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Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Seven: Sai Weng Lost His Horse

It is a blessing to lose your horse.

Xuan Yingli was driven out of the house by the Xuan family, the Xuan family, and was once displaced and anxious all day long. When he was confused, he was able to see a glimmer of hope.

A white-headed old man pointed out his way to live in Qi, and it turns out that way.

I just don’t know where that old god is now. I can ask you about your name and name so that I can be grateful to you in the future.

Xuan Yingli, who was trapped in the memory, felt in a daze, and felt someone swaying in front of him, floating around.

When they gathered their energy, it turned out to be Leng Xiaoshuai. Before they knew it, the two of them sat here for a long time and they were together. Xuan Yingli actually wandered around and for a while.

Leng Xiaoshuai hurriedly stepped forward and reached out to support him, and asked with concern, "Brother Ali, are you in good health?"

Xuan Yingli shook his head and replied, "Daizhuzi, Brother Ali is fine, he is just happy."

Leng Xiaoshuai scratched his head, his eyes full of confusion. He asked, "Brother Ali, but after sitting here for a long time, why did he feel happy? I just saw that you were like an old monk entering a state of meditation. Could it be that the gods had fallen into a dream?"

Xuan Yingli laughed and said, "Daizhuzi, it's really a Dazhuzi. Look..."

Leng Xiaoshuai took it and it was originally a memorial written by the brother-in-law of Qin. I wonder how happy Brother Ali was.

Leng Xiaoshuai, who read the memorials back and forth several times, was really difficult for him who didn’t like reading. However, he still had not found out the secret of Xuan Ying leaving his heart.

Looking at Xuan Yingli pitifully, Xuan Yingli approached his body and held his arm, saying, "Isn't it exciting to see Brother Ali, even advancing and retreating with Brother Ali?"

Leng Xiaoshuai nodded like a garlic when she heard this, and said, "Xiaoshuai knows that Brother Ali must need me."

The two brothers, holding each other's arms, looked at the streets of Furong City gradually fading away.

On the main street, the people of Shu came and went, and many people knew Xuan Yingli and the others. They remember Leng Xiaoshuai, who defeated Shu, and especially remembered Xuan Yingli, who used witches to deceive the people and saved people's lives.

At this time, seeing the two people walking side by side, all the passers-by smiled gratitude, which felt a bit like a life after the disaster.

Seeing that the Qin soldiers' smile became more and more sincere.

The two men, who had not looked back, did not see the love the people of Shu for them, and continued to move forward.

If you steal a pear from me, I will kick you secretly to show your respect and exchanges.

Xuan Yingli and Leng Xiaoshuai were like children who had never grown up. They fought and returned to the prefect's mansion. Since Leng Xiaoshuai went to Shu, King Zhaoshi of Qin set Shu as Shu County, and Xuan Ying was the prefect of Shu County.

At that time, Leng Shuai returned and received the appointment letter, which made a lot of jokes. For example, after a few days in Shu, he remembered that his good brother was promoted to the prefect of Shu County.

Otherwise, how could Leng Xiaoshuai say that he was like a child who would never grow up, except for war, he only had the word "food and drink" left in his mind, and he didn't know how much he could grow up.

Xuan Yingli sighed at the long legs on his stomach, moved away gently, and couldn't help but rub his eyebrows. He didn't sleep with others when he was young, but now he is really a little uncomfortable.

Long legs swept over, and there were countless people all night. Xuan Yingli had to get up, look at the heartless Leng Xiaoshuai beside him, and shook his head helplessly.

At night, Leng Xiaoshuai came from the next door with a porcelain pillow and said righteously, "Brother Ali, the Shu area belongs to you. Xiaoshuai is worried about your comfort, so I'll sleep with you."

Thinking back to his incredible appearance at this time, it was unforgettable for a lifetime. Then Leng Shuai took over all the favorable terrain in the fog, and he should praise him as a general, and he did not forget to take over the favorable terrain first in his sleep.

I don’t know how many times I rub my eyebrows, but Xuan Yingli was almost sleepy. So I just moved my legs on my chest, quietly moved off the bed, and groped to the window. As the moonlight looked, I picked up a piece of something I didn’t know what it was, and I studied it carefully. In the meantime, there was a bit of indecent snoring sound, and it also passed by in a vague way.

The next morning, Leng Xiaoshuai felt more energetic when he was dawn. He went to the courtyard outside the bedroom and danced so hard that he was full of energy. When he finished his work, he just turned around and saw Xuan Yingli, who was lying on his head in front of the window.

He walked forward a few steps and just came closer to find that Xuan Yingli's eyes were as dark as landscape paintings, and he had not yet had a good rest. Leng Xiaoshuai said, "Ali Da Ke, Xiaoshuai is going to say that you are wrong."

Xuan Yingli felt a little inexplicable, but after looking at his boxing skills, how could it be his fault? Could it be that this boxing skills were secretly passed down by his Leng family, and it was not a foreign language. If it were so, why bother to fight in this courtyard? It would be better to hide in the room and practice it. Just like him, he saw it inadvertently, and there were countless exchanges.

He still had to hold his face and smiled and asked, "Daizhuzi, what's wrong? Brother Ali is not right?" But at this moment, Xuan Yingli smiled, like an animal walking freely in the mountains in Shu, round and rolling, with big eyes, as if he was beaten up, but it was extremely funny to look at it.

Leng Xiaoshuai replied, "Brother Ali, it's not Xiaoshuai. If you want to say you are not, look at you, why don't you care about your own body? What kind of book is it worth your meal? Look at these eyes, those who don't know think Xiaoshuai beat you."

Xuan Yingli...

Xuan Yingli's forehead bulged with blue veins, and someone who kept chattering without knowing it still said to himself, "Brother Ali, what's the good thing about this book? However, if you mention a book about military strategy, the little coach might be the same. It's not like Brother Ali, but Brother Ali is still too bad in his body. He should be good at practicing martial arts and strengthening his body."

Xuan Yingli didn't know how to speak, but he was thinking about him. After thinking about this, the chatter of the person in front of him turned into the nagging of the elders, and he taught people to be very motivated.

Leng Xiaoshuai, who had already become an elder, talked for a long time, but did not see Xuan Yingli talking, and asked, "Brother Ali, I've been talking for a while, but I still don't know what you are looking at. Can Xiaoshuai take a look?"

Xuan Yingli handed the book in his hand out of the window with treasure, and Leng Xiaoshuai reached out to take it, and immediately frowned.

He knew all the words on the book, but when they were put together, he didn't understand at all. What was Brother Ali reading? Could it be that he learned the secret method of Qin Ying's secret practice and became an immortal?

He blurted out and asked, "Brother Ali, are you going to become an immortal? Looking at the lake, is it because the monsters in the water tempting you?"

Xuan Yingli understood the question that seemed to be out of order, but he would rather not understand it.

With all your efforts, how many people can understand.

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