"Being a soldier is also to fill your stomach, and killing people is commonplace. How cold is the crab, and how is the yellow eel eating the flesh of the dead. Yan Songjie refuted Wen Chou's words, and the tip of the needle was on Mai Mang.

"Killing people is commonplace!" Wen Chou, who has never killed anyone, is reactionary and feels sick in his heart.

"How can you go to the battlefield like this, no one has ever killed you, and you will be weak when you see blood. Yan Songjie narrowed his eyes, revealing an unbelievable look.

"It's not that you are desperate to join the army. Wen Chou pursed his lips and muttered quietly.

"Joining the army is also going to be a general, and the little soldiers may not be able to eat enough. Yan Songjie pondered and confessed.

"I have a unique internal strength and mental spiral strength, which can instantly increase my strength by ten times the explosive power. Tai Chi Jin can be used in four or two thousand catties, and these two skills will be used when you learn to operate freely before joining the army. ”。

"Hehehehe! Yan Songjie, you can't beat me, what kind of cowhide to brag. Everyone knows the roots, let's talk about some practicality. I have never ridden a horse, and I am a general. "Wen Chou is very self-aware.

"Practice after you've eaten and practiced, I've won, you have to do what I say. "Yan Songjie has to show his strength, and now Wen Chou's eyes are just a local chicken and a dog, just a bluff.

"Okay! let me see the Gan stunt. Wen Chou's eyes suddenly soared, his gaze stabbed like a sharp blade, and he was not polite to Yan Songjie, but desperately wanted to meet Yan Songjie for a while.

I don't know that Yan Songjie plans to use Wen Chou as a general, and he will make plans for Wen Chou's deputy general, but he is not ready to show his face, and his reputation is not obvious.

quickly adapted to the current situation and designed a way out for himself.

In terms of intelligence, we don't lose to Zhuge Liang, why don't we rely on force to eat. There are the top ten forces, and it is only when they have not crossed. Now with the Spiral Jin and Tai Chi Jin plus the Heavenly Demon Immortal Exercises. Lu Bu is a ball, if he wasn't afraid that Zuo Ci and Yu Ji would find out that they had traveled to the early years of the Eastern Han Dynasty, how could Yan Songjie be so low-key.

Cultivating Wen Chou into the first general, he is a super martial arts master, and if he wants to give Wen Chou a casual guidance, he can make his martial arts ten floors higher.

Under the slanting sun, a burly young man with an ugly and cold face was staring at Yan Songjie with a calm gaze.

He was wearing a black coat, holding a thick wooden rod in his hand, and his half-open and half-closed eyes were shining with a blazing gaze.

Wen Chou's face was not afraid, he was too familiar with Yan Songjie's routines, and he didn't think that Yan Liang's soul had changed.

"Spiral strength is to cross the strength to add inches, Tai Chi strength to draw a circle, and use force to fight. Yan Songjie roughly explained that defeating Wen Chou first is the first step, otherwise everything is not to be discussed.

Holding the wooden stick in his hand tightly, his eyes are like blades, and he looks straight ahead.

"Are you finally here?" Wen Chou's mouth only glanced slightly, as if he was disdainful of Yan Songjie's power to split Huashan, only a thick wooden stick was horizontal, and he said sharply: "I'll block!"

"Bang!" the sound of the impact was like a bell, and the eardrums rattled slightly. Countless birds flew up in panic from the forest where they roost, and the chaotic screams passed through the setting sun in the west.

Wen Chou felt a force ten times faster than before, and the lightning-like wooden stick carried the strong wind and blew his face like a knife.

I felt that my arms were numb, and the power of a critical blow poured into my body from my arms, and in an instant, the green tendons on the back of my hands protruded like vines, and my feet sank deep into the soil.

For a moment, Wen Chou felt suffocated in his chest, almost out of breath. His nerves tensed, and he struggled to clench the thick wooden stick in his hand.

"What a strong blow, I tried my best to resist it with all my strength. The arrogant Wen Chou's sword eyebrows condensed into a line, and he had to calm down.

Yan Songjie's wooden stick that split Huashan was bounced up strongly, and he swept tens of millions of dollars by drawing a circle with homeopathic force, which took a long time to describe, but the process was extremely short.

Wen Chou not only did not have a trace of fear, but felt that his blood was gradually boiling, and an inexplicable excitement surged in his chest.

Taking a deep breath, the thick wooden stick was raised, and the strength of his whole body was used to block again.

"Bang!" the lightning collided in an instant, and in the air, there was another deafening roar.

Yan Songjie's move to sweep away thousands of armies seems to be ordinary, but it is like an unfathomable undercurrent, containing an indestructible spiral force.

Wen Chou suddenly felt that his entire body was surrounded by a crazy flow of murderous aura, and suddenly there was a strange feeling in his heart, as if the air around him had been drained in an instant, which made him almost suffocate.

"Wow!" Wen Chou's feet moved eight meters sideways to stop the impact, and then he tried his best to take a breath, forcibly suppressing the surging blood.

Although the strength of these two moves is extremely fierce, the loss of Yan Songjie's physical strength is also great, and Yan Songjie is not Huang Domestic, with his current flesh and blood, he can't support the continuous consumption of strength.

When Wen Chou turned around, a little surprise had flashed across his ugly face.

"Do you want to learn?" Yan Songjie saw Wen Chou's surprised expression, stopped to hold the stick, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and asked with a smile.

"You're not a brother! Wen Chou's heart was happy, and his mouth was open.

"Keep it low! Keep it low. "Yan Songjie found that those who cultivate the Heavenly Demon Immortal have to take the route of obscene development, don't wave.

"It's terrible to be uneducated!" Yan Songjie's original confidence suddenly skyrocketed, and he fell off a cliff and fell to hell, which is still the eighteenth layer.

"You don't know how to teach?" Wen Chou doesn't blame himself for being uneducated, he can write his own name, and he is a literate person.

"Simplified Chinese characters can't be leaked, traditional Chinese characters can't be leaked!" Yan Songjie didn't go crazy, his face twitching faintly.

It's useless to know traditional characters, and I can't read a few big characters.

Illustrate! There is no paper, and a pattern is drawn on the soil with a tree branch.

Use both hands and feet, when the mouth is dry, the text can be understood slightly, and it takes time to digest and absorb it if you want to understand it.

In the Yuan Infant Period, the Great Perfection became a mortal, and eating, drinking, and Lazar were also indispensable.

When you go to the toilet, there is a dirt pit, and there is no dung tank. Straw paper is a dream, bamboo chip scraping, no skill to scrape a hand of stool.

Rich people use silk, silk cloth is money in ancient times, local tyrants can be at will, Yan Songjie didn't eat any rice, get some big leaves and deal with it carefully, stronger than bamboo chips.

Large leaves should be broken, and a stack of three large leaves is also considered three insurances.

With his hands on the back of his head, his gaze falling on the clouds outside through the open window, he returned to the hut after going up the hairy pit, and this state has lasted for quite some time.

Making money is a big deal right now, and it's on the table. The number of competitors is too large to be hard to find.

I have no capital, so I can only choose to buy and sell without capital, and the money needs to be fast.

It seems that there was still this profession in the late Eastern Han Dynasty!

"Robber!" "Do it or not, it is in line with the cultivation of the Heavenly Demon Immortal, the more stinky the reputation, the faster the cultivation will be.

Yan Songjie's name can't be used, so pay attention to Zuo Ci and Yu Ji, and have to think of a nickname for walking in the Eastern Han Dynasty!

What kind of nickname should you come up with? Let Yan Songjie rack his brains.