A drunken cat who stole wine leaned on the door frame and muttered with a wine burp: "A few drama spirits, acting with bells and whistles." ”

Du Xuan chuckled and blamed: "Stealing wine and eating again." ”

"Na~"

"What?"

"Battle Report"

Du Xuan took the burlap paper roll in her hand with a puzzled expression, and there was still a trace of the smell of war on it. The paper is a little rough to the end, but it is unusually tough.

It is rare for the side of the battle report to have the coat of arms of Mikawa Castle printed on the side, and generally the battle reports on the front line will be printed with the coat of arms of the empire instead of the castles. There is only one exception, and that is when the private soldiers of the cities are fighting.

Sure enough, at the head of the battle report was the logo of the Shence Army, a private soldier directly belonging to Lu Zhen. The above is a rough record of the record of three battles and three victories of the Shence army in the past month, which greatly boosted the morale of the city.

But Du Xuan's gaze was firmly locked by a name at the end of the volume, the general who commanded the Shence Army was actually - Jiang Xue?!

Click!

The back of the chair on his side was crushed by him, although Jiang Xue was raised from the City Lord's Mansion, he had never studied literature and martial arts. In addition to deliberately avoiding the family that has a grudge against Jiang Valve, Lu Zhen also has the intention of pampering, and if he does not learn martial arts, he naturally does not have to set foot on the battlefield of war, with Lu Zhen's prestige in the army, it is enough to keep the old man.

However, at present, Jiang Xue was appointed as the commander of the Shence Army and went deep into the front line for hundreds of miles. A war report contaminated with the smell of war was delivered to him intentionally or unintentionally. The purpose is already obvious, Lu Zhen, an old thief, wants to force him into the game.

"Old thief..."

A pair of steel teeth creaked, but there was nothing to be done. No matter how you say it, Lu Zhen is also Jiang Xue's adoptive father, and he was raised before he was born, and the kindness of his nurturing must be repaid.

Even though I knew it was a game, I had to go through it. It's just that the plan to assist the Wei Mansion in opening up the trade route and Mu Wushuang's martial arts inheritance plan had to be suspended.

solemnly folded the battle report and carefully put it into his arms. Ruoyu, the drunken cat on the side, didn't know when he threw down the wine jug in his hand, and was holding a handful of melon seeds and sipping comfortably.

"Tsk~ The sour smell of love. ”

Du Xuan's old face turned red, for Jiang Xue, he was more of a relationship between brother and sister. The two relied on each other when they were young, and the canal was their home. We spent those difficult childhood years together, and those times were always simple, and I was happy because the weather was always fine. I also used to quarrel over whether to eat baked sweet potatoes or boiled sweet potatoes at night.

"Withhold your spiritual fluid. ”

"Cut ~ rare. ”

Ruoyu took out a handful of holy medicine and stuffed it into his mouth one by one like eating jelly beans, Du Xuan was shocked, and said in his heart Xu Qingqing must have been a thief. These noble families couldn't ask for holy medicines, but she stole so many of them.

Immediately, he snatched the holy medicine in Ruoyu's hand and pretended to scold: "The holy medicine is still very useful, how can it be so wasted." ”

Having said that, he changed hands and stuffed it into his arms and did a handful of things that filled his pockets.

"What do you know, the second sister said that this is called hunger marketing, and things are scarce and expensive, and if you give too much, it won't be fragrant. I can't ask for it, it's the most difficult to give up, it's itchy and unbearable, and the spirit stone is brought. ”

Du Xuan's face was black, if Xu Qingqing took out half of his money-hungry kung fu and put it on medical skills, he would now be famous in the empire at the least.

Ruoyu crossed Erlang's legs with an old god, and said babblingly: "Help my sister up, and my sister will accompany you." ”

Du Xuanyou was stunned for a moment, and asked blankly, "Where are you going with me?"

"The Demon Front, of course. ”

"Nonsense!"

"Na~" Ruoyu stood up with Du Xuan's arm by herself, pulled his arm and dangled it coquettishly: "Didn't you already know that your sister was not a human race." ”

Du Xuan was gloomy, this was what he had guessed and speculated, but now it was said by Ruoyu himself, but it was a different taste.

"My sister is a real demon. ”

Ruoyu is quirky, and a pair of playful eyes blink around. dragged out his own situation completely, without hiding it at all.

Du Xuan frowned, his expression complicated.

"Why?"

"This is a deal my sister made with the lord of the city. ”

"What deal?"

"I did one thing for him, and in return, he wouldn't kick me out of town and hide my identity for me. ”

"Old thief..."

I didn't think that Lu Zhen actually calculated here, Du Xuan suppressed the anger in his heart, and still asked calmly, "What's the matter?"

Ruoyu pulled up the hem of her skirt, turned around, stretched out a jade finger, spit out her cute tongue and laughed: "Secret." ”

The two of them simply packed their bags, mainly some bits and pieces of greedy things and their daughter's rouge outfits. And Du Xuan also became a walking backpack. Fortunately, there is also a black box containing the fragments of the jade saucer, which can relieve him of some of his burden.

After a while, the two of them were ready to go, and the strange thing was that this time Sister Ling'er knew that they were leaving, but she still kept her door closed, as if she had something on her mind, and seemed to be hiding from someone.

It was noon, and Ruoyu was boredly playing with the cherry red sword in his hand. Although it was only early spring, the courtyard where the three princes stayed was exceptionally hot.

Du Xuan knocked on the stone table in front of him for a while, as if he was beating Lu Zhen's old thief, and cursed him for falling down in the morning and falling into the pit at noon.

But without Lu Zhen's military orders and tokens, they couldn't find the Shence Army at all. The battlefield between the human race and the demon race stretches for thousands of miles, and the blind departure of the two is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

It wasn't until the sun set in the west that Lu Zhen's old thief came out with the old god pacing. You can see that he is refreshed and happy. Emperor Jing's personal imperial doctor was really extraordinary, and in just one day and one night, his perennial hidden illness was alleviated a lot.

Du Xuan coughed deliberately, and Lu Zhen, who had already taken a few steps past them, pretended to come back to his senses. Falsely shocked, he paced back and exclaimed, "Oh, Shizi, you see that this person is old, and his eyes are not good." The son of the world is not strange, he has seen the son of the world. ”

After saying that, he pretended to worship, Du Xuan hurriedly flashed, and he broke out in a cold sweat. Mo said that he was the lord of a city, and the name that he was Jiang Xue's father made him dare not accept this ceremony.

At this time, the old fox Mu Wushuang, who deliberately slowed down, slowly appeared at the end of the courtyard, only to see him flick his fingers. Du Xuan immediately fell down in front of Lu Zhen inexplicably.

Lu Zhen sighed, his face was shocked, but there was a hint of joy in the depths of his eyes.

"What does the prince mean?" the old thief hurriedly picked up Du Xuan and asked for warmth.

"Please... Please give me a token, I... I want to join the army..."

"This..."The old thief Lu Zhen looked embarrassed, pinching his long beard that didn't exist: "At present, the empire is in the process of employing people, and it is naturally a good thing for the prince to want to join the army, but you are the prince of the world, and you don't dare to make your own decisions at some point." ”

Du Xuan looked at his posture, his teeth itched, but it was not easy to attack. Coincidentally, his cheap master, Mu Wushuang, the prince of the empire, also happened to appear here.

He came at just the right time and place. As if he had carefully calculated, as soon as Lu Zhen finished saying this, he also 'happened' to turn his face sideways.

"Please... Please fulfill the Master..."

The old fox was very happy, and secretly said Little thief, you also have today. Then he pretended to ponder for a moment, and said doubtfully: "It's not that the teacher is unwilling, it's just that there is a shortage of holy medicine right now, and you still need to contribute, so you must know that the overall situation is the most important." ”

Du Xuan gritted his teeth and said, "Disciples can join the army and refine medicine at the same time. ”

"Weishi has just accepted more than ten disciples, and the chief disciple is about to leave, and these miscellaneous jade slips in Weishi's hands are from the hands of another 'master', this..."

"Brother... Disciple on behalf of the disciple..."

"The Wei family's business road has not yet been opened, the source of raw materials for holy medicine is difficult, and the spirit stone allocated by the empire is about to bottom out again.

"Disciple... will urge my sister. ”

"Alas, your sword is good. ”

"Old fox!"

"How?!"

"This is the disciple's filial piety to your old man..."

Mu Wushuang pushed away the iron sword handed over by Du Xuan, and scolded angrily: "The Thousand Autumn Plan is actually inferior to Nuan Yu Wen Xiang!" and then angrily flicked his sleeves and left.

Lu Zhen took out a brocade silk from his arms with a smile on his face, on which the rank and position had already been written. The attendant on the side hurriedly took out the pen and ink that had been prepared a long time ago.

"What army does the prince want to go to?"

Du Xuan looked at the three words of Shence Army that had been written on the brocade silk for a while, and Lu Zhen rarely showed a trace of embarrassment, and said with a smile: "Then go to Shence." ”

Immediately, with a stroke of the pen, the appointment letter of Du Xuan, the commander of the Shence Army, was completed.

Lu Zhen picked up the brocade silk and dried the ink on it, and handed it to Du Xuan with a smile on his face.

Du Xuan took the brocade silk with a dark face, and Ruoyu on the side smacked him softly, but he also pretended not to hear.

At this time, Lu Zhen was in a good mood, and he took three steps and two steps to catch up with Mu Wushuang. Joked: "What do you say the name of the child between the two of them?"

Mu Wushuang paused, and immediately accelerated his pace again, Lu Zhen hurriedly chased after him, shouting as he ran: "You say, how about calling Du Ziteng?"

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Outside the city of Sanchuan, in a small forest that has not yet been touched by the war.

Du Xuan, Ruoyu, Situ Jing, Yuan Ze, Bu Bo, Jian Nu, and the three princes looked at each other.

In addition, Mu Wushuang's newly recruited twelve disciples were on standby, plus the six dead soldiers of the three princes, a total of twenty-five people.

"Surprised?"

Mu Haoyun rode on a tall horse and looked at him with a spring breeze on his face.

Du Xuan had long expected that his cheap teacher would be the shopkeeper of this handshake, not only because he had not yet thoroughly digested the more than thirty Holy Rank exercises, but also because he was in urgent need of holy medicine right now, and he and his furnace could not get out of it. Moreover, this batch of newly recruited disciples still needs to be polished before they can be used for forging.

Therefore, Situ Jing and the twelve newcomers will definitely come, but Bu Bo will actually bend to the dignity of the king to come to help, which he did not expect, but I am afraid that the three princes have made a lot of efforts.

As for Yuan Ze, his origin is mysterious and unpredictable, and there is a problem between his soul and body. also revealed in a few words that he had sat in a daze for 10,000 years, which coincided with the time since the end of the Qingcheng era.

In other words, he is likely to be an orphan from the era of the ancient gods, otherwise it would not be possible to have such a strong vitality. It is also very likely that it is inextricably linked to his previous life, and it is not without purpose to sit for thousands of years, like a means in his previous life. Many things between the two have not yet been clarified, and it is still reasonable to follow him.

But why the three princes and the sword slave came, this is intriguing.

Mu Haoyun is the prince, even if he is squeezed out by the two in the imperial city, he will not let him go to the battlefield at will. If he died on the battlefield, it would be easy to say, but I was afraid that he would not die, and he had made good achievements, then it would be difficult to say where the imperial throne belonged.

But the sword slave was delirious and didn't have much personal emotion. At the same time, the origin of the ancient sword is extremely mysterious, and it seems to be a broken true god sword. So why did he come?

Looking at the somewhat damaged ancient sword that had been repaired, Du Xuan more or less guessed something. The ancient sword is incomplete, and it is difficult to maintain divinity, so he needs to use weapons to maintain weapons, and to restore to his current state, the third prince has fed him at least no less than ten mysterious weapons, and even one horcrux.

Therefore, the sword slave is likely to come for the sword, thinking of this, Du Xuan tied the iron sword on his back tightly, although this iron sword is not a treasure, but it is also a rare treasure.

According to the existing trajectories, the death battle between the Shence Army and the demons is just a surface. The true purpose hidden under it is unknown for the time being, but at least it will have a great impact on the situation of this battle, otherwise it is not worth sending a prince and a human king who is not much.

There seemed to be a providence in the dark, gathering several people together in an indescribable situation, and it seemed that someone was secretly deliberately stimulating the relationship between several people, which made Du Xuan feel an inexplicable chill, but he couldn't say anything was wrong.

"The protection fee is one thousand spirit stones per person, a total of twenty-five thousand spirit stones, Your Highness?"

Du Xuan grabbed the reins and looked at him with a normal expression.

Mu Haoyun was stunned, and then argued in an almost roaring voice: "I brought six people, the Futu Envoy and Long You were invited by me, Brother Yuan, he came voluntarily, and it can also be counted as my head." But why do you count the fifteen members of your sect on my head? And why do you count yourself as well? ”

"Because we are all here to protect Your Highness. ”

"You... You... I..."

Mu Haoyun was speechless, he had never seen such a brazen person.

He suddenly remembered the entrustment from Wei Yuanhou before leaving, don't owe him a favor if you can solve it with money, don't delay a favor if you can repay it on the spot, don't believe him, remember!

The depressed face of the third prince beckoned left and right and took out a wooden box, which contained twenty-five spirit extracts, worth two hundred and fifty thousand spirit stones. As Wei Yuanhou expected, twenty-five pieces were just enough.

Ruoyu also took the wooden box unceremoniously, and said with a smile: "Your Highness said no, but his body is very honest." ”

The third prince had a black line on his face, and he left with his horse, he was afraid that he would be charged other fees if he was slow for a moment. The six dead men then disappeared and hid in the shadows.

Du Xuan took the opportunity to snatch the wooden box, attracting a few fists from Ruoyu, and he turned his head without dodging or evading and handed the wooden box to Situ Jing.

"These are the treasures of the master, and each of you can keep five hundred, and then offer two hundred to the master. ”

"And what about the rest?"

"What do you say?"

Du Xuan patted his horse and walked to Yuan Ze's side and asked casually.

Situ Jing suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and a shrewd junior brother on the side immediately flattered: "Naturally, it is filial piety to senior brother." ”

Ruoyu nodded as if she was approving, with a teachable expression.

Situ Jing turned his head and glared at him viciously, and the man immediately looked flattering, took out a holy medicine from his arms and said with a smile: "This is the filial piety of the foolish brother to the senior sister." ”