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Lin Xi sneered and walked past Xia Yuanqi with a hint of disgust, not even looking at him.
A piece of trash with a spermatozoic brain is not worth his time.
Zhao Yanran clenched her fists and watched Lin Xi walk up to her. She was about to speak, but unexpectedly she was pushed into the carriage.
Mei Jiao Niang's scream also pulled everyone back from their horror.
Watching Lin Xi's mouth raised slightly, he slowly climbed onto the carriage.
Everyone knows that this big drama has just begun.
In the carriage not far away, Du Lianxue, the eldest daughter of the Du family, the daughter of the Duke of Wei at that time and one of the four beauties of the imperial capital who was as famous as Zhao Yanran, covered her mouth in astonishment and said in confusion: "He is really... Dare to attack the Forbidden Army?"
"Does he not want his life?"
Du Zhongshu, Duke of Wei, sighed softly: "It seems that your Majesty has guessed right again."
Du Lianxue frowned when she heard this and said, "What do you mean you guessed it right again?"
"What your Majesty said is so spicy, can it be called guessing?"
After hearing this, Duke Wei slapped his thigh: "Yes, my son is right. What your Majesty said, how can it be called guessing!"
"That should be called a prophet who predicts the enemy beforehand!"
Du Lianxue pouted her lips and turned her head angrily: "Huh, old guy, do you regret it?"
"I regret not having a son!"
Seeing his precious daughter acting out of temper, Duke Wei suddenly smiled and said, "Oh, Dad, you are used to it, you are used to it."
"Dad doesn't mean that!"
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at the same time.
Lin Xi stepped into the carriage and said loudly: "Let's go back to the imperial capital."
"No!" the soldiers of Huwei Camp shouted in unison.
With a smile on his face, Xiao Zhan got on his horse and took the lead.
"Huwei camp, order!"
"Rumble~~~" the sound of horse hooves sounded.
The three thousand heavy cavalry are high-spirited and majestic.
…
In the carriage.
Lin Xi glanced at Zhao Yanran.
The beautiful girl was barefoot and huddled in the corner, lowering her head and biting her lower lip.
Lin Xi smiled slightly and turned to wink at the two maids.
The little maid immediately stood up and bowed Yingying, then helped Zhao Yanran and walked to another carriage.
The gauze curtain slowly fell, and Lin Xi sat by the window, picked up the teacup and took a sip.
The frame of the carriage shook slightly, and the eight sweaty horses roared, slowly moving their hooves, and drove towards the imperial capital.
at this time.
The old drunkard in tattered clothes and carrying a wine gourd climbed into the carriage, unceremoniously picked up the pastries and stuffed them into his mouth.
After finishing the meal, the old man wiped the residue from his mouth, glanced at Lin Xi with disgust, and said disdainfully: "Is this how I taught you to beat the heavy armored infantry?"
Lin Xi grinned after hearing this: "Doesn't this look heroic!"
"What a great opportunity. If I don't get some limelight, how can I be worthy of your careful teachings over the past few days?"
The old drunkard curled his lips, waved his hands quickly and said, "No, Master, please go out later. Don't tell anyone that I, Tie Wushuang, taught you. I can't afford to disgrace this person."
Lin Xi laughed after hearing this, bared her teeth the next second, and looked down at her arms.
The old drunkard sighed softly: "You brat, do you know it hurts now?"
"Carrying a heavy shield with one arm, using a fixed silver gun, what are you thinking? You are not afraid of breaking your arm."
Although the old man had a tough mouth, he still took out a white porcelain bottle from his arms and threw it away.
"Apply it yourself, and don't use force again within three days, otherwise your arm will be useless."
After saying that, the old drunkard opened the wine gourd with a smile, took a sip, gritted his teeth and said: "Beiliang's sword, Dingzhou's gun, Liangzhou's horse, Youzhou's bow, although these are all good things, they are worth a thousand pieces of gold." Good exchange.”
"But your Liangzhou swords are more than strong, but not tough enough. They are sharp weapons for fighting on the battlefield."
"The same goes for Dingzhou's Dingyin Gun."
"The Overlord Spear I taught you is extremely powerful. If you pair it with the Dingyin Spear, you are simply asking for death."
"unless…"
Halfway through his words, the old man suddenly stopped talking.
Lin Xi frowned, squinted her eyes and said, "Old guy, do you know if you don't speak half of your words, you won't have a butthole when you give birth to a child!"
The old drunkard narrowed his eyes and looked over with a slightly evil look.
"You brat, I never wanted to have a son in my life. Does it matter whether I have a butthole or not?"
The corner of Lin Xi's mouth trembled, and her face changed instantly. She raised her hand and stretched out two fingers and said: "Zui Xian Tower, two!"
The old man sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, looking slightly disdainful.
"Three, no more, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear any more!"
After hearing this, the old man narrowed his eyes and stretched out four fingers: "Four, not one less!"
Lin Xi raised her eyebrows and said softly: "Deal!"
After hearing this, the old drunkard immediately slapped his thigh: "It's going to be less!"
Lin Xi laughed: "Okay, let's talk quickly."
The old drunkard picked up the peanuts on the table, lay on his side on the soft couch, and crunched each bite.
"You should know that the grades of warriors and court officials in the world are exactly opposite."
"The first grade is the lowest, and the ninth grade is the highest."
"Below the eighth level, there's nothing much to say. It's just a step-by-step practice of practicing internal strength, moves, fighting against others, and accumulating experience."
"There are the most people of this kind in the world, and they can be said to be the mainstay."
"And crossing the seventh level into the eighth level is a hurdle. If you don't have talent, you won't be able to become an eighth level master in your lifetime."
After finishing speaking, the old drunkard took a sip of wine, glanced at Lin Xi, and smiled crookedly: "You are probably between the seventh and eighth grades."
Lin Xi was not discouraged after hearing this, but instead grinned: "Oh, I have only been practicing martial arts for a few days, and now I am already a seventh-level master. It seems that I am really talented."
The old drunkard's mouth trembled after hearing this.
I wanted to ridicule you, but I didn't expect to help others pretend to be an ×.
Even he was speechless when he thought of Lin Xi's martial arts talent.
With a sigh, the old man narrowed his eyes and said, "Don't be too proud, kid."
"I haven't finished speaking yet."
Lin Xi raised her eyebrows after hearing this, picked up the tea cup and took a sip, signaling for you to continue.
The old drunkard was so angry that he trembled and snorted: "You have a good talent, but there is no shortage of talented martial arts students in this world."
"There used to be people with extraordinary talents who could reach the seventh level within two or three years."
"But among them, it's not impossible that there are those who will stop at the seventh level throughout their lives and make no further progress."
Lin Xi was stunned after hearing this: "Huh? What do you mean?"
The old drunkard grinned: "As I said just now, it is a hurdle to enter the seventh level and the eighth level. What you need to cultivate is not internal strength, but martial arts."
"If you can't find your own way, you won't be able to enter the eighth level for the rest of your life."
Having said this, the old drunkard bared his teeth, picked up the wine gourd with a showy expression, put his fingers together, and flicked it.
There was a sound of "Wow~~~".
The crystal clear wine was pulled up along the fingertips, turning into a lifelike green snake, opening its mouth towards Lin Xi and roaring.
Seeing Lin Xi's dull expression, the old drunkard opened his mouth with a smile, and the green snake flew through the air and flowed down the river.
"Ah, tsk tsk tsk, what a wine!"
