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At the beginning of night, the coolness of early autumn was permitted, and Ling Hu Jue accompanied Ling Hu Lian to the most lively night market in Cro City, where all the shops were opened, and there were many shops selling jewelry, animal skins, mountain goods, and silk and silk silk, but the most was faintly heard the sound of the piano and the Qinglou Art Academy, which was full of affection! The business in these places was also the most popular, and there were many young people coming in and out, and judging by their walking posture and temperament, a large part of them were soldiers. To tell the truth, the Falcon Division is still relatively relaxed in its control over this aspect, and in its spare time, it does not prevent soldiers from entering and leaving these Fengyue places, and they are all hot-blooded men, and holding it for a long time will affect their morale!

Afraid of attracting people's attention, Ling Hu Jue still wore a black sè cloak, the brim of the hat covered his face, all the way, but did not attract the attention of the shime people! Coupled with the slender and graceful figure, the white and greasy skin like mutton fat jade, attracted everyone's sideways glances, the fragrant wind drifted by, and the whispering of praise suddenly started!

Ling Hulian enjoyed this feeling very much, especially now that the fifth brother was still by Ziji's side. The hands were held tighter, and a blush appeared on his face! Ling Hu Jue subconsciously teased softly: "Little sister, dress up so beautifully, be careful to recruit good people." ”

There was a ruddy of joy floating on her beautiful face, Ling Hu Lian spat lightly, stuck to Ling Hu's arm, and said coquettishly: "Is there a brother like you?

These words are generally good spirits and not bad spirits, and before she could finish her words, she heard a clear voice sound: "This young lady." Please stay!"

Ling Hujue's eyebrows frowned slightly. I thought I had met the noble young master Shime again, a gentleman. Looking around, I saw two ordinary-dressed, heroic teenagers walking over quickly, looking at their pace, Ling Hu Jue was a trained soldier.

"Do you have a shime business?" Ling Hu Lian saw that these two teenagers of the same age as Ziji had a righteous face, and they did not look like Shime's prodigal son. It's very tactful!

One of the slightly shorter teenagers had a shy face, while the other, a more handsome teenager, had a stiff chest, as if reporting the military situation, and said in a straight voice: "My brother is very fond of Miss, so" He didn't say anything for a while, and scratched his head slightly embarrassed. He stabbed the young man next to him with his arm again, and motioned him to continue! But that young man had already lowered his face under the gaze of Ling Hulian, where is this!

There were pedestrians around, and Ling Hu Jue secretly laughed, in the Mingsi Empire, especially on the Pami Plain, the folk customs were very open, but a man and a woman like them walked arm-in-arm. Basically, they are brothers and sisters, fathers and daughters. It's no wonder that these two stunned young men rushed over!

Ling Hulian was obviously very interested in this handsome young man who spoke, and looked at him at a loss. "Gege" laughed and teased, "So what's going on?"

"So, that" This heroic teenager is obviously the first time to do such a thing, and his incoherent appearance is very cute.

"Do you want to zhidào my name?" Ling Hu Lian rarely met such a fun person, and his heart was full of fun, and he regained the demeanor of the little witch when he was in Didu, looking at him interestingly, quietly, and speaking like a low call in a soul dream! Seeing the strange appearance of the little sister, Ling Hu could not bear to destroy her "Yaxing", and stood quietly, smiling silently.

Na Yingting's young man's strength came up, and now Yijing didn't count on Ziji's companions, and said in an accentuated tone: "Yes, Miss!"

Biting his lip slightly, Ling Hu Lian said playfully: "Then you tell me your name first?"

To this question, the young man who was very young did not know how many times he answered when he joined the army, and said very fluently: "My name is Blood, this is my brother, indifferent." We are all soldiers of the Eight Banners of Falconry. "This bloody person is a righteous person, and while introducing ziji, he didn't forget to bring his ziji companions!

"Blood!good qiguài's name!" Ling Hu Lian smiled and said coquettishly: "If you want to zhidào my name, then you have to get my brother's consent?" After speaking, he pointed to Ling Hu Jue on his side!

Thinking that the brothers were still waiting in the restaurant, Linghu was never ready to let Linghu Lian continue to mess around, glanced at her slightly, and said in a low voice: "Little sister!" Before he finished speaking, he heard the heroic young man named Dish Blood Yijing said with that slightly immature military posture: "This eldest brother, can you tell your sister's name?" Don't worry, we are not Meng Lang's disciples, ruguo can't do it, let's leave immediately." ”

At this time, it was Linghu's turn to cry and laugh, looking at the heroic and upright young man in front of him, he couldn't help but think of those sons when Ziji was in the tribe, and thought of Tusuhe

The two of them fought over who was the most beautiful girl in the tribe, and that faint smile wiped the corners of their lips!

And when this smile was still rippling at the corner of his lips, some onlookers recognized Ling Hulian and exclaimed, "She is the sister of the head of Ling Fox Division?"

Commander of the Linghu Division. These five words are too tempting, and the people who heard these five words subconsciously cast their eyes on Linghu Lian! The people who were originally passing by Yijing also turned around again! Want to see what Linghu's sister looks like?

Oh no! Ling Hu Lian secretly stuck out his tongue, pulling Ling Hu Jue to squeeze out the crowd! But where is there a gap, there are already crowds of people around, and the water is impassable! "It's all your fault!" Ling Hu Lian stomped his foot and screamed in disgust!

When the person behind him called out the five words of the head of the fox division, the blood was frozen, and the soul didn't know where to fly, he faintly guessed the identity of the person in the cloak in front of him, this guess made his face as white as paper, and the whole body exuded a strong trembling rhyme, and this intensity was contained in infinite excitement and excitement.

The onlookers were not stupid, and quickly deduced her identity as a pángbiān person from Ling Hu Lian's god, and turned to Ling Hu Jue with unimaginable and unbelievable eyes, no one spoke, and in the momentary silence, how much hot and excited heart was hidden!

Zhidàoziji couldn't go, so Linghu Jue took off the brim of his hat very freely, and presented the handsome face that had been praised for a long time in front of everyone, the dusty temperament, the arrogant momentum, all showed the identity of ziji to everyone present!

"It's really Lord Linghu. ”

"Commander of the Linghu Division!"

After a short pause, the crowd flew, all kinds of names flew around, and there was a faint phenomenon of crowding! Every face showed extreme surprise and excitement, although it was just a simple salutation, but it contained how many hearts were long, eternal, soft like moonlight was gratitude, fiery like the sun was worship, and more like the expectation connected together with countless silks, endless.

"Everyone, be quiet!" Ling Hu's clear and slightly magnetic voice sounded, taking this opportunity, he also wanted to show his attitude, so as not to live like a monster!

In Crowe City, is there something shime better than Ling Hujue's words? No, as soon as Ling Hujue's words fell, the scene was quiet, but the light in his eyes became more enthusiastic!

Looking at everyone's eager expressions and expectant eyes. Ling Hu Jue was also very moved, he bit his lip to calm down the slightly turbulent heart, and said slowly: "Fellow villagers of Crowe City, thank you for lifting up my Ling Hu Jue, I will keep this affection in my heart!"

A person in the "Linghu Da" crowd just wanted to shout a slogan, but was slapped on the head by the person of pángbiān, raised his head, and looked at the murderous gaze around him.

Although most people couldn't see Ling Hujue's figure, they could hear his clear voice: "More than a year ago, I was just a hunter in the mountains, and I joined the army in order to find my relatives. Relying on the brothers around him, and our countless iron-blooded sons on the Pami Plain, he won several battles. It's not as great as shime, and I can't afford the friendship of the villagers. I'm not a hero, the real heroes are all dead, they are the most respectable. Maybe you don't believe what I say, then I'll tell you a story, his name is Rabu" He told the story of Rab with great weight and deep sorrow, when he heard that Rab and his brothers were all killed in battle, and the apple that the little girl gave him slipped in his hand. The faint sobbing sounded, and even if he was holding on to the person who didn't cry, his eyes were smeared with a layer of tears!

"Okay, folks, it is these iron-blooded men who throw their heads and spill their blood to make the Falcon Division known today as it is, they are the soul of the falcon, and I Linghu is by no means it. When he said the last few words, his tone became extremely sonorous, and he said loudly: "Today I can accompany my sister to go shopping and chat with you here, all thanks to them, they are heroes, warriors, and the souls of our falcon division who have won all battles! I ask you here to take more care of the orphans of the falcon soldiers in the city, and I thank the fox here!" Speaking of this, Ling Hujue, who was already emotional, knelt on one knee, burst into tears, raised his head and howled, the howling sound was like a song, and he expressed his sorrow for his dead brother, how much hope, how much mourning!

The crowd was silent, and no one helped them, because they were not qualified, and only those who could lift the soul of the Linghu were the heroic souls of the soldiers in the heavens!

As if it was a coincidence, and as if there was a spirit, there was a meteor with a long tail in the sky slipping down, so lonely, and so withering!

ps: I spent a lot of pen and ink on small things, maybe for sensationalism, but also deeply touched.

There are warriors in the living, and all the heroes in the dead!This is the truest thought of Ling Fox!Hunter's Notes():