Ying Cheng laughed and patted Guiguzi on the shoulder.

"Prince, what you say to me, I believe that it is nothing, and it will not lose a piece of meat, and it can give you a psychological comfort. I can deceive myself, but don't deceive yourself. ”

"Chang'anjun thinks that what he said is not the truth, it is a word of respect?"

Ying Chengcheng stared at the two big words "Chang'an" on the city wall, and smiled unabated.

"The prince didn't say it earlier, before this life in the future, Cheng Chan is just an inferior person.

"The Cheng Chan of the inferior people, where can the prince's thoughts be calculated.

"The prince's disciples, each of them is a masterpiece of the world, and one person can mess with the world, let alone the prince himself?

"If it weren't for the fear of the prince, Cheng Chan would not have forced the prince to stay with the prince in Xianyang for ten years."

Guiguzi Quiet Road:

"That was twenty years ago, Chang'anjun grew up so fast that he could catch up with Sun Bin who had not been punished, and when he returned to the future, he would be the best."

Ying Chengcheng's face was not only not happy, but a little dark.

"I remember when I was in Chang'an Junfu, the prince said that I didn't see anyone who could grow up as fast as me, Sun Bin, Pang Juan, Zhang Yi, and Su Qin were in front of me, but they were all ordinary people, why can Sun Bin catch me now?"

Wang Xu corrected:

"It's Sun Bin who hasn't been tortured, after being tortured, Sun Bin is angry and trying to be strong, and his growth speed is so fast that Chang'anjun can't look at it."

Ying Cheng's face is even less good-looking.

Guiguzi has a leisurely demeanor.

"Why does Chang Anjun think that your qualifications can overshadow these ancient wizards? In the past, everything he said was just a compliment to Chang'anjun, didn't Chang'anjun really believe it?

"Chang Anjun's face should not be so ugly, just now Chang Anjun didn't say that it doesn't matter if he was deceived, and he didn't lose a piece of meat, why is the preface inconsistent with his performance?"

Ying Cheng showed his face abruptly.

"The prince thinks that if you are not a guest of Cheng Chan, Cheng Chan will not dare to attack you, right?"

Guiguzi felt the aura of danger, his expression was not a little panicked, and he poked out his dry palm, and the speed of that moment was as fast as a white horse passing through a gap!

The last breath was still in front of him, and the next breath was in front of Ying Chengchan, and the last hair came first, pinching Ying Chengcheng's wrist!

Ying Chengcheng put his palm in his arms and had already touched the pistol. But the wrist was restrained, but it could not be pulled out. He didn't use his internal force to forcibly break free, he didn't want to kill Guiguzi in the first place.

There was a hint of relief on his face.

"The prince's martial arts are really good, better than Cheng Chan."

Since he knew that Guiguzi had lived for more than two hundred years, he was sure that Guiguzi's martial arts must be good.

It's definitely not like usual performance, he can't beat Xunzi who is at the bottom of the door among the numbered guests.

Guiguzi in Xiaolu's hand said proudly:

"When the old man was forty-seven years old, it was rare to meet an opponent in the world.

"When he is a hundred years old, he holds a sharp blade in his hand, and there is no enemy in the world."

Ying Cheng Cheng worshipped his face.

"Say, go on."

Guiguzi withdrew his hand and glanced at Yingcheng.

Further down, what to say?

It is said that as you grow older, your body decays, your skills decline, the first in the world is dominated by latecomers, and the front waves are beaten to death on the beach by the back waves?

Ying Cheng poked his head and grinned:

"It's not good to be forced to disperse, the prince shouldn't be the enemy of my family's Yue Nu ten moves now? Hahaha! ”

"The sword of the Yue Nu is ruthless and tricky, and the old man is indeed no match. Chang'anjun, heh, don't use a pistol, try to pair with the old man? ”

"I can't beat the prince."

"Even I, an old man in my 200s, can't beat me, and I don't know how Chang'anjun, who is in the prime of life, has the face to laugh!"

Ying Cheng pointed to Guiguzi's face.

"Hahaha! Anxious, the prince is anxious! ”

Damn the shaft!

Guiguzi turned his horse's head and returned.

Martial arts are divided into inside and outside.

Internal strength is to refine internal force in the body, repair internal organs, and the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys of the master of the inner family are far beyond ordinary people.

But those who have high internal strength do not encounter emergencies and are all long-lived people.

The external strength is the muscles and bones, which temper the body like wrought iron.

If there is no guidance from a famous teacher, the secret medicinal materials are matched with conditioning, and those who practice external martial arts are nine times out of ten.

The martial artists who can really stand at the top are both internal and external, Lu Goujian, Gai Nie, and Yue Nu, all of them.

But practicing martial arts is not cultivating immortals, no matter how good the practice is, it can't grow in reverse.

Everyone's physique is different, and after their physical strength reaches their peak, it will slowly decline, and then the most painful thing for a martial artist will be ushered in - Sangong.

Aging offal, and flabby flesh are not enough to support the majestic ability to run. If the work is not dispersed, the internal force will destroy its body.

"Prince, don't die." Ying Cheng turned his horse to follow, and said softly: "If there is no prince in this world, no one will know where Cheng Cheng came from."

The two horses were parallel, the horses' hooves were lightly lifted and the holes were shallow, and the mud rose and fell slightly.

In addition to Guiguzi, Ying Chengcheng listened to his life experience and the first emperor of the ages, and no one would believe the first emperor of the ages.

The fact that it has traveled since 2,000 years ago is like a paradox that cannot be proved, just as there is a will or not in heaven.

Guiguzi was cold and unmoved.

"Chang'an Jun revealed his true feelings, did he think that Xu was still loyal to you, and he used Zhao Gongming's mouth to send Pei County to you?"

Ying Chengcheng shook his head and smiled:

"Cheng Chan's qualifications are average, and he can fight with the prince, there are two points.

"One is to stand on the shoulders of giants, know the thoughts of countless sages, and steal what the future generations have learned all their lives.

"The second is time. The prince has seen 200 years of spring and autumn, and it is true that Cheng Chan has read 2,000 years of history.

"I just said, what the prince wants to do, Cheng Chan doesn't know, this sentence is the truth. The prince thought that I was meticulous and calculated everything, but I looked up to it.

"For Liu Bang and Xiao He, who have never seen the world, I can beat the information gap with the knowledge I don't know. In front of the princes, when it comes to the development process of later generations, Cheng Chan still has the first opportunity. In the matter of plotting one person, who dares to pat his chest and guarantee that he can take advantage of the prince?

"Whether the prince really lost the bet or deliberately lost, whether Pei County lost the calculation or intentionally giving, Cheng Chan didn't know, but Cheng Chan didn't care. Qin people don't ask their hearts, as long as Cheng Chan knows that the result is beneficial to me, it is what I want. ”

Guiguzi snorted coldly.

"Get a small profit in the present, and lose a big profit in the future. Misfortune and blessing rely on, and blessing and misfortune lurk. ”

Ying Cheng held his head in his hands, fearless.

"Then I don't care, I'll talk about it later, and then the troubles make people unhappy, why bother? If you get cheap, you should sell well, not sell badly.

"Just like Liu Bang, I was so good to him for no reason. If it was the prince, his head would have been as big as a bucket, and the four flesh moles would have burst open in a hurry, right? Do you think he's worried? He rejoiced. ”

Guiguzi gritted his teeth.

With the image of ghosts, all those who know him are solemn and in awe.

Those who don't know are ridiculed and abused. But when Wang Xu heard the words of the laity, he was not angry, but felt some pity for his master, but he was just a group of poor people who had not enlightened their wisdom.

Only Ying Chengcheng, who knows the vision of ghosts, but repeatedly arranges and talks endlessly, Wang Xu can't help but want this shaft to taste the fists of the elderly!

PS: There is a change in the evening, and the weak ask for a monthly pass!