Indoors.

Yin Shuiliu closed his eyes and tapped his legs with his fingertips from time to time, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ran went to the bun is not a man's hairpin, but a woman is accustomed to modify the bun-shaped grate, the concubine Weiguo people have a unique habit of never taking this as a humiliation, but taking it as a beauty, which has already become a trend in the concubine Weiguo, and people in other countries are not surprised. Ran Fei didn't dare to use the grate on his bun to comb his hair, and took out the single-sided grate in his sleeve that had never been used.

After just combing it a little twice, Ran Fei changed color and whispered sadly: "Lord, why do you have so much more gorgeous hair?"

Yin Shuiliu opened his eyes slightly, said to show me, and took the hair handed over by Ran Fu.

Sure enough, a little white turned out of the black, and one of them went straight up from the tail.

"It's a little whiter. ”

Yin Shuiliu let go of his hair and didn't pay much attention to it, but he knew where those whites came from.

In the tent of the day, there were a few people who could do it with their own hands.

He rarely falls asleep at night, and when he closes his eyes every day, it is his son's little face that is twisted in pain, at his young age, even if Shangxi and Tianji can't do it, he can't stand it for a month.

"When the matter in the set is over, you go to prepare the coffin, and I will place my son and wife in the funeral first. ”

Ran went solemnly and did not ask when he was buried and where he was buried, because there was no precedent for cremation and reburial in Shang Yin's funeral ceremony. Especially the wife of the feudal monarch, the son of the feudal monarch should be buried in three days, and the burial in March, how many days have been delayed.

simply tied a bun for the king, and when he just passed through the hairpin, the king, who had been silent, somehow suddenly asked him: "Do you know why I called the thief?"

Ran Xiang sneered: "The servant is dull, and let the servant think about it. ”

Yin Shuiliu took the Xizhao sword next to him, and in the cold of the sword sheath, he didn't answer Ran Qu, and his face showed a vengeful anger.

The thief of the country, the head of the world.

He is now cut off from his children and grandchildren, and his deceased son is the only blood and bone in his past and present life, and sooner or later he will have to perform a funeral for the deceased son.

Doctor Ran was completely wrong, and after thinking that he had gained, he said to the king: "The Lord has stolen the hearts of the ladies of the world, created a book of couch wind for all generations, and wrote a book to establish a biography, which should be the first." ”

"Playing the piano blindly, no one can match you. ”

Yin Shuiliu slapped a sword scabbard on his back, Doctor Ran was ashamed, he didn't know much about what these six words meant, and said with a shy face: "The Lord is strategizing, and the decisive victory is thousands of miles away, why do you need more smart heads for servants." ”

Yin Shuiliu ignored him anymore, rubbed his eyebrows with his hand a few times, and retreated from Zhiqu, knowing that Jun Shang was thinking about the future.

Since the king did not choose to flee, but led his pawns to the north, he could guess that the king's biggest plan at present was to take back the fiefdom and justifiably change the northern contempt into a filthy demon. It's a pity that although he is good at words, he is not at all as good as Shang Xi about state affairs. However, Dr. Ran has his own way to help the king, that is, to find Concubine Wei and teach her to use the concubine to soothe the king's emotions.

For Dr. Ran, this matter can be elevated to a serious matter.

Concubine Wei's middle brother is about sixteen years old, born majestic and handsome, Ran went to wait until the female brothers and sisters came back, and saw that the hunting heart was happy, even if the dark prince was in trouble after he was killed, it should be the case.

"This is the one who hit you? so bruised and purple. After you became a concubine, how could you be so humiliated, you tell me, I will relieve your anger for you and kill the person who injured you. ”

This concubine Wei was too enthusiastic, Wei Zhong obviously couldn't stand it, and he was so frightened that he fell to the ground, and even said that he was accidentally injured, how could he dare to tell the other party that it was the children of the Ji clan.

The Wei girl hung her head beside her, and while she was restrained, she had a strange appearance that she wanted to say and stopped.

When he entered the room with the Wei brothers and sisters, Jun Shang was practicing swords.

"Sit. ”

Returning the sunset sword to the sheath, Yin Shuiliu frowned slightly, this was not because of the arrival of the Wei brothers and sisters, but because of the progress of his own dantian channel.

There is only third-class polished rice in the set, which is the second grade of polished rice, and the nourishment is far inferior to the second-class, even if he absorbs more power than others, with the nourishing effect of the third-grade polished rice, it will also delay the recovery of his dantian pulse. From now on, he has only recovered three human connections, and he is still quite far from the hundred paths, not to mention the peak of the heavenly veins in the past.

He wants to recapture the fiefdom, and the current urgency is still to grab people, food, and resources.

How dare the Wei brothers and sisters sit down, still saluting the thief, unlike the younger sister, Wei Zhong could not hide the envy and desire in his eyes, and when he slammed his head on the ground, the sunset sword in the thief's hand just now kept appearing in his mind.

When he entered, he saw only the last sword of the thief.

That sword, he couldn't describe his senses, only that no one in the whole set could match it, it was an indescribable feeling.

It's a pity that his family biography "Wei Feng" has long been lost, but even if he is still there, with his current identity, there is no foreign material to nourish the dantian, he can't get through the pulse, and he can't get started with martial arts.

"Have you learned the art of false pulses?"

Wei Zhong saw the tip of the thief's head approaching, and couldn't help but be shocked when he heard the words, he was finally a sixteen-year-old boy, no matter how old he was, it was far from the sixteen years when Yin Shuiliu was a human being.

"Stealing?"

Yin Shuiliu looked at his slightly trembling hands and feet, and asked again.

Wei Zhong broke out in a cold sweat, the secret that no one found in this episode was actually just a glance at the thief, and he completely saw through it.

The so-called false pulse technique is a way of martial arts cultivation that does not need to rely on many external objects, and the purpose is to strengthen the body, use the muscles, bones and skin as the veins, and fight the whole body to raise the power of tigers and wolves.

It's a pity that in this world, the human body's secret is based on the dantian pulse, and the technique of false pulse cultivation belongs to the side door and left way, and it is the way of martial arts cultivation that cannot be done, if it can't be from the outside to the inside, it is only the power of a hundred connections, and the method of cultivation is slightly deviated, which causes great damage to the human body, especially on the way of cultivation, and the taste is extremely difficult.

In today's world, resources are scarce, and the technique of false veins has become popular among large and small clans, because it is difficult to raise people in the human network, and although the people of the false pulse clan cannot get a glimpse of the supreme avenue, but the advantage of not being able to pass the pulse is that they do not cultivate the technique of pulse sense, and they are naturally not afraid of the power of the enemy's illusion, reliable tactics and connections in a battle, but this kind of false pulse technique, large and small clans are only allowed to cultivate by people who are not talented, and the people of despisy are completely unqualified.

Wei Zhongxiao half secretly learned from the children of the Chinese people in the collection, most of them had fake veins on their ancestors, and they usually secretly practiced when no one was around, but there was no guidance from a famous teacher, and their progress was really limited.

"The talent and perseverance are good, but it's a pity that you don't have enough multigrain minced meat tonic, and you will only have three false pulses until you die. ”

The ten false pulses are compared to the hundred human connections, and the power of the triple false pulses is equivalent to thirty human connections.

Yin Shuiliu stretched out his tip, raised Wei Zhong's jaw, looked at it carefully, and said something that no one understood except him: "He is Zhongqing, you also take Zhong, your office double name should be Zizhong, right?"

Ran Fu cautiously spied on the monarch's expression, and whispered to Wei Zhong, "Hurry up and answer my lord's words." ”

Wei Zhong looked up along the tip of his shoes and said dryly: "It was taken by my mother according to the will of my ancestors." ”

The Wei girl, who had never dared to raise her head, had the audacity to peep in, and the scene she saw was that the thief bent down and stared at her middle brother, like a god.

"Confess me as Lord and commit your life to me. I will teach you the true martial arts method, so that you can restore your name, and from now on you will no longer be a subordinate and despised by others. ”

Wei Zhong's uncontrollable voice was lost, and after Wei Zhong couldn't believe it, he stammered, "Really?"

Yin Shuiliu motioned for Ran Fei to pull out the matching sword and hand it to Wei Zhong, and he took a few steps back.

"Take a good oath, and you will know what is true and false. ”

The Wei family girl carefully put her finger against Brother Zhong, signaling him not to hesitate, their family is so lowly that they are not even qualified to pay allegiance to the Ji family. It is better to be a servant to a thief than to be so humble for generations, especially the promise of the other party, which is impossible to refuse even a subordinate.

Ran Fei said with a smile on the side: "Blessed boy, you still don't swear to the Lord." ”

Wei Zhong's hands and feet trembled too much, and he used Ran Xiang's bronze sword too hard, and suddenly the blood flowed all over the ground, he didn't cry out for pain, and made a solemn appearance, and made a blood oath that Shang Yin needed to steal the head all his life.

He originally remembered the name of Wei Zizhong, and shook his head and said: "My subordinates are now all single names, and you also use a single name, with Qing as the name." ”

Wei Zhong read Wei Qing twice, didn't think it was cheap, and said happily: "Thank you Lord for the name." ”

Taking the bronze sword in Wei Qing's hand, Yin Shuiliu handed it into the hands of the Wei woman, stared at her eyes and said: "Wei Zifu, you must not be called by surname in the future, just use your name like a man, you will be called Zifu, because of these three words, maybe you can give me a lot of luck, but I can't guarantee what your ending will be, maybe it will be the same as her who was abandoned by Liu Che." ”

Don't call it by her surname, this is an insult to the lady, how can Wei's daughter care.

She was soft and weak, and at the signal of the thief, like her middle brother, she made a lifelong oath to the man in front of her who made her feel red when she didn't know how to look at it.

In her name, bless and protect him.