Marshal's House.

There were two people sitting in the reception room, one of them was Emperor Fengling, the emperor of the Heavenly Bow Empire, and on the other side was a strong man like an iron tower. He looks like he is in his fifties, with a faint halo under his bronzed skin, a Chinese face, a pair of tiger eyes, a straight nose and a square mouth, although he is sitting, he can also see the majesty of his body. The rock-solid muscles fully propped up the suit, the eyes were blazing, and a pair of dark eyes exuded a deep luster. This person is the pillar stone of the Heavenly Bow Empire, the generalissimo Zhou Buffalo. That is, Zhou Weiqing's father.

Generalissimo Zhou, like Shangguan Bing'er, was also born in a civilian family, and when he was a child, he made a living by herding cattle, so he got the origin of this name. No one dared to make fun of his name, because those who did it were already dead.

"Your Majesty, look at this. Someone sent it this morning, it was the handwriting of the little rabbit. Zhou Buffalo handed a letter to Di Fengling.

"Brother Zhou, you didn't make it to comfort me, did you. I have made up my mind, if something happens to Wei Qingzhen, this girl will be buried with him. Di Fengling said resolutely. Yesterday, he personally took Di Fuya to the door to apologize, but learned that Zhou Weiqing had not returned, so he immediately sent a large number of people to search outside the city, but found nothing.

Zhou Buffalo said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, how dare the minister deceive the king? Don't be deceived by this little rabbit's honest appearance, in fact, he is more cunning than anyone else, even I have been deceived by him many times." This time I guess I knew that I was in trouble, and I didn't dare to come back because I beat him, and it sounded good, what went out to have a fight, bullshit, I think, he didn't dare to come back, don't pay attention to him. ”

Di Feng Ling smiled bitterly: "If Wei Qing doesn't return for a day, I won't be at ease for a day! This matter is all Di Fuya's fault, big brother, if Wei Qing comes back, you can't beat him, speaking of which, this kid is also pitiful, and he was born with vein occlusion is not what he thinks, so don't be too embarrassed for him." ”

Zhou Buffalo snorted, "Tiger Father and Dog." However, this kid is still a little self-aware, he is right, how can he be worthy of Her Royal Highness the Princess? I think, according to what he said, the marriage is still canceled. ”

Di Feng Ling's color changed, "How can that work." Di Fu Yasheng is a member of your Zhou family, and death is a ghost of your Zhou family, big brother, you don't have to say anything about it, if you regret your marriage because Wei Qing is not a pearl master, then am I still worthy of being your brother?"

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When Zhou Weiqing woke up from the coma, he found that he was already in a tent, and when he woke up, he suddenly felt that there was no pain in his whole body, and his body was even more sweaty and uncomfortable. In particular, his legs, as if they had been filled with lead, moved slightly, and suddenly felt as if they had been pricked by thousands of steel needles, and he couldn't help but moan.

"Shangguan Bing'er, you little girl, you wait, sooner or later, Lao Tzu will press you under your body and ravage you. ”

After a little relief, Zhou Weiqing barely got up from the bunk on the ground, and as soon as he sat up, he saw two large bowls and a note next to the bunk.

One of the two large bowls contained three large steamed buns, and the other bowl contained two dishes, one stir-fried greens and the other stewed meat. Zhou Weiqing, who was tired all afternoon, was hungry early in the morning, so he immediately grabbed the steamed bun unceremoniously and ate it, and said secretly in his heart: Count Guan Bing'er, this little girl, still has a little conscience. The steamed buns and vegetables are still warm, and the taste is quite good, obviously not from the big pot rice of the ordinary soldier's canteen. While eating, Zhou Weiqing went to look at the note, and the content left on the note was very simple, only four words: Continue tomorrow.

"Damn, it's not over yet, isn't it just touching you?" Zhou Weiqing snorted angrily, and pinched the steamed bun in his hand very obscenely, looking for a feel.

After dinner, Zhou Weiqing walked out of the tent without stopping, and forcibly endured the soreness on his body to clean his body, although this guy is obscene and afraid of death, but he is a little good, he still loves cleanliness. I washed my clothes too, don't think that he was born in a noble family and will do housework, on the contrary, he can do all housework and cooking, isn't this forced by the strict old man at home, Marshal Buffalo. In the marshal's mansion, Zhou Weiqing lived alone in a small courtyard, and after the age of six, everything was self-reliant, and everything needed was provided, but there was no one to wait. For this matter, Generalissimo Zhou and the marshal's wife don't know how many times they fought, but unfortunately, Generalissimo Zhou's strength was irresistible, and in the end, the marshal's wife only won the right to teach Zhou Weiqing to do this.

After cleaning his body, changing into another military uniform, and washing the dirty, Zhou Weiqing returned to his tent, and at this time, the entire military camp was already quiet.

After Zhou Weiqing returned to the tent, he opened the cloth bag he had brought with him, which was full of some essential items he had purchased after he came out of the blacksmith shop yesterday, such as some simple powdered seasonings, a bottle of lamp oil, etc., all of which were trivial but necessities of life. What he is most afraid of is that he will not be able to eat enough after becoming a soldier, so it will be easier to buy some spices, even if he steals them in the future. As for the lamp oil, it came in handy immediately.

Zhou Weiqing took out the rice bowl that had been cleaned before, poured a little lamp oil into it, and then took out a few strands of thin thread and twisted them together and soaked them in the lamp oil to reveal a thread, and then lit it with a flint, and immediately made a temporary small oil lamp, and his small tent suddenly lit up.

After doing this, he quietly lifted the tent curtain and poked his head out to look, and after making sure that there was no one outside, he retracted his head. Precious and heavy, he reached into his arms and took out an oilcloth bag from his body.

"Fortunately, I wrapped it in an oilcloth, otherwise I would have sweated so much today, and it would have been troublesome if it had been soaked. ”

Carefully opened the oilcloth bag, revealing an ancient book inside. It is indeed an ancient book, for it is not made of paper at all, but sewn from fine sheepskin, two inches thick, dozens of pages, in an ancient style, and the edges are already a little damaged. There are four big characters written on the cover: Immortal Divine Skill.

This is the treasure that Zhou Weiqing picked up yesterday in the Star Forest, this thing was picked up by a skeleton when he was ten years old when he was thrown by Generalissimo Zhou into a deep mountain and old forest to train survivability, and even Generalissimo Zhou didn't know it. He has been hiding in a tree hole in the Forest of Stars.

Peel off the cover and reveal the first page, with a line of small words at the top: General Outline of Immortal Divine Skills.

Those who do not have great perseverance cannot cultivate, and those who do not have the determination to die cannot cultivate. The immortal god skill is really a mortal god skill, turning the impossible into a possibility, taking the three ** death points of the celestial body as the cultivation object, surviving in death, if you are not careful, you will definitely die, be cautious, be cautious. Those who can break through the three ** death holes can truly attract the power of heaven and earth, live with heaven and earth, and be immortal with the sun and the moon.

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Long live the brothers and sisters of Tangmen, and I strongly ask for the collection, recommendation and support of book friends. According to the news that Xiao San got yesterday, this book should be on the shelves on the first of next month, not the tenth in the original plan of Xiao San. It looks like it's going to be on the shelves before its birthday.

Ask for recommendations, ask for collections.