Chu Ping found a small roadside noodle shop and cooked it.
Living too long, in his opinion.
Everything in the world is life.
"You can tell me a few, and I can tell you which one is better."
On the street dozens of meters away in front of him were tall and mighty soldiers passing by.
After entering the city, half a million warriors patrolled the streets.
It's obvious that Li Wenshi has completely stopped hiding it.
The ambition of a wolf is known to everyone on the road.
[People like to choose nicknames based on people’s names or characteristics. Currently, Tianwen has not found any characteristics of the owner. The only characteristic is to make all the shining points ordinary. 】
Chu Ping rubbed the ring while looking at the soldiers with iron helmets clashing in front of him.
"So is there an answer?"
[I can’t tell you what the characteristics are, so let’s look at the name. The owner’s surname is Chu Mingping, and he can be called by one of these names.]
At this time, the noodle shop owner personally brought a bowl of noodles and placed it on the table in front of Chu Ping.
"Sir, you look good."
After putting it down, the old man stood up and picked up the cloth from his waist to wipe his hands, then sighed and said.
"The world has changed. I thought that after the empress ascended the throne, she could live a stable life for a few years. I didn't expect that in just three years, war would break out again. Alas..."
Chu Ping became interested after hearing what the old man said.
"Did you see it too?"
"It's natural. Little old man, I have been here for more than two hundred years. In this short period of two hundred and thirty-one years, I have met three emperors."
"Haha, little old man, I can be considered a veteran of three dynasties. Sir, please don't talk to anyone else. I'm just talking casually."
"It's good. What you see now will last a lifetime."
The old man thought Chu Ping was talking about Li Wenshi, and a smile appeared on his face.
"Sir, to tell you the truth, although the Wuhen dynasty has the surname Wu, there are many people with a heart, and the surname Wu does not mean that the heart is Wu."
"You know quite a lot."
Chu Ping said with a smile.
"The fall of a great power is bound to be accompanied by countless bloodshed. This is inevitable. This crisis is also different from the past."
"How to say?"
Chu Ping was really surprised. He didn't expect that a noodle shop owner could have such an opinion.
"In the past, it was an internal conflict within the royal family, but this time it is a real national conflict. The Wuhen Dynasty is an old dynasty. Some people are loyal to the empress, and some are loyal to the dynasty."
"The emperor can change, but the dynasty cannot."
"Well, if there really is such a day, it will be the day when faith collapses and the mind is destroyed."
After saying that, the old man shook his head and went to the noodle shop.
"I am not born to be a king, but there is blood flowing in my bones that will not let me bow!"
"If that day really comes, I will take the lead in the charge!"
"I am the staunchest supporter of the Wuhen Dynasty!"
Chu Ping had just taken a bite of noodles when he heard a high-spirited voice next to him.
Without turning his head, he looked at it through his spiritual consciousness.
The hair is not long, and is clearly messy and falls back neatly.
She has a delicate appearance and a passionate light in her eyes.
Two fingers hold the chopsticks firmly.
He looks very energetic with his head held high and his chest held high.
[Sir, he is your second apprentice. If you are not satisfied, you can change him to another one.]
Chu Ping's movements paused at this time.
"Sir? That's pretty good, but Xiaotian, are you sure this guy can be my apprentice?"
Chu Ping looked at the young man next to him whose eyes were full of energy. He was only eighteen years old.
[Yes sir, this person will never betray, and his talent is not bad, he is very suitable to be an apprentice. 】
"Let me see."
After saying that, Chu Ping put down the noodles in his hands and sat directly over.
"May I have your name?"
Chu Ping asked straight to the point after sitting down.
"My name is Feng Xiangyang. Just like my name, I am a man like the wind."
After Chu Ping heard this sentence, his brows suddenly wrinkled.
He felt that this self-introduction was a bit silly.
"What are you willing to do for the stability of the dynasty?"
After Feng Xiangyang heard this, he immediately put down his chopsticks and looked at Chu Ping and said seriously.
"Steel is the body, fire is the blood."
"I am willing to dedicate my life and glory to the dynasty, today and every day!"
"Why do you speak so mediocrely?"
The passionate young man in front of me.
It made him feel a little embarrassed.
"This is not the second grade! This is my oath!"
"I am a man like wind, wind, no need to explain!"
"besides…"
"What right does a stranger have to insult another stranger?"
Chu Ping immediately laughed after hearing these words.
"Do you think you can save this dynasty?"
"I can't do it alone, there are thousands of people like me!"
"As long as there are leaves flying, there will be flames burning. The blazing flames will illuminate everything, and then new leaves will be born!"
"Oh, are you going to be the first flame?"
Feng Xiangyang shook his head solemnly, then turned to look at the majestic imperial city shining in the distance in the twilight.
"If I don't go to hell, who will?"
"The light of twilight will also illuminate all living beings!"
It happened that at this moment, the red sun hidden behind thousands of clouds appeared.
Everything in the world became ruddy, and everything within sight was dyed red, and the red was very bright.
This imperial capital also seems to have become a city of twilight.
The setting sun slowly sets in the west, its rays of slanting light dying.
"Not bad."
Chu Ping somewhat likes the middle school boy in front of him.
He can feel the other person's passionate feelings very clearly.
This is a very fiery person, an extremely real person.
Anywhere, any time.
It is always hard to meet people who are sincere to others.
Chu Ping's criteria for finding apprentices is not talent.
in his hands.
Rotten wood can also become a worldly treasure!
"Would you like me to take you to a place where I can save you a little bit?"
Feng Xiangyang lowered his head slightly, then clenched his fists.
"I heard it, it was crying, it was scared, it was in darkness and couldn't see the light!"
"If there is no torch from now on, I will be the only light!"
Chu Ping smiled slightly when he heard this and admitted that he was impressed by this boy.
"Xiao Feng, are you willing to follow me to save this dynasty?"
"Who said there are no knights in the world? You show the way and I will follow!"
Feng Xiangyang was in an extremely excited mood at the moment.
He felt like he had met his soulmate.
"Boss, your noodles are very good."
After leaving behind three pieces of spiritual crystal, Chu Ping took Feng Xiangyang and left.
Without directly showing his strength, Chu Ping took Feng Xiangyang to the city gate through normal channels.
Then he rode two ordinary horses directly out of the city. No matter how good his words were, Chu Ping still wanted to test Feng Xiangyang's true temperament.
In battles, life-and-death moments, and passionate situations, one can best see a person clearly.
"Xia Ke, where are you taking me?"
When Chu Ping heard this, he stretched out his hand and Feng Xiangyang followed.
"Tiannan City, where Li Wenshi's 2.5 million army is located, how dare you?"