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"What is Wan Ye thinking?" The woman in her arms seemed to know that Wan Qingping's thoughts were not on her, and she was used to everyone being firmly attracted to her, so she was quite uncomfortable at this time, so she asked with a coquettish voice, in a vain attempt to attract Wan Qingping to her again.

"You sleep with yours!" Wan Qingping scolded with some annoyance, and when he heard Wan Qingping's unkind tone, the coquettish woman in his arms didn't dare to make a sound.

When I was a child, when my family was still wealthy, I was treated as a child by my friends in the same village, because I could bring them delicious food, and in the final analysis, it was because my family had 100 acres of land. So when Wan Qingping's family fell into the middle, the little friend no longer regarded himself as the leader, but replaced it with another child from a wealthy family.

Later, he entered the family of his father's friend as a scholar, and was often bullied by other domestic servants, but then he practiced martial arts, and as his martial arts improved, when he was fourteen years old, he beat a healthy servant who often bullied him with a dark blue eye, and since then, no servant dares to bully him.

I went to the Qinglou as a thug, because the time to practice martial arts was not as good as those old thugs, so I was often sent to do some hard work, and even let myself wash their stinky socks; Later, I worshiped the master, only to lose the hard work; and then I practiced my own martial arts, but my socks were washed by the weakest thug. When I often pick the lock with the splashy door, even if I am shown up at some times, most of the sufferers dare not come forward, and even if they come forward, they are beaten by themselves.

Soup porridge outside Chishui City, I didn't have to queue up but received the thickest and most porridge, that was because I beat a strong man violently and deterred others.

Fighting for territory, the twin brothers fought against themselves, and finally they jumped alive, but the two of them became corpses, and that was because their martial arts were superior to them.

Erniang was molested by Zhao Lu, and she chopped off a little finger of Zhao Lu's grandson, Zhao Lu did not dare to retaliate, but offered silver taels and treasures, that was because his heart was hard enough, and at the same time he was afraid of his own skills.

I can sleep with this coquettish Oiran now, it's because I am the envoy of Nancheng, so they please themselves.

If you don't have martial arts, or your martial arts are not strong enough, what will happen if you are the bitter master who was picked by yourself and the healthy servants who bullied you, plus Zhao Lu and the young men and twin brothers who were slapped with bricks outside the city, and they are against them?

If one day his official position was suddenly gone, like his original field, would Oiran still lie so meekly in his arms?

Therefore, other external conditions are virtual, even if they can have some effect in a short period of time, but after all, they are not their own, and they are not enough to rely on them as a barrier and should be used as a cornerstone.

Only when one's own strength is strong, this is something that no one can take away, and this is the capital of a person's life.

Strength, power, with power you can do whatever you want!

Is it true that those city lords have only three or two immortal quotas in six hundred years, so they are driven to order thousands of soldiers to kill each other? This is not necessarily, it is likely that most of the reason is that those immortals have great power, if they don't do this, the immortals will not be able to kill them and replace them with an obedient city lord.

It's not a large-scale killing of tens of thousands, just killing a few city lords, those immortals must not be afraid of this bit of resentment!

Realizing this truth, Wan Qingping's mind is clear, and he finally understands what he has been pursuing!

"Haha, ah, haha!" Wan Qingping laughed heartily in the empty room like a night owl crying.

In a happy mood, he pressed the glamorous bitch in his arms under him and shook violently! The glamorous bitch was as well-behaved and welcoming as ever!

"My lord, it's all arranged!" a catcher named Tian Yufang leaned into Wan Qingping's ear and whispered.

"How's the goods?" Wan Qingping was standing in the small courtyard behind the Nancheng Terracotta Division at this time, practicing martial arts as before, listening to the words of the head catcher, and then put down the stone lock in his hand and asked.

"The officials do things, don't worry, they are all done according to your requirements, that guy is still a scholar, stubborn, white-looking, and very good-looking!" Tian Yufang patted his chest and swore a promise.

"Well, good job, hard work!" Wan Qingping said lightly, Tian Yufang suddenly ate ice cubes like dog days, and hurriedly said: "I am willing to serve my lord!"

Then arranged for Tian Yufang to sit in the yamen, and Wan Qingping changed his clothes and walked out of the yamen.

The street was still as lively as ever, Wan Qingping walked and walked, and suddenly he stopped, stood in place for a while, and at this time his brows were already furrowed, and then walked a few steps to the side.

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