Wu Yan put down the chili pepper in his hand and withdrew his mind from the chessboard with a pale face. Before he knew it, he and Hu Jia had been fighting for seven days.

This is still the time on the chessboard that is not synchronized with the present world, otherwise, the two of them would not have to stay here for a year and a half to decide the winner.

In the past seven days, although he has taken a beast pill, he is not very hungry in his stomach, but fatigue is inevitable. As a last resort, Wu Gen could only rely on these chili peppers to refresh himself.

Hu Jia also woke up, his face was a little ugly, and he took out a pill and stuffed it into his mouth. Seven days of sleepless fighting, the consumption of the mind has reached the extreme, thanks to the courtyard master gave some awakening elixir, and finally survived.

glanced up at Wu Gan, and just wanted to say something about the scene, but the other party had already tilted his head and snored loudly. Hu Jia smiled bitterly and shook his head, feeling that he had not been wronged. Wu Gan's use of troops is eclectic, his means are repeated, he is impermanent, and he does not follow the rules, and he can be regarded as winning himself with his ability.

I wanted to get up with my hand on the chessboard, but I fell asleep when I saw a flower in front of me.

During the game, the people outside the court left and changed, but Nangong Ping and Luo Bing would come to watch the game every day. Seeing the end of the battle, Luo Bing laughed arrogantly, "Nangong Ping, where is the mountain gate, haha, I'm going to carry the mountain gate."

Nangong Ping smiled disappreciatively: "I can borrow you for a few days first, and then I can get it back in a few days."

"It's beautiful to think." Luo Bing stroked his hair and walked towards Taichung proudly. Looking at the pile of chili peppers beside Wu Gan, I couldn't help but feel a pain in my mouth. This kid can really eat it, and I wonder if it's time to send him some hemorrhoid medicine.

Xiahou Zhong beckoned the two Shenwu Academy students to carry Wu Gan up, and there was more relief in his eyes. After seven days of fierce fighting, he finally recaptured the mountain gate, and the depression of half a year was swept away.

When passing by a group of Shaoyang Academy students, Luo Bing held his head high, looked around, and was full of spirit.

"The battle of the dead king, even if it is won." Someone in the crowd muttered under their breath. There are a lot of fights between the two courtyards on weekdays, so naturally some people will not be convinced.

Luo Bing glanced around arrogantly, "People are in the country, isn't it just a dead emperor, it's a big deal to set up another one." As soon as these words came out, the four suddenly quieted down, and these words were a little too perverse, making people unable to answer.

Xiahou Zhong frowned, the master of his own courtyard was really a little open-mouthed, if he was attacked by someone with a heart, I am afraid that there would be another wave in the courtyard. Over the years, I have wiped my ass for this master, but he still does his own thing. Alas, disturbing.

"Although the lord of the country has collapsed, the country still exists, and there is still an endless feast, so what is there to blame in this war." Xiahou Zhong said loudly to the surroundings, his person was usually square, and as soon as this remark came out, it suppressed a lot of discussions.

Luo Bing walked to the mountain gate, pulled it hard, and the heavy mountain gate pillar was pulled out by him, and beckoned the two students of the Shenwu Academy who rushed to the mountain gate with their toes proud. As for the three words of Shaoyang Courtyard above, scratch and rewrite the name of your own courtyard.

Wu Yan slept for three days in a row before he recovered. As soon as I opened my eyes, a familiar big face was dangling in front of me, and it took me a long time to remember who it was, it was Zhang Rong who was smashed into the ground by himself that day.

grabbed the other party's clothes, "Bold thief, sneak around here while I'm asleep." It's not that I'm afraid that the other party has any bad intentions, the grinding plate Dafa has been retracted freely at this time, and with a thin waist slave staring, I'm really not afraid of someone secretly sneaking attack. It's just that when I open my eyes, I see this ugly face and feel a little disgusted.

"Slowly, slowly." Zhang Rong struggled for a long time to break free from Wu Gan's hands, "The master of the courtyard asked me to take turns to take care of you, now you are a celebrity in the courtyard, and the brothers and sisters all admire you."

After figuring out the reason, Wu Jian fell heavily on the bed again. This time he barely won Hu Jia, but his mind was already haggard to the extreme. On weekdays, no student is allowed to bring a slave, even nobles. However, he has made a great contribution to the Shenwu Academy, and he should enjoy some of it, so he said, "Senior brother, can you pour some water?"

"Nothing." Zhang Rong hurriedly replied, not minding that he was a noble person and served a Chinese person.

Zhang Rong came over with a full cup of tea, and there were two unbrewed tea stalks on the water. It is estimated that he has never done such work since he was a child, and he even has the rules of seven teas and ten wines

I don't know.

raised half of his body, took a sip into his mouth, and pounced, all spraying on Zhang Rong's face. Pale yellow tea trickled down the corners of his eyes, and a tea leaf still dangled from his eyebrows.

"You want to burn me." Wu Yan exclaimed bitterly.

Zhang Rong was stunned for a moment, and put a finger into the water, "It's not hot, you see." said that he didn't dislike it, and opened his mouth to drink the residual tea.

Wu Jian still didn't believe it, jumped up and ran to the table, stretched out his hand and touched the pot, his face was stunned, the water was not hot at all. Picked up the pot and poured it into the spout, "Scalding." A tingling pain came from his mouth, and he jumped straight to his feet in front of the table.

Zhang Rong scratched his head, "Senior brother, I'm afraid there is a sore in my mouth, this water is directly from the well, and it will definitely not be hot."

"Didn't the water boil?" Wu Gen Huo Ran turned his head.

"How do you burn it?" Zhang Rong looked ignorant.

Wu Gen was speechless for a while, "How do you make tea on weekdays."

"Just pour some water into the pot and throw some tea leaves." Zhang Rong looked innocent and spread his hands.

Bang, Wu Yan covered his face, and secretly glad that he had woken up earlier. Luo Bing thought of it, so that Zhang Rong, a person who didn't know the hardships of crops since he was a child, and didn't listen to the hard work of villains, took care of himself, and didn't toss himself to death.

But think about it, Zhang Rong is from a noble background, and these trivial things have been completed by his subordinates, where will he come from. I heard that the prince and the princess in the palace can't even use chopsticks.

Thinking of this, Wu Yan smiled and said lightly, "Senior brother, seeing that you have been tired for many days, you might as well change someone."

Zhang Rong stiffened his neck and said loudly: "Where did the senior brother say, you are so desperate for the hospital, I just help watch you, what is the fatigue. Don't worry, I'm here."

Wu Yan was stunned for a moment, recalling the scene of waking up, "Have you been looking at me all these days, just in the literal sense?"

Zhang Rong patted his chest and looked proud, "Yes, I just sit in front of the bed and watch you every day, this is what the master ordered."

Wu Gan made up for this big hairy face, sat in front of the bed with affection every day, staring at himself motionlessly, this feeling was ......

"Zhang ...... Senior Brother Zhang, the junior brother's body is indeed no longer tight, please go back." Wu Yan endured the cold and persuaded gently.

"How can that be done, junior brother has just woken up, how can there be no one around." Zhang Rong still refuses to give up.

"Senior brother, may I ask how you got to the Shenwu Academy." Wu Yan really doubted whether this person was beaten stupid by himself.

"My dad asked me to come, I didn't want to come, I came with a whip." Zhang Rong is right.

"Oh, brother, I suddenly realized that I needed a whip too."

"Why?"

"Beat you, if you don't leave, I'll beat you to death."

"Oh, okay, then I'm leaving." Zhang Yuan drooped his head and walked outside the house, one foot had already stepped out of the threshold, and his person leaned back again, "Senior brother, I'm afraid that you won't have anyone to call me when I leave, so why don't I call Ruyu to come over and serve you."

"Ruyu?" When Wu Yan heard this, his eyebrows moved, and when he heard it, he was a beautiful little lady, and he smiled, "I don't know which senior sister this is."

"Oh, it's the one who sent you off that day and delivered the wine."

"Get out, I'm in good shape." As soon as he thought of the woman who was five big and three thick, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, the heat that had just risen in Wu Gan's heart suddenly went out. What's the matter, is there any normal person in this Shenwu Academy?

Outside the courtyard, Zhang Rong changed his stupid appearance and wiped the tea stains on his face, "Xiao Sample, I still want Grandpa to serve you, I think it's beautiful."

After Zhang Rong left, Wu Gen looked in the mirror, only to find that it was full of large and small blisters, and it hurt to get a little cold water. It's no wonder that after seven days of fighting, I ate a lot of chili peppers, and the fierce battle was very hot, so it's no wonder that it doesn't bubble.

Since the recapture of the mountain gate this time, Wu Gan's walking in the courtyard has attracted a lot of kind eyes, and no one even mentions living in the Jiazi courtyard. After all, everyone respects the strong and the weak, and as long as you show your strength far beyond others, you will naturally win the respect of others. Fun Cabinet

The days of the Shenwu Academy were boring and orderly, and every day Wu Jian followed a group of senior brothers to practice martial arts to temper his body, practice the collection of military books, and was very busy. There is only one article, compared with others, Xiahou Zhong opened a scripture for Wu Gen alone, and all the teachings are monarchs, ministers, fathers, sons, loyalty, filial piety, benevolence, respect for virtue, etc., and it is taught by Xiahou Zhong himself, which is the only one in the academy.

A game made Luo Bing and Xiahou Zhong both see that Wu Jian was a person without a king. This kind of person, if he doesn't have some ability, it's just that, but look at what Wu Gen did, where is the appearance of no ability.

In this way, it is a little scary. If this kind of person goes on a bad road, he will not make Zhao Guo into a miasma, and he will not be implicated in the Shenwu Academy in the future. Even an informal person like Luo Bing recognized Xiahou Zhong's approach and agreed to give Wu Jian a moral and discipline education.

Every day, you don't need to practice the exercises, you don't need to read the book, but you have to hand in a moral essay, the number of words must not be less than 3,000 words, and the topic of the first day is on the importance of virtue.

At this moment, Wu Gen was bitter, more uncomfortable than killing him, and almost had the idea of skipping school. If it weren't for Zhu Qianhua's still waiting in Guiyuanzong, Wu Gen would have thrown a bunch of scriptures on Xiahou Zhong's face long ago.

On this day, Wu Gen was holding hands with Qi He without a punch on the school field, and a circle of newcomers beside him was carrying his senior brother to run and exercise. This is the rule of the Shenwu Academy, and every newcomer has to complete the course in the first year.

Ever since a senior brother who did not believe in evil fell off the wooden board carried by Wu Gen and broke his leg, no one dared to call Wu Gen again. Xiahou Zhong saw that he was wandering around the field with his hands behind his back, and he was really bored, so he found Qi He to come over and practice with him, so as to make a practice appearance, so as not to gossip about others.

Qihe, as always, was diligent and hardworking, and he was not perfunctory at all when he fought with Wu Gan. His skills are good, and he has already entered the three realms, which is also among the top students in the entire Shenwu Academy. If it weren't for such a foundation, how could a Shuren be promoted to a middle-aged person, and how could he run to the Shenwu Academy. In the eyes of others, this is like a child in someone else's family.

But even so, he is still not arrogant or impatient, he is diligent every day, and he is a hospital uniform and a pair of straw sandals all year round, which is simply harsh on himself to the extreme. When the brothers and sisters need to go down the mountain to run errands, they often find Qihe and give some errand fees, and Qihe can also earn some money every month. And all this money was sent back home by him.

Xiahou Zhong asked Qi He to accompany Wu Gan, in essence, he also hoped that Wu Gan would be able to get rid of some gangsterism and more righteousness.

The two were holding hands, and Wu Yan suddenly caught a glimpse of two people coming from the mountain road, and the two of them had met themselves. One of them was Hu Jia, and the other was the woman who stopped him at the door when he went to challenge Shaoyang Courtyard that day.

What are these two people doing here, in a distraction, they punched together, hitting Wu Gen in the face, and Wu Gen was beaten and flew out.

Qi He was shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly ran over to prepare to help. But as soon as he walked in front of Wu Gan, a black shadow suddenly fell beside Wu Gan, and his fat waist squeezed, and he actually knocked the Qihe of the three realms aside.