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"Look at you two, I'm fine, but you've passed out. Qinglin pursed his lips, his little face with a little pride and disdain.

Song Zhen and Wang Erlao blushed, and muttered in their hearts, of course you are fine, but I don't know how much pressure we are under, if you have three long and two short, we must not be exterminated by the Nine Clans.

"Come on. Qinglin stretched out his arm.

"Coming back?"

Song Zhen's heart jumped, but seeing that Qinglin was unharmed, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and he didn't notice that Qinglin's arms began to become transparent, picked up the wooden stick and iron rod, gritted his teeth and smashed it.

This time, the two of them did not faint, only to see Qinglin's forehead in cold sweat, his teeth were tightly pressed with wooden branches, his eyes were closed, and he was sitting cross-legged.

They didn't know that Qinglin was absorbing aura, but they could feel that a burst of refreshment was flowing in their bodies, which was borrowed from Qinglin's light, and some aura penetrated into their bodies to drive away impurities.

For an hour, the two were dumbfounded.

They watched with their own eyes as Qinglin's arms gradually transformed and recovered from the terrible redness and swelling, and finally, formed a red light.

The red light flickered a few times before disappearing, and the two of them rubbed their eyes fiercely, although they were shocked, they knew that they were absolutely not wrong!

"Little Prince, your cultivation ...... Is it a family work?" Song Zhen couldn't help but ask.

I didn't want Qinglin to glare at him: "Don't you see it?"

"Like, like...... It's family merit, it's family merit. Song Zhen swallowed his saliva, what a thought he had, knowing that the little prince did not want others to know this exercise.

......

This cultivation lasted until it was dark, and when Qinglin's arms recovered, the red light continued to flicker, and with each cultivation, the time for the red light to flicker would increase.

"Alright. ”

Seeing the sun setting, Qinglin exhaled lightly and said, "Take my jade plate and go to the account room to receive ten taels of silver, and count my reward for you." ”

"Thank you, little prince!"

The two of them were overjoyed, their monthly salary was only ten taels of silver, and they didn't want to have such benefits just one day, so they were naturally excited.

"Wang Er, Xiaohong in Guilanfang is mine today, you are not allowed to rob me. ”

"With these ten taels of silver, I still can't look down on Xiaohong!"

Looking at the backs of the two of them gradually drifting apart, a smile appeared on the corner of Qinglin's mouth.

This kind of cultivation method is very hard and painful, but the harvest is also very great.

Qinglin didn't know that his strength at the moment was a martial artist, after all, physical cultivation and spiritual cultivation were different, before the appearance of the emperor spirit, he had never heard of a method of physical training, and even more heard that before someone became a martial artist, he could absorb the aura of heaven and earth.

The so-called 'spiritual objects' are actually born for the nourishment of the aura of heaven and earth, and they are formed after years of growth.

Now he directly absorbs the aura of heaven and earth, which saves the difficulty of obtaining spiritual objects.

Of course, aura and spiritual things are incomparable, between the two, it is equivalent to dark clouds and rain, a gas, a liquid, how can it be the same?

If you have the opportunity, you will naturally get spiritual objects.

......

Day after day, month after month, and in the blink of an eye, it's spring again.

After the Chinese New Year, Qinglin will be eleven.

Now, he has begun to cultivate his legs, as Emperor Ling said, fingers with fist strength, palm with arm strength, arm strength with leg strength.

If you don't have legs, it's a fist, and it's useless.

Cultivate your legs, increase your strength, increase your speed, and when your legs are cultivated, you will be the upper body.

It's still Song Zhen and Wang Er, the two of them are used to it, and when Qinglin looks for them, he gives ten taels of silver every day, and the two of them are happy.

Jin Yuan once found out that something was wrong, Wang Er and Song Zhen would go to receive silver taels every day, and now, there are at least a thousand taels.

But the two of them went away with Qinglin's jade card every time, and Qinglin made excuses to prevaricate, although they knew that Qinglin was lying, they still didn't ask more.

She felt that Qinglin couldn't cultivate, maybe she was also distressed and irritable in her heart, so she spent money to expel her troubles, in general, a few thousand taels of silver, Qingyuan Mansion didn't care.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, Qingyuan and Qingchan's father and daughter finally took time out and returned to Qingyuan Mansion.

The four major tribes are also going to celebrate the New Year, and the two sides have a little tacit understanding to stop the war.

Although Jinyuan didn't want Qingchan to join the army, Emperor Yuzhao personally issued an order, so she could only sigh helplessly.

"Sister, is life in the army good?

I haven't seen her for a long time, Qingchan is becoming more and more beautiful, her long hair is neatly tied behind her head, her face is becoming more and more standard, and her delicate facial features seem to be deliberately created by God, and she is placed on her fair-skinned, blown-up face, and her slender figure is completely stretched out of her slender curves by the tight-fitting military uniform, and her temperament is sharp and dusty, giving people a heroic and sassy feeling.

It's just that these months of army time have made Qingchan's innocence disappear in her bones, she has witnessed countless killings, and there is a helpless tiredness and relaxation on her beautiful face.

"It's boring, my brother doesn't want to join the army, it's better to join politics. Qingchan looked at Qinglin with an expectant face, touched his head, pursed her lips and said: "I heard that there are countless beautiful girls in the emperor's palace, and there are also royal princesses. ”

"I'm still young, so I'm in a hurry to marry a daughter-in-law. Qinglin pursed his lips, his face showing yearning: "I'm not interested in politics, I intrigue all day long, and I cheat." Like my sister, riding horses across the battlefield and killing enemies in the cold is my goal. ”

"No way!"

This time, it was not Jinyuan who spoke, but Qingchan who blocked it: "What's so good about the army?

"Why ......" Qinglin pursed his lips, his voice lowered, and he sounded very aggrieved. When my sister was angry, he was still scared.

Why?

Qingchan smiled bitterly in her heart.

In just a few months, she almost died at the hands of the enemy several times, and if it wasn't for the timely rescue of others, she would have died long ago.

She is not afraid of death, but she is afraid of the death of her family, especially Qinglin, the only younger brother she loves very much.

Qinglin can't cultivate, but he wants to join the army and die on the battlefield?

The delicious Chinese New Year's Eve dinner gradually appeared on the table, and Jinyuan and Qingyuan were in front of Qinglin, very consciously not talking about the army, which made Qinglin's expectant heart a little lost.

"Tomorrow on the first day of the new year, that thunder should come to propose. Qingyuan sandwiched some dishes for Qingchan and Qinglin, looked at Qingchan, and said, "What do you think?"

Qingchan fell silent, in the past few months in the army, she has experienced countless killings, and her heart has already grown, and she doesn't think about anything.

"Propose?" Qingchan didn't say anything, but Qinglin was confused: "What kind of promote?"

"Lei Ming likes your sister and wants your sister to marry him. Qingyuan said.

"No way!"

Qinglin slapped the table and stood up: "Thunder is like that, I get angry when I think about it." My sister is so good-looking, there are more men to choose from, why marry him?"

"You kid ......" Jin Yuan and Qing Yuan glanced at each other, shook their heads and smiled bitterly.

"Let's eat first, tomorrow's business, tomorrow's business, tomorrow's later. Qingchan looked calm.

......

In the early morning of the next day, Qingchan and Qinglin stood in the living room, unlike in the past, now Qinglin no longer holds the stove in his hand, like a real man.

"My brother also loves beauty, and his hair is dyed purple, but it's beautiful. Qingchan took advantage of her leisure time to ridicule Qinglin.

"I didn't!" Qinglin puffed out his cheeks and said, "I don't know why, my hair is no longer black as before, it has become like this, and I am also very troubled." ”

Indeed, from the beginning of the training, Qinglin's hair turned purple, which is very surprising, but I can't find out why.

Many people think like Qingchan, thinking that Qinglin is dyed purple, but because they are shy, they dare not admit it.

It is undeniable that this purple hair is indeed very good-looking, which makes Qinglin's delicate and handsome face look a little bewitching.

"My brother has grown up so much, and in a few years, there will be a lot of girls chasing my brother. Qingchan dotingly touched Qinglin's purple hair.

Qinglin was about to speak, but at this moment, a large group of people came from outside the door, and in front of him was Lei Zhen, the king of Zhenxi, and his two sons, thundering and thundering.

Behind them, a large crowd of people carried red boxes, eight in number, and their contents seemed to be extremely heavy, and the person carrying the boxes looked a little struggling.

"Sister, it's them. Qinglin grabbed Qingchan's hand tightly, he had been taking it to heart what his father said about proposing marriage last night.

Since he was six years old when he was angry with Lei Ming, Qinglin has never seen him again, thinking that it was because of the war with the four major tribes, and in the past four years, there has not been too much collusion on the first day of the new year.

Today, it is the second side of Qinglin to see the thunder.

Now Lei Ming's figure is even stronger, with a full meter of eight or nine, and his skin is darker, giving people a feeling of great strength.

To be honest, Lei Ming is not ugly.

Seeing the arrival of such a big scene by Lei Zhen and others, how could Qing Yuan not know why, sighed in his heart, showed a smile on his face, and hurriedly greeted him: "Brother Lei, why is this?"

Lei Zhen knew that Qingyuan asked knowingly, and laughed: "Brother Qingyuan said that he laughed, in the past few months, I have watched Lei Ming and Qingchan have a very tacit understanding. Yesterday, Lei Ming told me again that he was desperate for Qingchan, and he would not marry her. After a night of thinking, I finally decided to come to propose marriage today with thunder. ”

Lei Ming was clever, and hurriedly stepped forward, looking at Qingchan's peerless face, revealing admiration: "Qingchan, I really like you, marry me!"

"No way!"

Qingchan didn't speak, but Qinglin shouted directly: "You are arrogant and arrogant, you have bullied me and my sister before, and you want my sister to marry you, but I am the first to disagree!"

Lei Ming was stunned, he had already forgotten about it, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Brother Qinglin, I apologize to you for that incident, I was young and ignorant, I was wrong." ”

"No! just can't do it!" Qinglin said very resolutely.

"This ......" Lei Ming looked helplessly at Lei Zhen.

He really likes Qingchan very much, and the two of them often help each other in the army, although I don't know what Qingchan thinks, but he is wishful thinking.

The army has honed his arrogant personality has long been smoothed out, and he is not as arrogant as he used to be when he treats Qinglin.

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