The mountain behind Jiupan Mountain is a vast school field, and hundreds of meters in front of the school field is the hunting place, the primeval jungle. Every year on the birthday of King Xu Chuxiao, he does not go to the mountainside Splendid Garden, in his own words, the troubled times are worthless, and the big fist is the last word. The military generals naturally squeezed Wenchen with that sentence, and Wenchen didn't believe it, and the right was the words that those reckless men used to put gold on their faces. As usual, on the day of the birthday, the first thing to do is to compete in this 100-meter school field, and the generals will fight one-on-one, and the victory or defeat is not to win or lose, but to the two red apples on the two flagpoles at both ends of the school field. The two flagpoles are each dozens of zhang long, looking upwards are far away, but the flagpole is only the thickness of an adult's thigh, destined to not stand much force, the rule is to get the apple without destroying the flagpole, the first to get the winner, can enter the ancient jungle for a quarter of an hour. This is a game that does not interfere with each other, but everyone has their own strengths, and the light body and kung fu are naturally dominant, and the others have to fight you on the ground and can't get up, dozens of flagpoles are unreachable in the eyes of others, but as long as there is no time limit on the generals, most of them can climb up like monkeys, and then evolve into a fight on the ground of the school field first, and then the victorious person will climb the flagpole to get apples.

"Chunfeng, do you have a favorite woman, if you do, tell your uncle that your uncle will help you propose, if you don't agree, take my soldiers and horses to grab it back. Along the way, Ye Wen and Chu Xiao chatted very happily, and Ma Rulong's interjections from time to time also played the role of the finishing touch, making time fly by, and soon came to the school field.

"It seems that Uncle Chu, who is the prince of Xu, is inevitably vulgar when he is old. Ye Wen was helpless, looking at the grimacing behind him, even Ma Rulong, who didn't help, was helpless. I can only divert the topic by myself, "What if these two flagpoles of dozens of feet are broken, Uncle Chu." ”

"That rabbit cub broke it, go inside and get one back for Lao Tzu, and it must be longer than the previous one! If the length is not enough, I won't smoke him!" Chu Xiao said heroically.

"Lord Wang!"

"Lord Wang!"

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The school field was full of generals with tigers and bears, and when they saw Chu Xiao who was on crutches and wearing reckless clothes, he greeted Chu Xiao with his fists in a low posture, Chu Xiao changed his kind face to Ye Wen on the mountain road, and nodded with a cold face, and his pace was very steady. Ye Wen looked around, and had a rough idea in his heart, generally standing in groups of three or five to greet Chu Xiao, Chu Xiao just nodded coldly, but those who stood there alone, seeing Chu Xiao coming, were not called the prince, but called the commander, Chu Xiao would smile in return, except for one person. Standing there alone, surrounded by some military generals who were talking and laughing, he stood awe-inspiring and didn't say a word. It was also the only one who only bowed his head and saluted when he saw Chu Xiao coming, but Chu Xiao didn't even give a stingy look. Ye Wen opened his mouth several times and thought about it, but he still forgot it.

"He's the old man Wenbao. Chu Xiao saw through Ye Wen's mind and opened his mouth to explain.

Ye Wen raised his eyebrows, so he was Chu Wenbao. "Uncle Chu doesn't have to be a father and son for my business, this has to be known to my father, and he won't scold me in heaven. ”

"It's okay, you don't have to take it personally, it's none of your business. Chu Xiao explained with a smile.

The three of them slowly walked to the platform in front of the school field, behind the platform is the mountain wall of Jiupan Mountain, the mountain wall is engraved with two big characters "martial arts", the handwriting is flying and sharp, as if it contains boundless sword qi stabbing together, Ye Wen's eyes hurt, and he just wants to shed tears. Suddenly, he felt the silent vibration of the seven-star dragon yuan in the sword box behind him, and the two big characters on the mountain wall were not as dazzling as just now, and the sword box behind him was not vibrating.

"It seems that your father's handwriting is not even spared by you, but it is open to your mother, haha. Chu Xiao watched from the side, until the sword box behind Ye Wen's back no longer trembled, and then said jokingly, "These two words were written here by your father, how about it." ”

"Hehe, after all, he is just a righteous son, and my father is a martial emperor through the ages. Ye Wen suppressed the surprise in his heart, pinched the sword mark in the sleeves of his hands, and suppressed the soreness in his arms.

"Yizi, hehe. "Chu Xiao can't be denied. Ignoring Ye Wen, who was staring at the mountain wall, he turned around and asked an old man on the stage in a low voice, "Hasn't Xiaowen come yet?"

The old man's hands were above his knees, his temples bulging and his fingerbones were swollen, and he squinted his eyes and looked around the school yard, and whispered back, "I didn't see it." ”

Chu Xiao closed his eyes and took a deep breath, "Drumming, let's start." Primary"

"Don't worry, wait a little longer, you know that kid Xiaowen, he is tired by nature. The old man named Ba Xian smiled and explained Chu Xiao, "No, isn't it here." ”

Chu Xiao looked over and saw the horseback figure coming in at the entrance of the school, his hands on willow canes couldn't help but tremble, and two lines of muddy tears flowed from his eyes.

Chu Wensheng rode on a tall horse, his body was not a brocade sable fur, but put on a suit of armor, the armor was mottled with traces, full of heavy breath, his arms were covered with tiger teeth, and there was a tiger head with a big mouth hanging on his chest, the tiger teeth were eerie and terrifying, and the lower body was a war skirt that did not affect the flexibility of the armor, and the war horse hung swords on the left and right, and carried a longbow. Xiliang Tiger Benjia is unique to the thirty guards under Ye Zi.

Chu Wensheng, who was on the high-headed war horse, still looked like a hanger, patted the horse's head, and motioned for the servant who led the horse to go to the school martial arts field. Walking forward to the front of the martial arts platform, Chu Wensheng dismounted handsomely, and threw a food box in his hand to the servant who led the horse, "Old man, do you see your son is handsome?"

"Jun, Jun!" Chu Xiao quietly wiped away the two lines of turbid tears that slipped down, and kept patting Chu Wensheng's shoulder, "You say, Jun is not Jun?" asked the generals who gathered loudly.

"Jun! Who doesn't know that His Royal Highness the Prince of the World is the top of the Jun in Xuzhou, and the little girl in the bazaar is not allowed to conceive the seed of the Prince of the World when she is looked at by the Prince! Haha" Many generals looked at King Chu Xiao of Xu, and then looked at the Prince of the World who was wearing armor, as if they saw Chu Xiao who was still the commander at that time, the same handsome and extraordinary, the same heroic.

Chu Wensheng rolled his eyes, "What does it mean that I can conceive my species at a glance, and I will go around the street and wait for twenty years to pull out a team of hundreds of thousands of horses?"

"Hahaha!" Chu Wensheng's words caused a burst of laughter.

"Ah Fu, bring it over, the old man walked for a day to pad his stomach, and when the time comes, he will say that I am not filial. Chu Wensheng pointed to the servant who had led the horse before. The servant named Ah Fu approached King Xu with the food box, opened the food box directly, took a fragrant white fungus lotus seed soup, and handed it to King Xu Chuxiao. Chu Xiao looked at the unruly Xiaofu unhappily, but after thinking about it, it was Chu Wensheng's kindness, and he didn't want to disturb the joyful atmosphere at the moment, so he took the white fungus lotus seed soup and blew it, and was about to pour it down, when suddenly changed, and stabbed out with a sheathed long sword and knocked over the bowl of white fungus lotus seed soup in Chu Xiao's hand.

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