupulous guy and went to the store in the middle of the night to kick in the door and torture him alive...
"It's so late at night, why are you so noisy? You're not allowed to sleep anymore, my guy has to go to work tomorrow!!!"
In Xiao Han's bedroom, Yin Can kicked the door open, and then sat heavily on the chair where Chai Shaocai had just sat, yawning profusely and saying nasty words!
On the bed, Xiao Han was still lying there, but the difference was that his butt was no longer exposed, but was covered with a quilt.
The cover of this quilt was also interesting. It was smooth from front to back, left and right, except for the bulge on his buttocks, which stuck there like a small hill, which made people have to pay attention.
"Eh? What are you..."
Sure enough, after Yin Can complained for a while, he accidentally saw the "hill" and stared at it with his eyes, unable to pull it out.
"Is it true? Are the rumors outside true? Have you really grown a tail?" He carefully poked the bulge of the quilt with his finger. Yin Can stopped dozing off and looked a little overjoyed.
"Fart!" Xiao Han rolled his eyes at Yin Can who was gloating about his misfortune, and cursed: "Beasts have tails on their butts, labor and management are humans! Humans!"
"Oh, you don't have a tail? Then it's... swollen?" Yin Can asked with a sneer.
"Ahem..."
This time, Xiao Han almost choked himself to death!
What kind of imagination does this bastard Yin Can have? If the wound could swell so high, would the person still be alive? He should have gone to see Tathagata Buddha a long time ago!
"Bah, bah, bah! Labor and management are doing well, this is a stool! Do you understand the stool?"
I'm not going to let this guy use his imagination anymore, because who knows what else he can guess! Xiao Han simply pulled open a corner of the quilt and let him see the stool inside, thus dispelling the curiosity of this curious baby.
Looking at the bench that was propped on Xiao Han's buttocks to help him support the quilt, Yin Can immediately showed a pity look: "Hey...it turns out to be a broken stool. I thought your wound was so swollen. What if If the swelling doesn’t subside in the future, wouldn’t it be much more convenient to go somewhere else? People will have to find a special place to sit, but you don’t have to, just bring your own bench!”
"Get out of here, uncle! A dog's mouth can't spit out ivory!" Xiao Han almost laughed at Yin Can's words. This guy's sarcastic skills are much better than Chai Shao's!
"Hahahaha, just kidding!" Yin Can laughed. After laughing, he asked seriously: "How was it? Is the injury serious?"
Xiao Han rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Nonsense, let you try with an arrow!"
When Yin Can heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched, as if he wanted to laugh, but he suppressed it: "You were hit by an arrow? Come on, let me see where the injury is?"
"Get out! Get out of there non-stop! How injured am I? Can you not know? You are mocking me now, right!" Xiao Han was angry. If he didn't have anything handy, he would have wanted to hit this bastard. My face is full of peach blossoms.
"Hey, what do you mean? Can't I care about you?"
Yin Can felt guilty after being stared at by Xiao Han, and did not dare to look at him again. There happened to be tea on the table next to him, so he quickly picked up the tea cup, trying to cover up his guilty conscience by drinking tea.
"Hey? Don't drink!" Xiao Han saw him drinking tea and shouted subconsciously.
"What are you doing? I can't even drink your cup of tea?!" Yin Can was stunned for a moment, but then he drank the tea in one gulp as if to retaliate. You won't let me drink it? I prefer to drink! I'm so mad at you!
"Nothing..." Seeing Yin Can drain the tea in one gulp, Xiao Han touched his nose and said in a strange voice: "I just want to tell you that someone has just used that cup!"
"Huh? Ugh..."
Yin Can was stunned for a moment. When he realized what he was doing, he immediately threw the cup to the ground like an electric shock. At the same time, he covered his throat and started retching.
When Xiao Han saw Yin Can's defeat, he was immediately overjoyed. At the same time, he did not forget to add insult to injury and said: "Pay for it! This is an authentic Ru kiln tea cup, one is worth at least a hundred guan!"
"Asshole, did your kiln produce a cup? Besides, which Ru kiln master's craftsmanship is worth a hundred guan?"
Yin Can, who almost vomited his dinner, propped up his chair and glared at Xiao Han fiercely, a hundred times? Why didn't he grab it?
I didn't even care about his mistake of not changing the tea cup. Instead, he asked him for the money for the tea cup. How could there be such hospitality in the world?
Xiao Han laughed happily, as if he would be particularly happy whenever he saw Yin Can deflated.
"Stop laughing! Who was here just now?" He wiped his lips a few more times, and then Yin Can felt a little less nauseous. He now wanted to know who the guy who kissed him indirectly was!
"What do you think?" Xiao Han didn't answer, but asked half-jokingly.
Unexpectedly, Yin Can frowned when he heard this, and then replied: "Chai Shao?"
"..."
The room suddenly became silent. Xiao Han didn't speak anymore. Yin Can looked up in confusion and saw him lying there, looking at himself with an extremely strange look. He then turned to look at the cup, and then at himself. …and the cycle begins over and over again.
"What happened to you today? Did you get hit by an arrow and hurt your brain?" Sensing something was wrong with Xiao Han, Yin Can couldn't care less and felt sick. He stretched out his right hand with concern, wanting to test Xiao Han's forehead.
"Get the hell out of here! Your brain is in your butt!"
Giving Yin Can a vicious look, Xiao Han slapped Yin Can's paws off, and then carefully moved his body into the bed.
After he leaned against the window sill and could no longer go in, he looked at him strangely and asked, "When did you start to take care of those things?"
Yin Can was confused by Xiao Han's sudden words and asked strangely: "What do you mean? How am I feeling better?"
Xiao Han continued to look at him, but his expression gradually changed from weird to sympathetic: "Ahem, don't worry! I don't discriminate against that relationship! I won't tell Princess Pingyang!"
"What? What? What on earth are you going to say?" Yin Can became more and more confused as he listened, looking at Xiao Han with confusion in his eyes.
However, Xiao Han regarded Yin Can's look as a cover-up.
He sighed old-fashionedly, slowly turned his head, looked at the bright snow outside the window, and recited: "In the past, Anling and Longyang were prosperous. The peach and plum blossoms were shining brightly..."
