Chapter 57: Ghosts and Dead Ghosts

"Father! Father~! ”

Taishou Mansion Back House, Huangfu Heng was full of panic, but he was stopped by the guards, and he didn't care about the guards, and shouted loudly outside the house with some anxiety.

"Panic and panic, what kind of system? What's the matter? But what kind of mess did Haoxuan cause? It didn't take a moment for Huangfu Song to appear in front of Huangfu Heng with a sleepy face, and when he reprimanded, he was full of dissatisfaction.

Earlier, he ordered Emperor Fuheng to entertain Liu Cang, and when he saw him coming alone, he thought that something should have happened to Liu Cang. But this is the Northland, Huang Fu Song doesn't think that he can't handle anything, seeing that Huang Fu Heng does not have a trace of calmness, he is angry in his heart.

"Father, go and take a look, Haoxuan didn't cause trouble, the child is afraid that he will make trouble." Huangfu Heng stepped forward anxiously, but the guards stopped stopping him at this time.

"Huh?" Huangfu Song wondered, what tricky thing is this?

"Father, the child had dinner with that Liu Cang earlier, alas, father, let's talk while walking, that Liu Haoxuan has been tossing on the school field for more than an hour, and his palms have been worn out, and the child persuaded him not to stop, I was really afraid that something would happen to him."

Huangfu Heng wanted to tell Huangfu Song the details, but after thinking about it, he still pulled Huang Fu Song's sleeve and motioned for him to talk while walking.

"Huh? What is the matter, and it is good for the Father? Huang Fu Song frowned, shook off Huang Fu Heng's pull, but in the end, he followed Huang Fu Heng and walked towards the direction of the school together.

Along the way, Huang Fu Heng kept walking, and talked to Huang Fu Song quite quickly about the reason why the third watch disturbed his rest in the middle of the night.

In other words, Liu Cang is really good, not only can he talk, but also eat.

Earlier, when Huang Fuheng told Liu Cang about the tiger and bear, Liu Cang began to eat and drink, chickens, sheep, deer, bears, feasting, while eating, he did not forget to talk to Huang Fuheng.

That's really talk~~.

Talking about the present with his childhood, from Liaodong to Dawan, a Xianbei war horse, a cross-toed elephant, at the beginning of Huangfu Heng was still close to Liu Cang, but the Huangfu Heng who talked about it had a dry mouth and dizzy eyes.

This meal, never in time, was eaten at the end of the day, four or five hours, a full four or five hours.

And Liu Cang also stubbornly stuffed all the meals on the table into his stomach, and even Huang Fuheng gave him some meat and vegetables, and finally ended the banquet between the two when Huang Fuheng really didn't dare to let him eat again.

I'm so tired, the emperor is also tired, and his heart is also tired.

Forget about the matter here, at most, it means that Liu Cang can spray and eat, and that kid eats meat and doesn't drink, and it is impossible for him to make trouble after drinking.

As a result, when the meal was over, Huang Fuheng wanted to arrange for Liu Cang to rest, Liu Cang said that he had eaten too much and went to school activities to sleep again.

Although Huang Fuheng was helpless, he could only accompany him.

As a result, the activity was active, and Liu Cang's kid dragged a hundred catties of stone locks for most of the hour, seeing that his palms were worn out, he still grabbed the stakes in the school yard with a knife and slashed hard.

At first, Huang Fu Heng thought that Liu Cang wanted to show off his physical strength when he was young, but then he became admired, and finally he was frightened and dissuaded, so he could only run to call Huang Fu Song up and ask Huang Fu Song for help.

If you continue to do this, something will happen!

With Huang Fu Heng's narration, Huang Fu Song's brows furrowed deeply, and there was something in his eyes, and there was already a faint sound of shouting in the school field not far away.

"Hah! Boom! Ha! Boom! The sound of slashing alternately orderly, the slashing has lacked sharpness, and it smells as if it were a smash.

"Father, look, that kid is still going crazy." The two walked into the edge of the school field, and Huang Fuheng pointed to Liu Cang in the corner of the school field and said.

Torches were lit around the school yard at night, and the soldiers on duty at night, the soldiers who were woken up in the house, and some soldiers gathered around the school yard in twos and threes, watching Liu Cang's sweating figure from a distance.

"How many stakes did he cut?" Ignoring the flustered Huang Fu Heng, Huang Fu Song asked a military man holding two paparazzi on the side.

"Back to the general, the ten wooden stakes in the southeast corner have been cut by him, and seven ring knives have been broken, and this is already the fourteenth."

"General, whose son is this? Are you going to recruit him into the house? When the military man replied, he asked Huangfu Song.

"Recruited into the house? Do you dare to take him? Huangfu Song twisted his face and asked.

"Hey, I don't dare." Jun Han shook his head, this kid is ruthless enough, but he is too fierce. Toss like this, if you don't say it well, you will toss yourself and waste it, who dares to take him.

"Boom~!" The crisp sound of Jin Ming came from the silent school field, but it was the ring knife in Liu Cang's hand that broke again.

"I said little boy, let's rest, the best Han knife, how many are these?" In the distance, the soldier's words were heard, the words were disgusting, but there was no half of a mocking tone.

"Is there a heavy halberd? Borrowing a certain one, wielding a halberd is always good, right? Liu Cang's hoarse voice came, indeed, the blade in the army is not Lou Sang's inferior knife, and he also feels a little ruined.

"Liu Cang!" Huangfu Song shouted.

Liu Cang, whose figure was shaking in the firelight in the distance, looked at where Huang Fu Song was, and walked in front of Huang Fu Song in a moment.

Barefoot and bare-chested, wearing only a pair of trousers, and where there are more muscles on the shoulders and chest, the skin and flesh can be seen trembling slightly uncontrollably.

There was no blood on the palm, but the abnormal red color was faintly visible up close.

The corners of Huangfu Song's mouth trembled slightly, and there was a strange look in his eyes: "This is the son-in-law that Cai Bo values most?" This horse is a living animal, right? ’

"Disturb my uncle's rest." Walking up to Huangfu Song, Liu Cang glanced at Huangfu Heng, clasped his fists and saluted, the tingling discomfort from his palm made him grin.

“。。。” Huangfu Song was silent, but this animal boy still knew the pain.

"There should be relaxation in practice, such a practice, people don't practice anymore!? But because of what you eat today? Huangfu Song asked Liu Cang with a dark face.

"Uncle rest assured, Cang has his own feelings. What we eat today is rare, and we must not waste it. Liu Cang gritted his teeth and smiled at Huangfu Song.

"The old man will return to Luo tomorrow, you are so tossed, how can the old man sleep!" The corners of Huangfu Song's eyebrows jumped.

Sure enough, just like he thought, this kid should have experienced the effect of food to strengthen his body, but he has his own feelings? Lao Tzu didn't dare to say this when he was in his prime, the kid was arrogant.

People in this world have long had an understanding of food to enhance their physique, and they determine their exercise intensity by feeling, but it is a bit nonsense to say that they have feelings.

Which of those who are extraordinary in force is not the lucky one who grinds out on the edge of life and death?

Yes, Huangfu Song's perception of them is, lucky.

Huangfu Song knew very well that those who survived relied more on luck in addition to their fighting spirit as solid as a rock.

The so-called ghost god is a dead ghost, when he was young, he just didn't believe that he would be that kind of lucky person, and he exercised in an orderly manner, but he never dared to touch the way of ghosts and gods.

Huangfu Song questioned Liu Cang, but seeing that although Liu Cang was tired and painful, there was no madness in his eyes, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and his mood was indeed more complicated.

How did he know that Liu Cang would be able to check the attributes, and he didn't know when Liu Cang knew when he could make his physique grow substantially, and when he would stop and not become a dead ghost.

"Can you think about it?" Because Liu Cang's eyes were clear, the eyes of Huangfu Song, who was born in Jiangmen, flashed with complexity.

"Uncle, don't worry, Cang is not reckless!" Liu Cang solemnly.

"This is presumptuous!" Huangfu Song's mood fluctuated and he scolded unconsciously.

"Go, go to the library to lift the heavy halberd and let him dance!" Huangfu Song shouted to the guards beside him, and the eyes of the surrounding soldiers flashed with surprise.