"You're definitely strong and tough."

Hong Fan sat down on the rattan chair again, and the image of Tang Xingqing digging out the broken sword from his stomach came to mind after enduring the severe pain.

Forgetting life and death, the mind is like iron.

On the average person, it's a great quality.

But it's just standard for Tianjiao.

"From what I can see, the divisions of the cultivators in the Liangzhou Zhangwu Academy are far inferior to yours in terms of combat power."

Hong Fan Mo rubbed his chin and recalled.

"But if it's Tianjiao......"

He counted his "acquaintances" one by one.

"Qu Luoyi and Shen Yubo are both congenital, don't talk about them."

"'Snap Thunderbolt' Cao Hanhai is from the Golden Magnetic Gate, manipulating metal is like instinct to him, unless you change to a flying sword of special material in advance, I am afraid that you will be defeated when you encounter him."

Tang Xingqing nodded when she heard this.

This is exercise restraint and does not represent an individual level.

"What about the red-faced god?"

She asked.

"Su Peifeng, ah......"

When Hong Fan mentioned this name, he was inevitably embarrassed.

"The djinn is tough and wild, ignoring injuries at the flesh level, but his ability is more monotonous than that of Ling."

"If it's a head-to-head duel, he will be close to your assassination, and I'm afraid he will be separated from life and death within a few breaths."

He didn't say who lived and who died.

Tang Xingqing was not stupid enough to ask.

"I also fought with Ao Zhiji, who was ranked eighty-eighth before."

Speaking of this, Hong Fan's tone became more and more deliberate.

"I've had a fight with him – but looking back now, I think he kept it."

"This person's water solution true qi is very evil, and he can easily suppress the Cloud Drop Ice Condensation Codex, and he can even compete with the sand world."

When Tang Xingqing heard this, her face was already a little embarrassed.

"Liangzhou Tianjiao, can't I compare with any of them?"

She asked with a hard voice.

"No, the last in Liangzhou is the Wave Breaking Knife, which happens to be one place ahead of you."

Hong Fan replied.

"I've seen him make a move, and the killing move is a refraction mirage, and it's definitely not your opponent."

Tang Xingqing lowered her eyebrows and bit her lip, not feeling comforted at all.

Ninety-seven and ninety-eight are only one difference.

What's more, he also concealed his eyes before.

"I understand, I'm at the bottom of the list."

She laughed at herself, neatly tied the torn rattan skin into a broom.

Hong Fan picked up the bamboo basket and went back to the house, and finally had time to eat the dinner that had already been cold.

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Limited by the times, the military operations of the Huaiyang State were greatly affected by the seasons.

This effect is not only due to the cold and summer weather, but also to spring planting and autumn harvest.

Throughout July and August, the Yum Army did not have any plans for a large-scale war.

After the three days of harvest, it was six or seven days of drying.

At the beginning of the last day of July, the scorching sun basked the first ears of rice.

The next step is threshing.

There are many ways to separate rice from the ears of rice, but the essence is nothing more than patting.

Small doors and small households use square wooden barrels, and large ones rent pedal-type wooden threshing machines.

The iron ring turns, and the pages spun.

Suck in the ears of rice and spit out the golden currency of life.

After another seven days, the newly harvested paddy was cellared, and most of it had to be hulled.

This is the heaviest work in the busy farming season, but fortunately, there is no need for manpower to make rice now.

There are two streams flowing into Yishan Lake, and there are several mills built in the rush of water near the streams.

Outside the mill room, the water wheel is lying or vertical, and the stone mill is driven by the axle and repeatedly rolled.

July twenty-seven.

Gu Yixin went to the depths of Ting Mountain with one gun to hunt a brown bear xenomorph that killed people.

Hong Fan also used his little talent.

With the help of the stars, he built a reservoir for each mill in a few days, and set up a partition door at the entrance and exit of the water that could adjust the flow rate.

In this way, not only the rotation speed of the water wheel can be adjusted in gears, but also to a certain extent, it also alleviates the impact of the river on the mill house.

Night.

When the clouds were not dispersed, the two reunited in the Longqiu Town Mansion.

"It was originally a mountain monarch a hundred miles to the east, but it fled to us after being frightened by the wind."

Gu Yixin said slowly.

"The skin is rough and the flesh is thick, weighing two thousand pounds; The fur is full of muscle knots, and I can't fall to a single shot in the throat......"

As usual, he was squatting on the stone steps, holding a porcelain bowl in his hand, and his rice was covered with a large piece of roast meat.

"It's definitely not small, and I can eat it."

Hong Fan nodded while chewing the tendons in his mouth.

He was also squatting, wearing a short coat of the same style as the old and new, so that it would not hang down to the ground—there was a reason for what kind of clothes the people did wear.

Halfway through the meal, they saw a figure pass over the roof.

Not long after, Duan Tiannan strode over from the corridor with a large plate and sat down on the stone steps.

"Yo, this is a special treatment."

Hong Fan glanced at the steaming plate.

Inside is a huge bear paw that has just come out of the pot.

"It's just in time, it's in time, haha."

Duan Tiannan was triumphant, glanced at the bear's paws a few times, simply gave up the chopsticks, grabbed them with his bare hands and sent them to his mouth.

Clouds gradually hid the ridge of the roof.

The three of them chatted while eating.

Just because the bear meat is really delicious, so eat more and talk less, and it seems that there is no match.

Slurred.

After Duan Tiannan finished sucking the last bone, he suddenly said Wu Yuan: "Today I saw the four people of the double sword Benlei coming back from Tingshan Pass. ”

"He changed his mind?"

Hong Fan asked.

"Not really."

Duan Tiannan replied.

"On the way, they encountered the Tianfeng Army escorting the population, and they intercepted twenty people and sent them over."

"As soon as the people arrived, they replenished the water and food in the pass, and then they went on the road again."

Hearing this, a question in Hong Fan's heart that had been suppressed by the autumn harvest came up again.

"I've heard people say that the conquest lasted for more than ten years......"

He asked as he cleaned the last few grains of rice at the bottom of the bowl.

"A county of the size of Pang County is now taking away 100 small households a month, about two or three hundred people."

"But the Tianfeng Army arrests people according to households, does not refuse the old, weak, sick and disabled, and clearly does not care about labor."

"It is said that the King of Huaiyang is arrogant and lascivious, what does he need so many people to make?"

"Do you build a grave for yourself at a young age?"

Hong Fan sarcastically.

Gu Yixin's chewing slowed down.

The last two bites of rice in the bowl, he couldn't eat it.

"You don't know?"

Duan Tiannan's face was full of seriousness.

"However, it's almost 'grave building'."

He chuckled again.

"I'll take you to see it tonight."

Longqiu Town is more than 400 miles away from Yunlan Wangcheng, and there are two Xiongguan and five big cities in the middle.

However, for the Yuan Magnetic Realm martial artists, the obstacles that can't be lifted into the air are bullshit.

When it is young, it is at 8 o'clock in the evening.

The sun had set for a long time, and the night had awakened the stars.

Overhead, three figures galloped among the clouds.

Duan Tiannan has the cultivation of the four levels of Yuanci, even if he carries two burdens, he can still maintain a speed of more than 200 kilometers per hour.

Half an hour later, more than half of the four hundred miles were crossed.

"Yunlan City is coming."

Duan Tiannan reminded.

Hong Fan did not reply.

Needless to say, he had already seen the storm Lanshan at the end of heaven and earth.

(End of chapter)