Chapter 6 Zhumen Coldman

This teenager is by no means simple!

Thinking about yourself, the door has been high for 20 years, but in the end, it is not as high as this wandering person, and I can't help but feel guilty.

Han Xiao couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. The teenager surnamed Jin glanced at Han Xiao with some disappointment, said nothing more, and then turned around with his companions to deal with his guy selling art. This place was attacked by the promiscuous young man just now, and the onlookers gradually dispersed. Seeing this, the teenager pressed his sword to his waist and was also ready to leave.

Gao Yun looked at Han Xiao's silence with a smile, which was still hard to see the light clouds and light wind, but Su Mu squatted beside him and pulled the black hair of the slut who was beaten down and had a good time.

"I... can't do it!" Han Xiao opened his mouth with a guilty heart and faced Jin Yunfeng's resolute back, but he was heartfelt and resolute, and said, "But after all, the hero's return is his home country, and the end of the world is not a place for heroes!" He took a step forward, stood in front of Jin Yunfeng and said with a serious look, "You are a talent, and the Hou Mansion will not treat you badly!"

In Jin Yunfeng's bright eyes, accompanied by a little hesitation, he said, "Your words can't convince me!" He also took a step forward and looked at Han Xiao head-on, "But you're right, the hero's return is not the end of death after all!"

Han Xiao seemed to be a little confused. Gao Yun smiled at the young man surnamed Jin, turned around and took Su Mu away, and said from afar, "So, won't Master Han introduce him to the marquis?"

Han Xiao was stunned and happy, "Naturally!" Han Xiao asked the fat man who sold his art with Jin Yunfeng. He thought that Jin Yunfeng was selling himself to him, but he just spent his life to earn food. On the contrary, he also saved Han Xiao a lot of time and took Jin Yunfeng's simple bag back to his house with two swords.

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Zhumen, had a little greeting, but there was also a place for martial artists to compete. Gao Yu and Su Mu were naturally inconvenient to be present and went back to Beiyuan to rest early. However, Han Shen is a sophisticated person after all. He has not been as short-sighted as Han Xiao's. His burly body stood among the soldiers. He was the most excellent and silent majesty, which oppressed the whole campus almost suffocating. His eyes were always looking at the teenager named Jin Yunfeng and lingering.

At this time, in the martial arts practice field in the inner courtyard of Houfu, knives, guns and swords are arranged in the waiting day. Hundreds of soldiers, all strong, are ** upper bodies, oily and light bodies shine in the scorching sun, encircling the school's martial arts field in a small circle.

"Dad, I see that Jin Shaoxia is very good at it. If he doesn't reuse it, he will really be a talent!" Han Xiao has been hanging his boasting words since he led Jin Yunfeng into the house, "... In the army, at least you have to be given a position as a lieutenant general!"

"Siao'er!" Seeing that Han Xiao was getting happier and happier, Han Shen said something unhappily to stop him, "It's your own arrangement!" He shifted his pace and withdrew from this circle. "These 100 people in the field are all good men in my army. They want to enter my account and let me see your means!" Han Shen shouted at the thin teenager standing on the field, so he raised his hand and waved, "Ten people!"

With an order, ten people withdrew from the left end of the field and fought away empty-handed, swinging fiercely in the air.

If the fist collapses, it will be exercised, but it is powerful enough to break the stone. Jin Yunfeng did not see the green front, but just waited for the heavy fist to wave. When he was three steps close to him, he suddenly stopped the person in front of him, pulled his palm heavily, raised his arm and waved the strong man from the front of him, and swept away. All the people around him were swept away wildly.

One move caused ten people to retreat. Han Xiao, who looked at the appearance, unconsciously raised his lips proudly. Twenty people, put on the weapon!" However, Han Shen, who looked coldly at the changes in the school, was still as motionless as a mountain. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the slightly arrogant teenager in the field. He shouted coldly and came out.

Avoiding the failure just now, the strong man's sword went hand in hand, and the form in the field suddenly turned sharply, forcing Jin Yunfeng back repeatedly. He turned around and came out with a sharp front, gently picked up the twenty long knives and landed on the ground.

Then the sound of 'babble' was behind, which was different from Han Xiao's complacent look, but Han Shen frowned and shouted again in a harsh voice, "Thirty people!" Thirty people, spears went straight, forced the young man in the scene, single sword Qingfeng, under 30 spears, Qingfeng thinned and broken on the spot. However, the spear turned fiercely everywhere, the red ears of guns were fierce, and the plots in the eyelids were full of dazzling.

Jumping through the air, Jin Yunfeng pulled out another cold front around his waist, held the sword and flowers in his hand, stepped on all the guns and flowers, breaking the cherry front, which was awe-inspiring.

The more fierce Jin Yunfeng was, Han Shen, who stood not far away, became more and more gloomy. He meditated, so that Han Xiao next to him could not figure out what he was thinking. However, in Han Xiao's opinion, Jin Yunfeng's skills are probably one of the best in the military accounts of the Hou Mansion. Such a talent is also lucky to be recruited to the house. He doesn't know why his father has been gloomy and has no joy at all.

"All 100 people!" Han Shen shouted angrily. When Han Xiao was stunned, he was opposite Jin Yunfeng in the field. In an instant, the cold front was cast. However, in three moves, Jin Yunfeng fell to the ground, and hundreds of spears were listed in front of him and could not move.

"What does he do?" Han Xiao suddenly puzzled, "...why did you put water?" Looking at his father, suddenly, it was even more foggy.

I only heard Han Shen's laughter, which suddenly sounded from outside the field and strode forward. Unlike the previous gloomy face, he was very impressed. He looked directly at Jin Yunfeng who fell to the ground. "It's worthy of being a young hero. From now on, you will be the centurion in the old flame camp!"

Jin Yunfeng frowned slightly, and hundreds of spears suddenly took away. He got up to thank him. His drooping face was a smile that was invisible to everyone.

"Dad, how can you not succumb to Brother Jin in the position of centurion!" Han Xiao changed his words from Jin Shaoxia to Brother Jin, thinking that it was because he admired his skills, which made Jin Yunfeng feel a little uncomfortable, and Han Shen seemed to feel the same way. But he just glanced at Han Xiao, and still said, "I have my own arrangements for my father!" After saying that, he ordered Jin Yunfeng to go to the camp to get the waist card military supplies.

At this moment, everyone was dismissed, and the huge school grounds seemed empty. The flags of the Han family hunted in the wind, setting off the empty school grounds magnificently. Under the flag, Han Shen raised his head and seemed to be looking at the sky, as if he was looking up at his war flag.

"Dad, I really don't know what you think, Brother Jin's skills and such talents..." At this time, there was no one else nearby. Han Xiao couldn't help shouting and complaining about Han Shen's arrangement just now.

"Shuar," Han Shen's eyes suddenly turned harshly and shocked Han Xiao in his complaint. You really disappoint your father. When can you be alone like your brother? Han Shen put his hand heavily on the flagpole beside him, and suddenly regained his strength. The flagpole shook twice and stopped again.

"I..." Han Xiao stopped abruptly. He didn't understand why his father suddenly made such an unknown fire, and remembered his father's behaviors just now. He was even more puzzled, and he didn't know how to open his mouth. He could only stand dumbly and say nothing.

Han Shen took a meaningful look at his child, and finally stopped saying anything and turned around to walk away.

"Dad, I don't understand!" Behind him was Han Xiao's shouting voice. Han Shen stopped and turned to look at Han Xiao. The majestic oppression is like a different momentum between father and son. "What you want in the army is not only to have empty force to hold an important position. If you are so unmotivated, you don't need to understand it all your life."

"Even if I'm not talented, what's wrong with Jin Yunfeng!" Han Xiao was angry and suddenly felt angry and pointed to the direction where the soldiers dispersed just now. "I'm not talented. Can't the person I recommend reuse it?" A centurion..."

"Bang!"

A fiery slap stopped Han Xiao's words.

Han Xiao touched his hot cheek in disbelief, stayed where he was, and looked at his father in front of him for a long time. My father, unexpectedly... hit him so rashly.

"What about a centurion? I'm afraid that he is a cold swordsman and can't afford it!" Han Shen's angry pupils were full of anger. He turned around and ignored the stubborn son.

Han Xiao gritted his teeth secretly, "What if he doesn't do it?" He waved his fist on the flagpole with hatred and floated in the wind. It was still just the sound of 'babbling'. The hunting flag was still hanging high on the school yard, standing like a mountain.

In Beiyuan of Houfu, Gao Yong prepared a pot of good tea early. The new bud of spring snow is that after Gao Yu entered the house, Han Xiao knew that Gao Yu was a scholar and liked to taste tea and tea fragrance, so he specially prepared it for Gao Yu.

The fragrance of light tea is elegant and light brown in the elegant room. Under the boiling snow, the tender buds stretch and bloom. After the screen, a figure suddenly shrouded in the room was gently brushed, disturbing the elegance.

Gao Yu poured the brewed tea into the trough, and then gently repeated the action of brewing tea just now. He said to himself, "The first round of bitterness, the second round of sweetness, just the second round of tea. Let's taste it together!" Gao Yu took the lead in lifting the teacup in front of him and sipping the elegance of the cup, acting like a girl in her boudoir.

The figure stood resolutely behind Gao Yu, thanked him, picked up the tea, and drank it. How can a martial artist be as calm as Gao Yu's light taste?

"How about it? What position will Han Shen give you?" Gao Yu asked.

The man, with bright eyes, gently raised an arc of smile and replied, " Centurion!"

Gao Yun nodded approvingly, "Well done, it's not in vain for me to insert | You enter the flame army of the Han family, do it well, Yun Feng!" Jin Yunfeng's bright eyes sparkled with excitement and nodded quietly, "Yes, son!" Jin Yunfeng asked again with doubt, "It's just that Yunfeng doesn't understand why the prince has to lose this match?"

Gao Yu raised a smile, "Your strength has been shown in front of Han Shen, so why do you need to be the limelight? Han Shen not only needs subordinates with strong martial arts skills, but also subordinates who know how to be measured and current affairs. Such a talent is difficult to find!"

"But!" Gao Yun's voice suddenly became indifferent. He slowly got up and stared at Jin Yunfeng coldly, "You really shouldn't take action so easily on the street. Why can't you hold back your endurance after training for so long? How can I put you in Han Shen's army with peace of mind?" Suddenly, he turned around and pulled out a long sword from the collapse. The cold light was bright, but it was a good sword, pointing straight at Jin Yunfeng, and the end of the sword flashed, shining in Jin Yunfeng's eyes.

Jin Yunfeng took a deep breath and lowered his head slightly. "Yun Feng knew his guilt, but..." He tilted his head with a lingering anger on his face, "That guy blasphemed the prince!" The hand pressing the sword couldn't help trembling, and it was anger. "I will clean up that guy!"

"You don't have to do it," Gao Yun took the sword back and sat down again. Bo Yi's lips slowly closed. "He can't survive tonight, Hanhou Mansion, this little wind and small waves can still withstand!"

Under the eyes, there are magnificent mountains and rivers like a scarf feather fan.

The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is all over the building!

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