Chapter XVII: Joining the Army

In the early morning, Mo Yuhan stretched his waist and stretched his already healed body, the spiritual power in his body slowly flowed along the meridians, and the beautiful feeling of having power once made him breathe a sigh of relief, and he couldn't help but be shocked by the good effect of the medicine used on his body.

Mo Yuhan pushed open the door, and the morning light poured into the room that was not too big from outside the door, and muttered, "Everything, start now!"

At the same time, Lin Ying had already come to the gate of the room where Mo Yuhan lived.

The knock sounded, Mo Yuhan walked quickly to the courtyard gate and opened the door, and saw Lin Ying and his personal soldiers standing outside the door, Mo Yuhan was slightly stunned, and then reacted and invited everyone into the room.

After Lin Ying sat down, he directly looked at Mo Yuhan's eyes, and said straight to the point: "Your injury has healed, and when you have breakfast later, I will ask someone to take you to the registration office, but now is not the conscription period, and you will receive some 'special' treatment more or less." ”

Mo Yuhan frowned, he didn't want to be taken care of, how could he create something extraordinary without grinding?

Lin Ying was an old fox, seeing Mo Yuhan frowning, he naturally knew what he was thinking, the corners of his mouth were slightly curled, but he didn't say anything, just said: "Okay, it's not too early, you can come with me for breakfast." With that, he stood up and walked outside, Mo Yuhan was not polite, and followed Lin Ying to the dining room for breakfast.

After Mo Yuhan finished breakfast, Lin Ying looked at a pro-soldier behind him, and the pro-soldier received Lin Ying's eyes, walked up to Mo Yuhan, paused, and walked towards the door.

Mo Yuhan grinned, glanced at Lin Ying, who was sitting on the side with an indifferent face, couldn't help but feel a trace of anger in his heart, glanced at the pro-soldier who was almost at the door, clenched his fists, and quickly followed.

The two of them were speechless all the way, and after walking for about half an hour, the two arrived outside a military camp, and the pro-soldier stopped, turned around, took out a sheepskin roll from his chest and handed it to Mo Yuhan, and said the first and last sentence to him: "It's here, give this to the people inside, and they will arrange for you." With that, he turned and left.

Mo Yuhan looked at the parchment roll in his hand, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, but then he pressed it down, raised his head and looked at the tall camp, took a deep breath, and walked in.

Before he could enter the gate, a strong voice sounded like thunder: "Stop! This is a military location! No one is allowed to enter!"

Mo Yuhan looked for prestige, but it was a strong man standing by the door with a halberd in his hand, he handed over the parchment roll in his hand, and said, "I'm here to join the army." ”

The strong man looked at him, twelve-year-old Mo Yuhan was not tall, he was only one meter five tall, and his immature and beautiful little face seemed to say "I'm still a child!".

The strong man took the parchment roll and said, "You are so small, you still want to join the army?

Mo Yuhan didn't reply, and the strong man continued: "Look at you like a girl, you are like a splash at such a young age, you come to join the army, I am afraid that you will be treated by weapons!"

A trace of fierceness flashed in Mo Yuhan's eyes, the contempt of Lin Ying and his own soldiers before had already made him feel a cloud of anger in his heart, and the contempt of the strong man was even more like adding fuel to the fire, he snatched back the parchment scroll and said, "If you want to see it, don't chirp there crookedly, annoying people!"

The strong man's thick eyebrows suddenly rose: "Lao Tzu is talking to you little skinny, you are fucking still screaming!"

Mo Yuhan's eyes swelled with murderous intent: "Who are you?"

The strong man grabbed Mo Yuhan's collar and said, "I'm fucking your Lao Tzu! I haven't seen anyone who dares to go wild here! I know where this is...... Ah!!h

Before the strong man finished speaking, Mo Yuhan's right hand clasped the strong man's hand, the spiritual power flowed slightly, and the strong man's wrist made a crisp sound, and a miserable scream also sounded, and the strong man also knelt on the ground.

Mo Yuhan let go of his hand, straightened his collar, and said disdainfully: "Keep your mouth clean." As he spoke, he looked at the soldiers gathered around him.

Mo Yuhan looked down at the slightly wrinkled parchment roll, frowned slightly, and then raised his head to look at the group of soldiers who surrounded him in the middle, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but slightly raise a mocking smile.

The soldiers looked at the strong man screaming on the ground and Mo Yuhan with a strange smile, and did not dare to move forward for a while, but at this moment, a voice sounded: "What are you doing? What are you yelling here in broad daylight! What is there to be noisy!"

When the soldiers heard the voice, they immediately made way for a way, and a big man with a beard all over his face appeared in Mo Yuhan's sight.

Dahan looked at Mo Yuhan and said, "Two-star martial artist, which little guy are you, what are you doing when you come to our Apocalypse Camp to make trouble?" Didn't the adults in your family tell you that the Apocalypse Camp is easy to enter or out?"

Mo Yuhan glanced at him indifferently and said, "I'm here to join the army, this guy is disrespectful, I cleaned him up." ”

As soon as Mo Yuhan's words fell, a circle of soldiers around him suddenly burst into laughter, and the big man also looked at him with amusement, and said: "Joining the army is not a child's play, it's not fun. ”

Mo Yuhan's eyes were still indifferent, and he said, "Look at this, I'm here to join the army." As he spoke, he threw the parchment roll in his hand to the big man.

Dahan took the parchment roll, looked at it quickly, frowned slightly, looked at Mo Yuhan again, and said, "I see, okay, you come with me." As he spoke, he turned and walked out of the crowd.

Mo Yuhan looked at the soldiers who were still smiling around him, his eyes showed a trace of disdain, and then quickly followed the big man.

After a short time, Dahan led him into a tent, in which sat an old man over seventy years old, Dahan handed him the parchment scroll, and said respectfully with his fists: "This is the one who came to join the army." ”

After reading the parchment scroll, the old man looked up at Mo Yuhan again, nodded, and said, "Two-star Warrior, how old are you?"

Mo Yuhan was slightly shocked when he saw the old man say his cultivation, but then said calmly: "Twelve." ”

The old man said: "Yes, let's be a squad leader for you, but you just came to the barracks and made trouble, and the old man couldn't ignore the rules in the barracks, so he ordered you to be the squad leader of the barracks." ”