The three of them looked at each other, with wide eyes wide open.

Gong Xiqiu was deeply frowning.

But he wasn't the one who made this bowl of rice.

After thinking for a long time, there was no accurate conclusion. With the expectant eyes of Gongxi, he was fortunately slapped his hands and said in a very simple manner: "No matter what you say... Well, it's always a good thing to be able to practice. From now on, you will follow me and study hard. After all, it's a seedling in a thousand acres of land. If you have no achievements, wouldn't you waste this opportunity?"

Yang Ying pursed her lips tightly.

After all, I was a little hesitant.

Although she was in trouble and had no matter how life and death were, her father died at the hands of Gongxiqiu. She was able to treat the other party objectively at this moment, which was the result of several psychological remissions. Let her learn from the other party... Yang Ying felt a little embarrassed.

But this opportunity is indeed rare.

Before she could hesitate, Gong Xiqiu was impatient with her silent response and asked, "What? I am not worthy of teaching you?"

Do you really think that the fifteenth-class young master is a cabbage?

If he was willing to recruit disciples, how many people would hold the money, sharpen their heads, and kneel down and beg him to give him a precious place?

I took the initiative to mention it, but Yang Ying wouldn't agree?

This won't work!

No one can reject him yet!

Gongxilai secretly poked the soft flesh on Yang Ying's waist, and Yang Ying finally came back to her spirit and said, "No, no, I can't ask for it."

Gong Xichou's face cleared a little, "This is right... It's still late now, you two go back to your tent to sleep..."

Gongxi is unhappy to go back.

"Did you forget me?"

"I haven't forgotten. Can you practice 39 in winter or 30 in summer? It's hard to lift half a bucket of water, and you still have the courage to practice martial arts? Aying is a boy skill that he practiced by fighting with a knife and a gun. His foundation is still there, and even if he only starts contacting at this age, he can make up for it. That's all." Gong Xiqiu said as straightforwardly as ever, and his face became quiet a little bit.

She bit her lip in anger: "Then I Xiuwen!"

"You must have roots and bones to practice literature. The most important scholars who are literary and intellectuals are selected from thousands of miles away. If you practice hard for many years, you may not be able to achieve success..." Gong Xiqiu said it in a tactful manner. The threshold for martial artists who are brave and brave are relatively low, but Gong Xi is old and has no foundation.

"So..."

"You don't have this talent."

Gongxilai's mood fell to the bottom, and he asked softly with a little crying voice: "Is there no way to remedy? Let ordinary people be able to practice, even if they don't have a great future... as long as they can practice, I dare not try more."

"However, there is."

Gong Xichou thought about it seriously.

Gongxilai's eyes lit up: "Really?"

Gong Xiqiu said: "You know the disaster of the Wu Kingdom Gu? That thing can be realized, allowing you to become a medium-sized martial artist in a very short time, but the production method has been lost for a long time. Now there are a few more people, such as Huang Lie's heavy shields."

He slapped Gongxi's delusion.

"Don't be stupid, I really think that is a good thing? If it were a good thing, it would have been a lot of rumor. With this, I will recruit countless young and strong laborers! Whether it is the elite magical camp raised by the Wuguo Gu Guo, Huang Lie and the heavy shields, they all overdraw the user's lifespan, potential, and energy! With your body, you can be sucked dry in a few months and become a skinny mummy!"

And the genuine Gu insects of the Gongxi tribe...

There are also strict Gu-seeding years and root bone restrictions.

Hearing the "skinny mummy", Gong Xilai's face turned pale, he lowered his head slightly, and accepted the reality in his eyes with a low mood. Gong Xiqiu sighed lightly, buried some words in his stomach.

Gongxi is destined to be an ordinary person.

But she is destined to be extraordinary.

Because she comes from the west.

As long as he does not die, one day will be her retreat and backer. The Gongxi tribesmen will not give up on their own tribe.

The Gongxi has not been lost for a long time since he came to the west.

After some self-relieving, I felt relieved.

It's a lot of hardship

The poor Yang Ying, Gong Xiqiu, took the apprentice, and pursued the education of rolling and beating. Once she went to the martial arts field, there would be only enemies and no men and women. She didn't know how to write the four words "pleasant and cherish the fragrance and jade". Yang Ying had previously thought that her father's teaching was strict enough, but compared with Gong Xiqiu, she realized that her father, Yang Gong, taught her step by step, which was to really feel sorry for her daughter.

Looking at Yang Ying, who was so blue and swollen that he could not see a man or a woman every day, Gong Xilai was still scared while applying medicine to her.

"Brother is too cruel..."

Yang Ying spoke vaguely with her tongue: "Yes."

"Let him be gentle in the future and proceed step by step..."

"I mentioned it, but he said..."

"What did my brother say?"

Yang Ying had a blank expression on his face: "Your brother said that when my bravery is gathered, I can break my legs with confidence if I can have a second-class high-quality art."

Gongxilai's beauty was fading: "...why!!!"

Yang Ying: "I asked this too, but he said that ordinary people have been injured for a hundred days, so martial artists don't have this concern. Martial energy consumes quickly, recovers quickly, and grows quickly..."

Gongxi: "...but, you are a girl at least..."

Yang Ying numb: "I said that too, but your brother said that he never took off his clothes and looked at his gender when he was fighting in front of the battle. If he was alive, he was alive, and if he died, he was dead. There was no male living person, or male living person, or female living person... "

Gongxi came: "..."

It is reasonable and evidence-based, and there is no way to refute it.

So, Gongxi came to worry more about something--she was worried every day that her friend would be beaten to death by her brother.

It’s a gratifying thing that my friend is tenacious and has a fancy way under her brother’s hands. The thicker the skin, the more durable it is, and she has not died suddenly for more than a year. Gongxilai became her exclusive pharmacy doctor. From being at the beginning to being skilled and free later, she even became bored and even thinking about medical books. Especially the massage of the attack and injury, she practiced extremely well in Yang Ying’s hands.

Gong Xiqiu grabbed Xun Ding with his left hand and Gong Xilai with his right hand, and changed jobs to help others fight. The outside world just thought he was joking, after all, he used money to be a thug, and even the lowest-level martial artist would not bother.

What's more, it's the fifteenth grade and the youngest?

The first boss doesn't believe in evil and doesn't settle the settlement.

Gong Xichou laughed and turned his head to take the first boss's enemy and got the first boss's nest. He still sat down in the first boss's private warehouse and counted the rewards he deserved. For a moment, Gong Xichou's reputation was infamous.

Those who admire him were long impressed by his heroic posture of winning in battle. He felt a sense of spring in his heart and wanted to recruit him under his command. However, in order to show his societies, he still had to belittle his words, "The villain recurs, is unfaithful and unrighteous."

Recognizing money but not people is a low-key thing. Such an unfaithful and unrighteous person, no matter how powerful he is, he is just a clown.

Gongxi Qiu is too lazy to pay attention to it.

Anyway, no one has the courage to say it in front of themselves.

After all, the only man with a stubborn mouth was still as crisp as thin paper in front of his palm.

Unlike Gong Xiqiu's high profile, and unlike the repeated situations of the Dragon Slaying Bureau over the past year, Chen Tang's life was quiet and smooth. At this time, she would thank Yan'an. The terrain of Longwu County is both a disadvantage and an advantage.

As long as you can suppress the hidden danger of Shiwu, you can gain precious comfortable time to a certain extent and accumulate strength.

First, whoever takes over Longwu County will passively take on the important task of blocking the Shiwu alien race, and cannot take into account both inside and outside. This land is purely a useless person; second, in the northwest border, there must be no economy and no population.

If you spend your troops to fight, the disadvantages outweigh the benefits.

Therefore, in the first year when Chen Tang came to Longwu County, he relied on no one's attention to him and planted land peacefully for a year. He built bridges and roads, dug canals and wells, planted mulberry trees and silkworms, made salt and smuggled, and built schools and made paper...

Yes, there is papermaking.

Chen Tang’s main business that he couldn’t let go of was painting, and the guy he couldn’t bear to eat was his brush. So, she resisted the opposition and also made a papermaking process in Longwu.

The core team of this papermaking workshop is in line with Heyin County. They also borrowed two masters from Xu Jie's Xu Papermaking workshop, mixing the experiences of both parties, and experimenting over and over again, and the quality of the papers they made is increasing.

Before the autumn harvest of the next year, the finished product was stunningly released!

It is bright but not slippery, tough but moist.

White and dense, with pure texture.

It feels like stroking the baby's skin.

It really makes people love it.

Only such paper is worthy of her wonderful painting.

The paper craftsman was trembling and was attracted to admire the finished products of the paper mill and was puzzled: "What's wrong with the lord?"

Gu Chi rolled his eyes.

"Don't bother her, I'm daydreaming."

Chen Tang came back to his senses and had no time to hear the "dream" mentioned by Gu Chi. She coughed lightly and said, "When it comes to dreams, who can't interpret dreams? Yesterday I dreamed of a strange dream. I turned into a tiger full of food and basking in the sun. A gangster who couldn't see clearly touched my butt... How could this be explained?"

The few people who were not on business were looking at each other.

Until Chu Yao pondered for a few breaths, he said tactfully: "Perform to count on his fingers. The lord is now sixteen. Cough cough cough, at this age, it is normal to have such a dream..."

Don't share this with them casually!

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"Ah, so is this dream interpretation?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Yan's rapid footsteps came from outside the conference hall, and his clothes rubbed with his movements, making a unique movement.

"Lord, Nanyu County was attacked!"

Chapter completed!