Pope System of Rebirth

That night, Carrot Tou came up with a trick, and he led the exact same horse onto the street to welcome the arrival of the last master.

As for the sun pattern on the horse's hoof, it was naturally made by Ma Wen, and the technology can be said to have reached the point where the fake is real.

If the little prince Luo Hao knew that he had got a fake horse, he didn't know what his reaction would be. Of course, this is a story later. At this moment, the four of them were reunited and sat around the willow tree for a while.

It was already getting late, and the rain kept falling from the sky.

Ma Wen suggested taking a break before walking.

The tent was made into a whole piece and tied to a dry willow tree. The four of them sat under it, gathered some firewood, and lit a bonfire.

The desert is very cold at night.

Big-nosed Liu Cheng likes to drink, so he has sex with Wang Xiang. The two fight for a long time and become extremely guilty.

Qin Lang drank casually and sat by the fire, thinking about his thoughts.

"Master Qin Lang, you really have a perfect plan. Ma Weng has opened his eyes." Ma Weng completely admired this young man Qin Lang. He took a few puffs of cigarette, put down the pipe, and the wrinkles on his face relaxed.

Seems to be enjoying this moment.

Qin Lang picked up a piece of firewood and put it in the fire. The willow tree became damp and crackled when the fire burned it.

"It's just a little clever thing, nothing worth mentioning. This thing was possible thanks to everyone's help."

Ma Weng raised his eyes and looked at Liu Cheng and Wang Xiang. They were already drunk and unconscious. He stood up, came to Qin Lang's side, and asked in a low voice: "Who is the carrot head?"

Qin Lang knew that he couldn't hide it from Ma Weng, so he deliberately let it slip and said, "What? Which one?"

Ma Wen looked at him nervously. He shouldn't be like this at such an age, but Ma Wen's whole life was always full of passion no matter what.

"Sir, I can see the peculiarity of that horse, but I don't understand that it wasn't like this at first."

A hint of cunning flashed in Qin Lang's eyes, and he whispered: "You really want to know?"

"Of course." Ma Weng saw that Qin Lang was about to say it, and he even forgot to smoke the shredded tobacco he had just put into his pipe.

"I heard that you have to help me manage the horse farm and be loyal to me." Qin Lang can't forget to do business. How could he let go of this good opportunity? Ma Weng is one of the best horse masters in the barren land, and he is a professor in his hometown.

For a person of this level, if you get him to the racecourse and take care of the horses for you, you will make a lot of money.

"That's okay. As long as it's true." Ma Weng agreed without thinking.

Qin Lang looked at the short old man next to him in surprise: "Really? Why do I sound so mysterious? You are from General Hua."

Ma Wen smoothed the long beard under his chin. He squinted at the energetic maroon pony in the distance and said, "I have only dealt with them in my life, so I'm afraid I can speak very bluntly. This horse, once recognized,

Once they have fallen in love with someone, they will never look back no matter what happens to that person. They are much simpler than people. I have only one wish in my life, and I will have no regrets when I die after it is fulfilled. However, I am afraid that I won’t be able to do it even if I close my eyes.

"

"Look at what you said, old Ma Weng. You are still not old, how can you not realize it." Qin Lang comforted him. He always liked to say these words when he got older. Ma Weng's words reminded him of many past events.

"If Carrot Head is real, I'm afraid only one-fifth of this wish can come true." Ma Wen put down his pipe, no longer in the mood to smoke, and became much more excited.

Qin Lang suddenly became interested. Judging from what the old man said, the best horse in the world might be...

"There are five kinds of horses in this world. The Heavenly Flame Divine Horse of the Yanju Kingdom has fire under its hooves and can burn all things in the world. The Soul Horse of the North Ice Kingdom runs without a shadow and is unpredictable. The Gale of the Wind Plains,

As the fastest horse in the world, even the wind cannot catch up with it. The colorful horse in the Elf Forest, as the most beautiful horse in the world, runs

When it walks, a rainbow pierces the sky. It is said that it can take people to the temple. It is said that it is the mount of the beautiful goddess in the Temple of Heaven. The last one is the Pegasus. It is said that it is the only horse that can travel through space. It has long hair on its body.

With a pair of phantom wings, when it flaps, it is accompanied by heavenly joy. Even the gods cannot easily tame it. "

Qin Lang's eyes widened as he listened to Ma Weng talking about these magical objects one by one. Especially the last kind of horse, the horse with wings, can travel through space! If it really exists, then how can it be true?

Wasn't it tailor-made for him?

Once you catch one, go home...

Ma Weng's expression suddenly tightened, and he grabbed Qin Lang who was imagining. The strength in his hand was unusually strong, and he asked nervously: "Sir, please tell me quickly, whether that horse is the Tianyan Divine Horse."

Qin Lang saw an old man holding on to him, like a lover holding on to a man asking, do you love me? He couldn't laugh or cry, so he quickly said: "Yes, it is."

Ma Wen let go of his hand and sat blankly aside, the expression on his face could no longer be described in words.

He sat for a long time and smoked for a long time.

Qin Lang patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Old Ma Weng, I have decided that you will help me take care of the horse farm. I may not be able to bring back all the horses in the world one day."

"Come, let me take you to open your eyes."

On a rainy night, each of them took an umbrella.

Qin Lang said with a smile: "Carrot, show off."

The flames soared into the sky, and the fierce flames steamed up the rain.

The orange-red flames were burning, the sand and stones on the ground were burning, and the carrot proudly raised its head and screamed to the sky.

That night, Lao Ma Weng's eyes were opened.

He sighed that the horse was indeed amazing. He kept saying that he wanted to ride it and see how Qin Lang could let him ride it. How could his ordinary body endure a horse that was on fire all over its body?

If you burp your butt, no one will help you take care of the horse farm.

The old man was very happy despite not being able to ride a horse. He was very energetic all night and kept chasing Qin Lang asking questions about this and that. What kind of carrots do you usually eat, where do they come from, and what do they look like when sleeping.

It seems that I want to understand all the habits of this horse.

Of course, Qin Lang didn't know anything. If a carrot could turn into a divine horse of flames, it was a stroke of luck. Besides, the real horse of flames has blood-red fire and can fly.

The current carrot only has orange-red flames and cannot fly at all. It is at most a half-baked Sky Flame Horse. It will take who knows how many years until it grows up to look like the King of Horses.

It would be even more impossible to tell Ma Wen what happened during the storm.

What if Ma Wen heard this and ran into a big storm, and was blown to the sky and fell to death.

That would be a sin.

So Qin Lang pretended to be confused and answered the questions one by one, and then agreed to give Ma Weng the carrot to study for a week, so that he could sleep peacefully.

Ah, Darcy, my home.

The first place Qin Lang went to when he rode Carrot Head across the Desert of Death was the Daxi Tribe. After not seeing each other for many days, the entire Daxi Tribe had expanded a lot, with fewer broken tents and a village gate built.

Equipped with a guard arrow tower.

Development is not generally good.

This time only Qin Lang and Wang Xiang came back.

Ma Weng took Liu Cheng to Donglong City for business.

Thinking back to Qin Lang's emotion when he first appeared here a few months ago!

"Let's go!" He galloped closer.

The guards at the village gate saw the two of them from afar. Two soldiers wearing leather armor ran out and blocked the gate of the village: "Who are they? Tell me your name."

There was a man on the tower who was obviously a veteran of the Darxi tribe. He could tell at a glance that it was Qin Lang and shouted: "It's Lord Qin Lang. Go and call Lord Luda and Lord Luxi quickly.

The recruit who blocked their way was startled. The man who came was a legendary figure in the Darcy tribe, and he was immediately frightened and broke into a cold sweat.

Qin Lang looked at the nervous expressions of the two and said with a smile: "This kind of behavior is what is needed to guard the goal. You are very good."

With such words, the two recruits immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and led them through the door with happy faces.

Long time no see, a lot of changes have indeed taken place in the Daxi tribe.

The most intuitive thing is the layout of the residences. In the past, the refugees of the Daxi tribe lived casually, but now they have been planned. There are avenues, trails, and marching roads.

Qin Lang didn't understand this aspect. He just felt that walking in it would be much more comfortable than before. Unconsciously, the planner was very curious.

So he asked: "Brother, who planned Darcy's current layout?"

"Reporting to your lord, Sir Wang is responsible for the construction of Daxili." The guard walking on the left was smarter and answered quickly.

Qin Lang scratched his head, wondering when a Lord Wang came from the Darxi tribe.

Wang Xiang snickered from the side.

Qin Lang was even more confused, raised his hand and said: "Why are you laughing? Come on, tell me. You know this and you didn't tell me earlier."

Wang Xiang said with a look on his face: "Boss, you are not as good as me. Who else in the Daxi tribe besides me is Wang?"

"How do I know? I haven't been back for many days." Qin Lang rode his horse through a spacious place, where there was a landscape like a garden in the middle of the street.

"Mr. Wang, of course she is my sister. Boss, you wouldn't have guessed it!" Wang Xiang was so proud that he straightened up a lot.

"Tingting!" Qin Lang was startled.

Wang Xiang said: "Of course, my sister knows Feng Shui, so this kind of layout is trivial to her."

"Feng Shui, what kind of thing is this!" Qin Lang had already had a lot of questions in his mind. Wang Xiang has a monk master, which is a big deal, plus the jade pendant.

How many things did these brothers and sisters hide from themselves?

He shook his head helplessly and said with a smile: "You guys hide everything."

Wang Xiang said: "Boss, please don't get me wrong. You already know everything about us. We didn't have time to talk about it before. Moreover, Feng Shui is not very useful. It's not bad for a tribal layout."

While the two were talking and laughing.

A group of about ten people came from a distance.

The leaders were naturally Lu Da and Lu Xi, and there were Liu Wu and seven others beside them. Among these ten people, there was only one woman. The woman was very elegant and elegant. She wore a white dress that covered her graceful figure.

When she saw Qin Lang, her face was a little more happy, but her eyes were a little more resentful.

This person is none other than Wang Tingting.

Today, Wang Tingting has become the only female among Darcy officials.

From the first time he saw her, he felt that this woman was elegant and ordinary. She was so beautiful when she put on nice clothes. Qin Lang stared at Wang Tingting for a while.

The two brothers Luda and Lu Xi greeted them from afar. Ruda smiled and said: "Brother Qin Lang, you are finally back."

Qin Lang finally came to his senses, quickly got off his horse and went to meet him.

The three of them hugged each other and sighed for a long time before heading to the main camp.

Everyone got to know each other, and Qin Lang realized that he was no longer around. During these days, the Daxi tribe continued to gather small tribes from all over the country. The population has reached 10,000, and the overall strength has steadily risen from third to first.

Location. Most of the remaining unknown people are leaders of other tribes that have merged.

Everyone was happy, drinking and eating meat, and the quarrel lasted until midnight. Qin Lang was so drunk that he staggered out of the tent first.

Wang Xiang was good at drinking and became brothers with several tribal leaders.

There was one woman among the men, and she was extremely beautiful, but everyone present knew that this woman was someone close to Qin Lang. So no men bothered her. There was only a symbolic toast.

Wang Tingting had a smile on her face. She had been sitting silently next to Qin Lang. When Qin Lang stood up swaying here and there, she quickly stood up and helped him out of the tent.

There are beauties by my side.

Qin Lang bid farewell to everyone in a daze and left the tent.

The moonlight is very good tonight. The big moon hangs in the sky. It is round.

"Tingting. Do you know that the moon is sixteen round?" Qin Lang drunkenly pointed at the moon in the sky and smiled happily.

Wang Tingting nodded and said, "I know, I'm going back soon, I'm so drunk."

A sly smile suddenly flashed across Qin Lang's lips, he cleared his throat and said seriously: "Hey, I'm not drunk with this little wine or anything."

When Wang Tingting saw that he was pretending, her face turned red and she quickly let go of her hand and said angrily: "Why are you pretending to be drunk!"

"Ha, Tingting's temper has changed, she can scold me now." Qin Lang looked at the beauty under the moon and smiled softly.

"No way!" Wang Tingting looked sideways at him, with a smile on her beautiful face. She was also a smart person and could guess something: "How are you doing when you go out?"

"Ah" Qin Lang was stunned for a moment and looked at Wang Tingting in the moonlight. Wang Tingting, who had always been shy, raised her head with a red face.

She became much bolder, and she worked hard to be brave in front of Qin Lang.

"Let's go for a run." Qin Lang grabbed her hand and walked towards Moon Lake.

Wang Tingting froze for a moment, then she felt much more natural, and she felt very happy.

Ever since she caused trouble to Qin Lang, she warned herself to be smart and not cause trouble to Qin Lang again, so she mustered up the courage to talk to Luda about her talents.

For three months and six days, she worked hard every day.

Finally, the hard work seemed to be paying off.

Qin Lang ran like a child, and the two held their hands tightly together.

He turned around and asked, "Tingting, do you know that there is a kind of young man called the Wind-Chasing Boy?"

The boy wanted to run like the wind.

His heart is free, his body is free, everything is free.

Like the wind.

The moon has been following, and the lake is rippling.

Two figures kept running by the lake.

The moonlight is like water, sparkling.

The water plants by the lake are rippling gently in the gentle breeze.

Qin Lang liked this feeling very much. He relaxed at night, relaxed his nerves, and relaxed everything. He lay on the grass and looked at the day, the moon, and the sparse clouds.

"Tingting, your brother is leaving."

After a while, Qin Lang felt that it was time to say something. He stood up and looked at the man in white next to him.

Wang Tingting didn't feel surprised. She grabbed a piece of grass with her thin fingers and curled it in her hand.

"How long he will be gone, he doesn't know." Qin Lang added.

Wang Tingting is still playing the game of rolling grass.

This reminded Qin Lang of something told in a book.

When lonely men and women who have some good feelings for each other are together, they often spread a virus called embarrassment unconsciously. This virus manifests itself in three ways.

First, infinitely expanding curiosity. You begin to have a huge interest in many small things. You observe the structure of the pencil sharpener in your new friend's room, study the toughness of straws in the pub, and pay attention to the details of the advertisements on McDonald's napkins.

Second, for small mechanical movements, you really should be asked to assemble various precision small parts. You can cut potato chips into pieces, and then cut them into pieces. Tear the napkin into neat pieces.

Make small squares, bite the straw into strips of squid, and then draw circles on the glass window with your fingernails. These actions can often last for several hours.

Third, everyone cares about them. Even though they have only known each other for a short time, you have developed a strong interest and concern for his family, living habits, interests, zodiac signs, and interesting things about the second grade of elementary school. His dog just died, and your face

He immediately revealed his deep sadness and asked his sister to retake the exam. You will immediately have a relationship with her future and the environment of the cram school...

It's a pity that there are no pencil sharpeners or napkins in this place. There is no pub, no McDonald's, only a lake and a lot of grass, so this phenomenon falls on the grass.

The poor grass rolled around, and finally when Qin Lang talked about Wang Xiang for the third time, Wang Tingting stopped the "cruel" torture. She looked up, her usually clear eyes flickering.

"So, so you have to take care of me." She said to me, her whole face turned red.

Qin Lang was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the shy head of the family could say such a thing, and then he laughed and said, "Oh, Tingting is taking advantage of me."

Wang Tingting was annoyed and turned her head to look at the lake.

Qin Lang gently took her hand and asked: "Wang Xiang said Tingting knows Feng Shui and fortune telling. Can you tell me a fortune?"

Wang Tingting's face was hot, her heart was beating wildly, and her white gauze dress was swaying in the wind. She didn't break away. Instead, she sat closer and said, "I can't tell the fate of Brother Qin Lang."

"What about your brother?" What Qin Lang just said was a joke, but he didn't expect Wang Tingting to be able to do it, and his curiosity aroused.

"My brother's destiny only depends on one noble person. When the noble person reaches the lucky star, he will arrive." Wang Tingting said seriously. Feng shui fortune telling has been something she has learned since elementary school. No matter what situation she encounters, she must do it when talking about such issues.

Take it seriously.

Qin Lang held Wang Tingting's soft little hand and said with a smile: "So, your brother will do great things this time."

Wang Tingting shook her head and said: "I don't know, but my brother has already met his noble person."

"Is it me? I must be very powerful." Qin Lang said, this person has this problem and is very narcissistic.

Wang Tingting smiled: "Look at you."

"I am Qin Lang, the only great hero in the sky and underground. Humph! Tingting, how dare you say that I can't do it? See if I don't tickle you."

This guy took advantage of the opportunity.

The lakeside was filled with joy for a while.

…

Wang Xiang will definitely leave. This was decided in Luoma Town.

Let's go! There has to be a farewell party.

Yan Liu, the cook, had no choice but to hide because of the incident in Donglong City. He was very happy when Qin Lang came back and cooked a large table of dishes.

The four of them have not been together for a long time.

Sitting around a table, drinking wine and eating meat is a great pleasure.

After the farewell meal, Wang Xiang and Wang Tingting whispered for a while, and then packed their luggage and prepared to leave. Qin Lang quietly stuffed ten thousand taels of silver notes into his bag, so that he would have enough money to do things when he was away.

Luda and Luxi also heard the news and were waiting there when the four of them went out to the village gate.

Three bowls of farewell wine were finished.

Qin Lang and Tingting each rode a horse and escorted Wang Xiang out of Darxi.

The vast desert is right in front of us. I don’t know where the road to the future is. How can it be so easy to find the places I visited when I was a child? This road will definitely not be easy.

Wang Tingting couldn't help but feel sentimental, her eyes were red from crying, and she kept sending it.

It was delivered from noon until the sun was setting in the west. Wang Xiang started to curse, so Wang Tingting stopped delivering it.

Wang Tingting was silent when she went back, and Qin Lang quietly took out the jade pendant that Wang Xiang gave to her. What is Wang Tingting's life experience, Wang Xiang didn't say it exactly, and I'm afraid it's not very clear.

If the jade pendant falls into your hands, you have to find out.

"Tingting, oh, stop crying. My eyes are swollen from crying and I'm so ugly." Qin Lang made a grimace and urged Carrot to approach Wang Tingting.

Wang Tingting said nothing and kept looking back at the direction where her brother was leaving.

It happens to anyone who has lost someone they have relied on since childhood.

Qin Lang patted the carrot gently. The carrot was now a divine horse, extremely smart. He quietly released the unique aura of the concealed Tianyan divine horse.

"Neigh!" Wang Tingting's horse neighed in fright and crawled on the ground without daring to move. This frightened Wang Tingting.

"What's wrong, what happened to my horse?"

Naturally, Qin Lang wouldn't say it was his fault, and said in surprise: "Oh, what's going on? Why don't you leave?"

No matter what method Wang Tingting used, the horse remained silent and its eyes were lowered, as if it was worshiping something.

"What should I do?" she asked while wiping her tears.

"Come ride with me." Qin Lang patted his maroon pony and said helplessly: "Your horse may be sick. Hey!"

Wang Tingting said: "Your horse is so thin, what should you do if it gets crushed?"

Qin Lang raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Hey, Tingting has such a good figure, how much weight can she weigh? This horse can bear it."

"Really?" Wang Tingting asked doubtfully.

Qin Lang patted his horse and said, "Don't worry, Carrot. Keep shouting and let your mistress listen."

The carrots raised their hooves and hissed loudly, the sound shook the whole country.

You don’t have to work hard to pick up girls for your master, the harder you work, the better.

Qin Lang was very satisfied with its performance and patted the horse's neck to express comfort. Wang Tingting covered her ears and her big eyes flickered. She really couldn't understand how a horse the size of a donkey could make such a powerful sound.

"Come! Brother, take you back." Qin Lang got off the horse and reached out, patting the horse's back solemnly.

Wang Tingting led him onto the pirate ship, no! It should be the pirate horse. After he sat firmly, Qin Lang turned over and held her in his arms, and the two of them rode forward on the same horse.

The horse that was crawling on the ground stood up and followed Carrot from a distance.

That grievance, that injustice!

Qin Lang whistled and smelled the natural fragrance of Wang Tingting's body. He felt unusually comfortable. After walking for a while, Wang Tingting realized that he had been fooled, and his own horse followed closely behind.

He twisted Qin Lang's arm hard.

Qin Lang cried out in pain.

The sun sets over the desert! The hazy night replaces the day.

Life is beautiful, love has just begun.

The so-called love affair is unknown. Qin Lang and Wang Tingting held hands and hugged occasionally. The five days passed in a blink of an eye. Ma Weng also came to the Daxi tribe during these five days to help manage the horse farm. The barren land is the most powerful.

The wise man is sitting in charge. The days to come will definitely be tough.

The day to enter the city has come again.

It took almost fifteen days to go to Luoma Town.

After resting in the Daxi tribe for another five days, it took almost three days to gather the people to go to Luoma Town. So there were less than seven days left before the city lord returned.

Wang Tingting became a female official in the Daxi tribe, so Qin Lang stopped taking her to Donglong City. After all, it was a peaceful place on the surface, but secretly it was a dangerous place.

Danger.

Without Wang Xiang by my side, I feel a little uncomfortable.

That big-nosed Liu Cheng was able to follow him, but unfortunately he had a subordinate department, so he had to be transferred to help when he found an opportunity. Qin Lang was riding a carrot, walking in the desert with his head shaking.

Practice always makes perfect.

Now his riding skills are much better, at least he can doze off on horseback.

The carrot walked very steadily and very quickly.

Darcy set out early in the morning and arrived outside the north gate at sunset.

Qin Lang woke up and looked at the tall city with squinted eyes. He had many thoughts in his mind. He sighed, joined his hands, dismounted and walked slowly towards the city, as an apology to the city.

The sun in the west is still working hard to radiate its own light and heat.

A city, depressed and heavy.

A certain man walked in, and there was a flame, a flame that could burn away all pedantry and injustice.

The first thing he did when he came to Donglong City was to go home, to the home arranged by the so-called General Hua. Xiaohong and Yanyan were entangled for a while, which made Qin Lang inexplicably embarrassed. Fortunately, General Hua's bodyguard invited him to come.

Washington.

Only then was he able to escape.

Follow the guards and walk through Honghua Street to General Huada's Mansion in the south of the city.

The General's Mansion is magnificently built, with a stone lion and tiger gate at the entrance. The two vermilion doors are made of unknown wood and look unusually strong and thick. There is a large gold-lacquered plaque on the door.

This is Qin Lang's first visit to the General's Mansion.

I can't help but admire that the general's palace in Donglong City is so well built. If it were a superpower or something, it would not be as good as a heavenly palace.

After entering the door, walked through the entrance of the hall, walked all the way inside, passed through the hall and corridors, and in a short time arrived in a unique garden. There were various plants and flowers with unknown names planted in the garden. Hua Xiong sat in the hall, and Warwick

Playing with the birds.

When Qin Lang saw the general's presence, he quickly walked across the verandah and entered the pavilion.

"General, the boy is back." He saluted with a smile on his face and called himself "boy."

Hua Xiong laughed loudly and told him to sit down. Soon the servants came up with a fruit plate and candied fruits.

Hua Wei was still walking around and blowing his whistle. Hua Xiong shouted to him: "I just know how to play with that bad bird. Go practice martial arts and learn more from Qin Lang."

Warwick put down the birdcage and said, "Don't you just want me to leave? Dad, just say it. I've been bored at home these days." After saying that, he left the yard with the birdcage, and Huaxiong shook his head and sighed in anger.

more than.

Qin Lang smiled and said: "Young Master is young and has his own temper. General, you don't need to take it to heart."

Hua Xiong said: "If my child is half as capable as Qin Lang, I will be satisfied." He poured Qin Lang a glass of wine.

"I heard about you. Is it true?"

Naturally, what he asked was about defeating the three great masters of Yanju Kingdom.

Qin Lang took a sip and said, "The general has heard about it. I don't need to explain any more."

Hua Xiong was stunned for a moment, then refilled Qin Lang's drink and said, "None of the three masters of Yanju Kingdom are your opponents?" He seemed to be a little unconvinced.

Qin Lang was slightly surprised and didn't know what Hua Xiong was thinking, so he asked: "Why does the general have such doubts?"

Hua Xiong smiled and said: "Brother Qin Lang, don't get me wrong. It's just that the three masters of Yanju Kingdom have been famous for a long time and have no opponents in the barren land."

Qin Lang changed his expression slightly and said, "General, are you doubting the truth of the matter?"

"No, that's not the case. Put it this way, brother Qin Lang, you are really a great help to me." Hua Xiong added a glass of wine to himself and thought for a while. He decided not to say what he wanted to say for the time being.

Qin Lang felt that Hua Xiong was a little strange today. He called him brother. He secretly guessed that he must have something on his mind, but he didn't say it, so he couldn't try to ask. So he changed the subject and asked: "General, I have something on my mind.

If you don't know something, you should ask or not."

"Say, it's okay to just say whatever you want." Hua Xiong put down his cup and winked at the servant beside him.

As soon as the servants left, there were only two people left in the whole yard.

"I've always been curious about what kind of person the city lord is!" Qin Lang carefully controlled his tone.

Hua Xiong whispered: "You can ask this in front of me, but don't ask in front of others. The city lord is a scholar, a scholar from the south."

"Scholar?" Qin Lang frowned. This term was difficult to define: "So, the city lord doesn't know martial arts?" He tried to use his own understanding to ask.

Hua Xiong nodded: "Yes, the city lord doesn't know martial arts, but he has some connections with Nanmian."

"To the south, where is that place? Isn't there a sea to the south?" Qin Lang looked shocked. He was afraid that he would know something that outsiders didn't know.

Hua Xiong picked up a few peanuts and threw them into his mouth and said, "You just need to remember that the city lord has something to do with the south."

"Thank you, sir." Qin Lang looked grateful and said, "Could it be that the city lord has been going to the south these days?"

"The city lord is a scholar and does not know martial arts. He may encounter dangers on the road, so he asked my senior brother to go with him." Hua Xiong mentioned his senior brother and was very proud, as if Donglong City would cease to exist without the Hua family.

generally.

Qin Lang quickly picked up the wine pot. This time, he was the one to refill Hua Xiong's wine. The positions were changed, and what they were thinking also changed: "The conditions mentioned by the general have been fulfilled one by one. After the city lord returns,

I hope the general can help me more and take Darcy's matter to heart."

Hua Xiong raised his head and drank the wine poured by Qin Lang, and laughed and said: "Don't worry, I have heard about Darcy recently. It is developing well. If it continues like this, it will be a matter of time to gather all the refugees. And there is no sweat."

A bloody horse? Once I tell you what happened in Yanju Kingdom, the city lord cherishes his talents and is willing to let Darcy go, but he won’t let you go."

Qin Lang also laughed and said: "The general said this, I feel relieved. Come on, have another drink." He continued to add wine, but Hua Xiong suddenly stretched out his hand to block the cup and whispered: "If you want to drink,

Let's go to Chun Chun Lou to drink. It's so boring for two grown men to drink. Only romantic people are worthy of being heroes."

"The general is so powerful, I can't imagine such a thing."

The two men laughed evilly, got up, and went to Chun Chun Tower to enjoy the romance.

After thirty years of drinking, General Hua went to find a lover. Qin Lang left Chunchun Tower and planned to walk outside. He went downstairs and went out, but met another general's servant at the door.

General Mingqi invites you.

What's the matter? The servant didn't say anything, but just led him all the way. This wasn't the first time he went to General Mingqi's house. The last time he went there was because of the affairs of the Beidao tribe, and he even borrowed a person, a woman.

Thinking about it now, Qin Lang thought that he should meet this powerful woman and say thank you, but he never had the chance. Maybe he could see her this time when he went to General Mingqi's Mansion.

General Mingqi's Mansion is much simpler than General Huada's Mansion. It has three courtyards put together, and there are two short stone lions at the door. It looks like the courtyard of a wealthy man's home.

The night is already dark.

General Mingqi's family was not prosperous, his wife died early, and apart from the servant, there were only his father and son in the family. Qin Lang followed the servant into the backyard and walked to the outside of a lighted house.

The door is open.

Qin Lang walked in. There was a desk and a bookshelf in the back room on the left side of the room. An oil lamp was lit on the desk. General Mingqi was pacing in front of the desk with a book of war in his hand, as if he was worried.

Sensing Qin Lang's arrival, he quickly went to greet him.

"Oh, brother Qin Lang, I need to ask you a favor." General Mingqi was impatient. When he saw Qin Lang crossing the threshold, he pulled him to sit at the table to talk.

"General Ming Qi, what's the matter with you calling me in such a hurry in the middle of the night?" Qin Lang was a little hasty and poured himself a cup of tea to drink. He was very dissatisfied with Ming Qi calling him in the middle of the night.

I originally planned to sit quietly in the pavilion where I met the blue-eyed man. But now all my plans have been interrupted.

"What can you do? You just hide in the Chunchun Tower every day and have fun. I have something important to say when I call you here today." General Mingqi put down his military book, moved his position next to Qin Lang, and seemed to say next.

things are really important.

Qin Lang looked at his anxious look and said slowly, "Oh, General. I've only been in Donglong for a few days. Do you need me for anything?"

Rubbing his hands, it seemed that it was really difficult to talk about this matter. General Mingqi stood up again and walked around the room twice before saying: "This matter is not big or small. It's just a matter of getting it done...

…”

He continued to drink tea slowly. The taste of the wine diluted the taste of the tea in his mouth. Qin Lang narrowed his eyes slightly and burped, and said: "General, what's the matter? I'm dizzy from spinning around like this."

"Take my son to the Darcy tribe."

Pfft, when Qin Lang, who was continuing to drink tea, heard this sentence, all the tea in his mouth spurted out, and he looked at Ming Qi in surprise: "Sir General, Donglong's number one general, what kind of idea do you have?"

Sending the general disciples to the refugee tribe is not about lowering one's status, so what is it?

"This is not an idea, but a trend, the trend of things." General Mingqi stared at Qin Lang without any hesitation. He wanted to take this matter seriously.

Putting down the tea cup, his face gradually returned to normal. Qin Lang took a breath and a glimmer of light flashed in his dark eyes: "General, why did you say this? Going to the Darxi tribe is not a wise decision for you."

Smiling lightly, Qin Lang could see such a smile on the bearded Mingqi's face for the first time. It contained helplessness and speculation: "I know what you are planning."

This sentence was like a bolt from the blue.

The thoughts in his heart were spied on. Qin Lang should have drawn out his sword and chopped him down, but Qin Lang didn't do it. He raised the tea cup, opened the lid, thought for a while, put the tea back on the table, and stood

Got up.

"I drank a total of three sips of the general's tea. I will repay him one by one in the future."

The meaning of this sentence is obvious, he does not want General Mingqi to participate in this matter.

Surprised, General Mingqi looked at Qin Lang in surprise: "This matter should be a good thing for you, why don't you agree?"

"Do you know what I think?" Qin Lang stared at Mingqi from a overlooking angle, staring at this battle-experienced general. Under the gentle smile on his handsome face was a kind of oppression that made people unable to breathe.

.

Only then did Mingqi completely confirm what he was thinking. This young man was so powerful. His decision must be right.

"Good birds choose good trees to roost in, how do you know my plans." He refused to give in, and he and Ming Xi were the only ones left in the family. Now everything he does is for one thing, Ming Xi has a good one.

future.

"Ha...hahaha..." Qin Lang smiled, his delicate eyebrows spread out, his round dimples were exposed, and he smiled and walked out the door.

He didn't appreciate the behavior that determined his son's future. He didn't appreciate it very much. Even if General Mingqi really knew what he was going to do, he wouldn't agree to it.

Why should fate be decided by others?

But there was a person blocking him at the door, a beautiful woman in a red gauze skirt.

The eyebrows are as curved as the mysterious moon, the eyes are like autumn water and there is a charm in the melting light, and the lips are like red dates, tightly pursed, and when paired with the extremely beautiful curved eyebrows, they add a sense of anger.

The slender figure is wrapped in a long gown, with uneven shapes. The skin of the hand stretched out from the cuff is tight and delicate, but against the backdrop of the blade sandwiched between the index finger and thumb, it can't help but chill people's hearts. There is nothing else.

thoughts.

"My lord, please stay a little longer."

Looking her up and down, Qin Lang smiled and said, "Can you stop me?"

The woman said: "I know I can't stop it, but I might as well give it a try."

"Wu Niang, let him go." Ming Qi in the inner room gave the order.

Wu Niang did not take back the lancet in her hand, but said, "My lord owes me a favor."

"It turns out it's you." Qin Lang was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the woman he had always wanted to meet was right in front of him. The woman who was rumored to have fascinated the North Road Luo family overnight.

Such women are often very powerful, and it seems quite unusual today.

"Qin Lang naturally owes his sister a favor regarding the North Road matter."

With her lotus arms slightly bent, Wu Niang put away the lancet: "Since you know you owe me, you have to pay it back."

"How to pay it back? Sister, tell me a way."

"You agree to what the general said." Wu Niang was very direct, without the slightest doubt in her eyes.

"Do you know what it is?" Qin Lang sighed. If this woman proposed it, he seemed to have no choice but to agree.

"I don't know! But the slave family is only willing to help him accomplish the general's affairs."

Wu Niang's answer surprised Qin Lang. This woman is really amazing.

"Wuniang, please retreat quickly." General Mingqi ordered,

Wu Niang chuckled: "At this moment, Wu Niang is deaf in front of the general. I hope the general will forgive me." (To be continued...)