"Ouch - it hurts! It hurts! It hurts! Sister, let go, let go -"
Sun Xiaoyan, who was getting fatter and stronger, walked forward in small steps, grinning and begging for mercy.
Next to him was Sun Xiaoman, who was twisting his ears and leading him to stride forward. Because of his height and body shape, Sun Xiaoman was floating in the air and walking away on his feet. Sun Xiaoyan also had to work hard to tilt his fat body.
Neck to prevent ears from being pulled off.
"Now you know it hurts?" Sun Xiaoman sneered again and again: "Who wanted to try with me just now?"
"How dare I, sister?" Sun Xiaoyan said with a sad face: "I am saying hello to you, really saying hello!"
"Say hello, have you used all the Taoist techniques?" Sun Xiaoman asked.
"Isn't this asking my sister to check my schoolwork? I haven't seen her for so many years!" Sun Xiaoyan swore to the sky: "I am loyal to my sister in the conscience of heaven and earth, and I don't even dare to have the slightest thought of provocation. My mother-in-law
, sister is the second child, Tian is the third child, and I am the fourth child!"
As he spoke, his mouth tightened: "You have beaten me since I was a child, and now you are so old and you still beat me, don't I lose face?"
That fat face started to get crowded, and he looked like he was about to burst into tears.
Sun Xiaoman let go of his ears, raised his hand and slapped him on the back of his head, so that the fat swayed. Then he pointed at his nose: "I'll be in front of my mother soon, if you dare to cry -
—How old you are!"
Sun Xiaoyan, who has been very good at crying since she was a child, immediately changed her expression and even forced out a smile.
Sun Xiaoman, who followed Wang Ao to practice boxing and traveled around the world, returned to his hometown for the first time in these years.
Of the three famous mountains of Sanshan City, the jade scales have fallen and the flying peaks have flown away, leaving only one vertical peak standing. However, the name of Sanshan City is still that, and no one changed it to Dushan City.
Just like Sun Xiaoyan is still a fat person, but he has only become fatter from a little fat.
How can you be so fat!
This problem no longer became a problem when she saw Dou Yuemei casually stuffing a pot of braised pig's trotters into Sun Xiaoyan's arms.
Sun Xiaoyan hugged the pig's trotters and began to chew them.
Dou Yuemei waved her hand gently: "Xiaoman, come to mother."
We haven't seen each other for many years, and it is inevitable that we miss you in our hearts. No matter how careless Sun Xiaoman is, he is still heartbroken at this moment, his eyes turn red, and he throws himself into his mother's arms: "Mother!"
"Good boy..." Dou Yuemei hugged her daughter, caressed her hair, found her ear, and suddenly twisted it——
"Sun Xiaoman! You are so cruel! You have been gone for so many years! Your mother's beautiful face has turned yellow and wrinkled, and you didn't even say you would come back to take a look!"
Sun Xiaoman has always been a soft-spoken woman, and when Dou Yuemei dared to pinch her, she protested loudly: "A good woman has ambitions all over the world, how can she care about family affairs!"
But although she protested with her mouth, she still tried her best to soften her ears - in my impression, my mother, who was strong and fierce and supported the whole world by herself, could no longer twist her warrior body.
She is growing up rapidly, and her mother, who will always stay in the inner palace realm, will grow older step by step.
Dou Yuemei's eyebrows stood up: "If I had known that you, Sun Xiaoman, had ambitions everywhere, when I gave birth to you, I should have found a bathtub, put you in it, and let you drift with the tide, wandering around the world. This would have saved me from being sad now.
!”
Sun Xiaoyan almost buried her face in the rice bowl, pretending to gnaw the pig's trotters. But she squinted at her sister being scolded, and she was so happy that she couldn't hold back the corners of her mouth.
Sun Xiaoman knew his mother's temper. Although he had been stubborn since he was a child, he compromised this time and said in a cooing voice: "Mother, stop twisting, my ears are about to break, wuwuwu——"
"Hiss—" Dou Yuemei took a breath of air: "Who did you learn this from?"
But after all, he let go.
"Follow you!" Sun Xiaoman said with a smile: "When you were a child, did you know-"
She realized she had said the wrong thing and quickly changed the subject: "When I first came back, I saw a lot of noise outside. What were they arguing about?"
Dou Yuemei seemed unaware, and just sighed: "The three policies of the imperial court in the past ten years have been different. Can everyone have no opinions? The king's flag was changed at the top of the city, and it was just a noble surname. But the order was changed in the morning and evening, nothing was accomplished, and it only hurt the common people.
!”
Within the entire Zhuang Kingdom, Sanshan City is definitely one of the cities that is most adaptable to Qiming's New Deal.
Because the people in this place have suffered from ferocious beasts. From the former city lord Sun Heng to countless warriors in the history of the city, they did not know the rights of the beast's nest, but they dedicated themselves to fight against the beast's nest from generation to generation.
Sanshan City has been a nest of bitter beasts for a long time!
But this city is also the most difficult to accept the truth about the Beast's Nest, because the disasters that destroyed countless families were actually man-made creations. Hundreds of thousands of people worked hard to pay taxes to the country, but they were unknowingly serving the country and becoming immortals.
Medicine and firewood.
How unshakable the human heart is.
Fortunately, the imperial court could blame everything on Zhuang Gaoxian, who had been overthrown and executed, and bid farewell to the past with the New Deal, thereby gaining understanding.
After the Qiming New Deal was rolled out, the public opinion in Sanshan City was unanimous, and they all rejected the beast's nest. The imperial court also fully considered the mood of the people, so Sanshan City was eliminated from the nest area.
Sanshan City has indeed been peaceful and peaceful in the past few years. The people of Sanshan City are hardworking and brave, working hard to open up a future in a new era they believe in.
However, the situation is so unpredictable that the New Deal ended in five years. In the blink of an eye, the old political groups died or left, and the people died and the government ceased.
Now the imperial court wants to rebuild the beast's nest in Sanshan City!
Old sores have not healed and new hatreds are still remembered. How could the people not make a fuss?
Dou Yuemei knew very well that the people's resistance was meaningless, and there was only "acceptance" and "had to accept". This reality was already deeply understood when she was blocked by Du Ruhui when she moved the mountain.
But as the chief official of a city and the parent of the people, how can she persuade everyone not to resist and accept all this?
During this time, she could only sigh!
After hearing what her mother said, Sun Xiaoman frowned. She did not have the slightest fondness for Zhuang Ting, who was led by the Taoist sect: "If it doesn't work, let's just leave. Your daughter has such a pair of fists. The world is so big that there is nothing like it."
Where is the place for us two?"
"Three mothers!" Sun Xiaoyan interrupted in her busy schedule.
"Your brother can leave with you, but I can't." Dou Yuemei said calmly: "Even though Zhuang Ting is in all kinds of troubles and Sanshan City is in all kinds of sufferings, this is the responsibility left by your father. Your father leaves
Yes, I have to bear it."
The power of this sentence has been proven by the past time.
"I won't leave either! I also have a responsibility!" Sun Xiaoyan expressed her position loudly while chewing on the pig's trotters.
Regardless of whether he is responsible or not, it is obvious that he will be beaten easily if he follows him. He will not go with Sun Xiaoman!
Sun Xiaoman stared at him fiercely.
"Sister--" Sun Xiaoyan hesitantly handed over a pig's trotter: "Do you want it?"
Before Sun Xiaoman finished shaking his head, he took it back and gnawed while muttering: "Sister, where is your master who is known as the 'best martial artist in the world'?"
Sun Xiaoman didn't say why Wang Ao didn't go to the city to see his old friend, and Dou Yuemei didn't ask either.
Sun Heng, who has died, was not necessarily particularly talented in spiritual practice, but he had a strong personality and very charming personality. Sun Heng, Dou Yuemei, and Wang Ao, these three people met in Hanwei and traveled around the world together.
They were very good friends. Later, Dou Yuemei followed Sun Heng back to Sun Heng's hometown, while Wang Ao walked alone in the world and continued his martial arts path.
To be honest, Wang Ao only started to make rapid progress in his cultivation after Dou Yuemei married Sun Heng. Although his talent was a bit better than his two friends before, it was not that obvious.
Wang Ao likes Dou Yuemei. Wang Ao knows this, and Dou Yuemei also knows it. But Wang Ao never tells it, because Dou Yuemei's attitude is very clear, and even if it is told, they can't be friends.
So he even avoided meeting.
"It's not a title! His first place was obtained by beating him." Sun Xiaoman said: "He has gone back to Qin State now. He said he wanted to go back to get what he should get, so give me a holiday - I will
Just go home and take a look."
The Wang family of Da Qin is a new and famous family in the Western Region. However, its history is still quite old. It was only in the past hundred years that it truly rose to prominence and became one of the noble families in the Guan Nei Kingdom.
Among them, Wang Zhao, a real person who was in charge of the Gange Army, was extremely talented and had superior military skills. He seemed to be a representative of the young and strong generals of the Qin State.
Wang Ao actually came from a side branch of this family. He was poor since he was a child and was not taken seriously. He left the Qin State very early to go on his own and eventually made a name for himself with his own fists.
Regarding Wang Ao's past, Dou Yuemei only knew this. She didn't understand what Wang Ao meant by "go back and get what you need to get." But she knew Wang Ao and knew that this man was not reckless and would not let him go.
Emotions dominate him and he makes blind decisions, and they really can't do anything to help Wang Ao.
He just rubbed Sun Xiaoman's hair: "Didn't you say that you can grow taller by practicing martial arts? Why haven't you grown any longer? You are now three times smaller than your brother."
Sun Xiaoman looked at Sun Xiaoyan with disgust: "Who can compare with him and not be a few laps smaller? Look, you raised him!"
Then he said: "Oh, there is a fat man in Qi State who is even fatter than him. I met him last time when I went to Linzi with my master. He is now a marquis! He is Jiang Wang's good brother. Do you still remember Jiang Wang?"
"Mr. Jiang Ge! How can we not remember?" Sun Xiaoyan said with great interest: "Yang Xingyong, Zhao Tiehe and the others still mention him all the time. When the three cities discussed Taoism, he gave us Taoism. He is a good man."
"A good person is not a good evaluation." Dou Yuemei said.
"Why don't good people have good reviews?" Sun Xiaoyan was very assertive: "In my case, they are good reviews!"
"Then I hope you always feel this way." Dou Yuemei looked at Sun Xiaoman: "Xiaoman has followed your master around for so many years - what do you think?"
"I don't think he cares about other people's opinions." Sun Xiaoman lightly clenched his fists with five fingers, no longer hiding his cultivation at the 21st level of martial arts.
She was calm and relaxed in the city lord's mansion, talking and laughing easily.
Outside the city lord's palace, the smoke of energy and blood rose up, breaking through the sea of clouds and crashing into the sky!
The last place in Sanshan City that is suitable for building a beast's nest is Shubi Peak.
There is the monument of Shubi Peak in Sun Heng Town, which was erected by Dou Yuemei himself. Sun Heng died of exhaustion there in order to clean up Shubi Peak.
As Sun Heng's daughter, Sun Xiaoman could never allow a beast's nest to be built in this place again, and hereby used her fist to warn. She said: "Because Jiang Wang, like my master, is a truly strong man."
Dou Yuemei was silent for a moment and asked: "Is your master going to take that step?"
Sun Xiaoman only said: "Before that, he has to settle the cause and effect."
With the development of the times, the world of spiritual practice has reached a consensus that martial arts is a majestic avenue.
This is not a bifurcation of the current practice system, but another road that can run parallel to the current practice system. Although it has not really come out, more and more people have joined it. The genius of Chu State, Zhong Liyan, is
A man of great renown.
But even if everyone knows that it can go to the extreme height, if no one reaches the top, it will not be established. The front is foggy and chaotic, and no one knows what is there.
Maybe before the limit, it is a broken road. Maybe the roadblock ahead is indestructible by the laws of nature.
Taking this path is still an adventure.
Wang Ao is a pioneer at the forefront.
Martial arts has never reached its peak, and history is waiting to be written.
…
…
Many people think that they are the one who wrote history, but only when the tide of the times has completely passed can we know who left the name in the end.
During this year, Zhenren Jiang has been busy realizing his bold words in Tianjing City. The demon world, Bianhuang, and Yuyuan are constantly traveling back and forth, creating opportunities in the constant pull, and killing demons and Shura.
nervous.
Dongzhen's combat power, which used to be able to roam freely across the country and come and go freely, now hardly dares to be left alone on the front line.
It can almost be said that he single-handedly changed the battlefield situation.
But everyone understands that it is just a small fight now, and all parties are restraining their minions.
The real war is still on the way and is about to come. It is a giant sword hanging above the head but its appearance cannot be seen clearly yet. Only when it falls, can one know which way the fate will run——
Either continue the protagonist's destiny, or go to a darker era than ancient times.
At this stage, the entire world is undergoing frequent actions because no one dares to ignore that war. The higher you stand, the more you understand the weight of history.
Jiang Wang left the Chu Kingdom and flew across the sky, but within five hundred miles, he suddenly pressed the sword light.
This is a wild land heading towards the Song Dynasty - there are a lot of wild lands in the southern region, either because of the accumulation of miasma or because of the taboos of various major sects. In short, there are many places where no one wants to take care of them.
Jiang Wang didn't fall down for no reason. He was disturbed by a ray of Qi that touched him, so he came down to see who it was.
But the miasma turned into light, and a bamboo mat was spread in the clearing in the forest.
An old man with a wide robe, long sleeves, and a tall crown and broad belt was sitting on a bamboo mat. There was a burner of incense on the left and several volumes of books on the right.
In this season when late spring has passed and early summer has just arrived, he and the mountains and forests together form a refreshing picture.
"Does the old man know me?" Jiang Wang asked after landing.
This old man has silver hair under a high crown, a ruddy complexion, and a powerful voice, giving people a sense of righteousness: "Who in the world doesn't recognize you!"
Jiang Wang bowed his hand and said, "I don't know who the old man is."
"How can you be famous after the country is subjugated?" The old man stretched out his hand and said, "Please sit down."
Jiang Wang roughly knew who this person was, so he imitated the old man's behavior and sat down opposite the old man. His posture was as standard as possible, but it obviously could not be strictly inspected.
The old man looked at him quietly for a while and said, "You haven't learned etiquette yet."
When Mr. Jiang was in Qi in the past, the Marquis's etiquette was not up to standard, and he never saw anyone making any noise. The Emperor of Qi never minded, and the etiquette officials kept praising his charisma.
This old man is very picky - he is quite a teacher.
Jiang Wang simply rested his hands on his knees and relaxed himself: "My father taught me etiquette when he was alive. He taught me respect for each other and the right to come and go, but he did not teach me restraint. Please forgive me for neglecting the old gentleman.
"
The old man didn't feel dissatisfied, and of course he didn't seem happy either. He just said: "I am Yan Sheng."
"Mr. Yan." Jiang Wang looked at him and said, "I wonder why your Excellency invites you so powerfully?"
Yan Sheng looked at Jiang Wang with a complicated look. He was silent for a moment and then said: "I am a former member of the East Palace of the last crown prince of the Yang Kingdom. I am the crown prince and tutor, and it is of no benefit to the country. Today coincides with your flight.
, I was feeling sentimental for a moment, so I took the liberty to invite you."
He paused and continued: "The eldest princess of Dayang Kaiguo spent her last moments with you. I would like to ask - does she have any entrustment regarding Yangguo?"
This last sentence of this powerful Taoist master, an unknown true king, was slightly trembling.
Jiang Wang felt a lot of emotions at this moment, and the previous unhappiness of being picked on disappeared.
He imagined many answers, but looking into the old man's eyes, he finally said: "Senior Ji, she has no instructions for me."
This chapter has been completed!