Devil’s Advent

Fan Li crossed his waist,

A little sword boy sits on his shoulders,

under the moonlight,

stood for a long time.

Little Jiantong lowered his head from time to time, looking at the big fool under him, looking at the tenderness in his eyes.

This tenderness is for this city wall.

The city wall of Shengle City was finally completed. In order to meet the construction schedule, hundreds of savage slaves were exhausted to death.

Many people would not be able to understand, including many people in the city, why did the city rush so fast?

Although the life of a savage slave is not considered precious, it can still be sold for money. Even if it is thrown to the workshop, it can still be used.

Even if savages are compared to livestock, there is no such abuse of livestock.

But recently, as news from Cheng Guo came one after another, the previous slander slowly disappeared.

The newly established Dacheng Kingdom seems to be collapsing in less than a year. Once Cheng Kingdom collapses, Shengle City, which is close to the Tianduan Mountains and located in the easternmost part of the Yan Kingdom's rule area, will definitely bear the brunt of the savages. Target.

The role that a city, a strong city, can play cannot be underestimated. Even though the Yan people are famous for their iron cavalry, but... under the rule of Shengle City, the real Yan people are only a small part of it.

Moreover, there is a city behind him. Whether it is the transfer of food and materials or the strategic initiative of the army to rest and reorganize, it is really in his hands. Taking a step back, it is just the role of stabilizing people's hearts and restraining the nearby powerful Jin. Can not be ignored.

There are already quite a few nearby powerful Wubao masters who have taken the initiative to send their female family members to Shengle City to settle down in the near future. Their family members know their own family affairs, and their Wubao stockade can block out bandits and bandits. The army is here, and it is simply not enough to watch.

At the same time, unlike the previous war between Wen Ren's family, Helian's family and Yan State, at that time, the master of Wubao and the local tyrants were quite indifferent, but they were really not that flustered in their hearts.

It's nothing more than changing the king's banner at the top of the city and changing the court, but they still have the final say in terms of locality. They don't believe that the Yan people will raise the butcher's knife, and the Yan people did not raise the butcher's knife. They just pointed at Wenrenjia and Helian The family members exterminated the family to vent the anger of the two families who sent troops to attack them without authorization.

But this time is different. Once the savages come, how will they be treated?

If the Yan people and the Jin people are a confrontation between countries, a confrontation between two political forces, then, and the savages are a fight between different races.

Especially in the area of ​​Shengle City, the savage slave trade has really flourished in the past hundred years. Who has not been stained with the blood of the savages?

It is precisely because I know how I treat others in my heart, so I have no illusions about how others will treat me kindly;

And the news from Chengguo also verified this point, the brutality of the savages is indeed extremely terrifying.

Therefore, no matter how the savage rebellion will affect the government of Yan State, at least for Shengle City, it has already played a positive role in dissolving internal conflicts and strengthening local control.

Si Niang now only sleeps for two hours a day, and is busy reviewing and processing various regulations every day, and at the same time, she also has to meet the visiting Wubao master and Hao Qiang, promises that should be made, and beats that should be beaten;

In front of Si Niang, these tycoons and Wubao masters are like the mothers who used to have a group of girls under their hands. They were kneaded and divided by Si Niang back and forth.

Liang Cheng is only in charge of military training, and because a large number of Wubao local children have come here by themselves or been sent by their elders in order to defend their homeland, Shengle City has recruited a lot of new recruits. I'm exhausted.

But the blind man who could have helped him share the work has not come back yet. Xue San and Fan Li, one went to the blacksmith workshop to watch over the forging of ordnance, and the other was in charge of building the city, and they both had their own work. Only one person can carry it all.

Fortunately, the master is not at home, and without the burden of daily needlework, he can survive.

soft moonlight,

Fan Li stretched out his hand and stroked the bricks of the city wall, like an artist admiring his just completed work.

Hey, big fool, I said, this city is good, but it's far from those real big cities in the world. You have something to do, okay? Later, you can build a city that can compare with the capital city. Zhongcheng, can you go and have fun again?

Xiao Jiantong pointed Fan Li with an attitude of having seen the world.

To a certain extent, Xiao Jiantong once accompanied Yuan Zhenxing to travel all over the world. Although he has suffered a lot, he has indeed been to many places.

Fan Li shook his head and said nothing.

Most of the time, unless you take the initiative to ask yes or no, which must be answered, Fan Li will most likely choose to remain silent.

Of course, there are exceptions. Sometimes Fan Li will say a word suddenly, but that sentence will definitely drive you half to death.

Little Jiantong patted Fan Li on the head, slid down from his generous shoulders, drew out his small wooden sword, and began to practice sword.

On the way of sword practice, she was hit by Fan Li once, but her mentality is good enough, and her enthusiasm and subjective initiative for sword practice have not declined.

Fan Li continued to admire the city wall,

The little sword boy began to practice sword on his own,

One big and one small, under the cover of the night, formed a strange harmony.

Huh?

A doubt came.

Fan Li turned his head, walked up to Xiao Jiantong, and looked ahead.

In front, a middle-aged man came out. The man ignored Fan Li who was so big, and kept staring at Xiao Jiantong.

Come on, give uncle two more dances.

Don't you scare the kid.

The voice of the blind man came from behind.

Fan Li took two steps back, since he was brought back by the blind man, he put down his guard.

The little sword boy looked at the Juggernaut curiously, and the Juggernaut also looked at her curiously, and at the same time said to the blind man:

You said there was a gift for me in this city, is it this one?

Xiao Jiantong glared at the blind man angrily, but the blind man was automatically immune to all gaze threats.

Do you like it? asked the blind man.

The Juggernaut nodded and said:

like very much.

The conversation between the two of them seemed like some kind of immoral and shameless transaction, filled with a disgusting atmosphere.

It's just practicing airs, and you can actually dance the sword rhyme. It's amazing, it's amazing. When I was selected by the master when I was a child, I guess I didn't have the talent she has now.

born sword embryo,

For a kendo master,

How can you not like it?

What the emperor wants to inherit is the country, what the prince wants to inherit is wealth, and the masters of the rivers and lakes want to pass on their own skills and mantle.

Why can't Xiao Jiantong understand the meaning of the two's words? She is also a little clever ghost, but it is because of this that she is so angry. In the eyes of these people, she is just a good-looking gift after all?

I have a master now, and my master's name is Yuan Zhenxing!

Yuan Zhenxing?

The Juggernaut rubbed his chin and said:

Somewhat familiar.

My master is the second sword of the Qian Kingdom!

Oh, him.

The Juggernaut remembered, with a look of regret on his face.

Since there is a master, it is difficult to handle, although the master, the sword master is not looking down upon.

The blind man made up his knife at this time and said:

Yuan Zhenxing is dead.

Can.

Juggernaut is very satisfied,

Master is dead,

That is the ownerless thing.

Little Jiantong clenched the wooden sword tightly in her hand, she did not resist or refuse any more, but said:

I can worship you as my teacher, but you...

A smile appeared on the corner of the blind man's mouth.

However, what Xiao Jiantong said next surprised the blind man a little.

But you have to stay in this city!

The Juggernaut opened his mouth slightly,

Hehe twice,

He said to the blind man standing by his side:

If you hadn't been by my side all the way, otherwise I would have thought that you had already made arrangements. It seems that Shengle is really a place of outstanding people, and even the gifts will help the original owner speak.

Master Juggernaut laughed.

Hahaha.

The sword master laughed loudly, reached out and rubbed the little sword boy's head, and said:

Listen, you don't need to learn the second sword of the Qian Kingdom in the future. Follow me and learn the first sword in the world.

The little sword boy took a deep breath,

Drop the wooden sword in your hand,

Kneeling down to the Juggernaut,

road:

Disciple sees Second Master!

Huh? Why is it the second master?

Yuan Zhenxing is my master.

But he's dead.

But he taught me, brought me up, and raised me.

Hehe, you let me sit under Yuan Zhenxing?

yes.

You think I would be willing?

This is the bottom line of a disciple.

Then you know, my bottom line? I don't pay much attention to that Bailijian from Qianguo.

But please do it.

If I am not perfect, will you stop learning swords from me?

yes.

If Yuan Zhenxing knew that you were so stubborn and missed this opportunity, what do you think he would think?

If my master knows that he can sit on the head of Lord Juggernaut, he might wake up laughing from the coffin.

cough………

The sword master coughed,

Tomorrow, come to my place, and I will guide you.

Thank you Second Master, thank you Master.

Why thank you twice?

Replying to Master, the first call is to confirm that you are the Second Master, but I will call you Master from now on. Since I want to learn from you, Master, I can't keep you from being in front of and behind the Second Master every day.

Generally, people who practice swords are a bit withdrawn. That's the case with Bailijian, Li Liangsheng, and even more so with Chu. Even I have some.

However, you little monster has a mouth that can talk.

Thank you, Master, for your compliment.

Okay, okay, that's it.

The blind man stepped forward and said: Then I will arrange a ceremony for apprenticeship and apprenticeship tomorrow?

The Juggernaut looked at the blind man curiously, and asked:

Are you free?

It's all in Shengle City. From the perspective of the Juggernaut, the blind man should have too many things to do.

I'm busy, isn't it the biggest thing in front of me?

Hehe, there's no need for the apprenticeship ceremony. He has a master, and I'm a subjugated person. What's the point of having a ceremony? It will only make people laugh.

Other people's jokes are other people's business. We are just living our own lives, not for others. You come to let us have fun. No matter what, we should do some landlord friendship.

It's not right, it's not right, no matter how many benefits you receive, in the end, they will all be returned to them. I don't take any benefits from you. I'm just responsible for waiting here, waiting for the wild man to come.

Then we have to arrange an official position for you. The official position represents the treatment, so you don't need to say it to the outside world. It's just because everything in Shengle City is currently rationed for food and materials in a war situation, so...

Don't think I don't know what's going on in your blind mind.

You are wise, so naturally I can't hide anything from you.

Forget it, if you want me to be your official, that's fine, this is the east gate, as long as you can find Longyuan for me, what's the point of me being a guard of your east gate?