Still speechless.

"The second phalanx in the bag, what is your reply?"

The dialect wanted to escape.

"I want to get married. Do you think it's good? ”

"Huh......?" As soon as Fang Yan raised his head, what caught his eye was Zhuge who was very close, and he revealed a treacherous smile.

The autumn breeze suddenly rose, raising the long hair of the dialect, a yellow leaf rolled up the long hair of the dialect, Zhuge reached out and took it off, pinched it in the palm of his hand, and the original hippie smile was gradually put away.

"Well, a few days ago, I watched beautiful women in Jiangnan every day, and suddenly sighed, I should get married when I am old, otherwise, the emperor's kid will give me a marriage."

"Beauty?" The dialect is full of eyes, Zhuge is presiding over the war in the south, and he also has the kung fu to see Jiangnan women?

touched her iron face, her eyes were a little hurt, she had never cared about her appearance, and she suddenly felt her own brokenness.

"Tell me about the whereabouts of the Seventh Prince, I want to help Yiwei." Diverted the topic, Fang Yan didn't want to tell Zhuge about his marriage.

"Why does this help Yiwei?"

"Because, because ,......。"

The two soldiers glanced at each other, and the general's strange whispers made the two of them think that the sentence of sorry just now had opened the general's consciousness, but then, it was very strange to keep saying "sorry". "They're what you think you call dragons and phoenixes?" Zhuge simply helped her say it.

How did he know again? Fang Yan's mood was very bad, and the smarter Zhuge was, the more discerning she was now, the more annoyed she became.

"There are some things that you can't help if you want to, and there are also things that I can't do if I want to." Zhuge sighed slightly.

"Is there something you can't do?"

"Yes," he is not an immortal, he is just good at calculation, "For example, the slaughter of the city of Zhuyuan, I know it will happen, but I can't stop it, because either the Yuanyuan is destroyed, or the whole of Detian is swallowed; For another example, who is the dragon and phoenix unicorn, it is the heavenly machine, sometimes, God will keep his riddle secret, only he knows the answer; For another example, even if Li Chu will die, I can't do anything, it's one thing to try my best to save him, whether he lives or not, it's the matter of King Yama, and I can't control it; For example, I can't detect what appears in your mind. ”

Simply clicked, Fang Yan kicked at Zhuge who seemed to be serious and affectionate, and the previous resentment and anger towards him and the inscrutable resentment of his attitude were all returned to him with this kick.

I felt that I was still angry, and gave him several kicks in a row, Zhuge couldn't bear the pain and retreated and hid, the dialect was no longer the same as the dialect he saw for the first time, and the dialect that was indifferent, unsmiling, and moody would now be moody, and he would worry about others, and he would pretend to be angry.

"You just go and get married, find those Jiangnan girls, and don't provoke General Ben." gave him a kick again, Fang Yan turned his head and left, what if he was a national teacher, she was still a general, always doing some ambiguous things, she didn't have the leisure time to accompany him to play a guessing game.

Rubbing his aching legs, Zhuge was full of grievances, and the back of Fang Yan's absolute departure made his cheeks puff out, and he finally wanted to make a confession, but he ended up like this, his happy days were originally seen by his eyes, but he suddenly twisted and followed Fang Yan away.

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A woman can also be a general, but she is still only a centurion.

Zhuo Bing commanded the soldiers to sort out the ordnance, and the operation of the military department was the same as when she first joined the army, but her identity was different, and it took her a year to climb to the position of centurion, but it was only this height.

Beigong died. Beigong Xin is one of the main reasons why she is so desperate, she wants him to die, sometimes she hates Beigong Xin more than she hates the invasion of Panguo, the invasion of Panguo is a kind of hatred that ruins all of her for her, and Beigong Xin's behavior is said to her, and it is also attached to her emotional deception.

But when he died, she found that she could no longer face Ding calmly.

Even Ding went to fight Valian, she didn't spend too much time worrying about him, Ding's triumphant return and return to the team with honors made their distance wider, the distance was bigger, and there were more factors in the middle, so she could have more reasons to avoid him in a grand manner.

Helping to pick up the big knife dropped by a small soldier and checking it in his hand, is that guy's knife skills so exquisite that he is invincible on the battlefield? When he broke his arm, it was clear that she was even more powerful than him, and she was even higher than him in swordsmanship, and how did he climb to the top-notch level of swordsmanship in the constant battles that followed?

Dancing twice, the knife is not as good as the sword to make her handy, hanging her hand, can't help laughing at herself, nothing can be done in a clever way to achieve great achievements, the knife has the sword method, the sword has the skill of the sword, the choice of the blade can not quickly make a person outstanding, Ding's achievement, or his efforts.

Therefore, she is still in the position of centurion, in addition to being inferior to Ding in martial arts talent, her own efforts are not as good as Ding.

From afar, she saw Ding walking through the field, the tall figure looked very handsome, he was as majestic as he was when he took off his armor, the little officer she despised a year ago, with a confident smile in the sun, accepting the salute and greeting of other soldiers, and being respected by all the soldiers as if he were heroic, this is the value of people, always breaking through and changing.

Helping to move the weapon into the storeroom, he glanced back at the figure hurrying by, his steps would not stop because of her attention.

Ding stopped, looked around, the huge battle, the scattered barracks, he still did not find the person he was looking for.

Soldiers kept saluting him, and he responded with a smile, once when he joined the army for the first time, he said that if he became a general, he would be like Si Yulin, holding a whip and shaking the horn, which made everyone feel in awe of him. But in just over a year, he has become one of the youngest generals in Detian, but the idea of a year ago is indeed childish and ridiculous to him now.

Maybe, with his age and temperament, he is not suitable for governing the army with an iron face like Si Yulin, at least in the face of these soldiers who saluted him respectfully, he will never be able to pull Si Yulin's iron face.

While the soldiers saluted him, he also inquired about the whereabouts of the person he was looking for, the female centurion should be eye-catching, but it was always difficult to capture Zhuo Bing's figure in the crowded scene, and often when he walked according to people's prompts, he always pounced.

Scratching his head, he looked around and still searched to no avail, and he was a little annoyed.

It's been a few days since he came back, even if a lot of things would trip his legs, but he still tried his best to find an opportunity to get close to Zhuo Bing, he didn't expect that it would have been easy for a general to find a centurion, but now it is quite difficult. He was reluctant to go to the meeting as a general, and it was always like looking for a needle in a haystack when he had free time during the day, and even if he inquired in advance, he would not be able to see him for various reasons, and when all the work was done, the night was already deep, and it was inconvenient to visit the female general's camp again.

Between him and Zhuo Bing, it was like an invisible wall erected, they were always walking back and forth on both sides of the wall, knowing that they were close to each other, but they were always passing by.

A hand hooked his neck, led him forward, Ding looked sideways, Zhuge smiled at him lazily, and the white-headed monster was still as strange as before.

"General Ding," with a force of his arm, he hooked back Ding, who still looked back from time to time, and when Ding looked at him impatiently, he said, "Are you interested in playing with me?" ”

"Swearing?" Ding frowned, he hadn't played it for a long time, no, he corrected solemnly: "You can't play swearing, if you want to play, you have to play for real." ”

Zhuge pouted, "That's still playing!" ”

"Okay, okay, just say if you want to bow to me?"

"Okay, Zhuge has nothing to say about your conduct, why don't you bow down?" Ding said angrily.

"Hmph, then you're my brother."

"But you have to tell me about my eldest brother's whereabouts."

"From now on, I'm your eldest brother, I'm the oldest."

"Then tell me about my second brother's whereabouts."

"Okay, let's talk about it slowly...... How old are you? ”

"Nineteen."

"So, it's a year with the little tiger......? A lot of ego. ”

"Hmph, I was born on the same day, the same month, and the same year."

"What ...... fate."

Forget the original dream,

Fallen leaves flutter like snow,

The chaotic battlefield, the choking smoke of gunpowder,

After the heavy rain, only strength remained.

Removed the armor,

Look at the starry sky,

Even if happiness is only for one day......

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The smoke curls above the thatched house, the waterwheel outside the house rotates automatically by the flow of water, the roots of the fence are blooming with proud flowers, there are few birds fluttering around, the faint fragrance of medicine fills the air, a red horse that has not been tied to the stake, pacing back and forth outside the stable where several horses are tethered, flicking its tail lightly, and munching on the hay leisurely.

The half-hidden door "squeaked" and was all opened, tied with an apron, Yi Wei, who was wearing women's clothes, wiped the hand stains on her hand on the apron twice, and the temperature slowly turned cold after winter, but her forehead was drenched with dense and fine beads of sweat, raised her elbows, inhaled her nose, she walked quickly to the firewood pile, hugged a full of firewood, and ran to the kitchen, the cup of herbs on the stove emitted a little white heat, and the medicine should be boiled slowly with coarse wood.

It's just that she is not used to wearing this dress. Fang Yan leaned against the door, watching Yi Wei skillfully and carefully torment the herbs, she didn't feel abrupt at all, she was used to seeing her dress or armor, and put on a long skirt, she still didn't feel that there was anything wrong, maybe because the military department had already absorbed the female soldiers to join, maybe because she already knew Yi Wei's identity, or maybe Yi Wei itself gave her the feeling that it should be so warm, so she could accept Yi Wei's changes as a matter of course.

Gently patted Hua Jiaorou's shoulder, looked at the wound in her eyes that had not faded, hugged her with comfort, and when Hua Jiaorou showed a smile, she had to admire Hua Jiaorou's generosity and tolerance.

Walking to the field, they carried baskets to pick vegetables, occasionally whispered, and when they were quiet, their minds were also calm.

Li Chop and Zhuge confronted each other, pulling Li Chop's arm and asking him to repent of the move, Wu was engrossed in rolling the last silver needle on Li Cho's leg, slowly turning and twisting, Zhuge slapped Ding's hand away, stopped his presumptuous actions, and glanced at the silver needle in Wu's hand from time to time.

On the last day of the last treatment, Li Chop's leg, which had been almost scrapped, was able to walk again.

A qiē is like the sentence that Zhuge said, it is all fate!

Li Chop was rescued by Zhuge faction, and the mysterious organization that Wu joined in the military department was a shadow organization specializing in assassination and rescue of Detian's secret training, and Fog rescued Li Chop from the capital of Selennai, and when those doctors said that he was difficult to save even the immortals, no one would have thought that the fog that had been hiding his true ability had allowed Li Chop to survive, and the abdomen that had flowed out of the intestines had healed, and the legs that had been rotten and damaged, and the fog also made them grow new meat.

So Zhuge is saying that this qiē is fate, and fate will always give people some surprises.

Yi Wei slowly moved her steps, carefully holding the medicine soup bowl, and walked into the main house, Ding ran over to pick it up, she slowly avoided it, smiled, and met Li Qi's warm eyes, put the medicine bowl on the edge of the table, and pinched Li Qi's ears with her fingers that had been burned for a long time.

The fog pulled the last silver needle away from Li Shu's leg, wiped the thin beads of blood from his leg with a clean handkerchief, and let out a light breath, he laughed with relief.

"Let's take a walk, it may not be particularly free, but if you insist on practicing by yourself, you can no longer need acupuncture, and the infected part will be cured, and the medication can be greatly reduced."

Everyone's eyes are full of staggered in the main house, whether it is brothers, friends, or ambiguous involvement, slack off a lot of miscellaneous complex thoughts, clarify some taboos that could not be clarified before, when the glass is touched, or the eyes are turning, a lot of can't let go of the things in the cup, inexplicably dissipated, this light banquet, with full relaxation, playing a variety of roles, with a variety of halos or hiding many secrets, at this time is completely open and close, no gender differences, It doesn't matter about the strength of ability, there is nothing about the dignity of identity, they knock on the edge of the cup, they don't grieve the spring and autumn, they only talk about the wind and the moon.

Zhuge didn't know that dialects could actually sing, and the sound like a yellow warbler out of the valley had a clear spirit of escapism, which could wash people's hearts like a heavenly sound; Ding's tricks and teasing kung fu made the fog can't help but squirt out a mouth full of rice, and Hua Jiaorou was so laughed that she took out a flying knife and threatened him to shut up; Zhuge came up with a series of riddles, which made several people present struggle with their brains and solve them happily;

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