The dog was placed on the ground, jumping and running in the snow, dragging the pheasant back with great difficulty.

Touching the dog's head: "Well done!"

Hanging the pheasant on the saddle, Zhao Chuanxin looked at the already bright sky and stretched his waist greatly.

Everyone looked at him in amazement.

There's no one else in this marksmanship. c

That's not a rifle, it's a pistol.

Where to fight, I asked you if you were afraid?

This kind of marksmanship, if you want to assassinate anyone, then Hades can't accept it if you want to.

Ha Jinkui, who was not convinced before, also accepted it at this time.

Cheng Ming was convinced: "You started practicing this marksmanship from your mother's womb?"

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head: "Hey, the marksmanship can only be said to be average, and he can barely handle it. What I'm best at is actually knife skills. Eh, just like that, there was only one red dot on the person's body, and then he died. That's why everybody calls me - a little red outside the gate!"

As he spoke, he didn't know where to get a piece of wood, took a carving knife, and began to carve it on the back of his horse.

In a moment, a rough embryo in the shape of a poplar jade tree took shape.

He deliberately carved his body on his back, looking very obscene, and shook it in front of Yang Yushu.

Choke Yang Yushu with anger.

Sincerity: "......"

The ability is indeed there, and the person is indeed not serious, and the appraisal is complete!

Soon, the sun hung high.

Chengming asked everyone to rest on the spot and began to make a fire.

Zhao Chuanxin picked out a small pot and a small barrel of oil in the corner again, and really began to fry the chicken nuggets.

I've been hungry for a long time, and I'm hungry for it.

Sprinkle with the dipping sauce that Zhao Chuanxin blended himself, then go back to the pot to fry it, and then sprinkle the ingredients.

The scent, these thirty people are all dripping.

Na Ha Jinkui walked over with a shy face, and Zhao Chuanxin cautiously brought the plate aside: "What are you going to do?"

Ha Jinkui squeezed out a smile: "What, this pheasant, the fried taste is okay."

Zhao Chuanxin took a bite of his own rice, gave a bite of dry rice, and chewed loudly: "Hmm, hiss...... It's okay, it's average, it's not ......."

Ha Jinkui: "......"

Even if you feed the dogs, you won't give me a share?

In fact, the pheasant meat stewed is a bit chai, and it is not as delicious as the legend. But when fried, the flavor of the fried chicken can cover up these shortcomings.

Ha Jinkui is also a dog, and this man really didn't give him a piece of chicken, and ate it all by himself and the dog.

After eating and drinking, Zhao Chuanxin picked and searched again, and he didn't know where to put the pot or something.

Everyone endured their exhaustion and continued on the road.

Cheng Ming had to give this Yang Yushu to Ming Zhengcanon.

Zhao Chuanxin knew that if there was a lot of fanfare, there would be other twists and turns. Even let this Yang Yushu get out of trouble.

But he doesn't care, anyway, he's not afraid of Yang Yushu.

But he didn't want to go that far to see the excitement, and when he got to the main road, he said to Chengming, "That's it, let's go our separate ways."

Cheng Ming was surprised: "I finally caught Yang Yushu, why don't you follow and take a look?"

Zhao Chuanxin: "It's not that difficult, isn't it?"

Sincerity: "......"

Yang Yushu: "......"

Zhao Chuanxin continued: "Go back quickly, I advise you to hurry up, doesn't this old boy still know Bi Quanke, the head of the Tsarist army? Don't take the Russian soldiers to rob the court again. In addition, this old boy has many eyes and ears, and he has met the local gentry class, so he may come to you to make trouble together. With that to say, I have to go home and get some sleep, eat well, take a hot shower, and hey, it's hard to put into words when I think of such a depraved day......

Yang Yushu thought in his heart, and was taken out by a little red outside this pass, and the whole person was not good.

The reason why he was not so desperate at this time was precisely because he knew many gentry, and he also had the card of Bi Quanke in his hand, so he could be transferred to Tsarist Russia

Soldiers help.

This is the final hole card.

Now that the hole cards are revealed, how can they be served?

Cheng Ming clenched his fists: "Well, goodbye. There will be a time for him to see each other someday."

Zhao Chuanxin turned his head and waved his hand: "Call me if it's good, don't come if it's not good, everyone is very busy, it's a few pennies a few dollars a minute."

Sincerity: "......"

I saw Zhao Chuanxin riding a horse slowly, and a singing voice came:

"The wolf smoke rises, and the rivers and mountains look north. The dragon flag rolls, the horse neighses, and the sword aura is like frost. The heart is like the water of the Yellow River, who can resist in 20 years. Hatred, long knives, how many siblings are loyal to their souls. What a pity to die to repay the family and country, endure sighing and being speechless, blood and tears are full of eyes......

The red sun is rising, and its path is bright. The snow forest sea, the hazel and the hazel are reckless. The rich and atmospheric scenery of the Northeast, coupled with the high "Loyal to the Country", the group suddenly felt goosebumps.

In troubled times, the family and the country need to be big-minded and bold to be able to turn the tide!

And these things in front of me don't seem to be worth mentioning.

Even Yang Yushu muttered, "What a man, it's a pity......

Cheng Ming said disdainfully, "What are you sorry for? Isn't it a pity to go up the mountain with you, be a lock, and do those bullshit things that hurt the heavens and reason? It's a pity that this son has such a bearing, but he doesn't know how to serve the country."

I want to ask Zhao Chuanxin: What will happen if you don't pretend to be forced?

Answer: If you don't pretend, you'll die!

The snow scene in front of him was very appropriate, and he sang it again, even if the figures of Chengming and the others were gone, he couldn't help but sing it again.

The atmospheric song is matched with the atmospheric scenery, and it is happy.

The wine bag around his waist was picked up, and he poured it violently, and it was like a line of fire into his throat.

He let out a long roar and continued with the last sentence: "I am willing to defend the territory and reopen the territory, and China will let the Quartet come to congratulate!"

Suddenly, a voice came, "Good! A good one to let the Quartet come to congratulate! Except for Han Tang, I can't shout such exciting words anymore!"

Zhao Chuanxin was startled.

I thought it was quite interesting to shout around with no one around, but it turned out to be cold.

It's not a person yet, it's a team.

The man wore a top hat and overcoat with a torn jacket over it, and looked like a member of the insurance team.

There were more than 20 horsemen beside him, with guns and knives, and they looked like handkerchiefs.

Zhao Chuanxin frowned, and immediately pressed his hand on his waist.

The man saw that he was on guard, and hurriedly clenched his fists: "In Xia Zhang Rong, a native of Liaoxi. Next to him are all heroes of the loyal army. After listening to Your Excellency's song, I fell into a state of mind for a while, but I didn't deliberately ambush him."

Loyalty?

Zhang Rong?

Zhao Chuanxin thought about it all of a sudden.

He let down his guard and said with a smile: "Oh, look up for a long time, the green mountains will not change the green water, let's say goodbye."

What?

Say goodbye?

Zhang Rong was stunned.

Can't you see the determination I want to talk to you?

As soon as Zhao Chuanxin wanted to leave, Zhang Rong glanced at the people around him, and then everyone followed behind.

Zhang Rong beat his horse and walked a few steps quickly: "Sir, wait, what song did Mr. just sing? This song is very heroic and makes people's blood rush! The voice of such a powerful country needs to be sung in a big way."

"Serve the country with loyalty!" Zhao Chuanxin said again, "Singing? Do you pay royalties?"

Unexpectedly, this Zhang Rong actually understood the meaning of the copyright fee: "The next family has a lot of money, and if Mr. wants the copyright fee, it is necessary."

This made Zhao Chuanxin look at this person again.

Suddenly, although he admired these revolutionary righteous people, he didn't dare to touch it, because he was afraid of death.

This don't look at Si Swenwen, he wears glasses like him, and he is still a high-achieving student, but this is also a hot-blooded stunned young man.

Seeing that Zhao Chuanxin didn't speak, Zhang Rong asked again:

"Sir, where are you going?"

Zhao Chuanxin still didn't speak.

In Zhang Rong's view, those who can sing this kind of song must also be people with lofty ideals who want to save the motherland from being bullied by foreign powers.

Since he is a man with lofty ideals, he must win it over. That's exactly what he's here for.

Zhang Rong said to himself, "Oh yes, it seems that we are on the way, so we are walking together."