I can't afford it, I can't afford it
The next day,
the morning light was slightly drunk.
Outside the city of Gengxin, the sand and soil were still flying, the wind was blowing, and a few round tumbleweeds were bouncing and flying.
In the far east, the millet-sized sun wheel slowly rose, reflecting the orange-yellow of everything around it, and even the towering and dark city walls were also reflected in bright colors.
"Shooting Lulu."
In front of the city gate, the carriages and horses slowed down, neighing like flowing water.
"Old Gao, have you noticed that there are more people entering the city today?"
On the city wall, a guard glanced at his colleague who was busy checking and shouting, and turned to look at his colleague, who was in his 20s and 30 rough face.
If you haven't married a wife yet, it's all because of the wind and sand.
"Don't call me Lao Gao, I'm only 21 years old! I'm going to be called old by you."
The man called Lao Gao gritted his teeth and angrily yelled at his companion, and then his weather-beaten face showed a look of admiration, and said lightly,
"What's all the fuss about?
Yesterday. The Golden Warriors broke through the 36-game winning streak in the gladiatorial arena, and when the news spreads, who wouldn't want to come to see the surrounding people?"
"Wait a few days, there will be more people."
He said decidedly. There are certain things that are most intriguing at his young age.
For example, which Goulan girl in the city is the most moisturizing, and where is someone offering to make an appointment tonight.
It's a show where dry knives go in and wet knives go out.
I don't want to! The wind blew, and the companion tilted his head slightly at a forty-five-degree angle, his black hair dancing wildly, mixed with a few strands of white silk. He squinted at the next door, and there was a sad color in his pupils.
How can a man like a single dog like you understand the hot kang head of our wife and children?
He is more concerned about whether he can pick up the money on the way home tonight, and is worried about whether his wife will open her mouth and say,
"Damn, I want it!"
If you are over forty, you can't afford it, you can't afford it.
"Life is already tight, and I don't have the money to go to the arena to bet.
When I go home tonight, I will find a reason to criticize the little brat's studies, and then beat me up. The daughter-in-law should feel pity and try her best to comfort her and forget about me. exist."
He thought so, frowning less and less.
I'm so smart!
"I'm on duty today, I can't witness the battle of the Golden Warriors. Should I go to Goulan at night? Or to Goulan?
" I will go home and tell my parents that the number of people in the city has increased greatly today, and I have to take turns to patrol at night, so I won't go back to sleep."
I'm so witty!
The cars and horses converged, forming a line along the street, extending to the direction of the arena, and a small amount spread out, stopping in front of shops and taverns.
The originally wide street now seems a bit narrow, and the noise is endless. .
"Will the Golden Warriors come today?"
In the arena hall, it was crowded, and everyone was talking about it.
"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze, I want to bet! Press the golden warrior, press the golden warrior."
The man blushed and shook his arms.
"37-game winning streak? Just kidding! I won in the arena."
The next door cast a caring look at the mentally retarded. He heard the news last night and came from a neighboring town overnight to make a fortune.
37 consecutive victories, unheard of for decades, whoever believes it is stupid.
People are like this, they always like to be smart, don't hit the wall and don't believe in evil.
"General, do you think the Golden Warriors will come today?"
In the corridor not far away, the man in green clothes turned to look at the old man.
"How do I know? Why don't you go to the hotel and ask?"
The old man looked at the crowded hall with flickering eyes.
This time, it is estimated that it will make a lot of money.
"How dare I."
The man in Tsing Yi said weakly.
He was someone who didn't even know the bishop of Spirit Hall, and he didn't see anyone from Spirit Hall today looking for trouble.
If such a person is annoyed, who can keep him.
"That's it!"
The old man rolled his eyes,
"Those family nobles who participated in the betting didn't send anyone to ask, why are we going to get in trouble."
As he talked, he raised his white eyebrows slightly, smiled and said:
"It's just right if I don't come, I will also save the 39th game."
Last night, after he finished drinking, he was sleepless all night with his wife in his arms. Thousands.
I have been in the army for many years, and I have never been able to accompany my wife of mutual aid.
His sons and daughters are in their prime, and his grandson is growing up. There are so many things he wants to accompany and witness, and he doesn't want to die.
When he was young, he was ambitious and meant to be in all directions.
Now that I am old, I know how precious my family is.
"Yes."
The man in Tsing Yi also smiled.
He gathered with his brothers last night, and when he saw the general, his wife and children gathered together, his usually solemn face, rare smiles, and more words. The loving look on his face when he hugged his grandson made him still fresh in his memory.
Some things, when you really encounter them, are hard to let go and make a choice.
The general has changed a lot today. It would be great if the Golden Warriors could fight after the gladiators came,
he thought.
The general taught the grace of blessing, which he never forgot.
Hotel front yard.
A two-meter-high pink and white wall, topped with green bricks, surrounded the entire small courtyard.
Behind the not wide gate is a beautifully carved screen, with a vigorous Populus euphratica standing in the corners on both sides, and the meandering branches stick out from the wall.
The lush leaves are golden yellow and swaying in the wind in the sun, which is extremely moving.
There was a sound of breaking air from the center of the courtyard.
Four shining white flying swords danced against the wind, one solid like jade, three light like flowing waves, sometimes sprinting, sometimes turning, as if alive.
Ning Xiaotian danced with his fists and feet, and the leaves under his feet fluttered lightly.
This is the new idea that he came up with after he recently practiced the Soul Power Condensing Sword and mastered the first flying sword condensing practice.
Integrate the soul power condensing sword with boxing skills and distraction control to form a new fighting skill.
After condensing the first flying sword proficiently, he tried to condense the second and third flying swords, and the process went very smoothly.
After all, his distraction control has already reached the eighth level of perfection, not to mention controlling two or three handles, even six or seven handles.
It is that the spirit power is consumed a little bit, and after there are too many flying swords, the control consumes a little spirit power.
Just started dancing, and often crashed.
There is a difference between being able to fly and being able to perform acrobatics in the air.
"It's a pity that my soul power can't be combined with the murderous spirit. It's a little uncomfortable."
Ning Xiaotian stopped, and the flying swords in the air were also controlled to rank behind him. He shook his head, frowning slightly, showing some helplessness.
After many attempts in recent days, he now has reason to believe that there is a rejection reaction between his soul power and murderous aura, and the two can coexist, but cannot be integrated.
He probably guessed that this was due to the characteristics of Sun Moon Star Hui Lan.
How can such a sinister and ferocious thing like murderousness have fun with my holy power of the sun, the moon, and the stars.
The lower dantian, which hides dirt and filth, manages to eat and drink, is the place where they live.
Murderous: MMP, will you bully my new baby?