I'm fighting with my boyfriend every day

My battalion was stationed in the city, entered the Zhancui Gate facing south, and turned off Qingshi Avenue.

At the entrance of the alley, the slogans were loud and loud, and everyone worked 800 times more than usual.

The corner of my mouth twitched, and I understood.Sure enough, as soon as he entered the door, someone came forward to report.I waved my hand to let him go without saying, these guys wagging their tails as hard as the windshield wipers on a rainy day, how can I not know what's going on?

Walking a few steps further, I saw Miss Yingsan sitting under the awning at the base of the wall, and her female guards lined up like wild goose wings on the ground.

Ying Xiaolu's trip to Qihe is actually a bit strange.

I thought she was here to make a wish, but I didn't expect this guest to stay for nearly two months, walking all over the beautiful mountains and rivers, wandering around the corners of the cranes, and the towering trees growing from a little green buds to full of red flowers. Zhi, she didn't intend to leave yet.

Although this girl has gone through the rivers and lakes and fought in wars, but she has a face full of emotions and jumps in her mind, and she doesn't seem to be a suitable candidate to be the director of the Silver Bridle's Show Office.I really don't know what handsome Ying is up to.

Miss San has no acquaintances in Qihe, she only knows me and Shen Shiwei.Shen Shixiong was busy fighting with the eighth junior brother, so she had to come to Qin Shixiong to play.After two days without a place, the third lady quickly found some fun from me.At that time, I had just taken over the 500 people, and most of them were veterans, all of whom were treacherous and lazy, and I was tortured by them to lose my temper.When she was in Shuizhai, she had a lot of subordinates, and this trip accompanied a few old coaches, who often came to teach me how to lead the team.

I got a lot of points, the only thing I can't learn is that I'm not a pretty girl.It is rare to see a woman in the barracks, and she is so good-looking. This encouragement is of great importance. This group of animals can get a compliment from the third lady, which is more effective than me rewarding real money.

Xiang Qu is no exception.At this moment, his eyes were bright, his steps were brisk, and he straightened his hem again, but he didn't realize that the victim's nosebleed was still spraying on his front.

Seeing me coming back, Ying Xiaolu suddenly stood up.I was about to exchange some pleasantries when she beckoned and led me to the back of the shed. Xiang Qu also wanted to follow, but she gave her a hard look.

Seeing that no one could hear us, she said: "Brother Qin, I watched them practice for a while, maybe I misread it, why, why...why did it look like they were going to fight back?"

I said: "You read that right, it's not the image, it's the transformation. They have a little foundation, they are Protestants these two days."

Ying Xiaolu's dark eyebrows flew up like swallows in amazement: "Zhuoxiu can accept so many apprentices?! Even if they accept apprentices, they can't be these ordinary soldiers..."

I said: "I can't accept it, so this is not an apprentice."

After being stunned for three seconds, Ying Xiaolu yelled, "Are you privately tutoring your family?!"

——With such a loud voice, I don't know what is the use of her deliberately pulling me aside.

I smiled wryly and said, "I'm as fat as guts? My father and Uncle Shen nodded their heads, and Zhuoxiu came to teach me boxing."

Ying Xiaolu said: "Yes, yes, but why?" At the end of the sentence, she was not only shocked, but also slightly angry: "What kind of rules are these!"

Of course, there are rules of the rivers and lakes.

When I first came here, I also wondered why there is martial arts in this world, but why is it not like at the end of "Shaolin Soccer" that everyone has practiced and everyone is a hero.But it didn't take long to realize that if everyone could practice, I would still want to have a high bed with soft pillows and eat meat every now and then?

Any industry has its monopoly, and what knights monopolize is the superpower "martial arts" in the cold weapon era.Although he doesn't admit it, the quacks stick to the inheritance of the master's school, but in fact they are still guarding the privileges and interests.

What's more, poor in reading, rich in martial arts.Martial arts are mysterious, but the foundation is nothing more than a good body, which is not what the poor can cook by eating bran and swallowing vegetables.When I first came here, I only lamented that Qin Zhan's sweat in the gym could flood his ankles. I didn't know what his muscles meant until I met those ordinary people like little ghosts.No wonder Lao Ye insisted that Shen Shiwei and I were the so-called "children of a good family".

And when we killed people outside Fanqiu City, Shen Shiwei and I were tanks.

Shen Zhiwei's number is Tiger Style, and I'm probably Sherman's Little Mantou.Even if it's just a bean chariot, it's like a tiger entering a group of soldiers.

What if we have more tanks?

Even if I am not a military fan, I know what the steel torrent of the Third Reich is.

This idea has been lingering in my belly, and the more I imagine the prospect, the more excited I feel.Shen Xiaoxuan asked us to speak freely when he held a student symposium, and I risked being beaten for being deviant when I said it, my palms were sweating, and I was a little inexplicably angry.Unexpectedly, Shen Xiaoxuan laughed out loud, boasting that I actually had this knowledge of the interoperability of economics and powers, allocated 500 people to me on the spot, and asked me to practice first to try.

At that time, I listened to the buzzing chatter of the people around me, and I was full of energy. I felt that I had finally opened the golden finger of the traveler.After the lights were turned on at night, and he lay down on the bed, remembering the looks Shen Xiaoxuan exchanged with Qin Heng before he started laughing, he felt that he understood something.

A brat like me can shake the rules of the industry with just a few words?It's a joke.

I'm afraid Shen Xiaoxuan had thought of this earlier.But after all, Qin Heng is the head of Liuxu, and it is most appropriate for these words to come from the legend of the emperor. In the end, he followed suit and rewarded me with 500 people.

Shen Xiaoxuan is really Shen Zhiwei's biological father!

But how can these words be analyzed to Miss San?

I have a simple and honest face: "I don't understand either. I only know that it is my duty to train soldiers well."

The third lady's three views were shocked, and she had no place to vent, she walked around anxiously for two steps, the wind swayed the willows, and left me to turn around the shed.

Xiang Qu was imprisoned, and he was still standing there just now.Seeing Miss San, he leaned over to talk to her, only to get a "hmm" from the girl.This guy usually has a few ridges on the tail of the arrow and has to fight with the girl to blush and have a thick neck, and he doesn't know what good it is to win.After a few battles, Ying Xiaolu ignored him, and he was still very puzzled.Thinking of this verse, I couldn't help but stand beside him and caress his dog's head a few times.

In the past, Miss San was not happy, and even if I did a belly dance on the spot, I still wanted to make her laugh.

But now I stand side by side with the dazed Xiang Qu, watching Miss San leave angrily.

It's true that I still like Xiaolu's sister very much. Seeing her roll up her long hair and reveal a snow-white swan neck, my blood pressure will still soar.But no matter how hard I go, I always hit a glass ceiling head-on, and I can't get into my head.

Miss San is as beautiful as she is beautiful, but I don't expect anything to happen with her.

I don't know why I abolished martial arts?

The third lady hurried to the door, stopped suddenly, turned around and walked back quickly: "By the way, I forgot about it. Mr. Wan is at Qihe, I'm here to ask you to go with me."

I said: "Young Master Wan, can't it be enough for Brother Huang Er to send him away?"

For the past two months, Zhuoxiu and Zhanqihe have had people come to join him.There are rebels, there are bandits pretending to be rebels, there are quacks like us, and there are scholars full of conspiracy.Brother Huang Er has always been responsible for the reception work, and I usually don't get involved.

The cutest girl Xiaolu is the one-liner, thinking about Mr. Wan, she couldn't care less about getting angry, she widened her eyes and said, "I must see you, Mr. Wan from Linhai Road!"

I suddenly realized, yes, that Mr. Wan.

The four masters have a table of mahjong, and I lack one of the four, and he has never seen it.

Wan Gongzi's surname is Wanming, and his character is different. He was born in Wanhua City.

Wanhua City is also a city and a sect. It not only smuggles and runs HNA, but also does serious business, but the one who is famous in the martial arts world is Yebing.The scale armor that Shen Zhiwei wanted to give me before was made by the previous dynasty of Wanhua City.

It has long been heard that this big arms dealer is coming to Qihe, and if he really arrives, of course it must be the highest level of foreign affairs reception.Uncle Shen is not in the city today, senior brother Huang must have asked all the disciples who can go to accompany the banquet.

I hurriedly changed into the sweaty bunts on my body, dragged Xiang Qu to change the dirty clothes, and went out with Miss San.

After Qihe was liberated, his daily affairs were discussed in Zhuoxiu Hotel.

The hotel is also in the south of the city, we can walk there.But we saw a big fiery red horse tied to the door one step ahead of us.

The horse has no hair on its body, only four snow-white hooves, Xiang Qu stepped forward to touch the horse's nose, the red horse rubbed his face affectionately, Xiang Qu proudly said to us: "Hey! The third senior brother has arrived. "

none of my business?

I left Xiang Qu and let Xiao Lu go first, and stood behind the screen wall and listened to the voices for a while.The hall was far away, and there were faint laughter, but it was hard to hear who was who.

I sighed and turned around the screen wall.

The three people in the hall stood up to welcome me and Miss San.

Second Senior Brother Huang sat with him, and Shen Zhiwei sat next to the guest above him.

When we came in, the two of them were chatting excitedly, I don't know why it is so funny, when I looked at me, Shen Shiwei even gave me a smile.

I also smiled at him for a few tenths of a second, and immediately turned to look at Mr. Wan.

This glance is called a surprise.

It's been almost a year since I wore it, and it's the first time I've seen it dressed like a hero in a martial arts novel.

The man at the top looked like a death metal player, but also like a thousand flowers. He was wearing a black robe, without a scarf or a crown, and his waist-length hair was loose, and was slightly moved by the wind.

Shen Zhiwei made an introduction for the two of us, I saluted first, and the hero hurriedly bowed back.I saw that the hero was not tall, standing beside Shen Shiwei, only reaching his earlobe, with a small face the size of a palm under his long black hair, lightly rubbing rouge on his cheeks.

No matter how blind I am, I can still see the bulging front of the hero's black robe.

It would be impolite to stare any longer, so I hurried to find a stool to sit on.

Why didn't anyone tell me that this Wanqi is a female son?