The Book of Troubled Times Chapter 102

  Chapter 102 What is Blessing?

  Tang Wanzhuang let her subordinates chase after her, and the trick was fully implemented. Her eyes had already fallen in the other direction, the far field by the lake, another hill opposite to the hill she was standing on at the moment.

  Elder You and the others don't know where Zhao Changhe is, but her five senses are much stronger, and she has already seen it.

Zhao Changhe and Han Wubing were standing on the hill watching the turbulent farce below. They seemed to feel that Tang Wanzhuang really didn't mean to hurt Xia Chichi. Zhao Changhe breathed a sigh of relief and looked at it with a rather strange expression. Han is sick.

  Han Wubing also looked back at him.

   It seems that the foreign affairs are over, and it's my turn.

  The moods of the two idiots are very strange. It stands to reason that today is the time for the two to fight, but after tossing and tossing, helping each other and admiring each other, now that they have swords and everything is complete, everyone has no fighting spirit.

   In real fights, it would be just like Yue Hongling's sparring at the beginning, so what's the point?

   "Do you still want to fight?" Zhao Changhe asked.

   "...The fight I have arranged, I have to finish it no matter what." Han Wubing replied.

  Zhao Changhe bared his teeth: "Do you know that I have wanted to beat you up for a long time?"

   "...I know, at least twice you wanted to kill me, once in your house, and once just now."

  Zhao Changhe drew his sword: "Then you give me two slashes, and this matter is over."

  Han Wubing drew his sword: "Don't you know that with regard to your affairs, anyone who looks on will want to kill you?"

   Very good, the fighting spirit is up.

  The swords intersect, and they are about to explode.

  Tang Wanzhuang in the distance shook her head lightly: "He's clearly still a big kid...Okay, let's go back."

  The maid asked curiously: "Miss, don't you want to see the result of this fight? Han Wubing's practice is still higher than Zhao Changhe's, in case of accidental injury..."

   "It can't be hurt, most skin trauma, it deserves it."

   "If Zhao Changhe wins, will the book of troubled times flash?"

   "It can't be flashed, if this is called fighting...then Zhao Changhe and Xia Chichi may have a more intense battle in the future, maybe it will be tonight, will the Book of Chaos be flashed?"

  The maid blindfolded her eyes for a moment, then suddenly came to her senses, and stammered, "Miss, you..."

  Tang Wanzhuang stroked his forehead and thought: "It's inappropriate for him to have such a relationship with the demon girl. It stands to reason that I should try to destroy it... But his friendship, if it is really destroyed, there will be a estrangement. This matter is really difficult..."

  The maid glanced at her, hesitated to speak.

  Forcibly destroying will of course create a barrier, but in fact there is another way to destroy it. For example, if you **** him over and it's over, not only will there be no barrier, but you will also lose distance. Miss, you are so conniving, haven't you thought about it?

  Of course Tang Wanzhuang didn't think about it, who would consider such a thing and put herself in it... Besides, she still wanted Zhao Changhe to be the prince because she didn't want to discuss marriage.

  In the end, her strategy was still the simplest and most rude and high-sounding: "Search and capture the monsters of the Four Elephant Sect and the Maitreya Sect, and make Hoan Kiem Lake a brighter future!"

   Let's drive Xia Chichi away first, at least you can't fight like a fire today, and think about how to deal with it in the future.

  The sun sets.

  The government in the city is arresting the Demon Cult, and two older children outside the city are fighting.

   After playing for more than an hour, both of them stopped exhausted, lying on the hill watching the sunset and sunset, not wanting to talk.

  The Book of Chaos did not flash.

  A hearty contest is more comfortable for Zhao Changhe than being entangled in any identity and emotion. It was originally expected that there shouldn't be those messy things by the ancient sword lake. It would be great to go to the meeting thousands of miles away, meet with swords and swords, and have a hearty battle... Now the mood is mostly broken, which is a pity.

  At this moment, I can understand why Cui Yuanyong and Yue Hongling admired each other after they made an appointment to fight. When you slashed out with a knife and it was ruined, but it was skillfully resolved by the other party, you can really feel admiration in your heart at that moment.

  So I know how to deal with it next time will be more perfect. Strength is to grow in this trial after trial.

   "Xiao Han..." Zhao Changhe suddenly said, "Did you hide your ultimate move just now? I felt like my scalp went numb for a moment."

   "Not bad." Han Wubing looked at the sky: "Let it be yours, the outcome has been decided."

"Bah!" Zhao Changhe wanted to save face, but he knew that he had intentionally suppressed the power of the dragon sparrow just now and didn't abuse it. If he didn't rely on the power of the magic weapon, he might have lost, so he didn't hold on to it, and asked: "You have a killer move, why didn't you use it when you were in danger before?"

   "Because I realized this trick in the sword room when you were kissing a woman."

  Zhao Changhe: "...Women really slow down the speed of practicing."

  Han Wubing said: "If there is a need for a brothel, it will be over. The heart of a warrior should not be dragged down in such a place."

   "What if someone likes you?"

"As long as you reject it clearly, there will be no unlucky things, and I'm not interested in it, so why waste my life?" Han Wubing said: "A hero like you shouldn't bother about men and women, it always makes people feel awkward Very much."

   "Then there is still a difference in the rivers and lakes in our hearts."

   "Oh?" Han Wubing said: "Isn't it true that the sword in Wuxin's heart can remove the injustice in the world? I think you are similar..."

Zhao Changhe took out the wine gourd that he carried with him, opened it and took a big gulp comfortably: "My dream is to carry wine in the rivers and lakes with a sword, with a slender waist and a light palm. Now the first half of the sentence has been realized, although I use a knife... the second half I also feel that it doesn't suit my appearance, I don't seem to be able to do it with ease like that, I always feel awkward."

Han Wubing thought for a while, then smiled and said: "Although it doesn't suit your temperament very well, I think you seem to be on your way. But I advise you, this seems like the words of the lucky ones, if it goes on like this, Xia Chichi The sword at the waist will kill you sooner or later."

  Zhao Changhe suddenly remembered the second half of the original poem.

   "Ten years of dreaming of Yangzhou, winning the reputation of the brothel."

  Brother Xiaohan is very sharp...

   But then again, it is you who are unlucky in the brothel, and I don't like to do this kind of thing.

  So how do you define the unlucky ones?

  Han Wubing suddenly said: "The excitement is over, the time for you and me to be separated has also come, and no one around you will disturb you to nibble on women from now on."

  Zhao Changhe asked: "Where are you going?"

  Han Wubing said: "Go back to the bottom of the lake."

  Zhao Changhe: "?"

   "That is the land of swordsmen, and I plan to learn about swords in it."

"how long?"

   "I don't know when, but anyway, I can sneak back to the city to buy daily expenses, and my life will be fine."

  Zhao Changhe smacked his lips, this is very swordsman, but unfortunately, he might not be able to live a day like this.

   "Then see you again." Zhao Changhe stood up and slapped Han Wubing on the shoulder: "You may be my first friend in the world."

  Han Wubing smiled and didn't answer. If the dead friends are not counted, Zhao Changhe is actually his only friend in the world.

  Zhao Changhe didn't hesitate, put on the dragon bird on his back, and strode away: "Let's go, I hope to see you next time, you are out of the abyss."

  Han Wubing watched his back, secretly thinking that this guy is actually a bit cultured.

   I don't know if his words refer to the bottom of the lake, or the dragon diving out of the abyss.

  In fact, everyone still has a lot of things to do. Others don't know about Han Wubing and the sword hut, but in fact, there are some important backgrounds involved, and it is also very related to the last era. Zhao Changhe is more like a gathering of wind and clouds. There is no low-level thing around him, either the Cui family, the Four Elephant Sect, or the Zhenmagic Division.

   But as the only friends of each other, neither of them mentioned "do you need my help with anything", and didn't even ask about the situation, because they both felt that this was something that they had to face by themselves.

   When you solve it, you will go out of the abyss.

  Han Wubing had a very strong premonition that if he didn't die next time when he met, he would be famous all over the world.

  Back to Jianhu City, Zhao Changhe didn't even go out a street, but was stopped by the familiar brothel bustard: "Oh, my son, did you forget someone?"

  Facing the weird gazes from the streets and alleys, Zhao Changhe walked around the back door holding his head.

  The bamboo forest is still quiet, and there is no sound of the piano fluttering.

Zhao Changhe stepped onto the bamboo building familiarly. Tang Wan put on makeup at his desk and was writing something. He coughed lightly from time to time. He couldn't see the extraordinary strength that blocked the leader of Maitreya before. It can only make people feel sick and hard .

   Zhao Changhe thought of Prime Minister Zhuge for no reason... Although Tang Wanzhuang's importance to the empire is definitely not as important as Zhuge, the impression is really similar.

  Zhao Changhe stood at the door and looked at it for a while, and finally broke the silence: "Why don't you seem to care about the reputation at all, and you are not taboo at all to associate yourself with the brothel."

  Tang Wan did not raise her makeup: "Outsiders don't know, and those who know will naturally not think about it for no reason. The brothel is just a place to hide people's eyes and ears, as long as it is easy to use."

   "Why is it so easy to use? Isn't any one better than this?"

   "Because the brothel welcomes and sends, there is a lot of information, which is convenient."

   "You also read Chunqiu?"

  Tang Wanzhuang finally stopped writing: "What are you doing standing there? Come in and talk."

"I'll come back to my life, and I'll leave after I finish speaking." Zhao Changhe said: "Although the sword was still taken by Xia Chichi, the thing you were worried about about the divine sword wreaking havoc and hurting people didn't happen. Does it count as completing the task? If so." I'm leaving."

   "Do you think this task can directly offset the exercises and Dragon Bird?"

   "I know it's not a one-off deal, and there will be follow-ups, but it won't keep sending me tasks, right? To be honest, it really makes me 996, and I won't do it."

  Tang Wanzhuang didn't know what 996 was, and she didn't bother to ask, but said, "The second task is very simple, you can complete it now, as long as you nod your head."

  Zhao Changhe wondered: "What mission?"

   "I'll live in the brothel tonight, order a girl at random, and finish the task after sleeping until dawn."

  Zhao Changhe immediately knew what she was thinking, and he was not angry: "Don't force me to kiss you again."

  Tang Wanzhuang looked at him fixedly, and she also knew what it would be if this guy was hilarious at this moment.

"Forget it." Zhao Changhe turned and left: "Looking at the way you work hard at your desk, normal people have a bit of respect, so I won't say harsh words. But I don't want anyone to intervene in my emotional matters, even if I kiss you It won't work even if dad comes."

   "Three things can make the empire great again: the sword, humble ministers, and Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism."

   He said so to the Empress.

   "Isn't it a Gentleman's Defense" ~ many heroines, relaxed and humorous

  (end of this chapter)

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