The world is hiring

Lu Qian, who was training with soldiers on the wasteland, suddenly stopped, frowning and looking east.That feeling of irritability... Could it be that something happened to Ah Liu?

A month ago, Lu Qian suddenly discovered that he sometimes felt emotions that did not belong to him, and those emotions became clearer and clearer.Sometimes it's anger, sometimes it's irritability, and sometimes it's a bit sad.But only did not feel joy.

Lu Qian knew that this would only happen after the souls were drawn to each other, and the master of those emotions was only Ah Liu.Perhaps because of the marriage contract, he and A Liu's minds were connected together.I didn't pay attention to it before, but now that the two places are separated, its existence is revealed.

That night, after the silver-branched bird left Prince Li's mansion, he rushed back as fast as he could.Food and gossip are the inexhaustible driving force to support its progress.The demon power flows along the meridians, soaking every piece of silver feather.

Dressed in moonlight, the body of the silver-branched bird suddenly blurred into a phantom.The phantom is fleeting in the air

, passing through all the obstacles on the straight line, and traveled hundreds of miles in an instant.Before the sky turned white, the silver-branched bird could already see the shadow of the West Wolf Barracks.

Lu Qian sat in his military tent, waiting for a reply.With the speed of the silver branch bird, it should be almost back.

Sure enough, before dawn, the silver bird broke into the military tent.But what Lu Qian didn't expect was that the first thing the monster had just returned was not to ask for its reward, but to stare at him intently.

Just seeing was not enough, the bird was pacing back and forth on the table, as if seeing something new and strange that Tori had never seen before.

Lu Qian was silent, thinking about the joy and embarrassment that came from the bottom of his heart before, and suddenly understood where the bird's attitude came from.So...he was teased by a bird?

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the silver branch bird's wings, and took off the letter post on its feet.Pulling out the scroll and slowly unfolding it, Lu Qian suddenly felt a sense of anticipation.

Scanning the contents of the letter, his eyes lingered on the last two words for a long time, his eyes were like a river in early spring, showing signs of melting ice and snow.

As if seeing someone gnashing his teeth, Lu Qian covered his lips and coughed twice, but the slightly trembling shoulders finally revealed his emotions.

In the end, he couldn't hold back, and Lu Qian suddenly chuckled.With A Liu's temperament in this life, the last two words must have been entangled for a long time.

It's really embarrassing Ah Liu... Heh~

A soldier looked at his commander standing there and didn't know what he was thinking. He thought it was an opportunity and attacked with a long sword.There is a tradition in the Western Wolf Army. For all military positions below the captain, as long as the soldiers can defeat their leader by force, they can get the original position of the leader!

Everything is like a pack of wolves on the prairie, the winner is king.

It's a pity that the captain and above have to use military merit to speak, otherwise, with Lu Qian's ability, how could he still be a poor brigade division?Commanding a hundred people is already a very prestigious position in the eyes of others.But for Lu Qian, it was just the beginning.

I saw Lu Qian moved half a step sideways, raised his arm casually, and only heard a bang, and the sneak attacking soldier bumped into him like this.As if he had hit an iron wall, the soldier covered his nose with tears in his eyes.

Damn, does this person still have back eyes?

"Not flexible enough, plum blossom pile, two hours." A calm sentence made the soldier's tears flow more fiercely, this time he was really sad.

Two hours!Terrible.

"...Yes." Responding in a muffled voice, the soldier stood up holding his nose, and walked towards the plum blossom pile not far away under the gloating gaze of the others.

A month ago, this Lord Lu who was said to be from the Xian Family defeated the Cultural Traveler and became the leader of their team.I don't know how this guy moved so much wood. Overnight, hundreds of wooden stakes were erected on the wasteland.The low ones only reach the calf, while the high ones can reach several meters.High and low, twists and turns, every time you go up for training, the people who fall down are like dumplings, in an endless stream.

Although there is no fear of life, it is not a problem to fall with a black nose and a swollen face.

The soldier, who had failed in the sneak attack before, stepped on the lowest plum blossom pile with a look of death, and was about to move slowly, but was severely hurt by a flying stone.

"Hiss!" The military man was angry, damn it, this Laoshizi plum blossom pile is already very popular after being seen as a joke, this is another little bastard who feels itchy and doesn't need to clean up.The soldier stared back and was about to yell, but was so frightened by the stone thrower that he almost fell to the ground.

"Ahem, sir... my lord? Hehe..." Jun Han quickly restrained his expression, showing what he thought was the most friendly smile.

Lu Qian raised his eyes to look at the soldier and other people who were slow like snails on the plum blossom pile, and suddenly stomped his left foot, and the stones on the ground were shaken.Lu Qian waved and held it, a smile flashed in his eyes.

Suddenly, the shot was like lightning, and a stone was thrown out, directly hitting the back of a soldier on the plum blossom pile.The person who was beaten screamed and tried to swing his arms to keep his balance, but he still fell to the ground.

The man looked up sadly, "My lord..." It's not me who provoked you.

Jun Han, who was still on the plum blossom pile, tensed up all of a sudden.They seemed to have expected something.Sure enough, black stones flew over like rain, no more, no less, exactly one for each person.

The soldiers, who didn't want to make a fool of themselves, tried their best to hide from the stone, and their forward speed increased a lot.

When the people finally came down, their bodies were covered with bruises and purples, and they looked miserable.However, they did feel the benefits, and practicing like this was indeed much more efficient than before.

Lu Qian raised his forehead and pointed ten people sideways, all of whom were soldiers who had been trained very seriously before.

Then he divided the rest of the people into groups of ten, and went to the pile to be beaten according to the group.Those who stay on the ground are responsible for picking up stones, and the ten people pointed out are the ones who threw stones.

Just when the first ten people who went up and the soldier throwing stones below winked and begged for mercy.Lu Qian's cold voice suddenly became a reminder: "If the number of people shot down is less than five, I will personally guide you."

The person who threw the stone had a cold look in his eyes, which is called a stern and selfless person. "Brother, I'm sorry."

The people above were heartbroken, and were beaten down with hatred by the stones hitting from all directions.They secretly gave Lu Qian the middle finger in their hearts, but when Lu Qian looked over, they immediately changed to expressions of admiration and gratitude.

Feeling helpless, Lu Qian went back to the camp first.He was afraid that if he stood still, that group of people would have cramp.

When night fell again, Lu Qian walked to the bed, looked at a certain bird sleeping soundly on his bed, and grabbed his tail and picked it up.

The silver-branched bird, which was awakened by the shaking, opened its little red eyes and was about to yawn when it was startled by the hand stretched out to its chest.With its wings clasped around its chest, it yelled in horror, "chirp chirp chirp chirp!" What are you doing!If you get any closer to me, you will yell molestation.

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I was so sleepy that I finished coding at 12:30.Sleepin.

I am always afraid that my writing will not live up to everyone's trust and expectations.

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