Re-cast the Panlong Stick, I saw that a huge spiritual energy vortex was quickly formed in the sky above Han Zhan, and everyone understood: Han Zhan was on the promotion. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Damn, advance one step earlier, Lao Tzu's silver will be earned back. A lieutenant grunted.

Another lieutenant sighed: "I knew that if I fought with the general, I would be able to be promoted, and I would fight for anything." ”

"Luck, Han Zhan's luck is too good. It seems that with the champion Hou, maybe we can also get some luck. ”

"It's done, Wenxiangjiao hit the muzzle of Lao Tzu's gun, count him unlucky. ”

By this time, Ji Meiqiu's prestige in the military camp had basically been established.

The commander handed over the Xuanpin Spirit Grass to Yue Xian with a bitter face, and Yue Xian smiled on his face.

Half an hour later, Han Zhan's promotion ended, and he bowed down on the high platform again: "The general's gift today, Han Zhan is toothless and unforgettable." ”

At this time, Yang Zongbao slowly walked in front of Ji Meiqiu: "General, what you say, can it still be counted?"

Yang Zongbao was unwilling to fail, if he couldn't defeat Ji Meiqiu, the right to speak in the military camp, Yang Zongbao had to give up.

Ji Meiqiu had long expected that Yang Zongbao would not let him go. Just by subduing Han Zhan, maybe the sergeants below will be convinced, but who is Yang Zongbao? Just now I reserved the handle for Yang Zong, and it was also in Ji Meiqiu's plan.

"General Yang, if you have something to say, Meiqiu continued. ”

"Okay, speak quickly, win or lose, Zong Bao recognizes you as a brother. ”

After Yang Zongbao finished speaking, Yue Xian's face showed joy: This expedition, there is no problem, the commander stood beside him, but the expression on his face was even better, I don't know if he felt sorry for his Xuanpin Spirit Grass, or sighed Ji Meiqiu's luck.

"Time, tonight, location, mountainous area outside the camp, content of the competition: please command the envoy to hide an object, and then plant a red flag on the top of the mountain. The one who finds the object and pulls out the red flag wins. ”

Ji Meiqiu was not polite, and immediately set the content of the competition.

If you compete in force alone, three or four Ji Meiqiu may not be Yang Zongbao's opponents. Ji Meiqiu gambled that Yang Zongbao did not cultivate his divine sense.

"Is there a time limit?" is a fresh competition, and Yang Zongbao is also interested.

"If, after three or five hours, neither of us can find it, what will the sergeants think? If I find something, you can snatch it, of course, before the red flag is drawn. ”

After listening to Ji Meiqiu's novel way of competing, the commander was no longer depressed, and immediately took out an object: "This morning, my brother gave me a very delicate short sword, and whoever wins will give it to whomever wins." ”

Ji Meiqiu looked at it and was happy: Isn't this what she refined last night? It was sold so quickly, the business of the Ziwei Chamber of Commerce is not bad.

Yue Xian also recognized it, and his heart was determined: on the short sword, there must still be Ji Meiqiu's divine sense, and God is really helping Ji Meiqiu.

That night, the camp of the First Army of Lushu was rarely lively. Yang Zongbao let go and drank a lot of wine with Ji Meiqiu. Of course, whether he intended to intoxicate Ji Meiqiu or not, only he knows.

Commander Wei didn't leave, he wanted to see if Ji Meiqiu said wildly, facing the two high-level martial kings, what other tricks did he have.

Martial artists below the emperor level, who have not practiced divine sense, and rely on the perception of the true yuan to find magic weapons, have little to do with the level of the martial artist, and the competition is very fair.

But who can know that Ji Meiqiu is a freak who can't be often theorized, he not only cultivates his divine sense, but also cultivates his divine power.

The mountainous area outside the camp was pitch black, except for the occasional insect chirping, the poisonous snakes that did not know whether they were alive or dead, and the slightly clever beasts had long been away from the murderous camp.

As night fell, the final competition began. The commander made Zang Jiao good short sword, Ji Meiqiu and Yang Zongbao swept out of the barracks, and the officers and soldiers of the First Army of Lushu were all focused on the school field, waiting for the results of the competition.

Ji Meiqiu took advantage of her night vision and turned quickly in the mountains. In less than a quarter of an hour, the breath on the short sword appeared in Ji Meiqiu's mind, watching Yang Zongbao slowly turn to the foot of another mountain, Ji Meiqiu took the short sword and swept up to the top of the mountain.

After thinking for a while, Ji Meiqiu sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, absorbing spiritual energy, communicating with the stars, and using her heart and soul for two purposes.

Half an hour later, Yang Zongbao's figure appeared in front of Ji Meiqiu. It seems that Ji Meiqiu has expected it, and Yang Zongbao has made up his mind, since he can't find the short sword, why not wait for the rabbit.

Seeing Ji Meiqiu sitting cross-legged under the red flag, Yang Zongbao was stunned.

"Brother Zongbao, this sword is refined by me, and you will not lose unjustly. ”

"Since you won, why don't you hurry up and end it, you want to see me make a fool of myself?" Yang Zongbao's tone was very stern, but his expression was very frustrated.

Ji Meiqiu threw the short sword to Yang Zongbao: "The relationship between Zongbao and the brothers of the First Legion will not end because of this expedition. It doesn't matter if you win or lose, the key is our cooperation, which must be guaranteed. ”

Yang Zongbao smiled: "Brother Meiqiu, you are really a wonderful person, Zongbao accepts your affection, in the future, we will be good brothers." ”

"Go down the mountain, and don't let the waiting brothers look down on our brothers. ”

Yang Zongbao was not hypocritical, after listening to Ji Meiqiu's greeting, he stepped forward and pulled up the red flag and ran: "If you can catch up with me, your benefits are indispensable." ”

Ji Meiqiu thinks that he is a Duobao boy, and he doesn't care about any benefits. It's just that Yang Zongbao wants to challenge, and he can't help but accept it.

Yang Zongbao started early, deliberately put his eyebrows together, and mentioned all his skills in one step. When the camp gate was in sight, Yang Zongbao felt a hint of pride: the champion Hou was extremely smart, and there were times when he was deceived.

At this moment, a black shadow swept past Yang Zongbao and stood steadily in front of the camp gate: "Brother Zongbao, I knew that your speed was poor, what kind of treasure hunting." ”

Yang Zongbao laughed heartily: "Good brother, let's set off tomorrow, how about it?" After Yang Zongbao finished speaking, he threw Ji Meiqiu a piece of demon beast skin. Ji Meiqiu caught it with her hand, didn't look at it, and stuffed it into the sleeve of her robe.

Ji Meiqiu said: "Okay? The emperor said, I will go on the expedition in five days." ”

"That's your time to subdue the sergeant, you're done, what are you waiting for?" The two walked straight into the camp side by side, and the sergeants waiting here all cheered when they saw Yang Zongbao carrying the red flag on his shoulder.

Yang Zongbao glanced at Ji Meiqiu gratefully, only Yue Xian, with a puzzled look, stared at the proud Yang Zongbao.

"There are a few more things that need to be discussed with you. Ji Meiqiu and Yang Zongbao walked into the big tent, and only when the guards brought breakfast did they stretch their waists: "The camp is pacified by you, and tomorrow, I will come here with the prison army and the vanguard officer." ”

When I returned to the house, it was already noon. Concubine Xiang heard that she would go on the expedition tomorrow, and shouted that she wanted to go with Ji Meiqiu. Ji Meiqiu couldn't cry and laughed: "Okay, Shenlongwei should find your uncle soon, you can wait with peace of mind." ”

"What if my uncle isn't in Bianjing?" Concubine Xiang blinked slyly.

Ji Meiqiu touched the back of his head: It's not that coincidental, did you leave Bianjing again: "No matter where you are, I will send someone to send you over." ”

"No, I want you to send it. It seems that Concubine Xiang already knows that her uncle must have left Bianjing.

"Okay, okay, I'm responsible. Ji Meiqiu also played a trick.