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Narcissus's scolding, Wu Chengfang woke up and caused trouble, didn't say anything, didn't let go of his fart, turned his head and crashed into the room, his clothes collapsed, and he fell asleep. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Narcissus regretted his impulsiveness a little, if some people in this courtyard didn't fall asleep, and heard what he just said, it would be unsightly for Wucheng to look good, and he would be embarrassed. Seeing that Wu Cheng entered the room safely, the door was wide open, and he didn't want anything else, so he turned around and left, laughing secretly along the way.

On the second day, Wucheng woke up, the sun was already on his buttocks, and he couldn't remember the indecent narcissus that happened last night, but he remembered the trouble of finding Song Qingqing.

Wu Cheng went out of the door listlessly, and while looking for food, he secretly calculated: trouble to find, but not blatantly to find it.

Before Wucheng's home remedies could come up with half of it, he ran into Shui Yun on the way, and heard him say that Song Qingqing had already gone to Xinglong Bay to get medicine for his father.

Wu Cheng didn't want to ask much, so he continued to go in the direction of eating, and said in his heart: "It's good to get out." ”

After that, the three Wu family lived happily in the Longyu Pit, first playing around, and then working and eating together with the people in the pit.

Bashu really got his wish to stop fighting, and Mu Cheng and Menglong led more than 400 warriors to return to their hometowns. In this battle, more than 50 people were killed and wounded by the large tribe of the Yu clan.

The warriors returned to Danfushui, and the soldiers were compensated for the dead and wounded, rewarded the soldiers who participated in the battle, and set up a banquet in the Hu'an Palace to comfort their labors, and the main generals of Xiangshan, Ruo Chunpei, Tho Huai, Yu Chang, and the two divisions of Shui and Shan were invited.

Don't talk about idle things. At the right time, the master of the mountain master, Mu Cheng, expressed the merits of Tutianqi: "This time, our troops suffered the least loss, and Tutianqi made the greatest meritorious service, if he didn't lead the Tu clan warriors to touch the eyes of the Shu people, we would definitely lose more than this person." ”

Uncle Yu and Yu Chang nodded slightly, and the others didn't react, so they hurried to enjoy the food.

Although he is also the commander of each division, Pu Yancang's background is far from being as good as that of Mu Cheng, and he does not have the dual identity of Mu Cheng or the leader of the sub-tribe. Since Xiangyin left, there is a shortage of 500 members in the boat division battalion of Pangu Lake, can Yi Jun consider Ren Tutian as the partial general of the boat division. ”

Xiang Shan listened to the speeches of the two masters, which was tantamount to a joint recommendation, and hurriedly retracted the hand that was about to take the turtle meat, and said: "What the two of you said is very biased. Tutian ruler has courage and no strategy, but he can lead a team of people who dare to die, and it is not suitable to be a general. ”

There is not much face-to-face interaction between Zhu Menglong and Tutianqi, but this time they went out to fight together, and they have some understanding, knowing that he is excellent in martial arts, but he always feels that he has no strength to want to be close to him, maybe he doesn't see himself in his eyes, and he doesn't like him very much, so he said: "Fan Xiaohu has to be a general in the army many times, and he doesn't want to die of old age as a guard in Hu'an Palace, besides, Brother Xiaohu is also very good at water kung fu, why not use him?"

Pu Yancang got up and thanked him: "The last general is in the boat division, and Xiaohu can never go back to the boat division." ”

Uncle Gu understood that he intended to avoid suspicion caused by Weng Son-in-law and the boat leader, and said: "Whether the wolves are strong or not depends on the leading wolf. I see, both of them can be reused. ”

Zhongqing Xiangshan saw that his master was so kind and muddy, and it was not good to prevent the appointment of Tutian ruler, and at the same time, he hoped that Fan Xiaohu would stay in Hu'an Mountain, so he could increase the strength to contain Mu Cheng and Gu Qing. Tutian ruler is 500 long, and Fan Xiaohu is 500 long. ”

Look. The above table is almost the same as today's filing.

A few days later, Tu Tianqi and Fan Xiaohu went to their respective posts.

Besides, Du Qunfang, Mu Mangzi, and Lan Hui were tormented in the camp of the prodigal soldiers. During this time, the mountain division went to the front, and Qing Qing's injuries were not all healed, and he presided over military affairs at home.

Qing Qing, at the age of twenty-eight, martial arts to see the true legend of the sword, loyal and brave, not smiling, strict, inevitably too strict with the soldiers, his father Jian Jian many times before his death, the character dictated, repeatedly taught.

After the main general Mu Cheng set out on the expedition, the mountain division left by the general Qing Qing was particularly strict, and the newly acquired prodigal soldiers were even more harsh, in the eyes of the three of Du Qunfang, it was simply a living Yama king, like sitting in a prison, living like a year.

The three of Du Qunfang, who were uncomfortable, heard that the war in Bashu was over, and Mu Cheng and the others had also returned, hoping that the general situation would be relaxed, and Hu'an Mountain would also relax, and the prodigal pawns would naturally let go of the wind, go out to open meat, and meet women, but they were still not allowed to leave the prodigal camp at one step. Du, Mu, and Lan felt that they were more tightly controlled than before, and they were anxious.

This night, the moon and stars were scarce, Du Qunfang waited until the other prodigal pawns were asleep, got up quietly, and woke up Mu Mangzi and Lan Hui.

The three of them pretended to be Gong Gong and hid by the haystack near the latrine, where they reclined on the hay. Du Qunfang is in the middle, Mu Mangzi on the left, and Lan Hui on the right.

Du Qunfang glanced at the moon and said, "I don't know how long I have to be locked up here?" The bullshit general here can't fight a war, so he will be sent to teach the prodigal pawns! It's just a prison, when can I get out?"

Mu Mangzi said: "Brother dog, don't dare to say this, listen to what they are saying, the leader of the Lang Pawn Camp is Xiangmei, he went to the battlefield, and he is in charge of it for the time being." His father was one of the five great swordsmen of the past generations, and he himself is known as one of the five great swordsmen of the current clan. It's a pity that Xiang Yin is dead, and there are only four swordsmen. ”

"The good sword is used on the battlefield, and the other famous samurai have gone, why didn't he have to go? Qunfang disagreed.

Lan replied: "Hairy dog, the mystery of this is that you don't understand. ”

Mu Mangzi said happily: "You often say that I don't understand, but this time I am comfortable." ”

"I don't understand, size is a thing! If you don't understand, it's nothing!" Du Qunfang sneered.

Lan Hui said to a piece of hay in Bian Jue's mouth: "The mountain master has an important role, which is to defend the Hu'an Palace, and Yu Qing is in charge of the mountain master who stays behind, precisely for the safety of the Hu'an Palace." I also heard that his last injury was not all healed. ”

Du Qunfang was unconvinced: "I understand this, who are you?"

Lan Hui smiled a little contemptuously: "This is something that is fixed at a glance, and what does it have to do with whom." ”

Mu Mangzi said: "It's useless to say this, it's closed in this prison, and finding a way to get out is the first thing." ”

Du Qunfang said: "No, you are also wooden! The trouble is that as long as the mountain master is not dead, Xiangmei must come back." I heard them say that as long as they entered the camp of the prodigal soldiers, no one had ever been able to leave standing, in fact, Xiangmei was even more ruthless than Zhangqing, and even more yin. As soon as he returns, he will come and take over the prodigal again. If you don't leave this hellish place before he takes charge again, you will die at his hands. ”

Mu Mangzi said: "Are you afraid of death?"

"Am I more afraid of death than you!

Lan Hui smiled: "This is reasonable. If it is in the hands of a master like Fan Yuntong, it is worth it, if it is in the hands of Mu Mangzi, then it is better to die in the hands of the little she-wolf of Dream Valley Peony Leaf. ”

Hearing that Dream Valley was said, Mu Mangzi said, "I don't know if Mu Qingshan has arrived at Panhu?"

"I'm afraid that someone will come, to make a long story short, what's the trick?" Du Qunfang said anxiously.

Mu Mangzi said, "Don't you have an acquaintance?"

"Of course there are acquaintances, but this place is like a sinkhole prison camp, not a single mouse who is still feeding can't get in, how can I see Guo Sixteen?"

All three sighed at the same time.

Mu Mangzi felt that the moon in the sky was also sighing for them, and became a little faint.

After a while, Du Qunfang said: "I hate Qingqing, Zheng Cong and others, I don't believe that I am from Wanfeng Village! ”

Mu Mangzi said with a smile: "You are neither his old father nor his little son, and Baganzi is not a distant relative, will he come to see you for no reason? ”

Du Qunfang couldn't wait to tear Mu Mangzi's mouth. Since entering the camp of the prodigal soldiers, Du Qunfang feels that Mu Mangzi and Lan Hui are like sworn brothers, and often join forces to fight themselves.

Lan Hui laughed secretly, while thinking, seeing that the two of them stopped talking, he said: "This is easy to do, Mu Cheng is the master of the mountain master, as long as he hears this, he will come uninvited." He lifted his body and bit the ears of both of them.

Mu Mangzi said happily: "My brother will only say: If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan, I think it is better to make a big plan for Lan Hui than a small one!"

"Qu Python's mouth is not enough to worry about!" Lan Hui laughed.

The deeper the contact, the more Du Qunfang felt that he couldn't understand Lan Hui more and more, stared at the sky, and didn't answer.

"You sleep here, don't you stink?" At this moment, the person who was in urgent need of urine came, and the three of them took the conversation back to the room.

The next day, it was another high-intensity training. Today's training subject is called "short gram length", that is, two people practice, one of them uses the imitation of the long sword of the Chu State, and the other uses the short sword of the Ba State, specifically training the short sword of the Ba Sword to defeat the Chu sword.

Under the sun, on the mud dam, a team of prodigal soldiers, more than 30 people, of different heights, just like rangers, each wearing their own clothes, just lined up, and looked at the big appearance to give a lecture.

Xiangmei has returned to Hu'an Mountain, and after a few days of rest, he will come to take over the Lang pawn again, and today is the last lecture of Yu Qing.

After the lecture, Du Qunfang said: "General, the villain has something unclear. ”

"What's the matter?"

"We, the Ba people, which one is not moving around in the mother's belly, but also using a few martial arts, you recruited us to fight a war, just send us directly to the battlefield, no one can urinate, why do you need to lock us up here to train what to practice? ”

Seeing that this prodigal pawn was very outstanding in physique and character, he said: "You are a good question! Take people's goods and eliminate disasters for people, since you have entered the prodigal camp, you should be in charge, no matter where you come from! Therefore, the second son, Basi'an, once said: The Ba people do not lack warriors who are not afraid of death, but what they lack is warriors who do not know how to die. It's to teach you how to die first!"

Yu Qing paused and continued: "It's worth dying a good time!"

Du Qunfang said: "I am convinced of this." There is one more point: should the head of the sect be higher than our martial arts?"

Yu Qing didn't think about it, he didn't know that it was a trap, and replied casually: "This is nature!"

Lan Hui shouted: "The general said it well!

Yu Qing suddenly came to his senses and sneered: "You mean, your martial arts are higher than us?"

The temporary leader of this prodigal army is named Zheng Cong, who is the grandson of Zheng Zheng, the former Zhongqing of Hu'an Palace, and the son of Zheng Ji, the current Qing. This person is seven feet seven inches long, the tiger has a majestic style, the face is slightly green, often a pair of bison leather boots on his feet, nicknamed "the green-faced tiger", the martial arts are strong, the most absolute is the martial arts immediately, and the dream dragon, the young and called Hu'an Mountain "three unique equestrians".

Zheng Cong was beside Xiao Qing, and when he heard this, he said angrily: "I haven't written and crawled yet, I want to learn to walk! General, please allow me to teach them how to behave!"

Lan Hui made a grimace at Du and Mu: "I'm desperate!" Before the words were finished, he had already raised his sword and came out of the ranks.

Seeing this, Zheng Cong drew his sword and rushed towards Lan Hui.

There was no need to bother, he took the move, and fought for more than 30 rounds, without a win.

Seeing that Lan Hui's martial arts were not under Zheng Cong, Qing Qing was taken aback and shouted, "Stop!"

Zheng Cong listened to the order, and the sword momentum in his hand slowed down, but Lan Hui was about to cause trouble, and he took a quick stride and forced Zheng Cong's throat.

Applause!

Zheng Cong was furious in his heart, but as a samurai, he knew that the opponent's sword had been pressed against his neck, and he could kill himself in one fell swoop, and his whole body seemed to be stiff, motionless.

Du Qunfang and Mu Mangzi cheered vigorously! Other prodigal pawns also continued to cheer!

Yu Qing shouted: "All stand back!"

Lan Hui looked at Zheng Cong, who was angry and ashamed, smiled lightly, withdrew the sword, and with a dashing movement, put the sword into the sheath, turned around and retreated into the column.

Zheng Cong longed for a crack in the ground.

Although the first game was won beautifully, things were not as big as they calculated, Du Qunfang shouted: "General, dare you compete with me!"

These words are blatantly a challenge, and people who are ten times more stupid than Mu Mangzi can hear it.

Zheng Congcai lost the face of the mountain master, and it was also the face of the nobles of Hu'an Mountain, of course Qing wanted to save it, and said angrily: "Only then do you understand!

Gu Qing originally spoke briefly, but at this time, he didn't say more, he came up with his sword, and Du Qunfang fought.

After sixty or seventy rounds of fighting, Qing Qing was injured in the end, and he gradually couldn't parry.

Suddenly, Du Qunfang used a self-created trick he called "Shaking Feng", which was unexpected by Yu Qing, who was well-informed about the willow leaf sword, and hurriedly dodged sideways, lost his balance, and almost fell to the ground.

Du Qunfang did not chase and fight fiercely, he accepted it when he saw it, he retracted the sword blade, and respected it on the surface, but in fact he laughed: "General be careful, the mud is slippery! ”

After speaking, Du Qunfang was also like Lan Hui, put away his sword in a chic manner, and then stretched out his right hand, which meant to support his opponent like an old and infirm person, which was even more malicious humiliation.

Qing Qing didn't know how to save face for a while, didn't speak, and didn't act.

Du Qunfang gave him a standard salute and came over to the Lang pawn.

Since his debut, he has competed with the recognized masters of Dan Fushui, except for the oral convincing loss to Xiangyin, the others are mostly point-to-point, where have he ever received this kind of shame, not to mention that the opponent is a penniless and lowly prodigal pawn, and there are so many pairs of lowly eyes staring, his face is like a layer of skin has been peeled off, his face is red, his anger is as rough as a cow, and his eyes are bulging straight.

How could the face of one of the five great swordsmen of the Hu'an Mountain tribe be lost, and he had already stood firm, and he also returned to his normal thinking, and shouted: "Boy, who told you to leave! Turn around! Fight to the death!"

Gu Qing has always been strict with the sergeants, and if he makes a slight mistake, he will be severely punished. Although he has not been in charge of the prodigal for a long time, it is the same as Xiangmei's combination of soft and hard.

Most of the prodigal pawns have eaten Qingqing's killing stick, not to mention, and the treatment is not as good as Xiangmei, they have long been dissatisfied, and they are originally some reckless outlaws who have milk and are mothers, and when they saw him lose, they didn't admit it, and they made an uproar.

It is often said that with whom to follow, what to learn, a small group of samurai accompanying Qingqing naturally often acted as thugs, and when they saw that the situation was not good, they drew their swords one after another, lined up in formation, and shouted loudly.

Gu Qing had a bad temperament, and he also raised his sword in his hand and glared angrily.

Suddenly, the prodigal pawns were enraged by this inappropriate emergency measure, and one of them shouted, "Kill these thugs!"

"I wanted to kill them!"

Someone followed, and the scene quickly developed out of control.

This situation is too intense, and it greatly exceeds the assumptions of Du Qunfang and Lan Hui in advance. The two understood that the sword was tense, and as soon as either of the two sides struck first, the scuffle would break out immediately. The two of them regretted it, and they were at a loss for a while, not knowing whether to pick up the sword or not. After only one sentence, it was decided not to draw the sword first, and each held the hilt of the sword, and unsheathed it at any time.

Only Mu Mangzi was the quietest, standing to the left of Du Qunfang, as if he was scared silly, or all this had nothing to do with him.