After the fall of the country, I was taken away by the enemy king

Chapter 37 Come on, come play

The eastern district of Liyang City is a large wilderness suburb, where the military camp used to be, and now Duan Yiwei's [-] white ice cavalry are stationed there.

At this moment, the main tent is full of people.

Duan Yi sat upright on the chief general's seat at the front, Tinglou stood on the left side of his side, and everyone else stood below, lined up left and right, and stood sideways.

There were about 30 people, and Ning Haitang stood in the middle.

All eyes fell on Ning Haitang.

Ning Haitang was dressed in a plain white gown at the moment, her jet-black and shiny long hair fell down on her thin but strong shoulders, reflecting his already fair skin, his long and narrow phoenix eyes, his brows were merciful, and his delicate and thin lips were even more subtle. Fragrant, people look at it and lead to endless reverie.

They were used to seeing Ning Haitang in armor, and thought that it was already a beautiful scenery, but they didn't expect Ning Haitang to take off the armor and put on ordinary clothes, and let down her long hair, she would be even more youthful.

So all of them were drooling, and they couldn't hold back their desire to insult.

Ning Haitang still had the Silver Moon Sword pinned to his waist.

He turned around, looked around at the group of people, and curled his mouth in disdain: "There are so many people, have you discussed the order? Otherwise, if you fight with me, I will let whoever wins win me." First?"

As soon as the words fell, Lei Jinghong stepped forward angrily and pointed at him: "Why are you so arrogant, you are a prisoner now, you should let us humiliate you with a low eyebrow, lie down quickly, don't waste our time!"

Ning Haitang sneered: "If you want me to lie down, you have to be capable!"

Immediately, he drew his sword out of its sheath, held it in his backhand, and hid the blade behind his back.

He obviously didn't have the stance to make a move, but Lei Jinghong faltered.

This is the person who can cut off half of the arm of their great general, Lei Jinghong knew that he couldn't beat him at all.

He looked up at Duan Yiwei, who was sitting in front of him, and found that Duan Yiwei was drinking a cup of steaming milk tea, just like watching the excitement, and it was not a big deal.

Milk tea is a specialty of Liyang, and it was made by Tinglou just for him.

So he hurriedly winked at Tinglou: What's going on?Didn't you just play casually?Why didn't the prince tie him up?

Ting Lou shrugged and spread his hands: How would I know?

Lei Jinghong: Then what should I do, I can't beat...

Tinglou: Let’s go together, there are more than 30 of you.

Lei Jinghong cursed inwardly: Damn, let alone thirty people, three hundred people are enough.

The two kept making eye contact, but Ning Haitang saw that they hadn't made a move, and said mockingly, "Could it be because you're afraid?"

"To shut up!"

Seeing his arrogance, Lei Jinghong was furious, but took a step back and said to Lao Qi beside him: "Old Qi, you go first, my brother is very loyal, I will give you the first bite of good meat first."

Lao Qi gave him a white look: "At this time, you know that I should go first? That's not what you said just now."

"Isn't it all the same? Why care about so much at this time?" Lei Jinghong pushed Lao Qi violently, pushing him forward a few steps.

Seeing someone approaching, Ning Haitang immediately pointed his sword, raised his chin and said mockingly: "You have the guts, do you want me to let you do three tricks?"

"Ah?" Lao Qi didn't expect to be pushed up by Lei Jinghong. Seeing Ning Haitang's posture, he quickly retreated, "I... I didn't say I want to be the first one, General Yan shouldn't come first. ?"

As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden silence in the barracks, because Yan Hui was still missing, and no one was notified of his whereabouts.

Lei Jinghong gave Lao Qi a hard look, and whispered to him: "What's wrong with you, which pot can't be opened and which pot should you carry?"

After speaking, he quickly raised his head to observe Duan Yiwei's face, and found that he didn't care, so he was relieved.

He also muttered softly: "Brother Hui is really... just like a rock in his temper, it's also smelly and hard."

Ning Haitang also found that Yan Hui hadn't been seen all this time, and wondered, shouldn't he be the one who most wanted to see her humiliated?

Waiting for such a good time, why didn't you come?

The atmosphere suddenly froze. After all, no one dared to take the first step to seek death, because they were all too aware of Ning Haitang's skills.

It's okay to have an arm chopped off, but if the third leg is chopped off, it will be very cold, and I can only be a eunuch in this life.

No one is happy to lose all the fun in the future for the sake of pleasure. It is not worth the loss.

After stopping for a while, seeing that there was still no one moving, Duan Yiwei had almost finished his milk tea, and said to the group of people, "What are you waiting for? Are you so polite if Yan Hui doesn't come?"

With a mournful face, Lei Jinghong cupped his hands and said: "My lord, this gift of yours...is thorny..."

"Then you're blaming me for not pulling out the thorn for you?"

After hearing this, Lei Jinghong hurriedly denied: "No, no, how dare the last general!"

Then he continued: "But Ning Haitang used to be Li Guo's major general, he chopped off Brother Hui's arm, you don't want to tie him up, he still holds a sharp sword, how can we brothers live to enjoy it?"

"Hehehe." Duan Yiwei laughed softly as if hearing a good joke.

He laughed and asked Ning Haitang: "Didn't I tell you earlier that you should restrain your edge and serve them well?"

Ning Haitang replied confidently: "I'm not restrained enough? I even told them to do three tricks."

"Then put the sword away!" Lei Jinghong yelled at him.

"Okay." After hearing this, Ning Haitang put the sword into its sheath without hesitation, took it off and threw it on the ground, "There is no sword, do you think you guys can beat me?"

These people, Ning Haitang, have fought against each other before, and he knows how much they weigh, so it's better to Tinglou.

Seeing that he had lost his weapon, Lei Jinghong felt that he might not be able to win the battle, but seeing the delicacy was so close at hand, it was a pity not to take a bite, so he waved to the brothers behind him.

"Let's go together and tie him up!"

"Yes!"

Ning Haitang watched them gather around, gathered her breath, and closed her pair of plain but charming phoenix eyes.

These days, he has been cultivating well, healed every injury on his body, his body has long since recovered, and he has also trained his qi to a higher level by the way.

He didn't know which layer Duan Yiwei was, but he knew that Duan Yiwei's aura was much stronger than his own, and if he didn't practice, he would never win.

Opening his eyes again, he stepped forward with a stern figure, and with a strong wind, he punched a person heavily on the cheek.

The man was three meters away from Ning Haitang at one moment, and received a solid punch from Ning Haitang at the next moment, sending him flying.

No one saw clearly how Ning Haitang teleported three meters, let alone how he made the move.

When he reacted, Ning Haitang jumped three feet high again, raised his leg, swept across the area, and kicked five or six people flying in one breath.

Then rotate half a circle and land firmly.

He arched his waist, like an angry cat, his long hair was scattered in violent movements, although it was messy, it was another beauty.

He stretched out one hand, smiled contemptuously at the person who was still standing, and hooked his fingers again, "Come on, come and play."

Arrogant and provocative.

But no one dared to take a step closer.

Seeing this scene, Ting Lou really couldn't bear to watch it any longer, and clasped his fists slightly to Duan Yi and said, "My lord, you really don't care about him and let him play wild in our barracks?"

Duan Yiwei didn't reply, he handed the finished teacup to Tinglou, "Go make another cup."?

[click me] I am a rich second generation

I am a rich second generation who wants to go back and inherit hundreds of millions of property if I can't write well.

I have three hundred stunningly beautiful secretaries waiting for me to go back and pamper me, and I can change a thousand postures every day on a bed of 500 million square meters.

My kidneys are very good, and it is not in vain to play Glory of Kings continuously for a thousand hours.

I also have a lot of hair, which can be paved and used as a slide.

So I'm just writing for fun.

Anyway, I'm going to put it on the shelves. If no one sees it, I will inherit my billions of dollars.

Yesterday's me you love to answer and ignore, but the future me you can't afford.

Humph.

Okay, stop pretending.

I am actually a garbage author who has been writing articles for ten years and is still on the street.

I thought about giving up countless times, but I still wanted to try one last time.

Actually, I should have posted this in the morning, but it was delayed because of something, and I was afraid that if I posted and told you that my article asked for money, you would abandon me.

So I procrastinate into the night.

Sometimes I am very envious of those big bosses, just write tens of thousands of receipts, tens of thousands of rewards, tens of thousands of comments, and thousands of recommended monthly tickets to urge changes on them.

I looked at my bleak data and comforted myself: It’s okay, as long as the cub I gave birth to is not too ugly.

But I still have a little extravagant hope in my heart that someone will like my writing.

Fortunately, I met you.

Among the people who have been with me during this time, there are a few readers who have left a deep impression on me.

One is 528, which will definitely give me a reminder vote for each chapter, thank you.

One is Jing Xian, who contributed more than 4000 fans to me, thank you.

One is Shen Qingmu, who always fails to get the first place, but this is not the reason why I mention you, it is because you are the first person who added my book to the book list and wrote a comment and put it at the top of the list. grateful.

One is another reader brought by Lao Shen, whose name seems to be incontinence... (forgive me for not being able to remember the name and being too lazy to go back to read it), although you read it slowly, I can feel that you are serious about it , and each chapter contributed the most complaints, thank you.

One is Mo Yang and Pigment, who can always grab the first place, but occasionally other people can grab it (Old Shen, look at others, "You Can't"), thank you.

One is Xiao Yuan who only likes to watch cars and is active in the group, thank you.

One is the passive group who praised me as an emoji in private messages. I have never been praised like this before, thank you.

The last thing I would like to thank is, Uncle Angel, who has been supporting me silently. It is you who have accompanied me from my first book to now.Kind people will have good luck. May your wishes come true every year.

Of course, I would also like to thank the little cuties who have voted for me a lot of monthly tickets and recommendations. There is a reader named Encountering Mountains and Rivers who has two recommended tickets every day and contributes the most monthly tickets to me (please ask for a wave of monthly tickets, okay? Next In the next welfare link, I decided to change the monthly ticket for 200)

I may not have a deep impression of other cuties at the moment, or I haven't had time to get familiar with some of you who came late, but if you actively complain or vote, I will definitely remember you.

(In order not to enter v, it is divided into two chapters)?

[click me] I am a rich second generation

Alright, thanks for coming here, let’s talk about my article.

I know that most people like to watch scumbags attacking cheap shou, and the more scumbags gong, the more people watch it. I also know how to write it, but I don't want to write this routine this time.

This article is a slow-moving article, the feelings of attacking and suffering have not yet developed, and it will be fast later, and there are a lot of rivals in love.

There must be chasing wives, and there is also attacking scumbags, but in fact the point of abuse in this article is to fall in love and kill each other.

There is not a real villain in the whole book. How to choose between family and country is the deep theme of this book.

A constant point of contradiction is the different standpoints. Everyone is living for their own beliefs, and no one is right or wrong.

I never jump off the bus when I write, and fill it up as soon as I can, so each of my books has a lot of welfare chapters, and I write free benefits for you to read, and I hope to get some votes for support.

People who have seen the benefits don’t abandon me when they see me on the shelves, okay~

Let's talk about the sequel.

1. Duan Yiwei will continue to work for a while. There is a reason for his indifference, which has something to do with the tragic experience when he was a child.And he is definitely not as simple as the aforementioned mother being killed (think about how he got his peerless martial arts). Later, he will regain his normal emotions, regret it, and chase his wife to the crematorium.

2. The male second is online. He is a deadly tsundere, but he is very affectionate to Shou. You can read my new chapter, and there will be some friction with Gong Shou (warning from Shura field).

3. The sub-cp will be online soon, there may be one pair or two pairs, I’m not sure, but Bao Tian, ​​the main cp is so cruel, wouldn’t it be nice to have some sugar for the sub-cp?

4. There will be a pair of hidden CPs in the later stage. In the next year, wolf cubs will still bite people~ But I don’t know if you can stick to the later stage.

5. Ning Haitang's younger brother is also online soon. He is a little white-eyed wolf. Can you believe that "selling" brother Qiurong?

If you don't believe me, take a look at the small theater——

Shoudi: Brother, I want to buy a flower rope.

Shou: Isn't that thing for girls to play with?You are a man who should practice martial arts and swords!

Being wronged by his younger brother, he cried and went to find Gong.

Gong (holding it on his shoulder dotingly): Not only will I buy you a flower rope, but I will also give you a beautiful little brother to play with.

Shoudi: As expected, Brother Duan is the best to provoke me~

Gong: Then I want your brother, are you willing?

Shoudi: Just wait, I'm going to cry, make trouble and hang myself to force him to marry you!

(Parents are not there, elder brother is like father, but he was cheated by younger brother)

Gong Shou is probably the dog father who loves his "daughter" very much and the cat mother who is fierce and fierce.

Huh?Why is it sweet?

What about the good abuse?

Sorry, I wrote a testimonial of almost 2000 words in two chapters.

I don't want to tell you in cold language that my article has been charged for listing at the request of the platform, and how much it is per word.

I just want to tell you that I am a person who needs readers and audiences very much. I am afraid of being alone and being abandoned.

One spends too long in a corner wondering what it's like to be illuminated by a warm light.

So I will try my best to do my best, just to keep you who have given me warmth.

I don't know if you will accompany me to the end, I just hope that I can keep one or the other, if I really can't keep it, then it means that I am not good enough and not worthy of you staying.

Thank you for reading, ninety degrees bow.

smile.