When Yan Bing finished his plan to return to the commander's tent, Ling Yue had already woken up. Seeing Yan Bing come in, the two of them looked at each other and smiled without any extra words, so they began to organize their bags.
At this time, the baggage camp was even more lively. All the Feixia disciples carried large and small bags and threw them into the Xingtian where they were preparing to take the ride. They ate dry food, water, various jerky meat, quilts, chamber pots, and pots were fully prepared for the itinerary along the way.
But the senior sisters of Feixiamen are not as straightforward as them.
The first thing to be affected is the difference between men and women.
After all, all the men in the army are men, and Xingtian Camp is no exception. If you control Xingtian, if you do not have training, you will easily deviate from the direction or you cannot grasp the height and hit the mountain. Therefore, it is already the general trend for men and women to ride Xingtian.
Although Yan Bing's senior sisters are all heroes of the girls, they don't think anything is wrong with entering the room with a man, but they are...
There will always be "three urgent"...
No matter how generous you are, you cannot relieve your internal worries in front of soldiers, right?
So, they all thought of something that was either a bed cloth, tied it to the two ends of the ropes of Xingtian, and completely separate them from the middle, and then ride in a Xingtian in two groups to take care of each other.
A group of people were busy and busy, but the old man was in a different situation.
"I won't go!!! You are using my thousand-year foundation for Feixiamen to bet on my life!! I will die if I die!! You must not ruin Feixiamen just because of me!! You'd better... Oh? Why are you doing!?? Let go!! Don't let go!! Let me go...!!!!"
The master was still talking to him, but the second and fourth uncle obviously had no patience. He went up and tied the old man tightly with the bed roll, held it directly to Xingtian, threw it in, dusted his hands, and went back to pack his luggage, leaving the old man alone and a bamboo tube, lying in the hanging basket thinking...
This scene... Why do I feel so familiar with it...but I can't remember it for a moment...
strangeness……
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Three minutes of the hour
Yan Bing led Ling Yue to the baggage camp quickly, and they naturally followed Wen Miao and Xue Kui. In fact, the four of them had been delayed for so long before they arrived. It was not because there were too many things to clean up, but because they were struggling with the four children who had picked up from the battlefield...
Wen Miao and Ling Yue advocated taking them with them, but Xue Kui chose to be neutral and did not help either. In the end, Yan Bing was left alone to persuade them with great sincerity. After all, this trip was dangerous and the road was long. Four ten-year-old children really couldn't stand such torture. They couldn't stand all kinds of reasons and persuasions in the end, so they cursed.
"My master is almost dead!! You are still so pretentious!! I will just give you a break!!"
Yan Bing was so tough that he was rare...
Wang Wenmiao covered his face and cried...
But Ling Yue just sneered and slowly approached...
So, when Yan Bing appeared in front of everyone, Feng Chen immediately realized something was wrong, so he came to Yan Bing, raised his hand and lifted her hair curtain, and asked loudly: "Who hits it!?? Who hits you two?? Look at my sister's eyes!! I thought she had applied rouge on her eyelids from a distance! It was swollen in red!! This is an internal martial art... Ling Yue! Is it you?"
Ling Yue knew that she was in the wrong, and she didn't say anything. She just tightened the bag on her back and walked into a deserted Xingtian and let Feng Chen point at her back and scolded her, "What a tiger, what a junior sister who has been in trouble for eight lifetimes and married you. If she continues like this, she may be beaten to death by you if she doesn't live to thirty."
At this time, Yan Bing seemed to have suffered a lot of grievances and finally found her family. Not only did she not persuade her, she also nodded repeatedly from the side, but she made Xue Kui smile so much that she squatted on the ground with her mouth covering her mouth, trembling in various ways.
"I'll tell you!! Next time I'll see you hit my sister! I don't care whose daughter you are! I'll still deal with you!!"
Feng Chen was a little dry and gasped, and turned his head to look at Yan Bing, who was still pretending to be powerful, and said with disgust: "You said you are the same! You used to practice hard!? It's the same martial arts family! If you married her, why are you bullied by people riding on your neck every day?? Don't you feel embarrassed??"
When Yan Bing heard this, he immediately became angry and retorted directly: "Senior Brother! You are too much. You can't instigate us couple to do it, right? Besides, she is still a woman... As... as... as the head of the family, how can I hit a woman at will! For example, when Sister Caiyi comes in in the future, if she doesn't listen to you, would you also hit her? It's not easy to hit... right..."
"Hey, you are the one who is turning your elbow outward! I'll help you get the portion for me! You said that I'm here! Can Caiyi be the same as her? Caiyi is well-educated, gentle and virtuous, and can't fight, of course... "
"I'm not willing to fight..." Yan Bing tore the window paper before Feng Chen finished speaking, and then looked at him with a smirk and said, "I'm the same... Even if my martial arts are better than her one day, I'm still not willing to fight... Everyone understands this, so no one can tell who we are."
After saying that, Yan Bing patted Feng Chen, who was speechless, and crawled into Ling Yue's hanging basket again...
"Hey... this little girl... I care about you too much!!" Feng Chen looked at Yan Bing, who was not good at fighting, snorted coldly, turned his head, and saw Xue Kui squatting on the ground, smiling almost twisted into maggots, scolded: "I laugh so much!" Then he turned around and walked to his Xingtian.
Wen Miao looked calm at this time, slowly walked to Xue Kui, patted her back, and said softly: "Don't you laugh... don't you envy at all..."
"Ah? What do you envy?" Xue Kui was slightly stunned, then followed Wen Miao's eyes and looked at Yan Bing, who was laughing and playing with Ling Yue in the hanging basket. Then she suddenly realized, shrugged her shoulders, and said with a smile: "You won't really take the divorce from the school seriously, right? Don't worry, my silly sister, don't look at how she accommodates Ling Yue and how cold she is to me, but I know that in her heart, the three of us are more important than her own lives, and I don't worry. You, the one who is most pityed by her, are just worried... Isn't it funny?"
After Xue Kui finished speaking, she slowly stood up, dusted the snowflakes stuck on the edge of her skirt, and whispered: "But you surprised me a lot. In the past, you were always Buddha and said Taoism, but now you are even jealous?"
"Who is jealous! I...I just have a little envy..." Wen Miao stared at Yan Bing's back in a daze, silently, then shook his head again, smiled and said, "I am too... why did I become so unsatisfied..."
"Okay, don't be sorry for this, but I like you more like you now, at least you're still a little bit of a fireworks. Unlike before, I was like a nun all day, it was very boring..." Xue Kui had already surrounded Wen Miao's back as she spoke, put her hands on her shoulders, and gently pushed her towards Xingtian where Yan Bing was...