It wasn't until the night was about to sink that Xue Yihan stood in front of Xue Ling, and ordered to call a few deputy generals and the vanguard in charge of patrolling, and more than a dozen people stood in a row. Then there was Xue Ling's headache Q&A. Why did you go out of the city, how to patrol the defense, and the rules of the patrol, Xue Ling's mind was confused.

In fact, she knew this, the first day she left the city, Lu Wenan explained the rules to her in detail. Patrol five miles of one sentry, ten miles of one post. There are also fixed routes for the main roads in several directions, after all, the march is not child's play.

But Xue Ling was really not a serious patrol general, and Lu Wenan indulged her again. As soon as he got out of the city, the patrol was assigned to a few young generals, in addition to repeatedly explaining that he was not allowed to cross the boundary of the Hu people, Xue Ling wanted to go east, Lu Wenan would never go west, and the horns were drilled, and even the yellow sheep were hunted. After Xue Yihan finished speaking coldly, Xue Ling's cold sweat also came down. Daily trivial matters, but he is lazy and slippery. Today's hard pull will become a break in military regulations. Where has it all gone?

Song Bai relieved Xue Ling, and Xue Yihan still shouted in that cold voice: "Turn around." ”

Xue Ling turned his back to Xue Yihan, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably. One is that there is some detachment, but the body is always a little instinctively afraid of the impending pain. She gritted her teeth, thinking that it would not get in the way, and she pushed it over. And then there was a hot pain in my back. Xue Yihan's hands were extremely heavy, his summer clothes were thin, and blood spots appeared as soon as he whipped down. Xue Ling didn't exhale a breath. When the second whip came down, he quickly begged for mercy, "Dad, I know it's wrong." The voice has taken on the tone of crying.

Xue Yihan only stopped slightly and said, "Dad is not what you call now." Then there was the stormy pumping of Xue Ling.

Xue Ling didn't dare to beg for mercy or hide anymore, and carried it more than ten times, feeling that his back was not his own. I don't know when it's a head.

Lu Wenan jumped out to protect him, and pleaded with Xue Yihan without confidence, "General, don't fight, the young master is still young." Of course, he knew that according to the rules, Xue Ling was not enough, but Xue Ling was a baby after all, he only thought that Xue Yihan would show mercy to his subordinates, and he never thought that Xue Ling was about to be beaten and lose half his life, so he quickly jumped out.

Xue Yihan didn't speak, but Song Bai said something more: "Lu Wenan, you don't look like a warfighter." "Song Bai and Lu Wen'an have completely different backgrounds, and their styles of acting are also very different. I often feel that Lu Wenan is used to Xue Ling's lawlessness, not like a major general. Thinking that although Xue Yihan started hard today, it would be good to teach him a lesson. You don't kill anyone.

But he didn't want Lu Wenan to be angry, he had always been disdainful of Xue Yihan's daily doglegs and other people. Immediately jumped to his feet and shouted: "You cub eleven or twelve don't know where to play in the mud, today I came to embarrass a baby, the little master's daily patrol is with me, I brought it." If you don't govern the army strictly, you will punish me. Whether it's a beating, a scolding, or a demotion, I admit it. ”

Song Bai's face turned red in an instant. His wife and children are in the capital, and they also hurt Xue Ling every day. Today, I was really angry with Lu Wen'an's arm, so I was a little more strict, and Lu Wen'an didn't know what to do. He was already not good at words, and he was even more angry at the moment and couldn't speak. Pointing at Lu Wen'an and repeating: "You deserve it." ”

Lu Wenan knew he was talking about his own arm. Lian Sheng Ying and "I deserve it." I deserve it. I'd love to". His right hand secretly poked Xue Ling, and Xue Ling fainted just right. Xue Yihan threw the horsewhip in his hand, turned around and left, and didn't bother to care about Lu Wen'an's pretentious howl holding Xue Ling.

When Xue Yihan walked away, the people also dispersed. Xue Ling opened his eyes in Lu Wen'an's arms and exhaled, sobbing and crying out in pain. Lu Wenan let go: "You don't deserve it." ”

The wound of flesh and skin looks hideous, but in fact, that's what it is. Xue Ling was lying on the bed as a young master for seven or eight days, and then as a cub. It's just that I haven't seen Lu Wen'an practice martial arts for several days, and I used to see him dancing with a heavy sword every morning. But there are a lot of miscellaneous things in the army, and I don't care about what I have delayed.

She came over for another seven or eight days, and she rushed early, and just happened to see Lu Wenan in the martial arts training venue. He held a sword, but he didn't practice. Sitting on the ground, he held the handle of the sword in his left hand, and held the sword in his right hand, not knowing what he was looking at.

Xue Ling got up, picked up a sword for practice, and bullied himself from behind to give Lu Wenan a surprise attack. Lu Wen'an was the one who retreated from the field of life and death, and with a chill in his back, he immediately reacted instinctively and jumped up, holding a sword to block.

It's a pity that he is no longer the heavy sword without a blade. Xue Ling was well aware of Lu Wen'an's martial arts, but he expected that this sword was useless, and it was a false move. Seeing that Lu Wenan had already turned around, he jumped up with his strength before the sword was collected, and just waited for Lu Wenan to dissolve her sword moves, and immediately made up for two more kicks. Unexpectedly, Lu Wen'an didn't have any strength in his hand, and the sword that blocked it was like a dead branch that fell naturally, and was picked out by Xue Ling. Then she couldn't close her feet again, and hit Lu Wen'an's chest. Although he was young, Lu Wen'an, who was still kicking, took more than three steps back. coughed and said, "You. . . ”

Xue Ling was shocked and hurriedly helped Lu Wenan to sit. As soon as he rolled up his sleeves, he lost his voice. She had never been in war, and she had never seen such flesh and blood exposed. In fact, it has been nearly half a month, and Lao Li Tou is a good hand at treating external injuries, and there is no shortage of injury medicine during the Taiping years. Lu Wen'an's wound has scabbed, not so terrifying. Only the meat that is thrown away will never grow back, and one arm will be dented by seven or eight pieces. In severe cases, the egg-sized meat was gone, and the new skin was powdered against the bones.

It should have hurt the main vein, and now he is trembling with a bowl of soup in his left hand, where can he afford to carry a sword, let alone compete with Xue Ling.

Xue Ling was stunned for a long time, and as soon as his hand touched it, his lips began to twitch. She used to shed tears, but rarely when she really wanted to cry. It was still early in the morning, but there were already soldiers passing by. She wanted to cry, but she felt ashamed, and her little face was distorted. Lu Wen'an was in pain, and he didn't even scream at the cub: "Don't be sad, little young master, a manly man, he still stands up to the sky without an arm or leg." It's me who can't beat that bitch, it's not yours. ”

As soon as Xue Ling heard him speak like this, he couldn't help but cry.

She is reckless in her life, arrogant in her daily life, and has not suffered any setbacks. Seeing that Lu Wen'an's arm was destroyed, the old man Taifu was also in front of him. I don't kill Beren, but Beren dies because of me. Now that Lu Wenan can't hold a sword anymore, what is the difference between her Xue Ling cutting off one of Lu Wen'an's arms.

The person in front of her is also a teacher, a father and a friend, and since she can remember, she has been shouting cubs behind her every day, and she wants the stars in the sky to be plucked. Xue Ling was out of breath crying, guilt and remorse.

Lu Wenan was also at a loss, and while whispering to Xue Ling that it was okay, he kept telling the soldiers who came over to get away. After Xue Ling cried for a long time and continued to smoke and ride, Lu Wenan raised his right hand and smiled frankly: "Luo'er, you see, even if your left arm is lost, Uncle Lu also protects you well." The day you became a general, and Uncle Lu saddled up before and after the horse, and did not give up. ”

He knew that Xue Ling had a nickname called Luo'er, but he only felt that he was too girlish and had never called it. Seeing Xue Ling crying so hard today, I think it's really sad. He almost grew up guarding Xue Ling. Naturally, he knew that Xue Ling was not a good person on weekdays, but in fact, he was delicate and kind. Knowing that this matter is probably too hard, I have been deliberately avoiding Xue Ling in the past few days, and I want to wait for a better point to recover and let Xue Ling know, but I didn't hide after all. I don't know how guilty Xue Ling is in private. became more and more open-minded, and only hoped that Xue Ling would not care too much.

These days are stable, but in the early years of the southern expedition and the northern war, Lu Wen'an has long been killed and died. Although the arm was not lost on the battlefield, it was given to Xue Ling, and he was willing. For Xue Yihan's grace. also for Xue Ling himself.

Xue Ling saw that he said easily, and suddenly stood up: "I will definitely be able to find the world's most powerful and easy-to-learn kung fu for you to learn, and in a few days, you will be the same as before." ”

Lu Wenan looked at the baby in front of him with a serious face, and couldn't help but smile and admonish: "Little master, how can there be any magic in this world." In the final analysis, you can't attack the sword and go to the front, you can't defend practice makes perfect, and you have your own creation by studying hard and practicing hard. You worry about the side door every day, let your dad know, and lie in bed for a few more days. ”

The more light Lu Wen'an was, the more guilty Xue Ling felt, and simply stretched out three fingers above his head and said to Lu Wen'an: "If there is really no magic in the world, then it doesn't matter, I will study and practice hard." With me Xue Ling for a day, I will protect Uncle Lu for a day and compensate you for an arm in this life. If anyone wants to do anything with Uncle Rue, he will not step on me! ”

The sun is in the sky, and the young man's words here are scorching, and the world can learn from it.

Twelve-year-old Xue Ling categorically never thought that a few years later, she would meet Lu Wen'an on the battlefield. Lu Wenan is no longer her opponent. Seeing that she was invincible, she directly blocked her left arm in front of her sword.

However, after several years of ups and downs of life and death, Xue Ling cut it down without hesitation. Then he stood ghostly in front of Lu Wen'an, who really had a broken arm, and asked with a sword: "Uncle Lu, you have always protected my back, why are you blocking me today?" ”

But the world is still long, at this time, Lu Wenan sat on the ground and looked at the baby in front of him, and at this moment he felt that Xue Ling was no longer the cub and had grown into his general.