against fate

The disciples are still their own people.He raised the knife higher, and warned loudly: "Don't move! Stand obediently!"

"Master..." There was fear in Luo Yun's eyes, and there was a ray of light, as if she was still longing for something, looking forward to a miracle, "Master, you love Ah Yun the most, don't you? Master, I am from the Medical Valley , I can save you! Master, wait a moment, I have learned your true biography, I can definitely save you, I can definitely save you."

The old genius doctor almost trembled a little. One second he was a strong and strong genius doctor, but the next second he turned into a sad old man.His clothes couldn't cover up the large swath of blood at all, and the terrible red stuck to Luo Yun's hands.He shook his head, his snow-white beard was fluttering in the wind, his lips were trembling and he couldn't speak, and it took a long time before he concocted a complete sentence.

"Don't... save me." He coughed, but coughed up more blood.

"Master, don't talk nonsense, I will save you, I will definitely bring you back to life!"

The old genius doctor's hand tremblingly climbed onto Luo Yun's cheek, but he withdrew his hand as if he was afraid of staining something.The rough old hand was hanging on the ground, and he took a deep breath, "Ah Yun, I can't look at you anymore as a teacher, you have to protect yourself well, cough cough, so...so alive."

"No, Master!" Luo Yun was almost hysterical.

"You look a lot like her, a lot like my... daughter." The old genius doctor's breathing stagnated, and then stopped forever.

"Master!"

On a snowy night, Luo Zichuan sent away an old friend.Although he didn't have a good impression of this old genius doctor, at least he saved his life.

The parting of life and death is just human nature, which cannot be kept or brought back.

Luo Zichuan couldn't remember how he ended it, his memory was disordered and intertwined and complicated.In short, it was the disciples of Fengyue Tower who withdrew in the end.

Luo Yun's eyes were completely blinded. Although she faced hardships in the past, but did not compromise with her fate, she finally couldn't take it anymore and fell seriously ill.

It's cold in winter, and girls wear thin clothes. It's normal to get sick and have a fever.It's just that the illness lasted for a long time, which slowed down the marching speed.

First, they set fire to the army tents. They were afraid that they would not die in one fire and there would still be survivors, so they only lit some small fires to exaggerate the tense atmosphere, forcing the sleeping people to wake up quickly and flee in panic.Then, they lay in ambush near the military tent, relying on human survival instincts to catch them off guard.They are really good tricks.

"Brother! From now on, you will be the leader of this army! We younger brothers are all at your command!"

Luo Zichuan turned sideways and saw many people kneeling on the ground, looking at him pleadingly.But he shook his head, "I didn't do anything, you don't have to!"

"Brother, you don't have to be humble. Please bear with me when I disrespected you before. We will rely on you in the future!"

"I……"

"You killed several enemy soldiers by yourself and frightened the group of women into chaos. Brother, you are too powerful!"

Luo Zichuan was startled, did he lose control that snowy night?

His eyelids drooped slightly, and he uttered an unpredictable sentence: "They are no longer the ones who used to fight the strong and help the weak, and have clear grievances and grievances, so why should I indulge them?"

70. Preparation

◎Closer to vermilion is red, and close to ink is black. ◎

It was normal for the old genius doctor to be buried in the wilderness. After all, there were not so many beautiful scenery to be seen during the march, and there were no geomantic treasures for burial.

On the day he was buried, Luo Yun came.

The coming and going of the serious illness made Luo Yun even more emaciated, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that she was the naked sick child.The weather was cold, and someone had pieced together a coarse cloth coat for her. Although it kept warm, it didn't fit very well, especially at the shoulders, which were unnaturally wider than her shoulders.

"You come to see him, he will be very happy." Luo Zichuan said to Luo Yun lightly.

It's not easy for him to say much, excessive wordiness will cause Luo Yun's discomfort.Surrounded by a circle of court soldiers, in just a few days, most of these people have been lost. Maybe this is a good thing-the person who got in the way died, and now he has become the "boss" of this group of people.But he couldn't be happier.

"Is he never coming back again?" Luo Yun's dry lips moved slightly, "Just like Dad, Mom, and brother."

Luo Zichuan nodded slightly. He deeply understood that whether it was Luo Yizhi, Li Fuhua, Luo Yi, or the old genius doctor, they were all passers-by in Luo Yun's life and could not be kept.In fact, no one can spend a lifetime with anyone.

"Then..." Luo Yun said slowly, "Can we come back often? I remember the location of the tombstones of my parents and brother, but how can we find the location of the master's burial in this barren mountain? "

"I'll help you remember," Luo Zichuan said, "When everything is over, I'll come back with you to take a look. Then, let's pay homage to Master and Mistress."

"Brother, in this world, you are the only relative I have left. I beg you, can we all live well?"

Luo Zichuan patted her on the shoulder and said, "We will all live well."

Luo Zichuan knew that this road was doomed to be difficult.But now, something invisible seems to be pressing on his shoulders, forcing him to move on.If Lin Suiyan was among the two generals behind the Fifth Prince, and the old genius doctor was really killed by the disciples of Fengyuelou sent by Lin Suiyan, then Luo Zichuan must tell him: "You are wrong!"

But now, how can he be qualified to meet Lin Suiyan?Only by constantly honing the soldiers behind him and himself to become strong enough can he be qualified to stand shoulder to shoulder with Lin Suiyan.

Luo Zichuan seemed to be muttering to himself, and also seemed to say to Luo Yun: "I will definitely do my best."

Winter is the hardest season. This year's winter seems to take up the time of autumn and last longer.Therefore, when spring comes and everything is in full bloom, people will always feel joy from the bottom of their hearts.However, can the outbreak of war outside the pass and the rebellion within the dynasty really stop with the passage of time?

Fresh grass sprouted on the land in spring, adding the first touch of vitality from spring to the desolate land.

A young man in plain clothes, with a sharp sword in his hand, flies across the open land.The sword in his hand was as fast as lightning, and the blade was white. During his sword dance, it continuously burst out with dazzling cold light.

The young man paused, and a young girl approached him.Her hair was in a neat bun, and a long ponytail hung straight behind her back. When she advanced and retreated, the ponytail swayed slightly with the trembling of the girl's figure.

The blades collided with a crisp sound.With a flick of his wrist, the boy blocked the long sword from the girl.The boy's wrist suddenly exerted force, the wind of the sword flickered, and the unique cold light of the sword flickered, shaking the woman's hand holding the sword slightly numb.The girl bent down, and by gathering her strength again at this moment, the blade swept away, brushing against the boy's neck.

The boy dodged sideways, the blade in his hand pressed against the opponent's blade.With a shake of the palm, the side palm turned into a sharp wind and flew away.The girl raised the hilt of her sword and slashed it down again.The boy's palm stopped, and the wind of the palm was offset by the gust of sword wind!

The sword in the girl's hand continued to swing down, and the boy bent his waist and put his left foot against the blade, really in a "golden rooster independence" posture.

Suddenly, the boy mustered all his strength, kicked away the long sword in the girl's hand, and flipped on the spot.The sword in his hand pressed against the collar of the girl's clothes, and there was a smile in his words: "You lost."

"That's not it!" The woman said unwillingly, "You know that I still can't crack your trick just now."

The corner of the young man's mouth curled up, "If you really went to battle to kill the enemy, why would the enemy give in to you just because you are a girl and don't have deep knowledge in martial arts?"

Luo Yun was a little unconvinced, and finally pouted her lips in frustration, and said resignedly, "Yes, it's all my brother who taught me well. Hey, brother, you don't even know how to let me go."

"Okay, you were born in the Valley of Medicine, and you have never practiced martial arts since you were a child. It is not easy to be able to reach the current situation. If you use this skill to fight the enemy, at least you can knock down a few. However, Since the rebellion of the Fifth Prince, there have been countless people who have been sent by the Holy One to recruit troops from various places to consume the power of the Fifth Prince, or who have taken the opportunity to create a team to stir up trouble. As one of them, the Fifth Prince and the others probably did not If we take us seriously, if we really fight against the thousands of troops under their banner, I am afraid it will be no match." Luo Zichuan said.

"How could it be, brother, we are so powerful, and beat back so many shrimp soldiers and crab generals sent by the fifth prince. If they don't show up in person, they are afraid of death!"

"Okay," Luo Zichuan said with a smile, "you always say these whimsical and childish things, you are seventeen, and you haven't grown up yet?"

Luo Yun nodded: "Okay."

The smile on Luo Zichuan's face restrained a bit, and he said seriously: "Ah Yun, what I asked you to inquire about—"

"There are some results," Luo Yun replied, "Only a few people in our team use weapons that are officially used by the imperial court to fight, and more people have been using more common weapons, and the price and quality are much lower than those of the Fifth Prince's army. Regardless of the origin and material of these swords and swords, they have been worn out during battles. Now many brothers have no weapons to use, and even use fists when defending against the enemy. With such cheap goods, it is really..." Luo Yun said worriedly.

"We have to find a way." Luo Zichuan rubbed his brows, "The fifth prince and his two generals are not complacent, and they will not let an army like ours continue to develop and grow. They are silent, I'm afraid that a bigger conspiracy is brewing."

"Are they really that difficult to deal with?"

Luo Zichuan sighed, "It's like this in war, attack power first, and then attack the heart."

"If you want to build weapons as soon as possible, and be prepared for any danger, you have to get out of this barren mountain. But where there are people, there may not necessarily be people who forge iron and swords."

"In today's war-torn era, weapons are scarce, and those who forge iron and swords must make a lot of money. I'm not afraid of that, but I'm afraid that someone will stand in front of us and destroy all sources of iron." Luo Zichuan clenched his hands slowly, Clenched into fists, "This matter should be done as soon as possible. If I can think of it, they will definitely think of it. If they really buy out the sword, then we are no different from birds with broken wings? Ah Yun, I You need to bring a team—ten people are enough, hurry out of this wilderness. You are stationed here, and I will join you when I come back.”

"This won't work," Luo Yun said, "You are now the backbone of the entire team, nothing can happen. My brothers and I will follow you together."

"No, bringing many people along will cause the fifth prince's vigilance instead. Three days, no, five days, I will definitely come back in five days, don't worry."

Luo Yun reluctantly nodded and asked, "Want to leave?"

"Well, we will leave tomorrow." Luo Zichuan replied.

It was getting dark gradually, outside the hastily built military tent, Luo Yun was giving a lecture to a group of people.

After experiencing life and death, natural disasters and man-made disasters, and other people joining in the middle, although the number of this army is not as large as the old, weak, sick and disabled recruited by the original court people, it is three or four times more elite than before.

"Tomorrow, ten of you will follow my brother down the mountain to buy weapons, and you must protect my brother's safety, do you hear me?"

"Yes!" Ten people said in unison.

"Okay, keep your spirits up, go back and rest."

As they retreated, Luo Yun walked into Luo Zichuan's military tent.

"Brother!" Luo Yun called out.

Luo Zichuan raised his head and glanced at Luo Yun, "Ah Yun, just to be on the safe side, I won't be able to see people with my real face tomorrow. You come to help me as a staff officer, how should I dress?"

"Hey, brother, even though you are a young man now, since the serious injury, you have been depleted of energy and blood, and you have not recovered, and your face is even more haggard, just like a girl. Why don't you feel wronged, wear a suit Skirt, shall I put on makeup for you again?" Luo Yun smiled wickedly.

"You..." Luo Zichuan stared at Luo Yun, and said in disbelief, "You asked me to dress up as a girl and go buy weapons?"

Luo Yun curled her lips, "Then brother, tell me, what should I do?"

"That won't work, I have to think of another trick." Luo Zichuan denied.

"I knew brother Jingui, I prepared it for you a long time ago." Luo Yun mysteriously took out a mask from behind and shook it twice in front of Luo Zichuan, "Here, this mask can cover your face .”

Luo Zichuan stared at the mask for a while, remembering something, with a complicated expression on his face.After a long time, he said, "This won't do, what about the exposed eyes and the lower half of the face?"

Luo Yun was a little puzzled, tilted her head in surprise, and said, "Brother, you must be too afraid of death."

Luo Zichuan corrected: "This is called being cautious. Didn't you say that I am the backbone of the current team? If I die, who will lead this team? My innocent sister?" Luo Zichuan paused Suddenly, he said with some doubts, "Ah Yun, when you were in Yunchuan Valley, you were an honest and good girl, how did I find out that your nature is so out of the ordinary——Senior Brother and Brother Is there such a big difference in treatment?"

Luo Yun nodded, and said after deliberation: "If you are close to vermilion, you will be red, if you are close to ink, you will be black."

71. Reunion

◎Or, you have no brains at all. ◎

"Brother... You are too exaggerated." Early the next morning, when Luo Yun was about to send Luo Zichuan off, she saw him dressed like a beggar with a bad brain.

"What do you know?" Luo Zichuan's voice was blocked by the black cloth covering the lower half of his face, and he couldn't speak clearly. He lifted the cloth, revealing a thin chin and red lips. Through the mask, Luo Zichuan glanced at Luo Yun, "The fifth prince can't be fooled easily, and everyone here knows disguise, so we can only cover it more closely."

Luo Yun nodded with a suppressed smile, "Brother, don't forget to buy more dry food when the time comes, we will soon run out of food."

"What about the money?" Luo Zichuan asked, "Do you think those who forge iron and swords won't raise their prices on the floor? What to buy, so that you can live by it."

"My brother has a good face..." Luo Yun said.

"Get out," Luo Zichuan rolled his eyes, and ordered the ten people behind him, "Go!"

The spring is full of spring, and the snow and ice are overwhelming. In a blink of an eye, it has turned into a land with lush green grass, which is soft and soft under the feet.

What Luo Yun said was not unreasonable. After several battles and long journeys, money, manpower, and supplies were all facing severe scarcity.Now the place he is going to is relatively less war-torn, and people live a better life, so the price will definitely increase.He doesn't have much money in his hand, so he can't steal it, can he? "

Luo Zichuan rubbed the center of his brows, feeling very headache.

Could it be that he really had to rely on his face to beg for money.

He thought about it for a long time yesterday, and he always thought it was not safe to wear only a mask that could cover half of his face, so he decided to go all out. For safety's sake, he covered the exposed lower half of his face with a layer of black cloth.In this way, it can be regarded as "prepared and safe".

He looked back and said: "Everyone, hurry up, we must not let the fifth prince's people rush to buy food and weapons before us!"

Everyone responded one after another.Luo Zichuan tidied up the mask and black cloth on his face, looked far away, and seemed to see the noisy urban area outside the wasteland.

"Forget it, if something really happens at that time, just adjust accordingly." Luo Zichuan comforted himself.

The sun is soft, shining on the suburbs full of spring, the fields in spring, and the downtown area full of people.

A carriage arrived slowly, with gorgeous decoration and high price. It seemed that the owner sitting in the carriage should be a wealthy family.

A corner of the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a young boy poked his head out and looked around the environment.

"This is such a good place." He couldn't help but sigh secretly.

"That must be done," the coachman was an old man, and he took the words naturally, "The smoke of the war has not yet reached our place, don't look at other places that have been destroyed, this place is still a paradise!"

The young man tilted his head and asked humbly: "Excuse me, do you know where there is a place that sells dry food and ironware?"

The coachman glanced at him, "What? Young man, are you going to fight or flee?"

"Go..." The young man's voice was intercepted by another voice, which said: "It has a magical effect, your Excellency said it is." A purse flew straight out and fell on the edge of the wood outside the curtain.

The old man picked up the money bag with a smile on his face, squinted his eyes, and said respectfully: "Why are you so polite. The nearest grain store needs to go straight ahead, and the second entrance is to the right; as for the blacksmithing place?" , there are quite a few around here, let me think about it.”

"Think about it slowly," the voice said, "Oh right, I forgot to tell you, what we want is not just one store, we want the locations of all the food and weapon stores here, and we can't miss any of them."

"This..." The coachman was a little embarrassed.

"I forgot to remind you, since I can throw out a bag full of money, I can also throw sharp things on your neck, such as knives, swords, and daggers." A strange reverie, "If you don't believe me, you can try it." A dart pierced through the curtain and flew out by the coachman's ear.

A pile of cold sweat was already breaking out on the coachman's back.

The carriage stopped, and two people slowly walked out of the carriage, so the coachman had no time to see who the person who threw things was.Unexpectedly, he was stopped by the boy.

"The money is paid, so don't worry about it. Do you know how you will be punished if you see something you shouldn't see?" A voice behind the young man said leisurely.

Leaving the coachman where he was, the two walked forward on the land.

"My lord, why bother? The Fifth Prince sent the two of us out to buy weapons and food. What if we offend someone we shouldn't?"

"Provoke someone who shouldn't be provoked..." The man repeated the boy's words, "In this case, if you get out early, wouldn't it be more likely to save your life?"

The boy pursed his lips and fell silent.He turned his head and looked at the person behind him. It was a young man dressed in black, with jet-black long hair draped lazily on his shoulders, and his pupils were unwavering. He seemed to be a wooden man without emotion.I don't know if it's because he used the disguise technique, but those peach blossom eyes don't quite match that face.

"My lord, this fake face of yours is so good, it's really a bit..."

Before the words were finished, the young master's eye knife flew over, and during that time, it seemed that there was a murderous intent hidden.

The boy shivered in fright, yes, no one can control him no matter in the barracks or in this downtown area.Before, he could sit down and have a peaceful chat with another general in the barracks.Now, that General Lu was assigned by the fifth prince to fight, his temper suddenly became even weirder, and even the fifth prince dared not provoke him.Come to think of it, during the years he lived, no one could cure him except his parents.

Even though this mask can cover up his appearance, it cannot change his character.The pride engraved in his bones is definitely not something that can be easily covered by a fake face.

"Boss, where should we go?" Luo Zichuan and his subordinates arrived in a hurry the next morning.

Without the funds to buy a horse, and unable to rent a carriage, Luo Zichuan and those ten people traveled long distances step by step.Thinking that he would have to go back the same way when the time came, Luo Zichuan's heart suddenly stopped.

"We were on a night trip yesterday, and we were exhausted all day. This is a little money. You guys squeeze in and work together at an inn. I'll figure out what to do with the rest," Luo Zichuan said.

"How can this be done?" One of them said, "There is not much money in the first place, how can we spend it freely? Besides, we have to protect your safety at all times. Besides, what if you get separated? Woolen cloth?"

"Yes!" Someone responded one after another.

"It's okay, nothing will happen to me." Seeing that they still had no intention of leaving, Luo Zichuan said, "Oh! I'm going to hang out, not fight, nothing will happen, don't worry. Youshi, gather here."

After finishing speaking, Luo Zichuan took out a man's saber casually, weighed it in his hand, and said with a smile, "Lend me for it, thank you."

He raised his hair, held the sword, and walked away lightly under the attention of everyone.

Luo Zichuan was afraid of death, so he didn't want those ten people to leave his side.But what he will do is to make money by playing swords!If you really make money, then everyone is happy.If he didn't make any money, but instead wasted a day's work and didn't make any money, if his subordinates saw this situation, how would he establish his prestige in the army in the future?

He wants his life, and even more face!

Luo Zichuan scratched his hair in some embarrassment, and suddenly cheered up, "Forget it, it doesn't matter if he can earn it!"

He took out the short sword in his hand, but without saying a word, he directly placed a bowl on the ground, and then began to dance the sword.

The short sword flew back and forth in Luo Zichuan's hands like a whirlwind.Luo Zichuan was slender, and sometimes stood tall and straight; sometimes swayed slightly; sometimes stared intently at the flying sword shadow;

"Good! That's great!" Gradually, there were many onlookers around.

With a wave of the dagger, he watched many old and young women and children appreciatively watching the swordplay performance, and he couldn't help but feel melancholy, "I don't know if he can live in this quiet and peaceful scene again in his life." See it in my hometown.

"Take off the things on your face." Suddenly, such a sentence came out of the harmonious crowd.

Luo Zichuan's sword-wielding hand stopped, his body stiffened a bit, and he wanted to pretend to be deaf and dumb and continue performing.

A gust of wind swept away the black cloth that Luo Zichuan covered his face, exposing Luo Zichuan's chin.

The booing person said: "Did his face get burned? Or was he beaten by someone? Did he leave a scar? I advise everyone, it's better not to watch his performance. Such a person may be a prisoner."

"No, you can't really be a prisoner, right? Then I'd better leave—a person who dare not show his face must be a bad thing." Immediately someone sang and said, and as soon as the voice fell, that person was really He pretended to leave.

The crowd seemed to be infected by this discordant voice. Just now, some chattering discussions and whispers rushed into Luo Zichuan's ears. Some people were even infected and yelled at Luo Zichuan. : "Take off the things on your face, and I can't kill you. Could it be that you really didn't dare because you were poked in your heart?"

Luo Zichuan's face was blue and purple, but in the eyes of others, they would never see it.Because one person's malicious shouts also drove everyone to raise their arms and shout.Because there was only one person at the beginning, all the voices of encouragement suddenly turned into voices of questioning, negation, and sarcasm.This is human nature. Throughout the ages, no matter whether it is a big country or a small country, a big city or a small city, just because of one person, only one person, his voice is enough to drive more people, causing irreversible consequences.

Luo Zichuan could no longer pretend to be deaf and dumb, and his sword-playing performance was forced to stop.

"Don't you people have any brains? Or do you have no brains at all." Among the bustling crowd, such a person suddenly appeared.

The sun shone on the man's face, creating a trance-like dreaminess.Luo Zichuan's heart speeded up regularly, and he almost had an illusion that the person walking against the light was him——

"With all due respect, it's his business whether he takes off the mask or not. It's your fault if you force him to take it off. If you don't watch the good sword dance performance, you have to listen to a bad mouthed nonsense. Forgive me To put it bluntly, don’t you just pay attention, isn’t the one who started talking first the one sitting over there begging for food? You can’t even see this naked envy and jealousy?”

72. Short sale

◎The fifth prince is really insidious! ◎

"This..." Everyone looked at each other.

"When the times are chaotic, it is because of a group of foolish people like you who see the wind as the rain." The voice said calmly, "When you make a decision, you don't think about it first."

"He's just playing with a sword. We're all watching the show, just for fun. Why be so serious?" The boy came out to smooth things over.

"Forget it, let's go, really, what's going on today."

"That's right, someone who makes money by dancing swords, and someone will speak for him? It's really precious."

"Who says it's not? People who come out to play around, like his passers-by, will definitely not make money."

"Hey, it's not..." Luo Zichuan felt a little anxious when he saw that everyone had dispersed.There is not much money in the bowl, if it is just like this, how can I explain to my subordinates?Where should the money for weapons and food come from?

"What? Are you sad? Are you short of money?" asked the man standing against the light.

There was a bit of ridicule and disdain in that voice, which sounded very uncomfortable.

"Brother," Luo Zichuan cupped his hands at him, "Thank you for seeking justice for me just now. But, next time, I hope you can ask clearly in advance, so don't do bad things with good intentions." Luo Zichuan and others With the light receding a little, he stared at the person's face and said.

That person's appearance is not bad, but for no reason, it gives people a very uncoordinated feeling, but he can't tell where it is.Luo Zichuan thought about that face for a moment, and suddenly found that the sense of incongruity came from those eyes.

The pupils were pitch black, and seemed to contain a bowl of thick ink.The tails of the eyes are raised, and the eyelids are doubled.Those eyes were half indifferent, half playful.However, this face can be matched with lively almond eyes, or with charming phoenix eyes, but it cannot be combined with peach blossom eyes.Luo Zichuan stared at it for a while, thought of something, and suddenly turned his head.

"Take care of your eyes, don't keep looking at my son!" Another boy beside the boy with peach blossom eyes said loudly.

"Oh? I've never heard of a rule against staring at someone for a long time," Luo Zichuan snorted coldly, "Or, this young man is very precious, so if I take a second look, I'll be treating him lightly." .In this case, do I have to be responsible to him? Do I need to carry a big sedan chair to marry him home?"

"Fuck you! How dare you say that about my young master! You! Young master, he is humiliating you!"

"Your Excellency is really wrong in this matter. Could it be that you have always treated your benefactor like this?"

"I've never asked for your help, but I still want to say thank you, after all, you helped me out." Luo Zichuan said lightly.

"Really?" Through the fake face on the outside, the boy saw him smile.

Whether it is in the barracks or outside, it is very difficult to see the general smile once.I never thought that I would laugh at an irrelevant teenager so easily!

"Your Excellency is very short of money." He took out the money bag and weighed it in his hand, "Your Excellency deserves the word 'thank you', just be a good person to the end, here."

"You..." Luo Zichuan thought that there was no free lunch in the world, so he stubbornly resisted the temptation of money, and firmly put his hands behind his back.

"Your Excellency is really smart. To tell you the truth, although I can't see your true face, I just saw that when you danced the sword, your bones were clear and your movements were agile. I have heard a myth. It is said that the person who is the best sword dancer must be With a pair of beautiful bones, I have never seen a person whose swordsmanship is as superb as your Excellency since I was a child, this is so hard to see, I really want to see what this 'beautiful bone' looks like."

"Fulfill your sweet dreams!" Luo Zichuan snapped back unceremoniously, "You want to see me? No way! You're dead!" Luo Zichuan transferred all the words that the old genius doctor used to scold him to the young man in front of him. .

"My son doesn't have any bad habits. You think too much. My son never tells lies. If you praise your bones, that is a real compliment. Just look at the bones of your upper body. Put away your dirty things." Think carefully, and, you can still get so much money, isn't it a big profit?"

"Fuck you!" Luo Zichuan left without looking back.

"Young Master, this is too much. Think about it. In the military camp, no one would ever talk to you like this. He is alone, so he doesn't know how to be polite. He should be taught a lesson!"

Unexpectedly, the young master who was moody all day long did not lose his temper.His eyes stared straight into the distance, and there seemed to be a beam of light flashing rapidly in his jet-black pupils.

"He really looks like him, but I'm sorry for him."

It's still early.It was not yet noon.Luo Zichuan walked through the streets and alleys alone, trying to join ten people, but it didn't arrive at the appointed time, so he had to sit on the ground nearby. "

"Fuck me." Luo Zichuan snorted disdainfully. He has lived for so many years, and he has never seen someone speak so blatantly.

The spring breeze slowly blew across his cheeks, making Luo Zichuan sober, his brain was spinning rapidly, thinking over and over again, those two people were definitely not good at each other.

Why did he insist on showing his back?On his back, there are two scars - one is when Lin Suiyan was fighting with Lin Suiyan, he whipped his lower back;

That boy with peach blossom eyes...

For some reason, Luo Zichuan actually associated this boy with Lin Suiyan.

Luo Zichuan took a deep breath, and murmured to himself: "He has already left long ago. He is the direct subordinate of the Fifth Prince. How could he be idle and wander around this place far away from the chaos of war? It is because the Fifth Prince has too many capable people around him." Is it? Besides, although that face looks better, it is definitely not the most eye-catching one in the crowd. He is not him. "

Lin Suiyan was indeed born with a good skin, and the matching of eyebrows and eyes is truly a masterpiece created by God. That face can always easily control any of his personalities.Even with a mask on, the nobility and arrogance exuded from the inside out cannot be easily imitated by others.

Luo Zichuan closed his eyes, suddenly feeling a little sad and bitter.

"Why did you leave without any worries?" Luo Zichuan really wanted to travel across mountains and rivers to ask Lin Suiyan why.

What a scheming and powerful person the fifth prince is, how could Lin Suiyan not know?But why did he make such a mistake and go to serve that ambitious prince as a subordinate!

The noon sun became more and more intense, Luo Zichuan raised his hand to cover it, but it was of no avail.

He turned his head slightly, and began to look carefully at the place he was in.

Just now he was in a hurry to walk, but he just walked blindly based on instinct, now that he came back to his senses, he couldn't help but feel a little irritable.

The pupils of Luo Zichuan's random glances shrank, and they suddenly gathered on the signboard of a shop not far away.

—— Iron shop

Luo Zichuan was overjoyed, and thought: "It doesn't take much effort to get it, even if you don't make any money, there are always many ways to get the ironware."

Luo Zichuan stepped on his toes and walked briskly to the iron shop.

When I got closer, I realized that the store was not as magnificent as it looked from a distance.The room was empty, and Luo Zichuan didn't even find a shadow of a weapon.

He pressed his palm and frowned.

"Boss?" Luo Zichuan called.

Everything in the store has been emptied, and it looks very pitiful at first glance.Luo Zichuan's voice swayed back and forth in the empty shop, and there was an out-and-out echo effect.

After a while, an old man came out of a room inside.

Taking a glance from the corner of his eye, Luo Zichuan found that the old man's hands were covered with thick calluses, and there were several conspicuous scars on the palms.Presumably, it was the damage from forging iron and swords.

"Ah, are you here to buy a sword? It's gone, it's all sold out!" said the old man.

Luo Zichuan was taken aback, and his heart "thumped", an ominous premonition welled up in his heart.

"No... gone?"

"Yeah, I