Chapter 203: A Bamboo Flute Falls into a Dream (3)

Came to the street in tatters, looking at the people around him pointing and pointing, a generation of moon gods, reduced to this, if you let that group of people know, you don't know how to laugh at yourself!

Su Ying was extremely glad that she was now in a parallel world, they didn't know it yet, otherwise, they would have lost face and gone to the god realm!

Suddenly saw the recruitment announcement around the corner, Su Ying came to the crowd, looked at this notice, and suddenly narrowed her eyes, conscription, it is indeed a good idea, looking down at her current body, because of long-term malnutrition, she couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman for a while. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Looking at the horse Pingchuan on her chest, there was a row of black lines on Su Ying's forehead, not to mention her current face, at the age of thirteen or fourteen, no one would specifically ask her to take off her clothes to verify her identity.

After deciding, Su Ying walked in front of the queue of people, and after a while, laughter erupted.

"Can such a thin and weak little cub go to war! I really think I'm a hero! ā€

"On the battlefield, it is definitely cannon fodder!"

"You see that she is dressed in tatters, maybe she is hungry and desperate, so she went to be a soldier......"

"......" can't avoid people who fall into the well anywhere, Su Ying just glanced at them lightly, and continued to line up her own line, running the cold internal force by the way.

After such a long time, she also found that something was wrong, once she started to practice this kind of exercise, she couldn't turn it into gong at all, she was originally whimsical, the cold internal force flowed away in the body, and the blood was already contaminated with this internal force, if you want to turn the gong, unless all the blood in the body is replaced.

It's easy to say, but it's really not that easy to do, the original owner really dug a big hole for her!

Su Ying sighed and shook her head, it was about to be her turn, and now she could only use the pure Taoist exercises to blend that cold internal force and avoid the fate of early death.

"Hey, boy, you look so thin, can you really do it! Or you worship me as the eldest brother, and the eldest brother covers you! A handsome young man with starry eyes patted Su Ying's shoulder and showed a mouthful of white teeth at her.

Looking at those familiar eyes, Su Ying moved away without a trace, and called softly: "Big brother!" Because she found that her so-called love not only did not help him, but also hindered his path of reincarnation, which invisibly increased his difficulties.

She was for his good, but in the end she still hurt him, so she couldn't be willful.

This person who made her feel very much like Lingjun was never him, but it just reminded Su Ying of himself and his previous life by chance, the beauty bone and the emperor bone, although they were a pair made in heaven.

But she has never been able to resist the cruelty of reality, the news was suddenly revealed for some reason, Su Ying endured the pain of cutting out her bones and heart, and Lingjun is the same, not all reality is as beautiful as a fairy tale, Xi's father may be right, poisoned the original owner, just like she is now, she keeps saying that it is for Lingjun's good, but it actually harms him, so that he continues to sink, in that boundless hell.

Therefore, before the start of this mission, she sealed all her feelings, and when facing He Lingjun's feelings, she was able to deal with them rationally, so that her brain would rush up as soon as her brain was hot.

My original feeling was right, maybe it was a temporary separation from Lingjun that time, and my impression of him became more and more blurred.

May he be well......

"What a good boy, the eldest brother will cover you in the future, tell the eldest brother anything! By the way, my name is Feng Sheng, what is your name? This person named Feng Sheng obviously didn't care about Su Ying's coldness, and continued to pat her on the shoulder.

"Lin Lang." Su Ying simplified the name of this Shiwei Linlang and reported it directly to him, anyway, he didn't know what his name was.

"Lin Lang?" Feng Shenghu looked at Su Ying's face suspiciously, and laughed out loud: "Maybe you have washed the mud on your face, you are really a handsome little Langjun." ā€

Su Ying heard the meaning of ridicule in his tone, and also chuckled, but did not answer, and soon it was her turn, and wrote her name on the bamboo slip, the font was upright, and her own style and bones were in it, so that the recruiter frowned when he looked at Su Ying's words, and secretly paid attention.

When it was Feng Sheng's turn behind Su Ying, he grabbed the bamboo slip, picked up the brush again, looked at the bamboo slip with bitterness and hatred, and looked at Su Ying who was about to leave pitifully.

"Lin Lang, you are my little brother now, you will listen to my orders!" Feng Sheng winked at Su Ying.

Su Ying rolled her eyes, took a few steps forward, upholding the principle of talking less if she could, in order to prevent others from seeing it, she tried her best to paralyze her face and say less, and took the pen in Feng Sheng's hand.

"Is this Feng Sheng!" Su Ying handed the written name to Feng Sheng, and the latter looked at it casually, put his hands around his chest, and said with a nonchalant face.

"That's it, don't you just know how to write a few words! It's that simple, I'll write it too! After speaking, he looked at Su Ying a little uncomfortably: "Write my name in the future, and the matter of writing the letter will be handed over to you!" ā€

"Feng dog! It's not Lao Tzu who said you, your family is dead, where is the person to send the letter! After the man said this, the people around him burst into laughter, making Feng Sheng's eyes red all of a sudden.

"Don't you look down on people, my name is Feng Sheng, not Feng Dogan! You remember it clearly for me, if you call the wrong one again in the future, don't blame Lao Tzu for being polite. Feng Sheng rolled up his sleeves and looked at the man with a gloomy expression.

Then he looked at Su Ying, with an embarrassed look on his face: "Lin Lang, don't listen to their nonsense, I'm amazing!" If you follow me, eat fragrant and drink spicy! ā€

Su Ying continued to roll her eyes, took her own brand, and then walked forward silently, not wanting to pay attention to this person anymore, she always felt that he felt very familiar, but it was not like, Lingjun was gentle and polite, and his heart was extremely black, it was absolutely impossible to be this second goods called "dog eggs"!

Feng Sheng chased after him: "Lin Lang, you wait for me!" Don't take what I just said, don't take it to heart! Feng Sheng hurriedly chased after him.

Then he said to Su Ying with disgust: "I didn't say you!" Lin Lang, your body is too tattered! Don't you have a change of clothes? Didn't you just receive your clothes and silver? How about we go out for something good! (To be continued.) )