Chapter One Hundred and Nine

Hearing Zhao Wudi say this, Qin Xuance was also shocked in his heart. .org

Yes, in order to save Shuang'er in the 'Zhuxian Ancient Town' before, he entered the first line of heaven and broke into the painting pavilion, although these things have not been seen by outsiders, but Watanabe Takumi has also broken through the 'painting pavilion', and the final treasure of the painting pavilion 'Seven Clever Exquisite Heart' He should also know that although he mastered the 'Blue Blood Danqing' so quickly is not because of it, but will others think so?

And the Watanabe family is almost already a mortal enemy with himself, if he uses the 'Blue Blood Danqing' painting technique before he reaches the realm of painting spirits, who knows what kind of rumors he will spread, the inheritance of the grandmaster, the title of grandmaster alone can already make countless people crazy. It seems that I really need to be more careful in the future.

"Thank you Uncle for the reminder." Qin Xuance stood up and bowed deeply.

"Well, Qin boy, sit down, although you have the inheritance of the grandmaster, it will make people blush, but with my Zhao Invincible, those red-eyed people will not be too blatant, but the open gun is easy to dodge and the dark arrow is difficult to prevent, I am afraid that they will come to the yin." Zhao Wushu waved his hand and asked Qin Xuance to sit down.

"Uncle's teachings, Xuan Ce has taken to heart, and Xuan Ce will be careful everywhere in the future." Qin Xuance nodded.

"Qin boy, I have a way to get you out of the current predicament." Zhao Wudi handed over a bowl of wine.

Qin Xuance took the wine bowl: "I hope that my uncle will make it clear, and Xuance is grateful." ”

"Hehe, I won't say the words of thanks, it's all my own people." Zhao Wudi glanced at Zhao Mulan on the side, and then laughed.

Qin Xuance's face was also slightly hot when he saw this, this Uncle Zhao was really worried about his daughter.

"There is a battalion under my command called the War Painting Battalion, which is divided into four flags: blue, white, purple, and black. Named after the Green Dragon, the White Tiger, the Vermilion Bird, and the Xuanwu respectively, to put it arrogantly, it is not an exaggeration to say that the War Painting Battalion can be called the first army in the entire Great Zhou Army. Zhao Wudi said, taking a sip of the spirits in the bowl and drinking it down, his expression revealing pride.

However, he does have the capital to be proud of, and there are no more than 10,000 people in the war painting camp, but all of them are spirit painters with one enemy and one hundred, which is enough to beat a million male soldiers.

"The Tianwei of the war painting camp, Xuan Ce has also been exposed to it since he was a child. The First Army of the Great Zhou is well deserved. Qin Xuance also took a sip of the spirits in the bowl.

"Now that you've heard of it, I won't go into any more introduction, I mean if you're interested in being a part of my war painting battalion." Zhao Wushu looked at Qin Xuance and said.

"What. Enter the war painting camp. Qin Xuance looked at Zhao Wudi in surprise.

You must know that the lowest soldiers in the war painting battalion are all in the realm of painters, and they are all reserve personnel, and if you want to become a formal soldier in the war painting battalion, you need to reach the realm of painters at the very least, which is why the war painting battalion is only 10,000 people, but it can be worth a million male soldiers.

The soldiers of these painters' realm are not only elites who have been galloping on the battlefield for many years, but also the descendants of the Zhao family who have been following the Zhao family for many years, all of which have been inherited from their parents. It can be said that a large part of the reason why the Zhao family can become the marshal of the Great Zhou Dynasty for generations is because of this war painting battalion that only recognizes the head of the Zhao family.

And although he meets the requirements in terms of strength, he is still an outsider after all, looking at Zhao Wuving's appearance, he obviously wants to train himself to enter the war painting camp, isn't he afraid that he will divide the war painting camp one day?

Qin Xuance thought wildly in his heart, after all, the War Painting Camp was the foundation of the Zhao family, and it was a great risk to introduce himself as an outsider into the War Painting Camp, and I don't know what he thought.

"How about Qin boy, have you thought about it?" Zhao Wudi poured himself a bowl of wine again and asked.

"Thank you uncle for your love, I can't ask for it." Qin Xuance stood up and thanked him.

No matter what Uncle Zhao thought, being able to enter the War Painting Camp would not only improve his painting skills, but also allow him to avoid the concerns of those villains.

"Well, that's good, come and drink with me, and in a few days you will go to the war painting camp with Xin'er to report and drink." Zhao Wushu raised the wine bowl.

"Come uncle, I respect you and thank you for your kindness." Qin Xuance also raised the wine bowl in his hand.

"Dad, you mean, I'm now a soldier in the official War Painting Battalion." Over there, Zhao Xin's eyes lit up and said excitedly.

What he admires the most is his sister's heroic posture of commanding a banner and crisscrossing the field. Although he was also a member of the War Painting Battalion before, he was indeed a backup member, and he usually either trained or exterminated the thieves in the territory of the Great Zhou, and he had no chance to gallop on the battlefield at all. Now that I finally got my wish, how can I not be excited.

"Yes Xin'er, it's time for you to go to the battlefield to experience and experience." Zhao Wudi nodded.

"Thank you, Dad, I won't let you down." Zhao Xin said excitedly.

"Yes." Seeing that his son could do this, Zhao Wudi felt a burst of relief.

Unlike the children of other families, they can't wait for the principle battlefield, and they will stay where they are safe. This kind of person will not be able to achieve great things in his life except for death.

"Mu Lan, don't be busy, Dad is happy today. Come and accompany Daddy and a few drinks. Zhao Wudi was in a good mood and called Zhao Mulan over to drink with him.

Zhao Mulan was not good at drinking, but seeing that his father was so happy tonight, he didn't want to understand his intentions, so he also sat down and poured himself a glass from the wine jug.

The wine of the four people is dry, and the glass is changed.

Spirits, delicacies, and beauties are like jade.

Qin Xuance didn't know how much wine he drank, he only vaguely remembered that Zhao Wudi was drunk, Zhao Xin was drunk, and in the end, even he was drunk. In the end, in the haze, he found that Zhao Mulan, who was only a woman in the end, shook his head, drank the last wine in one gulp, and then beckoned his subordinates to help the three of them down to rest.

It turns out that the real hero in the wine is Sister Mu Lan, who is really a woman who either doesn't drink, and everyone who drinks is a heroine.

The next day, Qin Xuance woke up from a hangover and shook his head that was a little swollen and painful, he really drank too much last night.

As soon as his mind moved, his talent traveled all over his body, and a cool feeling hit, and the headache of the hangover also dissipated slightly at this moment.

Talent is really a good thing, as soon as it runs, it can evaporate all the wine, if you put it in your own world, you will really be a living thousand cups of wine fairy.

"Sister Mu Lan wouldn't be a bar to secretly use her talents last night, otherwise how could she be so drunk by a girl." At this time, Qin Xuance finally reacted.

You must know that Zhao Mulan is a powerhouse in the realm of painting souls, if she secretly runs her talents, she will not be able to get drunk no matter how much wine she drinks.

"Hey, what a mistake, a mistake." Qin Xuance shouted that he had made a mistake, but the man's drinking was originally the pleasure of the drunken moment.

I got up from the bed, went to the window, freshened up casually, and then opened the door, and the sun was already high in the sky.