Mu Xiyan's eyes widened, and he exclaimed: "Why don't they know you? Why don't you know them? Is it a matter of identity?"

Identity is a very mysterious thing, it can push you to heaven, and it can also make you fall into hell at one time.

When she was still Mu Xiyan, the daughter of the Fifth Army Commander, everyone would even smile with flattery when they saw her.

When she was driven out of Mujiazhuang by Mu Yiteng, everyone looked at her like seeing maggots surging in the watermelon, disgusting, spitting, and hating to be trampled to death.

From Jiang Danqiu's disclosure, she knew that Jiang Danqiu's background should not be bad. It's not bad, it's not bad, but there is a big difference in nature compared to a first-class family.

All the families have a common goal, which is to push the family to another level and develop it into a big family.

One of the things that is essential is to have a thorough understanding of the local family. As the saying goes, knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent will not be defeated in a hundred battles. There are so many competitors, if you don't even know the bottom of your opponent, isn't this a sure loss!

So what Jiang Danqiu said, "I know them, they don't know me", in Mu Xiyan's opinion, she can't think of any other reason besides this.

Jiang Danqiu shook his head.

"Isn't it?" Mu Xiyan said in surprise?

Jiang Danqiu was silent for a while before he slowly spoke: "I'...... My father always raised me as an heir, and he was very strict with me, and by the age of eight, I had memorized all the genealogies that were up to the mark. ”

"I haven't been out much since I was a child, they only know about me, but they have never seen me, how can they say that they know me. ”

"Joni Mae was an accident?"

Jiang Danqiu nodded: "Yes, she was an accident, if she hadn't gone to my house with her sister, she would never have known me." ”

"Then aren't you afraid that Qiao Nimei will tell others about your life experience?" Mu Xiyan asked, she didn't trust Qiao Nimei's character very much.

Jiang Danqiu shook her head affirmatively: "No, she doesn't dare." On the first day of life and death, it was written that if other people's identity information was revealed, the instructor of the Wuwang Special Order Camp had the right to shoot him directly. Changing the subject, "Isn't this written on the life and death statement? Why don't you know what you want?"

Mu Xiyan's big clear eyes purred, and then he said with a righteous face: "Of course I know, by the way, Danqiu, then do you know Tang Xinyue-" Halfway through the words, Mu Xiyan closed his mouth and slammed on the brakes.

Damn! (ー_ー)!!

It was too imprudent to speak, Jiang Danqiu said that she couldn't reveal other people's information, and she immediately rushed to ask Tang Xinyue's identity...... Is this because you are too slow to be exposed?

Mu Xiyan's expression now is the same as that of a fat hamster who steals nuts and covers his mouth with his hands to say that he didn't steal it, especially those big black and bright eyes, like the reflection of diamonds in the rippling water waves, shining with fragments.

Jiang Danqiu chuckled, Mu Xiyan's words were all said about this, if she still didn't understand, she would be ashamed of her father's cultivation of her for more than ten years.

"I don't want to know Tang Xinyue's true identity. ”

Mu Xiyan took away the hand covering his mouth, his expression was a little ignorant, and he let out a stupid "ah?" sound.

"In fact, out of more than 300 students, I know no more than 20. Most of these students came from all over the country, and the generally 'superior' families were reluctant to send their children to the Martial King Special Command Camp. Jiang Danqiu laughed briefly: "Parents who really love their children, who would be willing to send their children to a place where they don't even know life and death." ”

Mu Xiyan was silent, indeed, if ...... Her mother was still alive and would never agree to her Martial King Special Command, even if the reason for sending her in was to become stronger.

I don't know what reason Tang Xinyue was sent in.

Mu Xiyan is now very interested in Tang Xinyue's true identity, or in other words, in the sense of where Tang Xinyue knew about her mother.

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New year, new atmosphere, this sentence is not very useful in the martial king's special camp.

The next morning, the sky was bright, the snow was shining, Mu Xiyan and Jiang Danqiu, oh, and the five golden flowers were a little late, leaving a series of footprints of different sizes on the jade and silver ground.

There were people around him who kept leaving with flying snowflakes, Jiang Danqiu nodded coldly to Mu Xiyan, and left.

This is the first time since she and Jiang Danqiu lived in a dormitory that the two have not walked together, and Mu Xiyan's expression has an indescribable loss.

"Xiyan, let's go!"

Tang Xinyue's soft voice came into Mu Xiyan's ears, she withdrew her complicated gaze, and nodded silently: "Okay, let's go!"

The meeting point was very close to the dormitory, and a few people walked for a few minutes to arrive, and this time it was Tang Xinyue who stood to the left of Mu Xiyan.

The instructor came at a very accurate time, it was a new face, there was no New Year's greetings, no redundant words, and after telling everyone that his name was "Yan Chenghui", he led a vote of students into the morning exercise.

This morning's morning exercise was very ordinary, with a sandbag with a weight of 200 pounds, two people in pairs, attacking each other.

The sandbags in the Martial King's special camp are different from the sandbags in Mu Xiyan's consciousness. It is an iron ring made of metal osmium. The hoop can be enlarged and smallened to tie wrists or ankles.

It's not the first time they've done these things, the car is familiar with the road, and after tying the sandbags neatly, everyone spreads their arms and forms a herringbone shape, leaving room for themselves to show.

The students continue to expand, from the original more than 500 square meters, expanded to thousands of square meters, from a distance, dense human heads, still broken spectacular.

"Remember, everyone can only use the Hung Fist. ”

The howling wind clearly sent Yan Chenghui's words into the ears of every student. Everyone shouted angrily, "Yes." ”

The sound was far away, and Pi Kaqiu and Zhao Shangzhi leaned on the railing on the third floor to look at this scene from afar.

Pikachu is in good spirits, wearing a dark blue wallet on his upper body, a pair of gray pants on his lower body, and his hair is still very stylish and shorter, so it can be seen that he has been doing well this year.

Zhao Shangzhi is no different from before the Chinese New Year, to be precise, he has changed and become more profound.

"Fanzi, this new battalion commander, do you know him?" Pi Kaqiu retracted his gaze and looked at Zhao Shangzhi, who was a lot taller than him.

Zhao Shangzhi shook his head lightly: "I don't know, I haven't heard of it." ”

"Yo, it's strange, there are people you don't know, no, there are people you haven't heard of? If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, I would have thought that my foot was really shot by an arrow. ”