"Master... Junior Sister, isn't it a bit too much!?? Just let us go with the baggage troops! There are so many cattle and sheep!?? Why the hell are we here to work as herdsmen for her!??"
Just as Feng Chen finished complaining, a cow next to him let out a long and loud fart... causing everyone to cover their mouths and noses.
It wasn't until the smell gradually dissipated that the old man fanned himself with his sleeves and said, "This is arranged for the teacher. Let the soldiers do the fighting and killing. We are martial arts practitioners, and we should bully those What's the point of being a Varo soldier? It's better to herd cattle, ride horses, and be happy there..."
"Well, what Master said makes sense!" Xiao Shiwu rode on the horse and nodded repeatedly...
After hearing this, Feng Chen slowly turned his head and looked at Lu Liang, wondering when this guy would learn to flatter him? But he happened to see Lu Liang's horse pooping while walking, so he laughed and taunted: "You Look! Even the flattery has made you look like shit! Hahahahahaha...ha...ha?"
Feng Chen was laughing when he suddenly felt the cold gaze from his master. Then he realized that his words were equivalent to scolding the old man. Just when he was about to explain, he received a blow on the head and covered his head. After lying on the horse's back for a long time, the uncles behind him burst into laughter, especially the fourth uncle, who laughed very loudly.
The old man's face turned red with anger, and he cursed in a low voice: "I don't have that brain! Just stop talking!!"
"I know...Master..." Feng Chen covered his head and lay on the horse, speechless for a while...
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"Lingyue, what are you leaning against the window and looking at? Have you been looking at this for a long time? Are you motion sick again?" Yan Bing put his hand on Lingyue's shoulder and asked with a concerned look on his face.
"No..." Lingyue turned her head to look at Yan Bing with a smile, and whispered: "I... really want to sit there..."
After saying that, he raised his hand and pointed to Xingtian in the sky.
Yan Bing looked in the direction of Lingyue's finger, smiled slightly, grabbed Lingyue's wrist, and said proudly: "What's so difficult about this? Let's go! I'll take you there!"
"What!?? I'm going too!!" Although Xue Kui didn't know anything, as soon as she heard that they were leaving, she immediately jumped out to join in the fun.
"You are everywhere!" Lingyue rolled her eyes at Xue Kui, then turned to look at Wen Miao, and asked with a smile: "What about you? Do you dare to sit in this "Xingtian"?"
Wen Miao frowned, looked at Yan Bing again, and then blurted out: "Why don't you dare!"
"Then let's go!" Yan Bing also became interested and directly slapped the car board and shouted: "Stop!"
The carriage stopped slowly, and He Qianhu, who was behind Yan Bing and was responsible for protecting Yan Bing, immediately rode up and asked.
"Mr. Dingguo, what are you...?" He Qianhu asked in a low voice while holding up his hands. He thought that the ladies in the car needed "relief", so he only dared to say half of the words.
Yan Bing opened the door curtain of the carriage and directly ordered him: "Go to the back to find the Xingtian camp, bring a pair of Xingtian over, scold the guard camp to repair on the spot, and the other battalions continue to march!"
"Yes!" After He Guanggui bowed and saluted, he rode back and called two messengers to convey Yan Bing's instructions.
The four people only chatted for a while in the car, and soon a carriage came over quickly. On top of the carriage, there was a huge sky covered with cloth flags.
"Okay... Who's going to go first?" Yan Bing stood up, looked at Lingyue, and smiled slightly.
"Can't the four of us come together?" Xue Kui saw through Yan Bing's plan at a glance and said directly: "The four of us are all women, so our bodies are naturally much lighter than the men! Four of us come together! It should be no problem!"
As Xuekui spoke, she turned to wink at Wen Miao, who smiled bitterly and then nodded slowly...
Yan Bing looked at Lingyue, then at Wen Miao and Xue Kui, and sighed helplessly.
"Then let's try it..."
Xuekui and Wenmiao looked at each other and smiled.
Soon, the soldiers unloaded Xingtian from the vehicle, lit the burner, and began to pour hot air into the sphere.
Lingyue and Xuekui easily turned over and jumped into the basket, while Wenmiao climbed in with difficulty with the help of Yan Bing. After standing up, he looked at everyone with a blushing face and whispered: "How about...
…I’ll also learn martial arts…”
Yan Bing imagined for a moment how he would teach a otaku who had trouble walking how to learn martial arts. He immediately gave up the idea, patted Wen Miao on the shoulder and said loudly: "No need! That's all you are! That's fine.
……Hahaha……"
After laughing a few times, Yan Bing raised his hand to increase the throttle of the burner, and the sky slowly rose and left the ground...
"Flying! Flying!!" Lingyue grabbed the side of the basket and shouted excitedly.
"What's there to be excited about... We haven't jumped high enough yet..." Xue Kui put her hands on her chest, looked down at the ground and smiled contemptuously...
Thirty minutes later...
Yan Bing looked at Xue Kui huddled in the corner of the basket with a wicked smile on his face, and shouted loudly: "Why are you always squatting there? Come and see! Can you jump as high as you??"
"Watch a game!! Shut up, mother!!" Xue Kui shouted, burying her head in her arms.
"Look! Look! There are so many mountains in the distance!!! There is still snow!!!" Lingyue pointed at the snow-capped mountains in the distance, jumping up and down, and the entire bottom basket of the hot air balloon swayed.
Shaking, Xue Kui immediately grabbed the wall of the basket beside her with her hands, her face turning green for a while.
"Fuck you, uncle Li Lingyue!!! Stop jumping!!!"
Xue Kui was not in the mood to call her sister at this time and was flattering her. It was the quintessence of the Chinese nation to speak directly.
"Look at how cowardly you are! You're not as good as Wen Miao..." Lingyue glanced at Xue Kui squatting on the ground with disdain, walked up to Wen Miao, and asked in a low voice: "How are you? Are you afraid?"
Wen Miao slowly turned his head to look at Lingyue and Yan Bing, smiled slightly, and said loudly: "As long as you are here, I won't be afraid...and..." Wen Miao turned around and looked at the surrounding continuous snow-capped mountains and the unobstructed view of the mountains.
After Wen Miao finished reading, he pressed his hands on the edge of the basket, took a deep breath, and shouted at the top of his lungs. He stopped until all the breath was used up, took a deep breath, and slowly turned around to look.
To the three people who were shocked and dumbfounded, he said with tears in his smile: "Stepping out of the palace and getting to know you is the happiest thing in my life... I feel now... even if I die, it will be worth it...
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"But when you were kicked out of the palace... you cried so miserably..." Yan Bing was just mid-sentence when he was kicked by Lingyue who was standing beside him.
"Just be happy if you are happy. Why are you always talking about death? It's unlucky." Lingyue said as she walked forward, took out a handkerchief and wiped it with Wen Miao.
"Tch! She is said to be a talented woman, but her level of limericks is not much different from mine..." Xue Kui joked, but she also had the courage to stand up. She was very curious about what kind of beautiful scenery it was.
, can actually make a "boring gourd" who usually can't even express his voice, shout loudly.
As a result, she was stunned when she saw it... She sighed softly: "Fuck! It's so beautiful..."
Yan Bing couldn't help but laugh out loud when he heard this "conventional" compliment. He came close to her and whispered: "If you don't understand, don't show your timidity. This is a poem with a hidden end..."
"Zangwei?" Xue Kui had a question mark on her face.
"The last words of the poem just now, when connected together, are, the mountains are beautiful..." Yan Bing looked at Xue Kui with a mocking look on his face, and made the point.
"Ah?? Oh..." Xue Kui smiled awkwardly with a red face, then immediately pointed to the hand-cranked propeller on the side and changed the subject: "Hey? What is this for??"
Yan Bing chuckled, knowing that Xue Kui was ashamed of herself, so he gave her a step and explained according to her words: "This is used to adjust the direction of Xingtian's flight. You can swing it back and forth, and then shake it with your hand.
A lot of wind will blow out, pushing Xingtian in the opposite direction."
"Hey?? This is fun! Let me try it!!" Xue Kui said, but her hand was already on the joystick and started to spin. As she shook it faster and faster, the wind became stronger and stronger.
The balloon gradually moved slowly in the opposite direction...
"I'm going!! It's moving! It's moving!! I'll try and see how fast I can go!!" Xue Kui shook her head with excitement, while Yan Bing on the side hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "Be gentle!
!If this goes bad, we won’t be able to go back..."
"Click!"
A crisp sound...
Xue Kui raised the half-grip in her hand with a confused expression and looked at it, then slowly turned her head to look at Yan Bing, showing a spring-like smile...
Yan Bing's face gradually turned pale... He looked at the broken grip, then at Xue Kui...
"You fucking scumbag——!!!!!"
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five days later
Emperor Xuansi was sitting leisurely on a chair drinking tea. He had just finished reviewing the memorial, and various good news that was beneficial to the Liang Kingdom came frequently from the territory of Varo. So these days, he was in a really good mood, not every day.
After drinking tea, I just went to the shooting range to practice shooting. When I got really bored, I went to the dungeon and beat Prince Varro with a stick. My life was so comfortable.
But today, an urgent letter was delivered to his handsome account. Emperor Xuan Si, who was originally smiling, immediately changed his expression after reading the letter...
The sound of smashing and shouting came one after another in the handsome tent, and it was continuous.
Just because the letter contains these words:
Duke Dingguo is traveling in heaven, his whereabouts are unknown, and the whole army is now searching for him...
"Damn it!!! Let's have a war!! We can lose our own coach!!! What else can these idiots do!!!??? Still a third-class uncle!!! What a fucking fart!!!"
It is my will!! To revoke the title!!! We can’t find Duke Dingguo!! Let these two losers come to see me!!!!”
