The Strongest Crossing of Great Realms

However, halfway along, Ning Que said that the old horse sees every day and it is not bad this time.

Then he ran to drink with the soldiers by the road.

Ye Zhen smiled slightly bitterly. Although his memory was indifferent, he still vaguely remembered that this Ning Que originally seemed to be different.

"It seems my presence has changed this kid a lot ..."

Saying hello to the soldiers on the road, Weicheng was small, and the barracks were a little bit bigger. A few steps down the road came to the old horse's house.

"Bang!" The door opened.

"Old horse, are you looking for me?"

The old horse who was drinking in the house was shocked, and the wine almost spilled on the crotch.

Looking at Ye Zhen in front of him, Ma Shixiang smiled bitterly. "Just your boy can make Lao Tzu lose his temper and change to someone else, let him get lost."

Ye Zhen smiled and was not polite, sitting in a chair and pouring himself a bowl of wine.

Isn't it true that although Ye Zhen is still a small soldier in Weicheng, his military achievements, the enemy who killed in the past 15 years, if he is placed in a large place, the general can't be regarded as the general, and the vice general can also be.

For Ma Shixiang, Ye Zhen, a talented and versatile baby, has been reluctant to fight and scold for ten years.

Of course, the most important thing is the relationship. After fifteen years, although the two are subordinates, the relationship is deeper than the ordinary father and son.

Seeing Ye Zhen had no rules at all, and he was not awed at all about this general, scolding "Small boy, if I were to ask an old friend of the military department, where would you and Ning lack that boy's qualification to attend a college?"

"Well receipt ... it's back, but it depends on the luck of both of you if you can pass the exam."

Ye Zhen put down the bowl and wiped the drink from his mouth with his sleeve. "What about receipt?"

Hearing that, Ma Shixiang took two letters from his **** and handed them to Ye Zhen.

Ye Zhen opened his share with a disgusted look.

Seeing this, Ma Shixiang said, "Your boy is blessed, and there is a noble man who wants to return to the capital. I recommended you as a guide, and you bring the boy Ning Que again."

Ye Zhendao "Forget it, you really think that it is the princess's niece, think about the information, that is the princess at all, although I can feel the princess's presence around the princess"

"But in this way, it is even more demonstrating that this trip is dangerous and requires practitioners to cope. You asked me to go. Isn't this sending death?"

Upon hearing that, Ma Shixiang laughed suddenly and said, "Your boy can still feel the practitioner, yes ... it's better than Ning Que's boy"

"But ... you only know that there is a practitioner near the princess, do you know that practitioner is a strong man in the late period of Dong Xuan!"

Ye Zhen froze slightly, saying "beginning to perceive, perceive, not to be confused, mysterious, and mysterious cave realm?"

Ma Shixiang nodded and said, "Yes, it seems you haven't forgotten what the practitioner gave you back then."

Ye Zhen reluctantly said, "I have n’t forgotten what the practitioner gave me. The story of this world is almost forgotten, otherwise I wo n’t be so embarrassed."

"But ... in the case of Ning Que's boy, according to this boy's temperament, he will definitely go if he hears the strong man with a hole in the mysterious realm."

"This kid isn't dead. I'm even harder than him and he shouldn't die."

Ma Shixiang said, "What are you whispering, get out of the way, and wait for the princess to leave for the capital early in the morning. If you can't make a name for yourself in the capital, your kid should not tell others that you are Weicheng, a soldier brought by my old horse!"

Ye Zhen closed the envelope and patted him on the shoulder of the old horse. Without saying a word, he took the envelope and left the room.

Between men, some words are in their hearts, and when they are spoken, they fall into the best and stereotypes.

...

Inside the room, Sang Sang held a wooden box and counted the silver in it "one hundred and twenty-eight ..."

Ning Que said "six money ..."

Ye Zhen said "eight minutes" silently.

Sang Sang was surprised. "Master, how do you know that, like Sang Sang, are you secretly counting money?"

Ye Zhen got up and chuckled, "I'm not as wealthy as you, but you have to count it every night, I don't think it's difficult to remember."

"Hurry up and don't count, the blanket has already warmed you up"

In the desert, it ’s hot to die in the daytime, but at night, it's cold to die. Sang Sang doesn't know if he broke his brain, is covered with chills, like Zhang Wuji, and extremely afraid of cold.

Penetrating into the cold quilt, Ye Zhen reluctantly said, "Sleep and sleep. I will leave tomorrow. Obviously, I am a young master, and I have to warm the quilt to the maid, this maid is a sin ..."

When it rained at night, Ye Zhenben slept lightly and was awakened directly by the sound of rain. When he saw Ning Que holding the too much induction article left by the practitioner in the candlelight, he kept watching.

Ye Zhen turned over and closed her eyes and said, "Hurry up and sleep, you have no clues, but the academy is a magical place. There must be a way to open it for you, believe me."

I heard that Ning Que raised an eyebrow, threw Taishang Inductive to the side, got into the quilt, and closed his eyes. He said, "I believe in Big Brother. Every fifteen years of Big Brother's words come true, just ... I hope the college is really a magical place, as my brother said. "

Early the next morning, Ye Zhen, Ning Que, and Sang Sang, the three looked at the cave where they had lived for fifteen years, and they all sighed. Sang Sang was crying.

As if this trip was not to go to the capital, but to die.

Walking, Ning Que suddenly said, "Would you like to see the old horse?"

Ye Zhen was silent for a moment, and then said, "No need, wait until you get out of the hall to talk about it."

However, it didn't take long for Ye Zhen to go to Ma Shixiang to bid farewell, but Ma Shixiang rode up on the war horse.

The convoy stopped, and Ma Shixiang looked at Ye Zhen and Ning Que in a guilty gesture, and said, "I said you two little cubs, just leave like this, saying no greetings, nothing big, little, heartless, and lungless?"

However, the next moment, Ma Shixiang jumped off immediately and pulled Ye Zhen aside.

Ma Shixiang's mouth opened and closed, and his eyes closed.

"Be a guide to others ... just be good, don't skimp, and don't leave people running halfway by yourself"

Ye Zhen suddenly stepped forward and hugged this ugly looks, bald head with scars on his face, and then Ning Que joined in, and the three hugged.

Separated, Ye Zhen stretched out his hand and punched Lao Ma's chest. He then took a nap, and then turned around and walked towards the team, saying, "Wait, when I come back, I'll let you make ten punches and fight every day! ".

The team moved forward slowly, and the old horse shouted in the back, "Hurry off! Hurry up, the two of you will roll me to the capital to hurt others!"

Sitting on the edge of the carriage, Ye Zhen was smiling, looking at the yellow sand full of eyes, not waving his head to signal the old horse to leave.

"Old horse, I won't let you die in Weicheng. I write your name on the cowhide. Even if I really forget the plot in the future, looking at the cowhide will take you to the capital ... It will never be farewell! "

...

The convoy traveled all the way from sunrise to evening, from the desert to the wasteland junction.

Looking at the surrounding environment, Ye Zhen felt with emotion, put his hands behind his head, and said, "Kid, remember here," toward Ning Que, who was driving.

Ning Que looked around and said, "Beijing Mountain Crossing, remember, this is where we met the wolves at that time, not a good place."

However, the next moment, a sergeant drove his horse and said, "The princess has a command and camps here."

"This..."

Ning Que took a moment to look at what Ye Zhen was going to say, and Ye Zhen drew a hand from the back of his head and patted Ning Que's shoulder. He said, "Forget it, it will always come, even if you run Can't run away "

"Be prepared for the battle, and take this opportunity to make a few more traps."