Dongfang Xue was not shocked by this, but seemed extremely calm, "This should be the basic of every man, if you can't do this, then you don't have to be a man, even we women are not as good, let alone a big hero like Ning Yiwu." ”

Her tone was sonorous and powerful, as if a man's standard should be as good as Ning Yiwu's.

If a man can't do that, she doesn't even bother to look at him.

Although she knows in her heart that most people in this world are still ordinary people, and she may not be able to marry a hero in the future, she always has some longing in her heart, if she can marry a hero like Ning Yiwu, it will not be in vain.

After Dongfang Hao heard this, he turned his face sideways, looked at the silhouette of this girl with gratification, admitted that her perception of men was very reasonable, and nodded proudly in his heart, "It makes sense! It seems that your girl is becoming more and more mature." ”

Dongfang Xue said: "Big brother and father, didn't you do this when you were young? Even that bastard, although he is enough of a bastard, but he does this thing, otherwise I can't lose in his hands every time! This should be the basic talent of every man, there is nothing to be proud of!" Originally, I wanted to do that, but those damn mercenary teams, they don't accept women much, and you don't let me join the mercenary team, if I can also join the mercenary team like men, I can get a lot of this workout!"

As soon as she remembered that she couldn't join the mercenary group that she dreamed of because of her gender, Dongfang Xue's anger in her heart didn't come to a place, and her tone became irritable.

Dongfang Hao saw that his girl still couldn't forget this unrealistic dream, sighed, and said: "You girl, I told you, there are few gentlemen in this troubled world, don't read a few novels about mercenaries, just be moved by those plots of life and death, the reality is very cruel, those are just illusory fabrications made up by literati because of their desire!"

Dongfang Xue has liked to read all kinds of books about the "mercenary group" since he was a child, and he is always full of yearning for the friendship in it, but when he returns to this cruel reality, the performance of those mercenaries is too disappointing for him.

Dongfang Hao touched the ends of her hair, her tone became heavy, and she slowly comforted: "Girl, see the reality clearly, if I let you join the mercenary team, if I report my name, you will not get real cultivation, and you will also incur the disaster of killing, but on the other hand, if I let you participate anonymously, you should know what the fate is!" Originally, I shouldn't have said your aunt behind my back, but think about your aunt, now she is still delirious, every time I trade with a mercenary group, I let you accompany me, you should know better than me about the atmosphere there. ”

Thinking of what happened to her aunt, Dongfang Xue had no choice but to give up this unrealistic dream in her mind, what kind of goods the men in the mercenary group were, she knew in her heart.

"Troubled times are like this, where are so many elegant and upright gentlemen?"

Dongfang Xue's mood suddenly became cold, and her eyes couldn't help but fall on Ning Wuji's back, and she sighed in her heart if all the men in this world were as upright as Ning Wuji, how good it would be!

However, she suddenly remembered the day when she was molested by Ning Hongyuan in the Divine Sword Tomb, somehow, she didn't hate it too much in her heart, if Ning Hongyuan changed to those mercenaries, she would definitely gouge out Ning Hongyuan's eyes, but thinking of Ning Hongyuan's humorous sweet words that day, she chuckled in her heart, and she didn't know what she was thinking in her mind.

After that day, she sometimes wanted to gouge out Ning Hongyuan's eyes, and sometimes felt that Ning Hongyuan was really funny.

This time, even though the trip to the Divine Sword Sect was official, such as promoting the cooperation between the Divine Sword Sect and the "Eastern" family in the "sword forging industry", etc., she also wanted to take this opportunity to regain a long-term relationship with Ning Hong.

Thinking of these, she also sighed in her heart, so she had to stop thinking about these questions for the time being, "Auntie's life is gone like this, this has something to do with the current atmosphere, these mercenaries are all big and coarse, alas, they have no resistance to women, so most of the mercenary leaders don't dare to accept women." ”

"Actually, I also want you to join the mercenary army, in this way to train you, but I don't want you to repeat your aunt's mistakes, I would rather let you go to the Assassin organization than you go to the mercenary group, this truth should be clearer than me. ”

"Hey, the topic is far away again, so what does this have to do with your father's funding for Ning Yiwu's predecessors to lead the Northern Expedition?"

The topic returned to Ning Yiwu's body, Dongfang Hao's eyes suddenly became firm, and his tone became more serious, "Of course it has something to do with it, and it has a lot to do with it!" After your aunt lost her life, I was going to assassinate the leader of the mercenary group in order to take revenge, but that guy secretly interfered, my plan failed, and that guy tied up your aunt and me, intending to sell us to aliens as slaves. At that time, your Uncle Ning Yiwu was also in the mercenary group. Although he was young, he was keenly aware that the mercenary was a criminal team selling human traffickers under the banner of mercenaries, so he took advantage of the night to rescue your aunt and me, this is how we met, at that time I didn't know that he was the son of the generalissimo of soldiers and horses, and the same as the sons of those excellent wealthy families, he also used a fake name, I still remember, his name was Xiao Wu at that time!"

When Dongfang Xue heard the word Xiao Wu, she couldn't help but laugh, "Xiao Wu, this is really a humble name!"

As soon as Dongfang Hao talked about his acquaintance with Ning Yiwu, his heart and Chinese ink suddenly flowed like a gushing river and sea, "He was so humble when he was young, he never said anything big in front of outsiders, he always did things in a down-to-earth manner, and he never complained, and I was moved by his youthful heroism at that time!"

It wasn't until he decided that I was a trustworthy and cooperative person that he confessed his true identity to me, and after I heard about his identity at that time, I solved the doubts in my heart! Before, I always felt that he was very different from ordinary mercenaries, most of the mercenaries learned a few tricks, and lived one day at a time, if they could hunt demonic beasts, they would hunt, and if they couldn't hunt them, they would cultivate, but after practicing for less than two or three hours, they would go to play with women! The money earned after hunting is used to eat and drink, play with women, or gamble, but Ning Yiwu is extraordinary, he only eats flatbread when he eats, and when those mercenaries play with women, he uses it to read and practice swords, and his day is arranged very regularly, reading during the day and practicing swords at night, which is simply unreasonable for a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man! But those mercenaries respected him very much, and he even united a group of brothers who later fought the world with him through this method of leading by example, such as the Xuanwu Holy Envoy sitting next to him, who was also a ruffian back then, but this person was later moved by Ning Yiwu's demeanor, and also learned Ning Yiwu's style of doing things, so he has today's achievements! Gradually, this style of leading by example, coupled with the vigorous and resolute style of doing things, made the outstanding young people in those mercenary groups slowly move closer to him, so there was that incident!"

Dongfang Hao said and spoke, and suddenly laughed proudly, those years that cannot be erased from memory are always unforgettable.

The real friendship between men, the picture of life and death, the moment when the back is entrusted on the battlefield, how can people who have not experienced it understand the taste?

The more Dongfang Xue listened, the more she listened, the more she tasted, and it seemed that she had forgotten the purpose of her coming to the Divine Sword Altar today.

Compared to who could win the duel between Xiahou Wan and Ning Wujian of the Divine Sword Altar, she wanted to know what era of change back then, what kind of things happened, and what kind of person Ning Yiwu's predecessor was? Why is the Divine Sword Sect about to suffer the disaster of war now, and these people have come from thousands of miles away.

What kind of charm is hidden in Ning Yiwu's predecessors?