Dai Qisi actually said such words, Fan Jianqiang was both moved and excited.
"Since you insist categorically, I won't force you. In short, whether it's wife or concubine, it's just a title. Some men prefer concubines, and some men neglect their wives."
Dai Qisi said: "You really don't dislike me?"
"Why do you dislike you? Because you are a widow, because you have been married?"
Dai Qisi asked doubtfully: "Isn't this enough?"
Fan Qiangqiang laughed: "A man can have three wives and four concubines, so why should he require a woman to be a young lady? I don't mind this at all, so don't be paranoid. It doesn't matter whether I have a wife or a concubine. In the end, I
Check again, Dai Qisi, are you going to be my strong woman from now on?"
Dai Qisi's expression was serious: "If you don't dislike me, I, Dai Qisi, will never let you down!"
Fan Jianqiang smiled and said: "That's great, let's go and announce it to Leader Zhang now."
Dai Qisi stood up, her legs were at the same height, no different from before. She was pleasantly surprised and looked at Fan Jianqiang with eyes filled with three parts of admiration, three parts of gratitude and three parts of admiration.
Fan Jianqiang and Dai Qisi walked up to the Ming Cult heroes with a face as bright as spring breeze.
At first, he really didn't expect that in less than a day after coming to Yitian Little World, he would actually accept Dai Qisi!
We, the people, are so, so happy today...
As soon as Fan Jianqiang announced this, everyone in the Ming Cult was stunned, and almost a third of the people showed a look of jealousy.
Especially Yang Xiao and Xie Xun.
Seeing this embarrassing scene, Dai Qisi was unhappy. She looked around at everyone and said, "What's wrong? Can't I get married? Don't you all congratulate me? Or do you think I'm not worthy of Fan Shaoxia?"
Zhang Wuji laughed loudly and said: "Congratulations to Fan Shaoxia and the Purple Shirt Dragon King for getting married and growing old together."
The leader of the church had already expressed his stance, and everyone in the Ming Cult didn't care so much. Even if they pinched their noses, they still had to say a few blessings. For a while, it was quite lively.
Only Yang Xiao and Xie Xun looked extremely ugly.
Dai Qisi looked at the two of them and said: "Thank you third brother, my little sister has a home today, aren't you happy?"
Xie Xun stared at Fan Jianqiang closely, but couldn't say a word for a long time. He had seen Fan Jianqiang's martial arts, and knew that he was no match for flattery, and he didn't even have the confidence to provoke. After a long time, Xie Xun sighed and said: "Fan Shaoxia, Ming
People don’t speak secretly, but to be honest, Yang Zuo and I both made Du Zhong
I am in love with Dai Qisi. We have been fighting for so many years. I didn’t expect that you would snatch Dai Qisi away as soon as you came. I can’t swallow this in my heart, but I know that I am no match for you, and you are also the leader of our Ming Cult.
My benefactor, I am convinced, I just hope you will treat her well in the future, can you do it?"
"Don't worry, just leave it to me."
Yang Xiao also took a step forward and said: "In terms of youth, I am not as good as you. In terms of handsomeness, I am not as good as you. In terms of martial arts, there are too many differences between you and me. Like Xie Xun, I have nothing to say."
He turned to Zhang Wuji and bowed down: "Master, I am getting older, and I often feel that I am not capable of handling the affairs of the church. It is time to hand over this responsibility to younger brothers."
As soon as Yang Xiao said this, everyone was stunned.
Zhang Wuji looked ugly and said: "Mr. Yang Zuo, the national crisis is at the forefront. Are you giving up your position at this time?"
Yang Xiao smiled bitterly: "Master, my subordinates are really overwhelmed. Besides, isn't this a good opportunity to train newcomers?"
Fan Jianqiang suddenly laughed loudly, and after attracting his attention, he stopped laughing and said: "Yang Xiao, even Senior Eagle King Yin refuses to obey him, and you actually say things that are beyond your ability. A great knight, for
The country is for the people, Yang Xiao, you are not unable to do what you want, but you are discouraged, isn't it just because I married Dai Qisi?"
Yang Xiao said: "Young Master Fan are you showing off to me?"
Fan Jianqiang shouted sternly: "What do I have to show off! Yang Xiao, and Xie Xun, you are my seniors at your age. I shouldn't be the one to say these things, but I can't do it if I don't. In the country
In the face of major events, the affair between children is nothing! Many places in the Mankao Kingdom were massacred by Japanese soldiers, and rivers of blood flowed.
Are we a vassal state of our country of China? Are the Mankao people connected with us? I don’t need to say more about the truth that the lips are dying and the teeth are cold. Today’s Mankao is the country of China in the future! Under this general trend, Yang Zuo made
Not only should you not give up and leave, but you should do your best and dedicate everything you have to the future war!"
"Your motherland is about to be trampled by the iron hooves of the invaders, and your compatriots are about to be massacred by the invaders. If you don't want Dai Qisi to secretly be thankful that she didn't single out you, a coward who evades responsibility, then cheer up.
! Put aside the love between your children and devote yourself to the great cause of saving the country and the people!"
"When the country is in trouble, everyone is responsible! Yang Xiao! Don't let me look down on you! Don't let Dai Qisi look down on you!"
Yang Xiao's face turned red, his body trembled, and he felt ashamed. He cupped his fists and said, "Young Master Fan is right to blame, and Yang Xiao is ashamed."
The heroes were all moved by what Fan Jianqiang said just now. A young and weak-headed boy could say such words. Most of them were older than Fan Jianqiang. How could they still be compared to a junior?
Go down?
Zhang Wuji loudly said: "Shaoxia Fan said it well! When the country is in trouble, every man is responsible!"
Fan Jianqiang said grandly: "I have heard of the Mingjiao a long time ago. What I admire about the Mingjiao is the purpose of the Mingjiao serving the country and the people. Back then, the Mingjiao fought bloody battles with the Tatars of the Yuan Dynasty and made great achievements in regaining the lost territory for China.
The credit! Among the martial arts, Shaolin, Wudang, Beggar Clan and Mingjiao are the most recommended. Mingjiao
From the time when people in the martial arts were regarded as evil heretics, to now it has become the number one sect in the martial arts. These glorious achievements were achieved with your punches and kicks, and also with the blood and lives of the ancestors and heroes of the Ming sect who died on the battlefield.
How can we tarnish such a great honor in exchange for it!"
Zhang Wuji couldn't help but nodded and said: "General Wen once said that no one has ever died since ancient times, and his loyalty will be recorded in history. We in Mingjiao should take patriotism and protecting the country as our own responsibility, dedicate ourselves to death, and we will not ask for history books in the future.
Leave your name, but beg our compatriots not to become slaves to the subjugation of our country!"
The heroes shouted loudly: "I will do my best! I will die!"
Zhang Wuji added: "Fan Shaoxia is now the husband of the Purple Shirt Dragon King. He is also one of our Mingjiao members. I propose that Fan Shaoxia be the deputy leader of the Mingjiao. Do you have any opinions?"
The heroes of the Ming Cult had already been impressed by Fan Jianqiang's heroic appearance in the battle with the Japanese army today. When they heard the leader's proposal, they were all excited and shouted loudly.
"Deputy leader! Deputy leader! Deputy leader!"
Fan Jianqiang did not expect that Zhang Wuji would actually make such a suggestion, and said awkwardly: "How is that possible! How can I be so virtuous and capable..."
Dai Qisi said: "My husband is a young hero with outstanding martial arts skills. Why can't you do it anymore!"
Mr. Xianggong...this title is so interesting.
Zhang Wuji smiled and stretched out his hand, just like a referee announcing the winner in a boxing ring, raised Fan Jianqiang's arm, and said loudly: "From today on, tens of thousands of Mingjiao believers, you and I will jointly command! Let's fight against the Japanese invaders!
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Coming out of Apando Space and stepping on the hot soil of Yingzui Gorge, Fan Jianqiang saw a few Japanese soldiers searching around. They should be scouts coming to clean up the battlefield.
Fan Jianqiang ignored them and ran down the mountain like a gust of wind. He rushed all the way to the bottom of the mountain. The artillery troops were packing up and the trucks pulling the artillery were slowly moving.
Fan Jianqiang arrived like a whirlwind. After thinking for a second, he gave up the idea of blowing up these cannons. Instead, he rushed directly into the crowd, knocked out the artillerymen one by one, and threw them into the griffin territory.
Fan Zi becomes a slave.
There are cannons but no artillery. These powerful artillery pieces are just ears and decorations for the deaf.
While grabbing, Fan Jianqiang ran around wildly, sometimes using primary invisibility techniques, and sometimes using body transformation techniques. He made a big fuss among the Japanese artillerymen. He captured more than 200 artillerymen and killed more than 100 ordinary people.
infantry.
After a very enjoyable scene, Fan Jianqiang saw the artillery troops in disarray. He took out the rocket launcher contemptuously, blew away a few artillery pieces, and then quickly marched in the opposite direction towards the hinterland of the Mankao Kingdom.
He had discussed with the Mingjiao tycoons in the Elemental Territory to keep the Japanese army firmly in the Mankao Kingdom and prevent them from invading the Chinese territory.
The Mankao people and the Chinese people are separated by water, have the same culture, and speak the same language. Although they were conquered, they were still a fighting force. The Chinese court was useless, so they had to rely on their own strength.
Zhang Wuji took a fancy to the large amount of rich natural resources in the elemental territory. Whether it was manufacturing bows and arrows or raising livestock and farming in the elemental territory, it was extremely advantageous as a logistics base.
The Mingjiao heroes all have a foundation in martial arts. They trained the Mankao people who were subjugated. When the time comes, they can always play a great role in competing against the Japanese army. Fan Jianqiang even mentioned waiting for the opportunity to train a large number of people.
After that, a considerable army of archers headed to the Japanese mainland to let them taste the feeling of being invaded.
It was getting dark, and Fan Jianqiang's powerful King Kong second stage speed had entered a small city in the Mankao Kingdom.
The ancient city has low walls. The sun flag is erected on the city. Japanese soldiers are patrolling. There are almost no people walking on the streets. Fan Qiangqiang carries a Japanese rifle and looks like a Japanese soldier, even if there are sentries questioning him.
, he speaks extremely standard Japanese and speaks it smoothly.
He easily asked about the Japanese military camp stationed in this small town, which was also the original prefect's mansion and was occupied by the Japanese soldiers who stayed behind.
Fan Jianqiang's plan was to liberate this small town first, kill or capture the Japanese soldiers here, and then send the Mankao people in the city to the elemental territory and give them unified management to Zhang Wuji and others.
Just as he was walking halfway, suddenly at the entrance of the alley between two buildings, a tall, fair-skinned Mankao woman smiled coquettishly and called out in half-familiar Japanese: "Brother Bing, do you want to come and play?"
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As she spoke, a white leg was exposed from the long skirt. The woman smiled more and more meaningfully, her expression seemed to be very hungry, and she put one hand on her thigh and stroked it.