From morning to night, Shen Kuo practiced one after another, and the students didn't even have a chance to take a breath. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Finally, when the sun went down, Shen Kuo finally let go of the students, and as long as he finished the evening run that must be done at the end of the day, he could rest.

A group of people dragged their tired bodies, and their movements were much slower than usual.

Qingying couldn't move even more, so she could only lean over and move forward instinctively.

Qin Ao didn't feel tired at all, although his body was soaked with sweat, his face was still ruddy, and his panting was very steady.

And similar to Qin Ao, Fu Qianol and Nangong Lie are a few practitioners, and they don't have a strong sense of fatigue when they look at it.

Qin Ao ran at the front, and Qingying, who ran at the end, and He Kongyu and a few people, didn't know how many laps they had.

Qin Ao caught up, passed by Qingying again, and couldn't help but glance back at her, Qingying just raised his head, met his concerned eyes, nodded coyly, and then reluctantly raised his arm as if it had been filled with lead and waved.

Qingying asked him to go first, leaving himself alone, and then put his head together and moved silently.

Qin Ao pursed the corners of his mouth, thinking to himself, he would run one more lap and it would be over, and he would come over to accompany them later. Thinking about it, he sped up again.

Nangong Lie, who had been following Qin Ao's side, saw that he had quickened his pace, and he was not to be outdone, and quickly chased after him, as if he was deliberately trying to compete with him, and followed closely.

Qin Ao quickly noticed the movement behind him, although he didn't want to compare with him, but as Nangong Lie gradually increased his speed, he felt inexplicably irritable in his heart, and unconsciously, he kicked the speed up again.

Fu Qianol silently followed behind the two, taking in their invisible competition.

Since the selection of the battalion commander, Nangong Lie has been secretly competing with Qin Ao, Qin Ao always has an indifferent attitude, even so, Nangong Lie has not gained the upper hand once.

But today, Qin Ao seemed to be stimulated by something, not only did he respond to Nangong Lie's secret pressure? And the firmness in those eyes is full of determination to win!

What happened to him to make such a transformation?

Fu Qianol can't think through it, and he can't see through it. Following them, before they knew it, they saw that the two had reached the end.

Qin Ao suddenly exerted his strength at the end, and Nangong Lie was a step slower and lost to him again.

Nangong Lie gritted his teeth, his eyebrows furrowed, and he panted with his back to Qin Ao, very annoyed.

In the past, he always followed Qin Ao's side, and then finally overtook him. But today he actually competed with himself? Damn, as long as he's serious, I'm bound to lose to him?!

Nangong Lie thought about it, and his heart was even more depressed, no, even on weekdays, he had never won. Qin Ao, why, why will I definitely lose as long as I meet you?!

I'm not reconciled! Why?! Why it's always you! Haunted like a nightmare.

Nangong Lie gradually tightened his fists, looking tired and panting, but in fact, the reason for the ups and downs of his chest was his anger.

Fu Qianol also reached the end, seeing Qin Ao exhaling deeply, walking towards him, the corners of his mouth twitched, and there was a little smugness and disdain in his fleeting smile.

Although Qin Ao's face quickly regained its calm, Fu Qianol still saw it. He was even more puzzled, Qin Ao was so happy about winning Nangong Lie? It's so unusual......

Yesterday, it seems that he came back with Kiyokage. Could it be that something happened to the two of them?

Fu Qianol raised his hand to wipe his sweat, pretended not to see it, and walked towards Nangong Lie.

"Brother Nangong, do you want to drink some water?" Fu Qianol gently patted Nangong Lie's shoulder, and his tone was very gentle.

Nangong Lie tilted his head, glanced at Fu Qianol, met his eyes, withdrew his eyes, and nodded silently.

Knowing that he was in a bad mood, Fu Qianol didn't say much, just followed him.

At the same time, He Kongyu couldn't run anymore, he fell to the ground, panting heavily, and Qingying on the side simply "threw his body to the ground", his little face was pillowing on the yellow earth, and he didn't care if he inhaled dust between his noses.

In front of them, Shang Yurui and a few scholars were no better, staggering and falling in a blink of an eye, and they couldn't stand up after this fall.

Shen Kuo was a bystander, swept his cold eyes to the last few people, and shook his head silently.

Lu Qingying, this little ghost, has a very good brain, but his body is too poor, although it is much better than when he first joined the military school, but it is still not enough! Kung Fu is just a three-legged cat, if you want to survive in the army, such a body and skills are definitely not enough!

Qin Feng happened to run to Qingying and the others, he squatted down beside He Kongyu, panting and saying, "Hey! You two, dead, dead? ”

"Lao Tzu is alive and well......" Qingying said.

Hearing Qingying's voice, Qin Feng knew that this kid's feelings had not reached the limit, but he didn't want to move, so he left here and pretended to be dead!

Qin Ao first helped Shang Yurui and the others up, and seeing that they could still take a step, he watched them run a few steps on the spot before relieving his heart and walking towards Qin Feng.

"How? Are you all right? Qin Ao asked.

"Qingying is fine, Kongyu may not be able to." Qin Feng said.

"I, I can ......," He Kongyu suddenly said in a loud voice.

As he spoke, he held Qin Feng's hand and climbed up.

"Kongyu!" Qingying hurriedly got up, very worried, "Don't force it!" Let's take a break! ”

"I can do it!" Kongyu nodded, then took a step.

This guy is really stubborn sometimes! Kiyokage shook her head and followed.

Shen Kuo's gaze followed Qingying from far to near, and saw that although there was no blood on her face, her mental strength was still quite focused when she ran, and she wondered, did she make a mistake? Actually, this kid is waiting for He Kongyu?

However, even if he said that, it was still not enough to meet the standard in his heart!

"Lu Qingying! With your physical strength, how can you go on the field to kill the enemy in the future?! Don't think about it when I look at the generals before the battle! Run for me! Shen Kuo didn't want to interfere, but he felt that this kid Lu Qingying was quite a good material, so he couldn't help but stimulate.

"Oh, Shen Kuo, don't be so ruthless!" Jiang Ce's voice suddenly appeared behind Shen Kuo.

Shen Kuo turned his head and met Jiang Ce's smiling face, "Mr. Jiang? ”

"There is a specialization in the art industry, and that kid doesn't have to be a pre-battle general in the future." Jiang Ce smiled mysteriously, shook his feather fan, and explained, "You help me tell her that she must come to me when she is halfway through tonight." ”

Shen Kuo raised his eyebrows, although he didn't understand Jiang Ce's intentions, but he was a Jiang Banxian who knew the number of days, and what he said must have a mystery, so he didn't ask much.

He bowed his head at him and said, "Yes, Mr. Jiang." ”

After Jiang Ce finished explaining, he turned around and left, while Shen Kuo looked at Qingying's figure curiously, and Jiang Ce's words were circling in his mind.

Looking at their posture yesterday, the two military advisors both wanted to accept Lu Qingying as an apprentice, Mr. Jiang, is this going to strike first? But why is it more than halfway through......