The next day, the morning light was slightly drunk.
Outside Gengxin City, the sand was still flying. The wind blew, and a few chubby tumbleweeds bounced past.
In the far east, the sun disk as big as a millstone rises slowly, reflecting everything around it orange and yellow. Even the towering dark city walls are reflected in brilliant colors.
"Xu Xi Lu Lu." In front of the city gate, the carriages and horses slowed down, neighing and pouring in like running water.
"Old Gao, have you noticed that there are more people entering the city today?" On the city wall, a guard glanced at his colleagues who were busy checking and shouting below him, and turned to look at his companions. They were in their 20s and 30s. rough face.
I haven’t married yet, and it’s all caused by the wind and sand.
"Don't call me Lao Gao, I'm only 21 years old! You are already calling me Lao Gao." The man who was called Lao Gao gritted his teeth and angrily criticized his companion. Then his weather-beaten face revealed an expression of admiration and said calmly: "What's all the fuss about? Yesterday The Golden Warriors broke through the 36-game winning streak in the arena, and when the news spreads, who among the people around would not want to come and see it?"
"In a few days, there will be more people." He said decisively. For someone of his youthful age, certain things were most exciting.
For example, which hookup shop in the city has the prettiest girls, and which place has someone asking for a fight tonight? It’s all a show that makes people’s blood boil with a dry knife in and a wet knife out.
I don’t want to! The wind blew, and the companion slightly raised his head at a 45-degree angle, his black hair dancing wildly, mixed with a few strands of white silk. He glanced sideways at the next door, with a sad color in his pupils. How can a single man like you understand that our wife and children are on the hot bed? He is more concerned about whether he can pick up money on the way home tonight, and he is worried about whether his wife will say: Damn it, I want it!
If you are over forty, you can't afford it, you can't afford it.
"My life is already tight, and I have no money to go to the arena to place bets. When I go home tonight, I will first find a reason to scold the kid for his studies, and then beat him up. My wife should feel pity and try her best to comfort her, forgetting my exist."
As he thought this way, his frown gradually relaxed.
I'm so witty!
"I am on duty today and cannot witness the battle of the Golden Warriors. Should I go to Goulan in the evening? Or go to Goulan?" The man surnamed Gao's eyes gradually became misty, "Only Miss Xiang'er's graceful dance can soothe my wounded heart."
"Go home later and tell your parents that there are a large number of people in the city today. We have to take turns patrolling at night. We won't go back to sleep."
I'm so witty!
Cars and horses converged and formed a line along the street, extending towards the direction of the arena. A few dispersed and stopped in front of shops and pubs. The originally wide street now seemed a bit narrow, and the noise was endless. .
"Will the Golden Warrior come today?" The arena hall was crowded and everyone was talking about it.
"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze, I want to place a bet! Gold-pressing warrior, gold-pressing warrior." The man's face was red and he was shaking his arms.
"37 consecutive wins? Are you kidding! I won in the arena." The neighbor looked at him with caring eyes. He heard the news last night and came over from a neighboring town overnight to make a fortune. 37 consecutive victories, unheard of for decades, whoever believes it is stupid.
That's how people are, they always like to be smart and don't believe in evil unless they hit the wall.
"General, do you think the Golden Warrior will come today?" In the corridor not far away, the man in green turned to look at the old man.
"How do I know? Why don't you go to the hotel and ask?" The old man looked at the crowded hall with twinkling eyes.
I think I can make a lot of money this time.
"How dare I?" The man in green said weakly, his expression stagnant. That was someone who was even inferior to the Bishop of Wuhun Palace, and no one from Wuhun Palace was seen looking for trouble today. If such a person is offended, who can protect him?
"That's alright!" The old man rolled his eyes, "The noble family officials who participated in the betting didn't send anyone to ask, so why should we get into trouble?"
As he spoke, he raised his white eyebrows slightly and said with a smile: "It's a good thing if you don't come, I will also save the 39th battle." After finishing the wine last night, he couldn't sleep all night while holding his wife in his arms. The images of his relatives flashed through his mind, and he sighed. Thousands.
After serving in the army for many years, he had never been able to accompany his wife, and he already felt guilty. Now he is making up for it. His children are in their prime, and his grandchildren are growing up. There are too many things he wants to accompany and witness, and he doesn't want to die just like that.
When I was young, I was ambitious and focused on all directions. Now that I am older, I realize how precious my family is.
"That's right." The man in green also smiled.
He had a gathering with all his brothers last night, and saw the general and his wife and children gathering together. His usually solemn face had a rare smile on his face, and he began to talk more. The loving look on his face when he hugged his grandson was still fresh in his memory.
Some things, when you really encounter them, you will find it difficult to let go and choose.
The general has changed a lot today. It would be great if the Golden Warriors could fight again after the gladiators arrived.
He thought so.
He has never forgotten the kindness of the general's teachings and protection.
Hotel front yard.
A two-meter-high pink and white wall with green bricks on the top surrounds the entire courtyard. Behind the rather wide door is a beautifully carved screen wall, with a vigorous Populus euphratica standing in the corners on both sides, its winding branches sticking out of the wall.
The dense leaves are golden yellow and swaying in the wind in the sun, which is very moving.
"Whoosh." A sound broke through the air from the center of the courtyard. Four white flying swords danced in the wind. One was as solid as jade, and the other three were as light as flowing waves. They sometimes sprinted and sometimes turned, as if they were alive. Ning Xiaotian danced with his fists and feet, and the fallen leaves fluttered lightly under his feet.
This is a new idea that he came up with after practicing Soul Power Condensation Sword recently and skillfully completing the first flying sword condensation practice.
Integrate the soul power sword with boxing skills and distraction control to form a new combat skill.
After masterfully condensing the first flying sword, he tried condensing the second and third flying swords, and the process went very smoothly. After all, his distraction control has reached the eighth level of perfection. Not to mention controlling two or three handles, he can even control six or seven handles. It just consumes a lot of soul power, and after there are too many flying swords, it takes a bit of mental power to control them.
When I first started dancing, I often crashed.
There is a difference between being able to fly and being able to perform acrobatics in the air.
"It's a pity that my soul power can't be integrated with the murderous aura. I feel a little uncomfortable." Ning Xiaotian stopped his movements, and the flying swords in the air were also controlled and lined up behind his head. He shook his head, frowning slightly, showing some helplessness.
After many attempts in recent days, he now has reason to believe that there is a rejection reaction between his soul power and murderous aura. The two can coexist, but cannot blend. He probably guessed that this was caused by the characteristics of Sun Moon Star Huilan.
How can such a gloomy and ferocious thing as murderous aura be able to enjoy life with my holy power of the sun, moon, and stars?
The lower Dantian, where dirt and evil people gather to eat and drink, is where they live.
Murderous Qi: MMP, will you bully me, the new baby?
(End of chapter)