Although Gandov's old liar looked kind and kind, he had a good-looking and fairy-like charm in his words, he was really a shameless person. He once snatched his own barbecue, peeked at the refugee's bath, and cheated him. He was a traitor and did everything he wanted. The following omitted ten thousand words...

However, when people were floating in the world, Feng Yi had to bite the bullet and call for a taxi for a taxi, and then rushed all the way without stopping. The clock dripping through... This was the first time he had taken a hover car since he was a child. Although it was very fast, it took several hours to reach his destination.

"Is the ancient martial arts temple in Kung Fu..." After walking down the levitation, Feng Yi's eyes swept through the six big words with a bit of momentum on the plaque and murmured. This martial arts museum is built in the downtown area of ​​the city, and it is not small in size. At least it must be thousands of square meters. I really didn't expect that the old ghost's family was so thick.

Feng Yi could still vaguely hear the sound of the blow from the inside out of the ancient martial arts temple. He could predict his strength by listening to his voice alone. The stiff movements of these people were only in the routine stage, like a flirting. He shook his head in a bit disappointed, and the calm blood did not feel turbulent and burning. Instead, he took a light step and walked inward.

"Stop." An outer disciple in white clothes raised his hand like a sect god to block Feng Yi's way, "Please show the disciple's certificate."

Feng Yi did not have any certificates, and explained: "I was promised by the old ghost..." He suddenly realized that he was wrong. Why did he say that the old ghost is also the director of the martial arts center, and immediately changed his words: "My name is Feng Yi, come to find the old director. He has sent a message to you, right?"

"No message was received." The man shrugged.

"That's it - buddy, please give me some advice."

In response, a ray of breeze was a ray of breeze. Seeing that the silly man didn't answer, Feng Yi secretly said bad luck and left with his sleeves.

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The next moment he left, he jumped up and almost jumped over the exterior wall in a jumping manner. Because his body movement was too fast, no one noticed it during this period. Feng Yi walked around the Kung Fu Ancient Martial Arts Hall like a leisurely stroll.

What surprised him was the eyes of passers-by. While walking, the handsome man and beautiful woman who passed by him were all smiling, and Lord Feng was quite speechless. Why did he say that he was also a handsome guy? What was the situation?

Even Feng Yi was a little weak when he saw it, and he looked down at himself. Could it be that he accidentally stepped on the dog shit when he was about to settle down? It's not right, Alpha Star has few creatures like dogs.

Little do they know that there are two categories of Kung Fu Ancient Martial Arts, namely the martial arts and the mind-cultivation faction. As the saying goes, no rules cannot be achieved in a square or a circle. The Kung Fu Ancient Martial Arts Hall has strict system regulations. Warriors need to wear martial arts uniforms, and as for the mind-cultivation, they are more casual. A great man should temper his own strength in the martial arts hall, but he is a disciple who cultivates his mind and cultivates virtue. This is a small branch that most girls are willing to register. Feng Yi appeared in the Kung Fu Ancient Martial Arts Hall in casual clothes and was inevitably criticized.

He was so dark that he couldn't help it anymore, and immediately shouted: "Old ghost..."

Quiet! Incomparable quiet! When this sentence was shouted, countless people focused their attention on Feng Yi.

A burst of laughter suddenly came from the inner courtyard: "Hahahaha... the young man is really unbearable." An old man with white beard appeared with the sound. The old man looked kind and looked full of energy in his laughter. Because his body movement was too fast, he accidentally shaved, and he heard a rattle and his crotch opened.

Fortunately, the old man moved quickly enough and hurriedly covered the middle of his legs. A group of internal and external disciples did not pay attention. When the director appeared, he came to the old man in a hurry and chattered constantly... as if this kind old man was the closest relative.

However, Feng Yi would never be deceived by the old ghost's appearance and shrugged, "Damn old man, you deliberately played with me." He didn't speak loudly, but there was a unique fluctuation in the dark, as if it could point directly to his heart.

The old man blinked in a hurry, and the meaning was clearly that you kid immediately closed the crow's mouth. At such a distance, only a warrior as powerful as the old ghost could hear Qing Fengyi's voice.

The director jumped to Feng Yi. As countless disciples asked him, he claimed that this person was a relative from afar and came to practice martial arts and found a job. Everyone was relieved. No wonder that boy dared to make noise. It turned out to be a playboy, but his outfit was really shabby.

"Child, let's go."

"Hey, I'm talking about an old ghost..." The kind old director was so enthusiastic that he pulled him half-pulled and escaped into the inner room in shame without waiting for Feng Yi to speak.

"What are you guilty?"

"Boy, I am a master. How can I be worth it if I open my crotch?"

"That's true." Feng Yi looked around with his eyes and said, "Tell me, what can I do here?"

"Of course I'm waiting for the military recruitment. Haven't you always wanted to be a mobile suit on the battlefield?"

Hearing this, Feng Yi's eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of undetectable gloom... In fact, he was only eager for freedom, putting aside the empty and exaggerated things, and not being humble or arrogant when encountering things, just pointing to his original heart. However, everyone has shackles that are destined to be unable to escape, but it is the redemption of the mission of the military soul.

How keen is the curator's insight? He knew that he had a story hidden in his heart that he didn't want to reveal. He threw the room key and dining magnetic card to Feng Yi, and then told him to go out for a walk. As for the life issues in the ancient martial arts temple, he agreed that he would be familiar with it, but he could not eat and live for free, and he still had to work...

Feng Yi heard the words of the old blood. Work is not a problem, but the problem is that he has no good job. With his own ability, he will not be a sweeper, right? He is not a traditional warrior. As a warrior, Feng Yi’s goal is to the battlefield and even the sea of ​​stars. However, since the current period of time has not met the recruitment requirements of Fenglei Military Academy, it turns out that the two old ghosts’ life and death friendship is worth so much money.

Forget it, there is nothing to turn around in the ancient martial arts temple, Feng Yi habitually jumped out of the wall.

He planned to use the little money left to buy a few military magazines to read. When he arrived at the bookstore, he accidentally left his mind.

Maybe everyone has a few hobbies, right? Feng Yi is no exception. He has been fond of ancient martial arts, mechas, and military career since he was a child. Although he is unwilling to express his emotions, it is due to his living environment. No one in this world understands the reality of his leisurely appearance.

That year, it was drizzling in the sky, and 10 colonial stars raided the enemy ground troops. He almost died under artillery fire when he was picking up scatters on the battlefield. Two brave federal mobile suits noticed him while patrolling, and both blocked him with their bodies.

Feng Yi survived by luck. One Phantom Knight exploded on the spot, and another Warcraft mecha was blown up. Even if the soldier did not die on the spot, he would definitely not survive for a minute without the protection of the gravity field.

The dying soldier opened the hatch door, took out a letter from his arms with difficulty, and then opened his mouth...

Feng Yi leaned closer to his ears and heard only three intermittent words: "Kill... I..."

Feeling the ice rain hitting the cheeks and the body gradually losing its temperature, it is another hot heart that supports this sky. They have never been masked, but the federal soldiers fulfilled their mission as warriors, and their majestic image is permanently portrayed in Feng Yi's memory.

Feng Yi's hot tears suddenly slid down his eyes, and he raised the rusted dagger with difficulty, and then stabbed into the soldier's chest to reduce his pain, but his guilt reached a difficult level! That was Feng Yi's first cry, and he swears, that was also the last time he cried - perhaps, is that right?

After this incident, Feng Yi no longer wanted to see the scene of brave federal soldiers destroying people one by one, but he had to witness that fact every now and then. He was powerless - it was him who killed the soldier with his own hands! To save the soul of sin; to inherit the noble mission; to pay homage to the warriors in heaven; he would continue to fight for the group of warriors who could not fight. Inadvertently, he had already fallen in love with the mobile suit, and since the seed of burning souls gradually sprouted from his heart, he could no longer control it...

The first dead soldier was left without any information, and no information was found. Another privateer named Zhou Yujia, who came from the Asian region of the solar system. The specific location indicated in the letter has long been imprinted on Feng Yi's heart, and even the coordinates are not good. 51 degrees north latitude and 11 degrees east longitude. This letter of family that could not be sent has been treasured by Feng Yi. He will personally deliver it to his family with that longing. (To be continued)
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