Huotou Battalion, in the Cangjia Army, is the only way for a new recruit to grow into a commander on the battlefield. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoIsn't Xue Rengui growing step by step from a small firehead army to a general of the Tang Dynasty?

However, both on Earth and on this wild continent, there seems to be something very wonderful, which we are accustomed to calling a coincidence.

When Fang Ping and the four of them came to the Huotou Camp with a waist card with the words "Huotou Army" written on it, they really felt a little crying and laughing. Because the battalion commander of the Cangjia Arms Head Battalion was none other than the pretty female cultivator who knocked down Fang Ping before.

"What are you doing stupidly, why don't you go and brush that pot and bowl quickly!"

"And you! Dead fat man chops vegetables! Dare to steal a little old lady and tear your mouth!"

"What are you doing looking at me, little girl! Go, take these thirty Dou Ling Gu to the beast pen, feed all your senior brothers and sisters' mounts, and then use this steel brush to brush them!

"Who is that, Bai Qingfeng, the little guy looks very handsome, come over and pinch my senior sister's shoulder!"

Xia Lan was obviously more vindictive, and as soon as the four of them came, she actually directly moved all the other firehead troops away, leaving all the work to Fang Ping and them.

As for herself, she sat comfortably on the recliner, while enjoying the thoughtful service of Bai Qingfeng while munching peanuts and melon seeds.

This couldn't help but make Fang Ping and Wang Xiaoer express their jealousy, being handsome is really a lot of benefits, at least they don't have to do these dirty jobs.

Bitter Tea ......

If eyes could kill, Xia Lan should have turned into a sieve a long time ago.

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"Ahhh~~ It's really fucking...... I'm a little tired. ”

After Fang Ping cleaned the last bowl, night had already fallen.

After Xia Lan left, Bai Qingfeng immediately went to the beast circle to help, which made Kucha's originally cloudy mood slightly better.

"Oh, I'm a little tired, brother! You don't know, the knife that girl gave me is so blunt that it takes three cuts to cut even a cabbage! Look at it, I'm tired and thin!"

The fat man was lying on the haystack on all fours, and his funny appearance really made people laugh.

"Hmph! I think that old witch did it on purpose, she bullied us when she saw that our cultivation was low! She was so narrow-minded, she deserved to be so ugly!" Kucha knelt on the side and said angrily, her temper was really rushing.

A pair of fair-skinned and slender palms gently kneaded on his fragrant shoulders, it was a white breeze.

"I feel that Senior Sister Xia's personality is not as bad as we imagined, Brother Fang, have you noticed?"

"Whew, that woman didn't let you work, of course you didn't feel it. Wang Xiaoer pursed his lips and sneered at this.

Kucha turned his face directly, slapped his hands away and said, "Bai Qingfeng! You still have to speak for her......?! I misread you!"

"Hehe, don't be in a hurry to get angry, Fengzi is right, Xia Lan is actually not as narrow-minded as we imagined. Fang Ping, who was lying on the fat man's belly, chuckled, veterans bullied recruits, this situation is too normal on Earth.

"Senior brother, why are you like this! Have you forgotten how many pairs of chopsticks you brushed?"

"Hmm...... I really forgot, I can count so many dishes and chopsticks. ”

"Then you still ......"

"But have you noticed that after this afternoon of work, our own bodies have changed to a greater or lesser extent? Fang Ping sat up, his words full of intriguing.

"Change? hmm......" Wang Xiaoer raised his two fleshy arms and looked at them again, and then said with some uncertainty: "If I have to say any changes, it seems that my two claws are more powerful than before." ”

"Well, what about you, junior sister?" Fang Ping looked at Kucha.

"I didn't!" Kucha tilted his head, but he didn't even look at him.

Bai Qingfeng shook his head helplessly, but said with a smile: "Hehe, I feel that my affinity for spirit beasts has increased a little, it should be the result of brushing the spirit beasts today." I think that the junior sister should also have this kind of benefit. ”

"Hey, I heard you say this, that mother-in-law asked us to do these jobs to ......" After all, Wang Xiaoer is the son of the ancestor who has been a true disciple, and with a flicker of his eyes, he understood what Fang Ping meant.

"Well, you're right. Fang Ping nodded and continued: "Please forgive me for saying that among the four of us, although Senior Brother you have the highest cultivation of the fourth level of Qi refining, if it is compared to the strength of the physical body, I am afraid that you are not even comparable to Senior Sister." A blunt knife is obviously a great way to build strength and stamina. ”

"What about me? What's the use of improving my affinity with spirit beasts? I don't plan to practice the art of beast control. "Bitter tea is still not convinced.

"Hehe, then junior sister, let me ask you, what are you best at?" Fang Ping asked unhurriedly

"I, hum, as a shadow ...... That...... That's stealth and assassination, of course!"

"So where are we now?"

"Yuan Demon Realm, how can you ......" Kucha was slightly stunned, and a sentence that his father had warned him before leaving suddenly flashed in his mind - the strongest concealment technique is to completely integrate himself with heaven and earth. Heaven and earth are me, and I am heaven and earth!

Seeing Kucha's expression of sudden realization, Fang Ping knew that there was no need to say more about himself later.

As for why Bai Qingfeng was not assigned a job, Fang Ping didn't know, maybe it was because there was really nothing to improve in this guy. It's not that Bai Qingfeng is a waste, but he behaves too perfectly. Whether in terms of cultivation strength or self-cultivation, what he has done is impeccable.

Although the three of them, except for Wang Xiaoer, were all in the first layer of Qi refining, Fang Ping had a faint feeling that Bai Qingfeng had definitely not done his best to improve his cultivation in the past two months! Otherwise, he would now be at least above the third layer of Qi refining.

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After understanding Xia Lan's good intentions, the four of them no longer complained, and began to work hard as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and sometimes even went to grab work when they were doing it quickly. The veterans were shocked and stared dryly, when did the days of our Huotou Army become so leisurely?

Xia Lan looked at these four recruits more and more pleasing to the eye, and she didn't have to arrange it by herself every day, and they automatically started looking for work. Often, as soon as the veterans woke up from their cultivation, they could already smell the aroma of breakfast. Just finished the exercise, lunch was brought over again. In the evening, all kinds of good wine and good food are served. In just ten days, these veterans have obviously gained weight, but the fat man Wang Xiaoer has lost a lot of fat.

The enthusiasm of the soldiers was high, and even Cang Ling'er's mood was much better, at least she wouldn't be thinking about tea and dinner all day. Moreover, our Martial God's favorite food is the pepper rabbit meat roasted by Fang Ping, and he has to eat a whole fat rabbit every time before he stops. This change really made Xia Lan smile from ear to ear. Before, Lord Martial God had not eaten a grain of rice for many days, and as the commander of the Huotou Battalion, she must be duty-bound.

If you want to capture a person's heart, you must first grasp that person's stomach, and this is true.

It was another moonlit night with stars, Fang Ping fiddled with the barbecue grill he made, and put the game that had been beaten by the veterans on top of the iron skewers.

Since I learned that the Martial God is good, the meat rack of the Huotou Camp has never been empty.

"Hehe, is my chef Fang busy?" There was a crisp laugh behind him, and Xia Lan rarely withdrew from her military uniform and changed into a sky blue cheongsam-style dress. The tight clothes perfectly highlight the delicate figure, and the slender and round thighs loom during the walk, which is very sultry. Coupled with the unique charm of a mature woman, the male animals whistled wildly.

"Sister Lan Lan, hehe, you're here!" Bitter Tea jumped forward to meet her, after more than ten days of getting along, the mustard in her heart disappeared, and the two beauties, one big and one small, have become good sisters.

Bitter tea is like this, if you encounter something you can't get used to, you can get as far away as you can. If the two get along, it won't take too long to get into a hot fight with them.

And the female cultivators of the Cang family are scarce, in addition to Cang Ling'er, Xia Lan can be regarded as a little red in the vast grassland, Lord Martial God is busy with affairs, and it is of course excellent to have a little sister to chat and joke.

"Well, let's see if you little ones are lazy. Xia Lan raised her hand and scraped the tip of the bitter tea's nose, but the little girl was so shocked that she hurriedly covered her veil, for fear of falling down.

Even now, everyone has never seen the true face of Kucha, not even Bai Qingfeng.

"Wow, Sister Xia Lan, you're so beautiful, hehehehe......"

A greasy pig's head came over, and the small eyes were staring at the pair of plump people wrapped in cheongsams, and the hara was about to flow out.

This dead fat man obviously wanted to imitate Fang Ping, but the heat was obviously not home.

"Get out of here!"

The two clear drinks came out in unison, and there was quite a tacit understanding.

"Uh......"

Wang Xiaoer's smile froze, and then he ran to continue chopping vegetables. As he cut it, he muttered gloomily, "How can you do this...... Alas~~ My young and fragile mind...... It's so scary, it's so devastating......"

Fang Ping unhurriedly skewered the last iron skewer with game, then carefully washed his hands and turned to look in Xia Lan's direction.

Cooking is one of the few things that keeps him focused, whether he is preparing to cook or already cooking, he doesn't bother with anyone during this time, even when the king of heaven comes.

This is a foodie's minimum respect for food.

"Oh, Sister Lan is really beautiful today. ”

Turning around, Fang Ping was also amazed by Xia Lan's dress today.

When steel turns to finger softness, when a woman who has always been as alone as a man is willing to take off her armor and change into a dress, at this time, the natural charm she exudes is unstoppable.

Xia Lanqiao's face was slightly red, but she said very generously: "What, wasn't I beautiful before?"

"Bang dang!"

"Click!"

The kitchen knife fell, smashing an entire basket of eggs. Just like the heart of a fat man at this time......

"Ahh!......hh

However, no one paid any attention to him......

"Hehe, Sister Lan, you have always been a beautiful woman in my eyes. Fang Ping smiled, and did not hesitate to praise him. "I don't know if Sister Lan suddenly visited, but do you have any advice?"

Hearing this, Xia Lan obviously hesitated for a moment, and then snorted: "That...... Can you teach me how to roast game? Don't think about it, I don't mean to steal the teacher, I just ...... It's just that you're going to leave in a few months, and I'm afraid that if Lord Martial God doesn't want to eat the ordinary meals of the Huotou Camp again, I'm afraid...... I'm afraid ......"

There was an inexplicable nervousness, which made Xia Lan a little incoherent.

Of course Fang Ping understood what she meant, not to mention that roasting rabbits on the earth was a rotten street craft, and there was nothing to be told about.

However, just as Fang Ping was about to give an affirmative answer, an urgent and piercing horn instantly pierced the silent night sky.

"Woo!!"

"Enemy attack!!Enemy attack!!"

"The Cangjia army belongs! Prepare to meet !!"