At this moment, it was noon, and the soldiers were practicing on the martial arts training ground.

Although Yuan Bao has been in the barracks for four days, he only waits for Mo Junyi on the camp tent on weekdays, or helps Zhou Mu heal wounded soldiers at the military doctor's office, so he has never been to the training ground in front of him.

Now, looking at the neat and orderly team in front of him, the spectacular picture couldn't help but make Yuanbao's heart shake, and then stood up solemnly.

Tens of thousands of soldiers, with expressions and eyes, neat and meticulous teams.

Even if the scorching sun was in the sky, everyone was sweating profusely, and their faces were even more red from the scorching sun, but everyone never slackened at all, and their eyes were full of seriousness and firmness.

Because, in their minds, they are the pride of the Northern Night Empire, the patron saint of the Northern Night Empire, and it is their life's duty to protect their family and defend the country.

Looking at the neat and spectacular team in front of him, Yuanbao couldn't help but be moved by passion.

Just when Yuan Bao was deeply shocked by the scene he saw in front of him, suddenly, he only felt a hot gaze falling on him.

This gaze is so hot, as hot as fire, that it is impossible to ignore.

Feeling this, Yuan Bao was shocked, and couldn't help but slowly look up at that hot gaze.

I saw that on the two-story high platform in front of the martial arts training ground, a lean man in red was standing there quietly.

The ancient sky, blue as the sea, with white clouds, slowly fluttering with the breeze.

The charming sunlight fell straight down on the whole earth, making the whole earth colorful.

However, no matter how colorful and dazzling the colors around are, they are not as good as the man's red-clothed charm.

The long black hair, just with a red hairband, gently tied the upper part, the rest all scattered down, vertical waist, with the breeze, behind the man, raised an arc that was not as good, but also the man's lean and long figure, deeply outlined.

Broad shoulders, narrow waist, straight waist, slender long legs......

This man was born with a clothes rack, even if it was a simple red dress, he wore it with a sense of luxury.

Or because of the long-term march and war, even if the man just stands there quietly, the innate military fortitude on his body is difficult to ignore.

The graceful and noble, resolute and cold aura, combined together, made people's hearts beat faster and amazing, and they were reluctant to withdraw their gaze......

Just as Yuan Bao slowly raised her head and quietly looked at the man on the high platform, Mo Junyi's deep bloody eyes also fell on her body quietly.

On the martial arts training ground, there were many soldiers, but as soon as the figure of this young man appeared, his heart, as if he was touched by something, immediately followed the young man, and he was reluctant to look away.

Regarding his strange behavior, Mo Junyi himself was puzzled.

After all, no one had ever cared so much about him before.

Why, as soon as this young man appeared, his eyes seemed to be glued to him and could no longer be removed?

Why is that?

Could it be because of this young man's good-looking relationship?

Thinking of this, Mo Junyi's suspicious and inquiring gaze looked at the young man below.

The young man's body was just a dark brown gown, and the robe fit very well, which made the young man's body more and more petite and exquisite.