Chapter 50: The Shroud of Horse Leather

Mission, Han Xian knows what this word means. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info recruits are also easy to understand, and the invisibility in their hearts is always heavy. Now my mind is all about this so-called recruit mission.

Because I don't know what it is, it's crazy to guess. Obviously, all this was in vain.

Because of this task, the inflated belief did not disappear too quickly. Even the cool wind can't blow away the hot faith.

Han Xian was taken out of the house by Guan Hanning. Looking at the clouds in front of the door, I secretly swore that I am a phaseless army, and a legend is a legend, even if it is a recruit mission, I must complete it best, and I can't ruin my reputation.' It can be said that the concept of Wuxiang is deeply ingrained in Han Xian's mind.

And the person who planted it all is still whispering in the house.

Han Xian waited for a long time, not because he didn't want to leave. Instead, Hanning asked him to wait outside the door. What's more, the recruit mission has not yet been issued.

At this time, Han Xian's patience was long-lasting, and he wanted to listen to the sound in the room, but no matter how high his ears were, he couldn't hear a trace of sound in the room. Is it another immortal method? This is the only way to explain it.

Finally, the people inside finished talking and came out.

Han Xian looked at Wu Jitang eagerly.

Wu Jitang's smile was still as bright as that. Maybe it was Han Xian's face that gave such a smile.

"Why, what are you doing standing here, standing guard for your eldest brother, standing guard won't give you wine. ”

Han Xian's face flushed, and he muttered in his heart, "It's not that you don't know, it was the eldest brother who asked me to stand here and wait for the arrangement, and he also used wine to mock me" The words and habits in his heart were hidden in his heart, and he could only stand with a red face when he was speechless.

"Alright, let's go. Wu Jitang said with a smile.

Han Xian was unmoved, but his face turned redder.

"Look, it's a shame that you didn't drink alcohol today, otherwise your face would be even redder, and you'd go. Recruit, I'm sending you a mission. Wu Jitang likes this kind of ridicule very much, and others dare not refute it.

Han Xian scolded Wu Jitang a hundred times in his heart, why didn't he say it earlier, it's fun to laugh at me, right? I didn't dare to say anything, so I could only curse behind Wu Jitang's back with a red face.

The road ahead is unknown, because it has not been. Han Xian became more and more eager for the new task, and he hoped more and more that he could complete it well.

In fact, Shangwu's place is a lot unknown to Han Xian, it is too short, and the gap is too big.

Everything around is fresh, although most of them are white tents, but the flags fluttering around the white tents change from time to time.

Something new appeared, something I had seen, and from a distance, it was black. Can think of what it is. I guessed in my heart that Wu Jitang must be very happy.

Han Xian thought right, if it weren't for taking care of Han Xian's emotions, Wu Jitang couldn't wait to hum a little song.

I had seen it, because the black was completely in front of me, and those were the people who followed him before he set out for the battle. Why did you come here, did the new mission have anything to do with it?

Han Xian thought right again, and he would cooperate with them to complete this new task.

In front of this group of recruits, there was also this person, and Han Xian could hear the roar of that person from a long distance. As for what to say, Han Xian understood it, but he didn't have to make up what it meant.

The man in black armor sensed that someone was approaching, and saw Wu Jitang's handsome face clearly. The originally arrogant expression was like a spring breeze and rain, and the smile immediately occupied the old face.

After a trot, he came to Wu Jitang, and said respectfully: "Brother Wu, what is the so-called matter of me." ”

Wu Jitang didn't look at him, looked at the recruits who were quietly looking in the distance and said, "Brother, it's hard to train recruits." ”

The man hurriedly said, "Brother Wu, isn't this contributing to the Divine Court." ”

Wu Jitang smiled, then said, "Brother, this assembly is going to that place."

Maybe that place was too sinful for anyone to talk about.

The man nodded and said, "Yes, let them see the blood, or they will be sent to death at that time." "When I say this, I wonder in my heart, what are you here for, is there something that I want to get tired of?

Wu Jitang nodded, pretending to be profound.

What the two of them said did not hide Han Xian's meaning, and every word was in their ears. See blood, send to death. Han Xian felt that the blood in his heart was burning. I really hope that it is something I can do.

The master also wants to speak, and Wu Jitang should explain his intentions: "Brother, I have something to ask your brother for help." ”

The man was even more questioning, was it really as he thought in his heart? Fortunately, the question was about to be revealed, and he hurriedly said respectfully: "Brother Wu, please speak." ”

"I want my brother behind me to go to that place with you. Wu Jitang said calmly.

The man's gaze looked at Han Xian suspiciously, does anyone need to go to that place? What is he going for? And there is no reason to shirk now, even if there is a reason, he will not dare to shirk. Because in his impression, Wuxiang is rarely reasonable.

"Everything is arranged by Brother Wu. There was no confusion in his tone.

Wu Jitang nodded: "Brother, don't think about it, you don't need to take care of my brother to just be a recruit under you, Wu Jitang is sincere in what he says, but it is really difficult for those who listen to it to understand this sincerity."

The man hurriedly said he didn't dare. Wu Jitang completed his task, and left without knowing how to explain to that person, and not daring to say goodbye to Han Xian.

Han Xian looked at the back, and really felt that Wu Jitang had a bit of a superior feeling.

People who are new to joining are always curious. Especially his dress, which is so different from his own. And the dress seems to be much stronger than his own. The whisper did not give up because the man was in front.

The man shook his head, as if he knew the embarrassment of the group after a while.

"Let's go. The man's voice was so powerful that he turned on his horse and trotted forward.

At this moment, Han Xian sensed the long-lost aura again, because he found a trace of kindness in this group of people. The bigger reason is that in the morning I am a chicken cub in a flock of cranes. And Dusk's identity has changed, and he has become a crane in the flock of chickens. Even if it's not a crane, it should be an old chicken.

Even if the advance at this time is on foot. But my head is also held high, and I keep silently thinking in my heart that I am not a member of the army. How can you easily get in touch with them? Because of this, no matter how enthusiastic the cough next to him was, he didn't react at all.

The black wall reappeared. Where to go, where to go, and where to go? The team stopped.

Without staying too long, Han Xian passed under the gaze of the gate soldiers, and the gate opened a small opening for them. The guards were wondering why this man was here now.

If that armor could be covered, Han Xian really wanted to hide his face inside. But the superfluous gestures at this point will only attract more ridicule.

A hint of sweetness began to appear in the air, and although the group had not been on the station, most of them had tasted the killing and were all too familiar with the smell.

I don't know when the voices that shouldn't have disappeared. Han Xian could detect the sound of breathing, the sound of solemn breathing. Han Xian didn't think he was intimidated by this fishy sweetness, so he didn't hear the sound of his own breathing, and all that existed in his mind was the pounding heartbeat.

Han Xian knew where he was going, although he didn't dare to think about it, but the answer in his heart was irrefutable. It is the land of sinful flesh and blood, and I don't know why I came here or what I came to do.

As we got closer, the smell in the air became stronger. Some of the people in the group were already turning pale. And Han Xian is no better.

The thought in my heart was confirmed. I have to taste it again, it seems like that.

The red color of that place did not dissipate, and it was still entrenched in the air. The afterglow emitted by the sun's afterglow made that place a little weird, Han Xian didn't want to get close in his heart, but the insistence of his footsteps was irresistible.

The gaze could touch the shell, and the team became sparse. A deep voice sounded in my ears: "If you can't keep up, you don't have to go back, just stay here." ”

How those cowardly people want to stay here, in the unwilling, all they can do is not want to, not to see. The consequences of not looking at it were even more terrifying, not only in his mind, but also in the temporary furrow under his feet to tie him down, and his hands and face were intimately close to the bloodstains.

Howling, madness. It's colder than hot. His eyes were full of ruins, and he felt that his blood was sneaking away. Vomiting is the lightest. The only warmth now was the maniacal howl of the man on the horse: "Look, this is your task, to separate them and pile them apart, no matter what kind of armor he wears, there is no half of blasphemy, and the offender will die." ”

How dare these chickens have the courage to blaspheme, and now they stand firm and think it's a gift from God.

Han Xian tried hard to control himself, thinking, now he can't do it. I can't think about my own armor, and as for whether I can do it or not, I can only rely on instinctive arrogance.

It was clear that no one wanted to do it, and immediately the man seemed to know that was going to happen. looked at it calmly, without showing half of the anxiety. Maybe it's giving them time to react.

The heartbeat continued, and the numb Han first sensed his presence. No matter how much his hands were trembling, at least he stretched out. Dragged something that wasn't complete, vomited and was nothing.

The forerunners lead those who don't want to be touched, because no one here has a choice.

Cold is infectious, and the moment Han Xian's fingers touched it, the cold sweat all over his body showed signs of freezing. And there is no possibility of retracting the outstretched hand. Temperature is only found in strength.

"Get me moving, a team of two, no dragging, no one is allowed to blasphemy. The man roared as the ice melted.

Han Xian didn't know why he was so obedient at this time, and he didn't know who his partner was. It was as if the soul had been briefly forgotten by itself.

Maybe it's best to have no thoughts at this time.

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