In the previous life, he was the favorite of the group, and in this life he saved the common people!

Chapter 41: There is no way to serve the country, so I have to start on my own

After hearing what the fat king said, Xiao Dongxi rarely got angry.

She just smiled secretly: "If anyone can convince my sister... everything will be easy..."

"Okay!" Fan Jinxian, the fat country leader, touched his palm. He turned to the thin Prime Minister Zhou Shiheng, "I've given you the opportunity. Cherish it."

After speaking, Fan Jinxian opened a jar of wine.

He squinted, not only tasting the wine, but also tasting the white lotus under the starry sky.

Zhou Shiheng rolled his eyes, they came to see a show, how could they end so easily?

He ignored all the civil and military officials and only focused on the guy who had been sitting alone in the corner with his head buried in the wine basin: "This is Nanjing Lang General Chang Ziqi."

"Although he can't compete with the Seventh Realm, he has fought fiercely in the Red River Valley for more than a month with the rising general of the Southern Sui Dynasty, and he has never been at a disadvantage."

"Is he worthy of the little beauty?"

Zhou Shiheng also did not say whether his side used the big to bully the small or relied on the strong to bully the weak.

He bridged the gap in realm between the two parties with just one sentence: "It's worthy."

In his eyes, no matter how beautiful the opponent is, she is nothing more than a little girl from the Sixth Realm. Even if he sends this person, he will definitely not lose too badly and lose his own face even if he does not succeed in the battle.

"I often get up and meet girls with a gun in my palm." The Nanjing Lang general often got up. When the prime minister called his name, he had to take the wine basin off his head and replied in a half-hearted voice.

Then, he stood up, called his subordinates to "bring the guns", shook his head and walked into the field.

Bai Cailian didn't care either, she just looked back at Xiao Dongxi.

Xiao Dongxi turned his head to look at Yang Congjia and said through a message: "Southern Sui General Xing? If anything happens, you will teach me how to pick lotus in person."

Yang Congjia stood up hurriedly. As he walked towards the field, he said to the king: "Since it is the Seventh Realm versus the Sixth Realm, do you dare to return the sword to my sister, a countryman? I am afraid of accidentally hurting someone, so I will give you more advice." "

Fan Jinxian drank by himself.

He just made a move with his fat hand, and someone went to get Bai Cailian's sword.

Yang Congjia walked quickly to Bai Cailian: "Although I didn't witness the battle in the Red River Valley."

"But my country's general, with his pinnacle appearance in the Seven Realms, led his troops to the north for a surprise attack. He won seven battles in a row and killed more than ten enemy generals."

"Only because I was blocked by this person with the power of the Seven Realms, I finally missed the chance of fighting, and my success was almost defeated."

"This person is not adaptable enough. He prefers to fight hard and trade injuries for injuries. He is not afraid of protracted situations. You must not underestimate him."

"This battle is not a fight to the death."

"It is better to win by surprise, hurt his face, and force him to give up the battle."

Bai Cailian nodded in agreement, then she took the long sword sent by the attendant with one hand and stood back in the field.

Xiao Dongxi's message rang in her ears: "This is your first battle to become famous when you come down from the mountain."

"Lay a solid foundation, understand actual combat, and build your own momentum!"

Bai Cailian nodded secretly - she surrendered in order to survive for her brothers...but she had never forgotten the humiliation she had suffered before.

For every genius who embarks on the path of cultivation, who doesn’t want to step on the talent and rise to the top of the sky?

Who is here to slap someone in the face just to deliver it to their door?

She no longer hates being slapped in the face by Xiao Dongxi, but she also doesn't want to thank him.

She trains hard every day just to stop being slapped in the face—if she has the chance in the future, she can get her lost face back!

Abandon the empty battle at the top of the Eight Realms - Xiao Dongxi's suggestion is indeed not bad.

Today, let’s see my Crescent Moon Pearl use the power of the six realms to strengthen martial arts and reverse the night banquet...

Bai Cailian holds the sword in her hand.

Her power in the Six Realms reached its peak, and her sword energy overflowed with murderous intent for a while, gradually silencing the civil and military discussions in the audience.

Nalang Jiang often stood up and took his gun.

He is not a playboy who grew up in a wine vat among flowers. He started from a young age and actually fought his way up to the Seventh Realm in the southern battlefield step by step.

When the country's survival was at stake, the reason why he could only live and die here with the civil and military officials of the country was because he had to do it, and he couldn't do it.

The troops he usually controls are soldiers recruited from the family of the thin Prime Minister Zhou Shiheng.

When not at war, those recruits only work in the southern border, doing chores for the Zhou family's interest group.

When the war came, he was given the command - but he only fought in the southern border.

What is protected is not only the territory of Nanyan, but also his Zhou family's interest group.

This time the Northern and Western Territories are in crisis. He wants to make great achievements, but he is forced to sit on this night banquet and watch everyone act... He is still young... He is passionate, he is angry...

With the gun in his hand, he looked up to the sky and roared.

He aimed his gun at Bai Cailian, and felt aggrieved - he was a good gun, but he wanted to bully her, a mere six-level woman, and send her to be a powerful concubine.

He also secretly glanced at the king's fat face. In the narrow eyes of the king's fat face, he didn't know if there was any beauty, but he was definitely not there...

He screamed in relief, but there was only a sigh in his heart.

Bai Cailian was full of fighting spirit.

The opponent's strength is unprecedented, there is no empty battle, it is a real sharpening stone...

Bai Cailian stepped forward and raised her sword to the sky!

Chang Zi stood up and braced himself, ducked past him, swung his gun and struck back.

Bai Cailian turned into a shadow, and the sword fell from the sky. With the power of the six realms, she was able to overpower Chang Ziqi and hit the gun in her palm.

Chang Zi raised his shot and hit the air. It was too late to withdraw, so he had to use all the strength of the seven realms to resist the sword.

Guns and swords touched each other, and everyone in the house was silent.

The white lotus is like a butterfly when touched, dancing gracefully several feet away, holding a sword flower, looking at Chang Zi with a cold look.

Chang Ziqi's face was flushed, and blood was dripping from his wrists and shoulder armor.

"Beauty is a good sword!" The fat king took a sip of wine and went to destroy his own prestige.

In this confrontation, Bai Cailian was actually at a disadvantage.

She deliberately opened it up to cause internal injuries, only to make her opponent suffer.

But the situation of the battle was just as she thought.

Everyone was amazed when they saw Chang Ziqi hanging up his hat!

There were even people who were not in the same line as Chang Ziqi, who showed disdain on their faces, and then directly made fun of him.

But no one noticed her, just suppressing her internal injuries.

Bai Cailian glanced back at Xiao Dongxi - she now somewhat understood how Xiao Dongxi's fearless domineering spirit came from.

"This move is very evil and not a technique from Kyushu!" Chang Ziqi said what he was thinking.

No one paid attention to him - if he couldn't recognize the moves, the show would be even better...

Bai Cailian smiled faintly: "Jiuzhou is so big, why don't you go and see it?"

After finishing her words, Bai Cailian jumped forward again and swung her sword diagonally.

This time, Chang Ziqi no longer dodges, he directly swings his spear, forcing Bai Cailian to fight head-on.

How could Bai Cailian do as he wished!
Bai Cailian turned into a shadow again. This time she did not fly into the air, but stayed close to the ground.

The white lotus sword was like a shooting star, dotted with stars, all of which pierced Chang Ziqi's ankle.

He often strikes the ground with a spear, and uses all the power of the seven realms to sweep Bai Cailian across with his spear.

Bai Cailian doesn't retreat, she speeds up!
She resisted the gun's blow, and the sword in her hand was like a shooting star. The sparks that bloomed as the gun and sword collided were all released towards Chang Ziqi, who couldn't turn around.

Figures staggered.

Bai Cailian stood still a few feet away and secretly swallowed a pill given by the teacher on the mountain. Her expression remained unchanged and she looked calm and calm.

Na Chang Ziqi turned around, his feet were newly injured, and the ground was already stained with blood like stars.

"Beauty is a good sword!" Fan Jinxian, the fat country leader, opened another jar of wine and praised loudly.

"No wonder he is not allowed to command the army..." There were different opinions - Chang Ziqi only heard this sentence clearly.

Chang Ziqi glanced at the king, as well as the civil and military officials in the room - there was something interesting in their eyes, but not him...

I often feel uneasy and have no will to fight.

He turned towards Fan Jinxian and bowed deeply: "The final general is incompetent."

Fan Jinxian waved his fat hand and said, "It's a beautiful sword. It's not a crime for you to fight, so go and have a drink."

He often rises in silence, with no response.

He just took the gun in his palm and threw it back to the guard, then walked back to the remote corner, sat down lonely, and buried his head in the wine.

Bai Cailian pointed her sword at the thin Prime Minister Zhou Shiheng: "Come again!"

(End of this chapter)