Pirate Field Marshal

Suddenly, Hu Chi felt that he had been wronged.

Did he come out this time just to be used as a punching bag for the marshal?

Everything is his fault

Acting, what is this acting?

Tiger crazy, I think I have no problem

Why, why, my marshal always pushes things towards him?

Do not understand.

uncomfortable.

Very uncomfortable.

It doesn't matter whether you are a scapegoat or a tiger idiot, you can give yourself such a nickname.

Anyway, as long as something happens, it will be his Hu Chi's fault.

Marshal, you did nothing wrong.

In pain.

Hu Chi, he suddenly raised his head and glanced at his marshal.

Luo Ning, that handsome yet ordinary face.

Hu Chi, he felt that he could not continue like this.

He, Hu Chi, is one of the three personal guards of his own marshal.

but,

he,

Tiger crazy,

Also a person,

It also requires some resistance.

So, Hu Chi looked at his marshal, mustered up great courage, and spoke resolutely.

"marshal."

"I think what you just said is very wrong."

"What I said was wrong." Looking at Hu Chi, Luo Ning frowned slightly and asked.

"Yes, I think so, Marshal's words."

"The marshal's words are wrong." Hu Chi paused and continued.

"Marshal, my acting skills are actually worse than you said."

"Marshal, it's my Hu Chi's fault that you were recognized."

"So, Marshal, I'm very sorry."

Looking at Luo Ning, Hu Chi looked serious, his eyes sincere and firm.

It seemed that this was what he wanted to say.

"Is this really the case?" Luo Ning asked with his eyes slightly narrowed and the corners of his mouth raised.

"Yes, yes, that's what I meant."

"Marshal, stop thinking nonsense."

"By the way, um, Marshal, can you put the sword in your hand away first?"

"Well, Marshal, look at that sword in your hand. It's so sharp. If you're not careful, it will be bad if you hurt yourself."

"so"

Hu smiled crazily, sweat seemed to be dripping from his forehead, and he looked a little embarrassed.

Well, there was a deep fear in his eyes.

How could he, the tiger idiot, not know about his own marshal's sword?

Luoning.

In swordsmanship, he is the best in the world and no one can match him.

The tiger idiot didn't want to try the power of the sword in Luo Ning's hand.

Seeing Hu Chi's sincere expression, Luo Ning slowly put down the dark red sword in his hand.

Reinsert it into the scabbard.

He reached out his hand, touched Hu Chi's shoulder, and nodded with satisfaction.

Tiger crazy,

Although a little dull and silly,

However, there is still some benefit to this personal guard.

That is, being able to see the current situation clearly and admitting to coercion made Luoning very comfortable.

"Tiger Chi, you can recognize the current situation and admit your mistakes."

"I, Luo Ning, am very pleased."

"But haven't I said it several times?"

"Now, when you go out, you want to call me Young Master. Does Young Master know?"

"Oh, forget it, my brain hurts, my brain hurts."

Luo Ning glanced at Hu Chi, who bowed his head and kept laughing.

He closed his eyes helplessly, stretched out his hand, and held his forehead.

Try to make yourself more comfortable.

Luoning,

He has such bodyguards,

He himself felt that it was quite a headache.

"Okay, Tiger Chi, let's go