The solemn and serious history of cannon fodder struggle

The Dashi Kingdom emphasized martial arts, and it was a period of prosperity and prosperity, when the country was strong and the people were strong. Many barbarian and small countries around them all bowed their heads to the Dashi Kingdom.The only country that can compete with Dashi Kingdom is the name of Xueguo, which emphasizes literature. Although it is weak and slack, the emaciated camels are bigger than horses, which still makes the emperor of Dashi Kingdom vigilant.

As night fell, Xiao A lay on the bed holding her unlucky sword for a long time.

"Cuckoo..."

The stomach growled again.He stood up, half of his face was covered by black hair, the moonlight leaked from the window and shone on him, white clothes were more than snow.

Holding a long sword without a scabbard named Hanshui Jian, Xiao A narrowed her phoenix eyes, and her handsome face was stern.

The Cold Water Sword shone coldly under the moonlight.

"Damn old woman—" He made up his mind, stood up and rushed to the door, kicked open the wooden door, and ran towards the room with candlelight jumping.

"What are you arguing about!" The old woman opened the door, and Xiao A pointed the cold water sword at her chest. "Ouch, I'm scared, old lady."

"Food...I want to eat." Little A looked up, this old woman was not short, but luckily, he was taller than her, so he took a step closer and used his height advantage to suppress her.

"Hmph, we've negotiated accommodation for ten taels, and you'll have to pay for your meals!" The old woman said harshly without fear.

Little A's expression became gloomy, her thin lips were pursed tightly, and she said lifelessly: "If you don't give me food, believe it or not, I'll hack you."

The old woman took a step back, glanced up and down at him, and suddenly smiled on her wrinkled face, looking very disgusted.Little A got goosebumps from seeing her, and shouted in a low voice: "Hey...you..."

"I think you can recommend yourself at Prince Yu's Mansion, and it would be nice to exchange for some money."

The old woman said thoughtfully.

"... Prince Yu's Mansion?" Little A was at a loss.

"You don't know?" The old woman was also surprised.

Little A lowered his head, thought for a while and then raised his head and asked, "What do you recommend?"

"Ok?"

"Didn't you say you want me to recommend myself? What do you need... the literary test or the military test?" He really has no money, and the literary test is definitely not good.

The old lady looked a little weird, "...as long as you are healthy."

"Body?" Xiao A was surprised, and just after the old woman thought he understood what he meant, he said with a face of enlightenment, "It turns out that I was asked to do coolie! How much money did you pay? You just said it was the palace—"

"Shut up!" The old woman stretched out her hand, signaling him not to say any more.Little A frowned, "What are you doing again!"

If it wasn't for the old woman not even giving dinner, would he need to think about it?

The old woman laughed, pulled her cheeks with her fingers and said, "Who do you think I am?"

With a clatter, Little A opened his eyes wide.

Under the moonlight, the face was completely different. The old woman turned out to be a man. He puffed up his chest, and then pulled his hair. The black hair fell to his shoulders.

"Oh——" Ganqing met the master of disguise in the martial arts novel, Xiao A pointed at him and drew his voice, then quickly turned cold, with the tip of the sword pressed against his chest, and said coldly: "Who are you!"

Completely unfamiliar faces.

The man propped his forehead with his hand, very depressed. "You stabbed me with a sword today, have you forgotten?"

It turned out to be the unlucky thief.It's no wonder he recognizes him in a fucking black face scarf!Little A stretched out his sword again, and Qianchen Ming broke out in fine sweat on his forehead.

Although he put down his bad words and wanted to deal with him, when he got rid of the officer's pursuit, thinking of this, he broke out in a cold sweat on the spot.

His lightness kung fu was at least among the top three, he never expected to be stabbed by this man's sword, the sharp eyesight, the decisiveness of the strike, that sword was simply astonishing.

What kind of state of perfection has this man's martial arts reached!

It's just that after finding out that he didn't see his disguise, Qian Chenming still couldn't hold back his desire to mess with him.

It's like playing with fire...

Little A raised the corners of his lips, sneered, Qian Chenming clenched his palms, and was about to run away, when he heard the other party's firm voice say:

"Return the money!"

Oh... Qian Chenming obediently took out his pocket and handed him the cloth bag.

so nice?

It seems that holding a sword to the heart is very threatening. "Go and cook for me." Little A continued to ask.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll poison you?" Qian Chenming rubbed his nose and said.Although he didn't have that idea, he wanted to learn martial arts from this person.

Little A was stunned for a moment, "That's right...it's okay, just come and try it." He was really hungry, thinking of this, his stomach growled again.

"Haha." Qian Chenming smiled cheerfully, "I'll do it for you, I'll do it for you! Haha——"

Laugh at your sister!Xiao A withdrew his sword, made way for Qian Chenming, watched him enter the kitchen, and then he clutched his stomach and looked up at the sky.

very hungry--

Qian Chen's life was done quickly, he came out with a bowl of noodles, the silver moon in the sky, exuding a cold light, he looked at the person leaning against the door, with a lazy posture, a stern face, white clothes better than snow, and a long sword He was leaned to the side, eyes closed, and seemed to be resting.

After he approached, the man slowly opened his eyes, and his indifferent eyes swept over, like cold water, icy cold.

If he entered Prince Yu's mansion, would the lecherous King Yu favor other people?Qian Chenming thought so.

"Noodles—give me!" Xiao A smelled the smell, quickly brought the bowl over, picked up the chopsticks, and stuffed it in one bite.

Very hot.He opened his mouth, stuck out his tongue and exhaled.Looking at this steaming bowl of noodles is full of complexity.

Those pale lips turned reddish, adding a hint of strangeness, Qian Chen swallowed his saliva and looked away.

"Go in and eat." Qian Chenming whispered.

Little A glared at him, and went in obediently with a bowl in his hand.Seeing that he had forgotten the long sword, Qian Chenming picked it up and followed behind helplessly.

The bean-sized candle on the oil lamp on the wooden table danced slightly after approaching.Little A sat down, put the bowl on the table, and reached out to fan it.

"Let's do this." Qian Chenming didn't know which tendon he had made a mistake. He took the chopsticks and picked up the noodles. He leaned over and blew gently, and said with a smile, "It must not be hot anymore."

"...Who wants to eat your saliva." Little A looked at him expressionlessly, his eyes seemed to kill.

Qian Chenming squeezed his chopsticks tightly, "If you don't eat, I will—"

"Damn... well." Little A hastily bit and swallowed.

"Eat slowly by yourself!" Qian Chen ordered him to feed him, put his chopsticks in the bowl, and stood up, "I want to go out to enjoy the moon, you eat, eat..."

In a hurry, he ran out in a little embarrassment.

Little A didn't care at all, picked up the noodles and blew on them, and then ate voraciously.

Oh shit!It's so hard to eat.

It seems that I still have to make money. Since ancient times, the fastest way to make money is to kill people and sell goods. Do I want to be a killer or something.

Cool and lucrative.

He completely forgot his dream of being a chivalrous hero who roams the world.