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"It's time to go practice swordplay. The day's plan begins in the morning." Jingliu nodded slightly and abruptly changed the subject.
"Who is good at getting up to practice martial arts before the morning bell rings? Didn't you see that my tail is still injured?" Jiang Fan curled his lips and whispered, but he still turned around and honestly picked up the Qingyu on the table to wear. With Jingliu on his waist, he followed Jingliu out of the bedroom.
Walking out of the mansion of the Vidyadharas, there are green lawns, cement gray floor tiles and the hazy sun shining down. Birds are rising and falling on the eaves of tall buildings in the distance. There are very few pedestrians on the street, and there are almost not many people to see. , probably the only ones who get up to work when the morning bell doesn't ring are Jijitiao, and of course he and Jingliu.
"The Yunqi Army will start recruiting troops next year. You still remember what we said before, join the Yunqi Army together." Jingliu slowed down.
"Even if you want to pretend that you don't remember, it's too late. Let's buy two buns to eat first. No one can feel wronged." Jiang Fan stretched out and walked towards the corner bun shop with Jingliu.
This steamed stuffed bun shop is said to have been open for hundreds of years. Even if it is located on Xuanye Avenue, it is still the best century-old shop. New steamed stuffed buns will be launched every holiday. It is said that when it is the most popular, you can queue up from here. What about Xingcha Pier?
And so far, the positive rating is still 30%. The only negative review is because the buns are so delicious that if a person doesn't eat them for a day, he feels like there are ants crawling on him, and he has to walk miles every day to buy them. Several Baozi condemned their actions of not being able to take out food and open branches.
"Boss Ang, here are six meat buns to take away." Jiang Fan stopped in front of the dining table and looked back at the streamer, only to find that the female devil was still staring at her bandaged tail. , so frightened that he subconsciously wrapped his tail around his waist, fearing that she would pull off another dragon scale.
"Oh, it's Mr. Jiang Fan and little girl Jingliu. Are they going to practice martial arts before the morning bell rings? They are really diligent." Boss Ang opened the steamer, and the white heat could hit Jiang Fan's face through the glass window. superior.
Boss Ang is quite old. His white and black hair is neatly parted. He wears a white linen apron, but there is a rose coquettishly stuck in the coarse cloth pocket on his chest. The wrinkles on his face It is full of vicissitudes of life and experience, but the kung fu of the hands and feet is not slow. It only takes a few seconds to open the steamer and pack the six buns in the bag, as if it has formed a muscle memory.
"Well, if you want to join the Cloud Cavalry Army, you must pass the martial arts test. Otherwise, even if you get through and become a Cloud Cavalry soldier, I'm afraid you will end up causing trouble for everyone." Jiang Fan took the bag handed by Boss Ang and said softly.
"Well, yes, it is not easy to become a Yunqi Army. You have to rush out from thousands of troops. But you and Jingliu girl will definitely pass the level. Old man, I have been selling steamed buns for hundreds of years. It depends on people. Your vision is still accurate." Master Ang chuckled and handed over the fresh roses stuck in his chest. He raised his eyebrows at Jiang Fan slightly from Jingliu's invisible blind spot, with a squinting look and lowered his voice. Open your mouth,
"Girls have to be coaxed. Lord Jiang Fan, you have little experience in this life and don't understand ikebana. But old man, I have been immersed in ikebana for many years. I can smell whether a girl is angry or not with my nose."
Jiang Fan silently took the bouquet of roses from Boss Ang's hand, his mind still racing. Is Jingliu angry? It shouldn't be, he is obviously the victim of the tail incident, even if he is angry, he is still angry, right?
"Welcome next time." Master Ang raised his head and said while wiping the floured table with a rag, as if I have put a cheat sheet on your face for you. If you still fail in the exam, you can find a piece of tofu. Dead look.
Jiang Fan pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment, turned around with the bouquet of roses in his hand and handed it to Jingliu, bowing his head sincerely in her slightly astonished eyes: "I was wrong."
Master Ang stopped wiping the table and wanted to throw the rag on Jiang Fan's tail. However, there were so many answer options. Jiang Fan could just pick out the most unreliable, stupidest and stupidest sentence. He said that he was simply unteachable, compared to his young apprentice named Lu when he was in the Yunqi Army.
Jingliu was stunned for a few seconds and then took the bouquet of roses from Jiang Fan's hand. Just when Jiang Fan was about to smile, he heard her speak lightly.
"Oh? Where did you go wrong? Why didn't I know?"
Chapter 76 Our cloud riders are like clouds blocking the sky, guarding the fairy boat
"Keep this oath, we, the cloud riders, are like clouds blocking the sky, guarding the immortal boat!"
"We, the cloud riders, are like clouds blocking the sky, guarding the immortal boat!"
In the huge Xingtian Martial Arts Arena, the vigorous beats of war drums fell rhythmically like firecrackers and resounded between the sky and the earth. Three thousand Yunqi Army recruits wore helmets and armor, and swore in their mouths with a solemn and murderous tone. The fighting spirit breaks through the sky.
Standing on the high platform of the martial arts field and looking around, there are all silver armors and silver helmets, and swords are flashing. Only a young man standing in front of the recruit team is wearing a robe, and the pure white dragon tail reflects the dazzling light.
Feeling the fiery gazes coming from all directions, Jiang Fan wanted to slap his tail on their faces. Could it be that he was some kind of rare animal? Have you never seen the Vidyadharas with horns on their heads and tails behind them? What the hell is that fiery gaze of yours!
Jiang Fan took a deep breath and felt a little depressed when he saw the Yunqi Army soldiers surrounded by silver armor and silver helmets.
It's not that he has the temperament to play dragon king and doesn't want to wear the armor made of light silver, but his dragon horns and tail really can't fit into the armor and helmet, or it could be said that the craftsmen of the Engineering Department simply don't want to wear it. He never considered that the Dragon Lord of the Vidyadhara clan would join the Cloud Cavalry Army and start as a new recruit. Naturally, there was no helmet or light armor that could accommodate the dragon's horns and tail.
Moreover, this was the first time he heard that the training grounds for female soldiers and male soldiers of the Yunqi Army were separate. One side was to the east of the martial arts field, and the other side was to the west of the martial arts field. The two phalanxes faced each other far away. We can only meet and say hello during breaks.
Moreover, when returning to the mansion from the Yunqi Army barracks every day, the dragon masters in the clan would always brag and glare, saying that this was not in line with the clan's regulations. As the Dragon Lord of the Ming Jing clan, the one who would inherit the name of Lord Drinking Moon in the future, How could he start as a new recruit of Yunqi? At least he should be an official of Yunqi Xiaowei.
But Dragon Master's suggestions were all rejected by him, let alone Yunqi Xiaowei. Although he is proficient in swordsmanship and marksmanship, physical strength is always a threshold that he can't get around. Every time he competes with Jingliu, even if his The swordsmanship had the upper hand, faintly suppressing her, but she would also lose due to physical problems.
Although in recent years, Jingliu has been pulling him to practice swordsmanship and exercise his body without ringing the morning bell, his body does not seem to have improved much. It may be that he has changed from a sick man to a stronger sick man. There was no movement in the dragon's horns. If he didn't have a majestic tail, he would have doubted the purity of his bloodline.
Moreover, the voice in the dream has become clearer and clearer in recent years. It always talks about some unintelligible words, such as immortal destiny and the power of the same source. Every time he wakes up from the dream, he breaks out in a cold sweat. It’s not like he is Instead of feeling scared, I felt sad, inexplicably sad.
"Why are you dazed?" Jingliu's cold voice came from behind.
"I'm thinking about the meaning of dragon life." Jiang Fan came back to his senses and turned around to look back, only to find that there were no other shadows of the Yunqi Army behind him except Jingliu. He quickly looked around and found the Xingtian Martial Arts Field. It was already empty inside.
"Are you in a daze again? Others are on patrol duty." Jingliu glanced at him.
"Then why didn't you go?" Jiang Fan asked subconsciously.
Jingliu remained silent and didn't speak, just looked at him with an expression that looked like a fool. Only then did Jiang Fan realize that if Jingliu also went on patrol, he would definitely be in a daze for how long.
"Ahem, in this case we don't want to be too idle. The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. Let's go patrol the Xingcha Sea." Jiang Fan held the whisper on his waist and coughed a few times to change the topic.
"No, Xiaowei asked us to patrol Xuanye Avenue when he left. Other groups of Yunqi have already gone to places such as Xingchahai and Yuxuanmen." Jingliu shook his head.
"Xuanye Avenue? Do cloud cavalry patrols be needed there?" Jiang Fan was startled.
"Remnants of Fertility have appeared on various immortal boats recently. Although the information is not clear yet, it is enough for each immortal boat to pay attention to. Therefore, from today on, Xuan Ye Avenue will also send Yunqi troops to patrol." Jingliu She raised her eyebrows slightly, signaling Jiang Fan to follow her.
"Besides the various hundred-year-old snack bars on Xuanye Avenue, is there anything else worthy of the attention of the remnants of Fertility? I really can't imagine their purpose in attacking the snack bar." Jiang Fan took a few steps forward and walked side by side with Jingliu.
"No matter what purpose the remnants of Fertility have, we cannot let them succeed easily. It is the duty of our Yunqi Army to protect the fairy boat. Even if the remnants of Fertility want to attack the public toilets and grab shit to eat, we will blast them out and wipe them out. ." Jingliu nodded slightly, with a decisive tone.
Jiang Fan was silent for a while, then hesitantly said: "What if... what if the remnants of Feng Lao smear feces on the tip of the gun... Do you want to fight head-on?"
Jingliu looked at him sideways and said angrily: "Don't you know how to control water? Just wash away the shit on the tips of their spears."
"Then... wouldn't it just turn into excrement? It seems to be quite lethal... Ouch! Don't twist my ears! I'm the Dragon Lord!"
The soldiers of the Yunqi Army who were passing by for inspection stared intently at the retreating figures of Jiang Fan and Jingliu. They had no idea what the Lord Dragon Master of the Awakening Clan said or did. , they were stunned by the girl Jingliu twisting her ears and dragging her away, not to mention Master Longzun, her ears hurt just by looking at them, especially the few Yunqi soldiers from the Adolf Clan, they all subconsciously exerted their strength. They pulled their ears and grinned in pain.
"That girl Jingliu...Master Zhenke Longzun..." Yunqi from the Mingzhu clan muttered softly as he looked at their retreating figures.
"Lord Longzun and that girl Jingliu are childhood sweethearts, right?" Another soldier from the Awakening Clan sighed quietly.
"Of course, Master Longzun's body has been weak since the ovulation. If that girl Jingliu hadn't dragged Master Longzun to practice martial arts every morning before the bell rings, perhaps Master Longzun would still choose to do this with the book of war in hand. A wise general." Yunqi from the Ming Dynasty clan nodded.
"It's a pity, let alone the fact that we, the Vidyadhara clan, have to be reborn every few hundred years and start a new life with no memory. Besides, we can't even leave the crystallization of love. We are born with miserable love. Dragon Lord Zun and Jingliu girl, it’s better not to have sex.” Another Yunqi from the Adolf Clan sighed and took a selfie of his thigh.
"Since they are destined to be separated, they are also destined to be together." A faint voice came from behind them.
The two Yunqi from the Adyadhara clan turned around subconsciously. Behind them was a man with short black hair wearing a Yunqi robe. His eyes were slightly drooped and he looked listless. He was carrying a full bag. , they glanced at it. It was full of wine and several bags of peanuts.
"No one can use the reason of separation sooner or later to kill the beginning of a love. If he will step across Xingcha Pier in five minutes, and if he is still 10 meters away from Xingcha, then they can kiss for 4 minutes and 50 seconds." The young man paused, "Those seeds that have not yet bloomed should not be buried in the soil."
"Sir Lu is so talented. Are you going to have a drink with your teacher again?" Yun Qi, who knew the man in front of him, turned his shoulder and moved out of the way.
"Of course he's not that romantic old guy. My uncle is here. Of course you don't understand. Only married people understand." The man surnamed Lu shrugged and passed them by, leaving them with a slow smile. Walking away from the back.
It wasn't until the man's figure completely disappeared from sight that another Yunqi from the Awakening clan raised his arm to touch the shoulder of the Yunqi next to him, and asked hesitantly:
"This commander is also from the Yunqi Army? He looks a bit unfamiliar."
The Yunqi from the Mingzhu clan glanced at him: "The Yunqi Xiaowei who came from the Yaoqing Immortal Boat a few years ago, his surname is Lu, seems to be Lu Mingfei, right? It is said that during the war against the remnants of Fengsheng 300 years ago, He performed well, and after coming to Luofu Immortal Boat, he married that mute beauty from the fox tribe, which can be regarded as the pinnacle of his life."
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The man surnamed Lu was carrying a heavy bag and walking on the crowded Xuanyin alley. He was wondering whether this month's expenses had exceeded the budget and whether he should beat to death the mean man who always asked him to borrow money. So that he could plunder his inheritance. As he was thinking about it, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the road in front of him, and a smile suddenly appeared on his lips.
Under the towering maple tree in the distance, a red-haired fox tribe woman was standing on tiptoes, trying hard to hold up a sign with both hands to signal him. There was also a yellow-skinned duck pressed on the bunch of red fur.
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Everyone should have seen this simulation. The entry for that system has been cancelled. It is more like an immersive reincarnation. I don’t know which simulation you prefer. Because the Writer Assistant update has canceled the comment area function, so I can’t see it. Everyone’s comments, but I will read chapters every day to read everyone’s comments. Of course, I will automatically ignore those negative comments (akimbo)
The Dragon Clan book will be reopened this month, please don’t kill me (please forgive me)
Chapter 77: The six senses are reversed, and human relations are completely lost
Walking on the arch bridge of Xuanye Avenue, feeling the warm light and the warm breeze blowing on his face, Jiang Fan shrank his neck, feeling as if he was standing next to an ice sculpture, and the uncontrollable cold air penetrated his clothes. Drill.
He licked his lips and glanced at Jingliu quietly, only to find that her cold face was even more frosty, as if all the pedestrians present owed her eight million dollars, and her whole body was exuding The aura of "Keep strangers away, otherwise they will be killed without mercy".
He hesitated for a while, then moved the various foods that were piled as high as a hill towards her, and cautiously asked tentatively: "Jingliu, do you want to eat? There are some hot buns from Lao Ang's house, and also There are candied haws from the one in the south of the city, a cup of hot milk tea with L-cocoa powder, and your favorite sticky rice with bamboo sticks..."
Jingliu glanced at him coldly: "As a cloud cavalry soldier, how unbecoming is it to carry a pile of food while patrolling? Do you think you should throw all this food over to support the enemy to death when an emergency occurs? Just throw it away."
"Can I take a bite of each one and throw it away?" Jiang Fan looked at the mountain-like pile of food in his arms, a trace of physical pain flashed in his eyes, and even his tail drooped, losing energy.
These foods were all given to him by kind-hearted female diners when he passed the stores on Xuanye Avenue. He originally wanted to refuse with a wave of his hand. After all, he was already a qualified Yunqi soldier, and he still knew that during working hours, You can't fish.
But the reasons given by these female diners were beyond his ability to refute. How could he protect them when they were hungry? If you don't taste the food yourself, how do you know if the ingredients they use are good? The army and the people are one family, so does he want to destroy the unity between the army and the people?
These righteous reasons left him speechless, and he could only accept them silently. But who knew that along the way, they would unknowingly pile up into a small mountain.
"There's poison in it. Throw it away. If you want to eat it, I'll buy it for you." Jingliu grabbed Jiang Fan's shoulders and dragged him towards the trash can.
Jiang Fan looked at the hot milk tea with cocoa powder that was very close at hand, and then looked at Jingliu who was always staring ahead. He quietly leaned forward, trying to take a sip before parting with the milk tea, but he couldn't. Before his lips touched the straw, Jingliu's cold voice sounded in his ears.
"I advise you to be honest with your mouth, there is poison in it."
Jiang Fan shrank his head, not understanding how he was exposed. It wasn't until he glanced at his tail inadvertently that he realized that his tail was swaying and swaying, bringing up gusts of breeze. It must have been because he was so proud of his intelligence just now. When giving a like, the wind from his tail accidentally hit Jingliu's thigh.
But isn’t this amazing? Is it true that just by moving her tail, she can know what she is thinking by relying on the wind flapping her tail? How is this different from roundworms in the stomach? Jiang Fan thought wildly in his mind.
Jiang Fan stood by the trash can, watching helplessly as the mountain of food in his arms was thrown into the trash can one by one, especially the cup of hot milk tea with L-cocoa powder. He was so greedy that he wanted to jump in and grab it. Come out and hold him in your arms, dragon nature is greedy, how can you blame him?
Just when Jiang Fan was feeling sad about his milk tea, a painful roar suddenly exploded not far from his ears, followed by the panicked shouts of the crowd and the sound of dense footsteps. In just a blink of an eye, the street was completely empty. It was a mess.
Just when Jiang Fan turned around to look, Jingliu had already drawn out his long sword and came forward. The person fighting Jingliu was not some remnant of fertility, but the devil's yin body, which was also the fate of the immortal species...
Demon Yin body is the fateful result of the immortal seed, and it is also the disadvantage of enjoying the benefits of immortality. There are clear regulations in the Yunqi Army. Those who fall into Demon Yin body will have their six chens reversed, and their human relations will be lost. Those who encounter Demon Yin body will No matter how brilliant and great the other person’s identity was in his previous life, he must be killed without mercy.
Jingliu swung his sword very quickly, and each sword could penetrate into the critical part of Mo Yin's body. Jiang Fan could only vaguely see a flash of the sword trailing silver light, as if the entire scene was completely empty. Without Jiang Fan taking action, Jingliu's skills could completely kill the demonic Yin body without any damage.
Jiang Fan pulled out Qingyu and prepared to join the battle and advance and retreat with Jingliu. But just as he expressed his desire to fight, Jingliu opened the demon body with a sword, looked at him with his eyes, and said coldly. It sounded in his ears, "No need to take action, I will just protect you."
Jiang Fan was silent as he watched Jingliu wielding his sword gracefully, thinking to himself, you thought I was the sick guy who always slept in class and coughed after running a few steps. I was dragged by you every morning before the bell rang. After practicing more, I have been transformed a long time ago, and now I can be regarded as a master of the generation.
Jiang Fan was thinking wildly when a sound of something falling to the ground sounded in his ears. He raised his head and looked forward. Jingliu was inserting the long sword back into the scabbard. She lowered her head and looked at the demonic body at her feet. He was silent and didn't speak, as if he was deep in thought.
"What's wrong? Are you injured? Raise your arm and let me see..." Jiang Fan trotted over and got close to Jingliu, looking up and down carefully. He raised his hand and poked here and there, for fear that the demon's Yin body would be harmed. Jingliu cut a wound.
After Jingliu was silent for a while, he suddenly raised his head, looked at Jiang Fan's profile, and said softly, "Jiang Fan... If one day I also fall into the demon body... I hope you can end my life."
Jiang Fan paused and said in a muffled voice: "The lifespan of our Mingchi Clan is much shorter than yours... You should say this to me in the next life..."
He lowered his head and stopped talking. He walked behind Jingliu and looked at her back to see if there were any wounds. His long black hair hung down so that no one could see his expression. The two of them were silent and neither of them spoke. There were heavy footsteps. Came vaguely from the end of the street, it was the Yunqi Army who had received the information.
"Demon Yin Body..." He whispered softly, golden light flashed in his pupils.
Chapter 78 Immortal Destiny
Jiang Fan slowly opened his eyes, and in front of him was no longer the brown beams, but an extinguished crystal chandelier. There was no sunlight shining on the floor through the window, only the flicker of a burning candle lighting up the corner of the room. For a flash, it was still the palace in the dream, with pitch black everywhere and a biting chill.
He raised his head and looked at the young man hanging in the air by a bronze chain. He had seen similar scenes countless times in his deepest dreams, an abandoned palace, a dark corridor that seemed to be forgotten by the whole world, and a lonely throne in the palace. , he was hung in mid-air by bronze chains, with golden spikes piercing his limbs. Not a drop of blood was shed. He seemed to be dead and sleeping for a thousand years.
But when he stood in front of the throne in the palace, he would open his eyes, raise his head to reveal the face hidden under the long white hair, smile at him and say, you are finally going to embark on the road to immortality. What?
That face... looked familiar... or maybe it was as if he was looking in the mirror, but it happened that the two people had the same face, but their temperaments were completely different.
"Are you... me in the dream?" Jiang Fan looked at the young man carefully with the help of the weak candle light.
That face was completely carved from the same mold as his, but he seemed to carry a domineering air, as majestic as an ancient emperor of a certain country, and was born to look down on the world.
The young man raised his eyes and glanced at him, then softly uttered a sentence with some kind of ridicule: "Trash."