"Nuo~~ Congratulations, Your Majesty!"
"Yeah!" The waiting time of dozens of seconds felt like more than ten days had passed in Yang Qian's place. What is meant by living like a year, now it is called living like a year.
"Hello, hello, is this your Majesty?"
"Ran Jing, it's me!"... There was silence on the other end, and a sound of sobbing could be heard.
Yang Qian's tone deepened and he scolded
"Why are you crying? As a soldier, you can only bleed but not cry. How did I teach you?"
"No, this is what your Majesty taught you." Ran Jing wiped his tears. After several months, he could finally hear your Majesty's voice. There is nothing more joyful than this news.
After being drafted, she learned that her father was going to join the army and might die on the battlefield. Ran Mingyue decided to join the army for her father. She was beautiful, but she used heavy makeup to make herself look like a man.
Because of her cleverness, she was supported by Junshang and taught many ways to survive. In her eyes, Junshang is a light in the darkness, always leading people to find the meaning of survival in a confused life.
"My master is here too. Let us go up anytime."
"Your Majesty, you can come up whenever you want. We are ready here. There are boulders under the hanging rope. Just transport it a few times per person."
"I hope it is 100% sure. The wind and snow are so strong now. You are more courageous than the wind and snow. Do you dare to come down in such weather? Are you really afraid that Lei Lei will die down there?"
"Don't worry, Your Majesty. Bian Lei is voluntary. I have told him that if he dies down there, our border army will take care of his family and we will never wrong them."
"Okay, he is a man, he has the character of our frontier army." Yang Gan thought for a while and said
"In this way, the wind and snow have been relatively heavy these days, but if it comes to peace, it will inevitably weaken at a certain time. When it weakens, I will come up again. After all, I have been down for so long, and it is not bad for these few days. It is the safest. It’s important, that’s it.”
"Wait!" Yang Qian, who was about to hang up the phone, frowned.
"What else?"
"Zhang Xiaoniang has been very drunk every day recently. She keeps saying things like, if you die, my life will be meaningless. I would like to ask your Majesty, if you want Zhang Xiaoniang to talk to you." Yang Qian didn't know. Why, my nose was a little sour, and I laughed suddenly.
"No need, tell her I'm safe and make her feel at ease. I'll have plenty of time when I get up there. Is Ge Zhao still here?"
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"Let him prepare some decoctions that are effective for broken bones and bruises."
"No!" Yang Gan breathed a sigh of relief after hanging up the phone. Cao Wushuang wondered
"Why don't you go up?" Yang Gan said worriedly, pointing to the wind and snow outside.
"Look outside, how big the wind and snow are. If you accidentally fall again, you don't have that many lives." Cao Wushuang said sarcastically.
"You still know how to cherish your life? Why don't you think about it when fighting or taking risks?" Yang Qian smiled and said his reason.
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"When two armies meet, the brave one wins. You are usually afraid of death, and you are also afraid of death when fighting. But sometimes, the more afraid you are of death, the faster you will die. The less afraid of death, the enemy will be afraid of you. That is winning and living. Way." Cao Wushuang also showed a smile and looked at Qing Qingdao.
"Master, you are right. Every word of this boy hits my heart, making me even want to love him or not." Qingqing nodded, obviously very much in agreement with what he said. The three of them are here, what should they do? We have done everything we should, and we have done everything we should not do. We have already expressed our feelings to each other long ago.
Of course, it was all about the sour smell of love. As for the rest, Yang Gan didn't say anything else. Since Qingqing was a socially fearful person, he was afraid of scaring her if he said too much.
Therefore, we need to consolidate every day. The more we consolidate, the more we will consolidate, and the people will be completely our own. When the time comes, the rice will be cooked, and when we get to our own territory, Qingqing will be completely our own.
Qingqing smiled
"Yang Gan is charming and beautiful, but he has the masculinity of a man, which makes people look at him with admiration." Yang Gan said unequivocally.
"Anyway, we'll leave as soon as the wind speed drops." Qingqing was stunned. To be honest, she knew she wanted to leave, but when she really wanted to leave, she was already far away from the crowd and had some plans.
The uncertainty about the future gave her a headache. She was a Qi practitioner, not a god. She would also be troubled by the things that troubled ordinary people.
Otherwise, why are there some Qi practitioners who are willing to act as disciples? They are just stronger than ordinary people, and they are still human in nature. Being human can not do without some necessary things. As for a small number of people, it is survivor bias and cannot be generalized.
"You guys go ahead and play. I'll pack these things and take them with me when I leave." Cao Wushuang was stunned and advised.
"Master, actually you don't need to take these things back. We have everything at home. Really, the things at home are better than those here." Qingqing said silently
"The things here are quite good, but I always feel like it's a pity to throw them away." Cao Wushuang wanted to say something more. Seeing this scene, Yang Gan motioned her not to say more, stood up, and helped Qingqing pack up, especially Some tools, tableware, and furs in the utility room.
These were made by two people with their own hands and feet, and everything is stained with their sweat and memories.
Seeing Yang Qian cleaning things up seriously, Qingqing suddenly started to worry about gains and losses. After Yang Qian put some things in order, he felt the gaze and raised his head and said
"What's wrong?" Qingqing shook her head, her face a little sad.
"Here, I am yours. Outside, many women are yours. Me, I'm afraid I can't be myself." The hands that were packing things were pulling at them randomly, as if they didn't know where to put them.
Yang Qian grabbed Qingqing's hand tightly and said.
"Don't worry, there's something wrong with me. I like my new love as well as my old love more. I won't like the new and dislike the old like others. I have a good appetite and I want them all!"
"If you want to be alone with me, that's no problem. When we have time, we can just stay together or go out for a cruise." Yang Gan pointed at Cao Wushuang and said
"Qingqing, don't worry. If you don't believe me, just ask her. People in her family are actually very easy to get along with. They are all family members. We must use the way family members get along with each other. Do you understand?"
"Home, family?" Qingqing was stunned, her nose suddenly sore, and she threw herself into his arms, sobbing continuously.
The title of No. 1 in the World is very resounding. Everyone who practices martial arts wants it, but the one who really gets it doesn't want it and doesn't think it's him.
She has never even had a few fights. Things that are precious to others, even precious to her life, are discarded like worn-out shoes to her.
Qingqing doesn't think there's anything great about being a qigong practitioner, nor does she think there's anything great about being born with divine power, nor does she think she's the best in the world. She just wants to be an ordinary person, and maybe she's just an ordinary person.
She has a more cheerful and carefree personality than ordinary people. If she likes something, she likes it, and if she doesn't like it, she doesn't like it. When she is unsure of her attention and faces unknown things, she will also be frightened.
Cao Wushuang wanted to say something else, but was stopped by Yang Qian's look. Comfort is not important, companionship and listening are sometimes more important than comfort.
After crying for a while, Yang Qian helped Qingqing up, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his fingers lovingly, and said.
"Don't cry. From today on, your happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy are all decided by me. I will love you three thousand times every day like a relative." Qingqing was stunned, as if she had forgotten to cry.
"Pfft" he laughed. Xiuquan hit Yang Gan twice.
"Well, okay, I will listen to you from now on!" Yang Qian covered his chest without showing any trace. The two blows just now almost gave him a heart attack, they were too violent.
Cao Wushuang pouted, why is this kid so good at talking today? Is it possible that the master is really more attractive than him?
But I’m not bad in appearance either.
"Hey, Yang Gan, you said such disgusting things to my master, why have I never heard you say it to me? No matter what, we still have that kind of relationship now." Yang Gan rolled his eyes at her and took out his arm. , clasped his fingers and said.
“打我，怼我，骂我，还给我泼冷水，揍了我好几次，我杨干曾经发过誓，做什么都可以，绝对不做舔狗！”曹无双不由恨的牙痒痒，那Isn't it that he deserves a beating? Even though Wu Anjun is very majestic and respected by everyone outside, at home, every time he is mean to others, he looks like a bitch.
Not to mention people like Zhang Yumeng, I looked like I had punched him twice. Qingqing patted her and said
"Shuangshuang, don't hit Yang Gan anymore. If you're not satisfied, hit me."
"Pfft~~~!" Cao Wushuang almost spurted blood. How could he do this? How could he mess around in the future?
With the support of his master, Yang Qian can really be lawless at home in the future. The corners of Yang Gan's mouth were slightly raised, revealing a crooked Dragon King smile.
"Look, Qingqing is so considerate and makes me happy. Women are made of water. Water is soft, and tolerance is great. They are compatible with each other. Do you have to be as gentle as water, so that I can say some nice words?" Seeing Yang Qian's shameless look, Cao Wushuang sneered again and again.
"Okay, okay, okay~~~ As you said, women are made of water."
"If I remember correctly, you agreed to let Krisna be your woman. She is also made of water? Is it molten iron? I see how you can confront her head-on." Yang Gan's face suddenly became unhappy. He felt that before I agreed as I promised, after all, there are still many years left, but in the blink of an eye, four or five years have passed.
Krisna has gone further and further down the road of not being a human being. Now, let alone her height, her body shape alone is enough to fight in WWE.
As for UFC? Don't think about it, she won't be allowed to participate at that weight. Yang Gan scratched his head. To be honest, Krisna is not his cup of tea. He likes graceful mature women, and he prefers lolita, especially lolita girls.
Due to Krisna's figure, Yang Gan lowered his head. Seeing the listless Yang Qian, Cao Wushuang smiled.
