Lin Zhihuang was helpless: "Let me tell you seriously."

Sui Bianhong raised his eyebrows: "He has been hit by soft silk. If he is with the army in the cook's camp, what else can happen?"

"That day, I received the news that the elder of the Yu clan was coming. Although I wanted to keep him away from me, he..."

Lin Zhihuang frowned when he said this: "It seems that he is deliberately making me angry and punishing him, and he doesn't want to be around me."

Sui Bianhong: "Flirting?"

"Congyuan!" Lin Zhihuang exploded, raising a palm and striking towards Sui Bianhong who was walking beside him.

Then Bian Hong let out a clear laughter from his throat, and retreated flexibly to avoid Lin Zhihuang's palm.

"Lord, we will break camp tomorrow. If you are reluctant to leave me, tonight..."

"Congyuan!"

Bian Hong then turned around to steady his body, raised his lips and looked back at Lin Zhihuang: "My lord, are you angry from shame?"

Sui Bianhong was answered by Lin Zhihuang's sharp palm strike again.

Hua Ling was five steps away and saw the scene of Lin Zhihuang and Sui Bianhong fighting in the forest, and a smile appeared on her face.

Lin Zhihuang and Sui Bianhong, the master-slave pair, resolved their rift and chatted in a particularly "harmonious" atmosphere. When they returned to the garrison camp, the brothers Qi Guanshou and Liu Hen were also having a particularly "harmonious" chat in the garrison camp.

” chat.

"Third Senior Brother, Hen was just here to visit you out of kindness, why did he splash the pot with water?" Liu Hen looked at Qi Guanshou, who was dressed as a cook, with a pure look on his face, blinked his eyes and asked in confusion.

"Jianhou, you insisted on standing where senior brother was washing the pot of water and watching the fun. You accidentally got your shoes wet. If you didn't reflect on your own mistakes, how could you blame senior brother?"

Qi Guanshou replied in a low voice, but did not look directly at Liu Hen. He lifted the newly cleaned cauldron back to the stove. His eyebrows were as light as before, but they were stained with a black color that could not be ignored.

Ash.

"Senior brother has suffered a lot these days." Liu Hen looked at Qi Guanshou, who was still wearing coarse clothes and linen, and still looked like an immortal, and said with some emotion.

"So you want to help senior brother?" Qi Guanshou turned back and looked at Liu Kang.

Liu Hen shook his head: "Heng is deeply loved by my lord now. I'm afraid she won't tolerate me doing such rough work."

Qi Guanshou lowered his head and looked at the black ash on his hands, and said elegantly: "Congratulations, junior brother."

"Haha, thank you."

Qi Guanshou: ".........won't you leave?"

Liu Hen looked sad: "Tomorrow we have to gather the army to break camp and attack. As soon as Hen finished what he was doing, he rushed here to visit his senior brother. Why did he just chat for a few words and his senior brother rushed to leave?

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"How does it feel to watch your senior brother wash the pot?"

Liu Hen smiled and said: "It's very pleasing to the eye. Sure enough, senior brother is senior brother, and he is even a good hand at washing pots."

Qi Guanshou: "......"

"Senior brother, it's time for you to chop firewood, right? When you talk to Hen, the captain of the cook turns his head to look at you several times. Be careful of being punished."

"The army has military regulations. Even if you are in the army with a higher rank than him, the fault is really that your senior brother is lazy. If he wants to punish you, it is not easy for him to intercede for you."

Qi Guanshou finally couldn't hold it back, glanced at Liu Hen, silently walked to the firewood pile outside the kitchen, and picked up the ax on the ground.

Liu Hen followed with a smile on his face: "Senior brother, you still have the strength to chop firewood. It seems that the master is quite good to you. Right?"

Qi Guanshou: "......"

Liu Hen smiled innocently and said: "Senior brother, why are you just holding the ax and not moving? I said mine, you do yours, there is no delay."

Qi Guanshou: "Junior brother is so happy, which I didn't expect."

Liu Hen: "My happiness can be based on my senior brother's predicament. This is the happiest thing."

Qi Guanshou: "......"

Liu Hen: "Senior Brother, the reason why you are so stubborn is because there has never been anyone willing to treat you." ωωw..net

Qi Guanshou: "…………"

"My lord is truly a role model for us."

When Liu Hen mentioned Lin Zhihuang, his starry eyes flashed.

Qi Guanshou was speechless to his junior brother who was gloating about his misfortune and liked to see him embarrassed and embarrassed.

Here at Qi Guanshou, I personally think that Liu Kang is the person who best inherits the true legacy of his master, Mr. Linfang.

After Liu Hen expressed his opinion, he didn't expect Qi Guan to look back at him for the first time. He put his hands behind his hands and turned around: "My lord is slightly ill today. After seeing my senior brother, it's time for Hong to visit my lord."

"Your Highness...are you sick?" Qi Guanshou paused as he was about to chop wood.

When Liu Hen saw that Qi Guanshou actually responded, he stopped walking out and the smile on his face got bigger: "Senior brother, are you going to visit the lord? By the way..."

Qi Guanshou interrupted Liu Hen's words: "No need."

Liu Hen smiled and said: "There are steps, why don't you go down? Senior brother wants to be a gang leader forever?"

Qi Guanshou raised his ax and split a log into two pieces, then bent down to pick up one of the split pieces of wood and split it into two halves again.

When Liu Hen saw Qi Guanshou no longer paying attention to him, the smile on his face completely disappeared: "Senior brother, you should be busy chopping firewood first, and Hen is gone."

Qi Guanshou hummed slightly, without even raising his head, and continued to chop wood.

Liu Hen walked far away, but couldn't help but glance back at Qi Guanshou, who was chopping firewood in a rough hemp suit, and murmured in confusion: "Senior brother... what are you insisting on?"

I usually pay attention to it, but when I really fall to the ground, I seem to be able to adapt to anything. It is difficult to understand and at the same time makes me feel... unfathomably scary.

Going from high to low is far more likely to make people lose their temper than going from low to high.

Senior brother still has that face, that Taoist heart, that calmness...

Liu Kang slumped his shoulders in frustration and decided to write a letter to his master immediately after reading Lin Zhihuang.

In his opinion, this senior brother is seeking death.

He can't control the third senior brother, so he should let his master do it.

The moon is as curved as a boat, and the night is dark and starless.

A petite maidservant lowered her head and followed a doctor outside the bedroom where Wang Lu was recovering from his injuries.

"What happened?"

Huang Ji, who was guarding outside the dormitory, held up his spear and stopped the doctor.

"Change the dressing." The doctor replied respectfully, and at the same time handed out a general sign.

After confirming the access sign, Huang Ji carefully looked through the medicine tray held by the maid while his soldiers searched the doctor and the maid.

After confirming that it was correct, Huang Ji looked at their faces again, and then asked in a cold voice: "Why is this maid not the same one as before?"

The doctor replied with sincerity and fear: "The maid burned her hand while making medicine today, and is no longer able to assist me in debriding the general, so I replaced her with another one."

The maid bowed to Huang Ji in fear.

Huang Ji looked at the maid and said, "Hand out your hand."

The maid stretched out her hand in fear.

Huang Ji saw that the maid's hands and the tiger's mouth didn't have the calluses that martial artists usually have, so he finally let her go.
Chapter completed!