"In my home, the baby is not yet one month old, I can't die, I can't die!"

There is a type of soldier who abandons his weapons and runs out of the school grounds.

"I am the only son in the family. My father and mother are still waiting for me to go back and show my respect! Me, me, me"

There was no reply, and the other type of male soldier who spoke had already run away.

"Being a man's favorite? How can that be done? What should I do with the three wives and concubines in my family? The youngest, the third child, just got married last month during the wedding ceremony!"[

"I can't do it either! The last time I met a woman, I was in Chufangyuan~"

Other types of male soldiers, when they see someone raise their head, are shaken and leave.

"But I know nothing but being a soldier! Do I have to support my family? Be a long-term laborer? I don't have enough money to carry goods? I have even less money to farm? I can't even carry a hoe! Then, then, let's do it

, just click it, try it?”

After serving in the army for several years, I have long forgotten other ways of making a living. What should I do when I return home?

"That's right! Just give it a try! As long as the brothers are blocking you, it'll be fine! Give us the defenders some face!"

"good!"

The male soldier who was coaxed by the male soldiers in the audience and rushed to the school platform stood in front of Leng Yuhan, took a half step in a circle with his toes, pressed against the board of the school platform, clenched his fists, and showed the full moon hugging cloud posture.

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"Ha! Is that enough?"

What kind of move is that? A prairie kangaroo holding a baby? Leng Yuhan understood the move when he saw the male soldier on the stage.

This man's silver is not the food on his plate. At most, it is the sweet and sour garlic cloves that he uses to rinse his stomach before eating!

The way to eat it is one bite at a time! Definitely an instant hit!

"Yes! King Huang please!"

Xiao Suan Pei stared at the spiritual knife in Leng Yuhan's hand, swallowed, and behaved more like a gentleman.

"Ha! You don't hold a weapon! I am one-handed!"

The hand holding the spiritual sword was rolled up at the waist, and Leng Yuhan showed off his handsome style, which slightly changed the unsatisfactory mood of the men in the audience.

"Thank you, thank you King Huang!"

There was no weapon, so Little Garlic Petal breathed a sigh of relief. He raised his fists and punched Leng Yuhan.

Turning around, Leng Yuhan blocked the punch that flew to the chest with a split palm when Little Garlic Flap was attacking. He lowered his body and raised his hind legs. Before Little Garlic Flap could fight back, he had already made a move in advance.

Quickly grab the little garlic clove by its collar and throw it outside the stage?

Whoosh! The silhouette of the little garlic clove, like a rainbow appearing in the sky, threw an oval orbit and flew out.[

"Seeing that you said 'thank you', I will not make it difficult for you!"

Withdrawing and standing firm, Leng Yuhan never thought that the defenders of the Western Territory were so inexperienced? They couldn't be the ones that Ran Qingchen had found, right? Suspicious, Leng Yuhan turned around and looked at Ran Qingchen, Ran Qingchen

His downcast eyes seemed to be worrying about something.

"Officer, demoted to the first rank? Haha! Anyway, I am a soldier, so I have no choice but to be demoted!"

The little garlic clove flying on everyone's body fainted for a while, then found that he was fine, and shouted happily.

"King Huang, I also want to try it!"

With the little garlic clove's self-test method, the other generals who did not want to leave the barracks all had their own ideas in mind. Either they left the army and went home, or they competed on the stage in the school. In short, there was only one thing they did not do, and that was to be the woman on the stage.

Male favorite! Definitely inappropriate!

The dignity of men in a patriarchal country can be defeated and beaten to death, but they cannot be invited into a woman's harem and compete with men for favor and love like women!

"My king, welcome!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man on the school platform was kicked out by Leng Yuhan.

What happened next can be imagined. A large number of soldiers who did not want to leave the army began to challenge Leng Yuhan one by one. Some had weapons, and some were bare-handed.

Yu Han, one against a hundred? No problem! One against five hundred? Still no problem! One against a thousand?

Due to the huge disparity in physical strength between men and women, coupled with the loss of constant fighting for a long time, Leng Yuhan's body was decorated with a man named Shao Tie. Just by listening to the name, one could guess that he was Shao Jun's general.

As soon as this man came on stage, he kicked Leng Yuhan's breathless belly twice.

Leng Yuhan was kicked to the ground on the spot, spurting out a mouthful of blood. Ran Qingchen was so panicked that he moved his steps slightly. He retreated to his original position under Leng Yuhan's eyes that prohibited him from moving forward. With his beautiful and charming eyes, he left no trace.

Raising his hand, nearly a hundred men in white with red veils on their faces instantly appeared around the school platform. Their evil and beautiful temperament was exactly the same as that of Ran Qingchen.

Let me go! The men in the dark building are all very beautiful! Look at those pairs of cold and beautiful eyes that are more beautiful than Huayue?

Leng Yuhan's image of a nympho only stayed for a second, and Shao Tie's sharp sword slashed down on the top of Leng Yuhan's head. Leng Yuhan rolled to the side in embarrassment, stood up, swung his sword, and met Shao Tie.

Iron hammered together.

Fifteen moves passed, and the sharp sword in Shao Tie's hand was cut by Leng Yuhan's spiritual sword until there was only a hilt left. He lost because of his weapon!

Leng Yuhan let Shao Tie go, thinking that he was still a useful talent.

However, the moment he stepped off the school platform, Shao Tie buried the remaining crack of the sword hilt into his own neck, and fell beside the wooden ladder of the school platform, becoming the first blood-stained Shao's soft sword under the school platform.

guard.

After Shao Tie's death, perhaps Shao Tie's bleeding life broke the fragile nerves in the hearts of all the men who were about to die. The Soft Guard generals dropped their weapons one after another, knelt on the school field, and showed their momentum.
Chapter completed!