"The weather is so good!" Liu Chen was shirtless, washing the sweat beads on his body with water, and looked sideways at Liu Zangbing, who had a breezy face, and said: "In the past few days, I still want to thank you, with your guidance, my water questioning sword technique is really on the next level!"

As if he was not very accustomed to the particularly dazzling sunlight in Cangshan and Erhai, Liu Zangbing frowned, and glanced at the crowd of people in the camp of the Canglan Legion in the distance, and after a long time, he sighed and said slowly: "We have different understandings of listening to mountains and rivers, so I can't talk about what I pointed you out...... You have a good understanding, and your combat talent is also very good, and in more than ten years, I'm afraid I won't be able to beat you......"

"Hehe......" took the short shirt handed over by his own soldiers, Liu Chen put it on his body, squinted his eyes, and said with a chuckle: "If it weren't for the death match, I wouldn't be able to see the strength between the two people at all...... Even if it is more than ten years from now, I am fortunate enough to reach your current state, and I will be satisfied to fight you for hundreds of rounds without defeat...... They are all people who understand, and in the tens of thousands of years of Pan Donglu, there has been a sub-saint out of you, and if you are not at the holy level, who can guarantee that you will win the battle?"

"Hey!" Liu Zangbing shook his head and said with a wry smile: "I don't understand those people, they are obviously all transcendent realms, and they have forcibly divided a 'sub-saint' between a saint and a legend, as for it, the martial scriptures have made it very clear, not every martial artist is good at cultivation, and not every cultivator is good at fighting...... An existence like the Canglan King is just a martial artist who is good at cultivation and a cultivator who is good at fighting......"

"That's right...... There are specializations in the art industry, and sometimes, the peak of personal force value does not change anything...... It's like Yu Taixuan, if he can see all this in front of us, hehe, he will be scared!"

Standing at the highest point of the north corner of the camp, Liu Chen grinned a satisfied smile at the corner of his mouth, in the camp of the Canglan Legion in front of him, the warriors of all ethnic groups who rushed to the front line in response to the "Canglan Edict" lined up in the quartermaster department and lined up a long queue that could not be seen, people were crowded, talking and laughing, and the old comrades-in-arms who had not met for many years also gathered together at this time, for the common dream and responsibility, the ambition is not old, and the blood is still ......

"The uncle Ziming in Xiaoxi's mouth, but the uncle Ziming who once wrote 'The dream of a literati and a chivalrous man through the ages, willing to write Danqing with blue blood!'?"

Regarding Liu Chen's ambition, Liu Zangbing smiled noncommittally, and turned the topic away from the topic and asked: "This "Vicissitudes of Romance" can indeed move me......

"That's right, it's that Uncle Ban Ziming...... The marching general staff of our Canglan Legion, the son of Uncle Ban's family, and the second heir of Tianji Pavilion...... I'm afraid that once we recover Youzhou, the next Tianji Pavilion Lord will be in his pocket!" When Uncle Ban Ziming was mentioned, Liu Chen's smile was very relieved, the good brother could be remembered by the sword god Liu Zangbing, that was really amazing......

"With such a style of writing, if I was born in my time, the Holy Venerable would definitely like him very much......" Liu Zangbing smiled slightly, nodded his head and said: "Xiao Xi told me that this uncle is obviously a warlock, but he can charge on horseback like a warrior, which can be regarded as both civil and military, not bad!"

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"King!" Just when Liu Chen and Liu Zangbing were chatting and farting together, Lao Yang, who was full of smiles and grins, led a sturdy black-faced man to the low part of the grassy slope, and he could stand still in front of Liu Chen. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Uncle Yang...... You don't wait for orders in the staff camp, why are you coming here with me?" When Lao Yang and the big man finished bowing, Liu Chen smiled and couldn't help but quip: "Those lazy styles in the organization are not allowed to be brought to the army...... It's not pleasing to the inspector of the prison army, I can't save you!"

"Hehe, the king has misunderstood!" Liu Chen's tone did not contain any anger, Lao Yang and him were also old acquaintances, and his words were also very open, listening to Liu Chen's jokes, the old smoking gun smirked, and stretched out his hand again and again to pull the cramped strong man beside him, "The last general came this time, just to ask the king for something, and by the way, I also took my old brother to ask the king and the sword god to ask for a ......."

"Caomin Huashan, please my Wang An, please Sword God Crown......" When Liu Chen's eyes floated, the big man named Huashan arched his hand again, and said with an excited urn on his face: "Caomin is a person from Fucheng, and he listened to General Xuanwei when he was young!"

"Fucheng?" Liu Chen didn't speak, but the Liu Zangbing beside him raised his eyebrows, looking confused.

"Lord Hui Sword God, Fucheng is the previous White Emperor City, in your time, it was also called Ding Sword City!" Lao Yang spoke slowly, and sneered at Liu Chen quite embarrassedly: "King, that's the case, this brother of mine is from a scout, and when the logistics battalion recorded the soldiers, he was assigned to Mr. Fu's rune battalion as an auxiliary soldier...... Well...... This ......"

"Hahaha......" Liu Chen suddenly realized, and immediately knew what Lao Yang was asking for today, and he didn't wait for Lao Yang to be embarrassed for too long, he then nodded with a smile and said: "Fucheng is a fief given to the queen by this king earlier, since Brother Huashan is from Fucheng, it can be regarded as his mother's family...... In this way, you can go to any battalion you want, Uncle Yang go to Uncle Ban's General Staff, and just say that I gave the order...... In addition, if you can still meet your former comrades-in-arms and brothers, I will rely on you for the transfer......"

"Thank you, King, hehe!"

"Well, go get busy!"

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"Ding Sword City, White Emperor City, Fucheng ......" Liu Zangbing couldn't see any emotion on his face, he just muttered to himself, and his eyes flashed with the light of infinite memories.

"It used to be called Wuwang City!" Liu Chen chuckled, bathed in the warm sun on the horizon, he squatted down and sat on the grass, describing it as quite comfortable.

"That is the hometown of the Holy Venerable, and it is also the foundation of the Canglan King...... It's only you, the woman who gave it to herself, hehe, as rumored in the market, you and us are really different......"

"That is, I can't compare with your eldest young masters, I have been living in the folk since I was a child, if she hadn't sacrificed her life to save me, I'm afraid you wouldn't have had a chance to unseal it from the sword washing pool......" With her hands behind her head, Liu Chen slowly closed her eyes, "Over the years, she has also helped me all the way and taught me ...... It is no exaggeration to say that if one day I have the ability to turn the tide, then the hundreds of millions of living beings in the entire Eastern Continent will first have to thank her, it is she who has cultivated and shaped a great king who can take the common people as his own responsibility...... She and I are not only husband and wife, but also close friends and relatives! The snow of the north, the sword of the south...... There has never been a distinction between each other!"

"No wonder!" Liu Zangbing smiled evilly, pouting and raising his feet to kick Liu Chen's waist, not light or heavy, more like an amiable comfort, "Xiaoxi has mentioned it to me many times, saying that you love her second mother the most, but I don't know that what you care about most in your heart is still her mother, she is too young she will never understand, that kind of love has transcended any expression of action...... A smile and a smile are all in the heart......"

"Then when you were young, did you love someone as deeply as I did?"

"No, Beigong Fu is your luck, and my luck is Feng Mang!"

Liu Chen opened his eyes and quietly stared at the more and more majestic back of Liu Zangbing in the sun, there are many warriors who use swords in the Eastern Continent, and there is only one swordsman in the real sense! )