Gongsun Jing had never thought about this before.

At this moment, he looked at Wang Anfeng, not knowing whether it was the influence of psychological factors or the stimulation of the taste of pickles in his mouth, and he felt more and more that the young man in front of him had many similarities with the thin scholar in his memory.

However, didn't the handsome fall in that incident back then?

There was a different color flashing in the depths of Gongsun Jing's eyes.

It was after that incident that the general completely cut off contact with his subordinates, like a drop of rain dissolved in the river, and there was no trace of it, allowing the people of the Shenwu Mansion to go crazy to find it, and there was no trace of it.

At the same time, in order to appease the stimulated clans, the current emperor, that is, the crown prince at that time, had to break up the Shenwu Mansion, break it into pieces, and disperse it into the eighteen-way iron cavalry of Great Qin, many of which were sent under the jurisdiction of the clan.

After the clash of light or darkness.

Almost seventy percent of the iron cavalry of Shenwu Mansion resigned from the military, and because of their origins, those who had to continue to stay in the army gradually became promiscuous, drinking day and night, only hoping to be expelled from the army.

When the tiger that was rushing at the front disappeared, they did not realize that they had broken their claws.

They would rather grind out their minions.

The only regret is that this minions have not been worn out on the battlefield, and it is even more regrettable, even if it is a vast Qin, it has also caused the heroes to fall on the court.

But at this time......

The change in Gongsun Jing's eyes gradually stabilized, he looked at Wang Anfeng, and decided to press this matter in the depths of his heart, the handsome man was too proud, and at the age of sixteen, he reopened a mansion in Daqin, although it did not exist for a long time, but such a feat, rare in ancient and modern times, and the prosperity of the edge has already burned the eyes of those families.

The handsome never cared.

But the young master in front of him is different from the big handsome, the power of those families who were enemies of the big marshal has become stronger and stronger, and the Shenwu Mansion that the big marshal regards as relying has been scattered in the world, and it is difficult to reunite, if those people know that the big handsome still has blood in the world, I don't know what they will do.

Thoughts go by in the blink of an eye.

At the very least, we should wait until the young master is stronger, and then tell him these things.

The generals and marshals hide their identities, I'm afraid that's the reason.

He has been following Wang Anfeng for a long time, and knows some of the origin of the boy, knowing that he lives in a small mountain village with Libo, that is, the general, and his father died when he was a teenager.

With his mind settled, Gongsun Jing's expression changed slightly.

As if more than 20 years ago, when he received the military order, he looked at Wang Anfeng, but he thought of it unconsciously.

If you don't need to take into account the reactions of those big families now, if you can still spread the Divine Martial Order all over the world now, how many familiar faces will reappear?

How many hands that are no longer young will pull out their spears again, fade away from the dullness of ordinary life, take out the still shining Shenwu armor from the dusty past, step on the dark horse, straighten their backs, as if walking from a dim memory, like a legend told by a storyteller, and reunite under this banner?

The eyes are slightly closed.

Gongsun Jing's ears seemed to have a crisp sound of horses' hooves.

It was as if I had heard that hoarse roar all over again.

Will they be the same as they were back then?

They'll be the same as they were back then.

Gongsun Jing's face became much softer, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, showing a quiet smile, there were traces left by time, with a look of nostalgia for the past, he suddenly came back to his senses, and saw Wang Anfeng looking at him curiously, out of concealment, instinctively chewed the food in his mouth, and then ......

The man's body stiffened instantly, and the smell of the mixture became strong again, and the originally solemn face instantly seemed to have been punched a few times, and it was distorted.

This damn pickles!

It's the same as it was back then......

His eyes were slightly red, but an urge to laugh rose in his heart.

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Fufu County.

Seven hundred meters outside the palace, the inn.

As the days go into the middle of winter, the weather turns cold, and ordinary people have already wrapped themselves tightly, like a zongzi, but Li Laosan only wore a woolen vest, revealing two thick arms like steel bars, and his muscles were up, because he had just practiced a set of knife techniques, he sweated a little, and in the midwinter air, there was also white gas.

These arms, the right arm is obviously thicker than the left arm, it is obvious that the knife is a knifeman, holding a Daqin horizontal knife in the right hand, the handle and the swallow of the scabbard next to it are smooth, the original somewhat dazzling metal color has been rubbed for a long time, faded sharp, leaving a warm and soft brilliance.

Li Laosan furrowed his eyebrows and looked at the sky in a daze.

Meng Yuexue since the day before yesterday came to Fufeng County, the whole person is like a demon, only sleep for a very short time every day, except for taking care of Chuan Lian, who is still asleep, all the time is spent in the classics of the school palace Fengzilou, the whole person is getting thinner and thinner, but his eyes are getting brighter and brighter.

He has always disliked those women from rich backgrounds, he feels that he is delicate and powerful, and he has to call for a long time when he touches a wound, and he can't bear hardship at all, although in Gongsun Jing's opinion, those little girls still don't look down on him, where is his turn to bury others, but even so, he doesn't like it.

Meng Yuexue is an exception.

Thinking about the girl who was gradually getting thinner, and Chuan Lian was still lying on the bed, Li Laosan's heart was a little blocked, and he felt that this was really not a fucking job, he liked to be cool, he liked to go straight, and he would definitely get results if he put in his hard work, so he liked the army and practiced martial arts.

This kind of thing that pays a lot of effort is likely to be meaningless in the end.

As long as he thought about it, he felt that his heart was very blocked.

But in this world, too many things are like this.

The horizontal knife in his hand slashed hard, setting off a fierce wind, and when the blade of the knife stood still, the ground cracked a faint but visible crack, and the dust was carried by the air waves, spreading from both sides of the blade, but the bluestone slab in the backyard of the inn was quite clean.

Arrogant vented the depression in his heart, Li Laosan exhaled a long breath of turbidity, ready to go back to take a cold shower to relieve fatigue.

At this moment, the sound of a flying eagle flapping its wings suddenly came from his ears, and Li Laosan couldn't help but pause slightly when he turned around.

A flying eagle with wings of about three meters hovered in the sky for a few weeks, and recognized Li Laosan below, and then chirped softly, and lowered his wings, Li Laosan recognized that this was a bird used for liaison in the Giant Whale Gang, his expression was slightly solemn, and his eyes swept over the letterhead tied to the flying eagle's claws, and he knew in his heart that it should be Gongsun Jing's plan for the next move.

I just hope that there will be no order for a direct return.

Li Laosan muttered in his heart, shook off the sweat, untied the letterhead from the flying eagle's leg, unfolded it, but found that it was not Gongsun Jing's handwriting, thinking that it should be from the hands of the young master, his expression was more solemn, he looked at it carefully, his eyes were slightly bright, and he murmured in a low voice:

"Medicine Man's Poison?!"

Li Laosan held the letterhead in his right hand and breathed a sigh of relief, and the depression in his heart couldn't help but calm down a lot.

As long as you know the name and want to find the corresponding way to deal with it, it is not difficult, but it is easy to do it, but there are some complaints, I don't know why Wang Anfeng didn't tell Meng Yuexue directly before, so that the latter has suffered so much in the past two days, and even a big man like him can't stand it.

"Brother Chuanlian, your luck is really good......"

Li Lao Sanxing entered the house and checked the pulse for Chuanlian, but he didn't find any abnormalities, but it seemed to have become a little stronger, but Chuanlian had a strange poison in his body, and his pulse was extremely weak, and a slight change was really difficult to detect.

What's more, at this time, Li Laosan was quite happy in his heart, and when he took the pulse, he was not very serious, and hastily confirmed that there was no worst situation, so he turned around and went out, and hurriedly rushed to the school palace, even the original idea of taking a shower was left behind.

After Li Laosan left, only Chuan Lian was left in this room, lying quietly.

The rest of the masters of the Giant Whale Gang are scattered into this city, doing some things by the way, except for the remaining three people who take turns to stay nearby every day to prevent accidents, and the three warriors left behind, if there is nothing important, will not enter that room.

So there was just silence in the inner room.

Only the faint sound of breathing sounded very steadily, and the sound of the wind was soft, which could suppress the sound of breathing, and I don't know how long it had passed, and the sound of breathing seemed to be faint.

Under the robe, Chuan Lian's heart suddenly beat a few times, and subtle blood-colored lines appeared, which continued to combine to form an extremely strange flower, the petals were like blood, enchanting and weird, not like something that could exist in the world.

The flower is slowly blooming.

The miraculous medicine that has been accumulated for an unknown amount of time has finally reached its peak at this time, and this time is even half a month earlier than Wang Anfeng's prediction through the signs, if he is here at this time, he will naturally be able to find that this strange flower is even more strange than he expected, and it can even disguise the signs by itself, as if it has its own spiritual intelligence, which is obviously an extraordinary product.

This flower will absorb vitality every day, mixed with the internal strength and essence blood of the original Chuanlian Eight-Rank Martial Artist, and in the past two years, Mengyuexue has never had a single day of intermittent supply of medicinal power, like a torrent of a long river, pouring into Chuanlian's heart.

The heartbeat, which was already so weak that it completely disappeared, seemed to disappear completely because it couldn't withstand such a majestic impact.

There was a dead silence in the room.

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Fufeng School Palace, Wind Building.

Thirty-first floor

The girl in the Mo Lan suit held a yellowed dossier and quickly browsed the contents, her eyes that should have been clear were bloodshot at this time, but she did not relax in the slightest, her teeth bit her lower lip tightly, her heart was anxious, but she couldn't help comforting herself.

Brother...... I'm sure I'll find a way to save you......

You're going to wait for me.

You must believe me......

The anxiety in her heart was suppressed, and she kept looking for relevant classics, and she didn't know that there were other students who often read here in order to prepare for the master's examination, and occasionally looked at her with a look full of surprise, not knowing what was supporting this emaciated girl.

At this moment, someone seemed to gently tapped her on the shoulder.

A familiar gentle voice came from his ear, and he said softly:

"Hmm."

"Naturally, I believe in your ......"

Meng Yuexue's body stiffened, and she turned around suddenly, but behind her, she could only see the high-spirited students of the Academy, reading quietly, people coming and going, some people were laughing, some people were talking in a low voice, and there was tenderness between their eyebrows. This is the school palace she longed for, it was very lively, but at this time, it was like being in two worlds with her, and it was separated.

She watched this person come and go, and felt some kind of indescribable loneliness, as if the world was vast and boundless, but she was the only one left, standing alone in this world.

There is no way back.

PS: Today's second update is presented......