Updated: 2012-04-02

Daxi Changru was a principled person. He was famously unkind in the Honghua Army. So since he said that Li Xian could not draw his sword a thousand, 500 times and had no food to eat, even if Li Xian fainted from hunger when he drew his sword a thousand, 499 times, he would not give Li Xian a sip of porridge.

Chao Qiuge, one of the four blood cavalry tigers, took the turn tonight. After arranging the ranger and the secret whistle, Chao Qiuge found a stone by the lake and sat down, and took the wine bag from his waist and took a mouthful. Although April had passed, the night wind on the grassland was still cold and bitter. The blood cavalry wrapped in a felt blanket fell asleep on the gravel by the lake. No one moved, and it was as quiet as a stone.

The reason why they sleep on stones by the lake instead of on soft grass is very simple, because although the grass is more comfortable, it is colder. Although they don’t understand what science is, they have extremely rich experience.

The blood cavalry slept so quietly that no one snored. There was no sound of grinding his teeth, no sound of smashing his mouth, no sound of talking in his sleep, no sound of nothing, just like... a dead person sleeping all over the floor.

Don’t snore, it’s not because these blood cavalry have no problems with their respiratory tracts, nor because they sleep deeply, but because those who can’t control their sleep snoring are already dead.

When camping in the wild, a snore may attract the enemy.

Surviving natural choice is like giraffes in ancient times, actually had a short neck, similar to a horse's neck, and even a little shorter. But at that time, the vegetation on the ground could not allow them to fill their stomachs, so they could only stretch their necks to eat the leaves on the tree. Those with short necks would definitely not be able to eat, so they all starved to death.

War will not adapt to everyone, so everyone can only adapt to the war. There are only more than 100 cavalry left, and they all survived by drinking human blood and quenching their thirst and eating human flesh. Later, in recent years, people were always interested in their war horses and armor. Now, who survived by surviving 104 blood cavalry, who did not have more than a dozen or even dozens of lives? Who was not chased and escaped?

The clear wine entered my stomach, but it could not dispel the cold.

Chao Qiuge looked at the boy who was still drawing his sword like a ghost on the horse's back. His eyes were staring at the knife with his hands, but there was no sympathy in his eyes. The reason he stared was because Daxi Changru asked him to count the times Li Xian drew his sword. Daxi Changru knew the prophecy of the reincarnation of the real dragon, but the blood cavalry did not know. They had no feelings for Li Xian. If they had to touch it a little, then the boy's perseverance would surprise them, and thus they would have a little admiration for the boy.

Chao Qiuge calculated the time, and it must have passed. He breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he didn't have to stay with the unlucky boy until dawn.

One thousand five.

He gently spit out three words from Qiuge's mouth, then drank all the wine in the wine bag, stood up and walked towards the boy. He wanted to pat the boy on the shoulder and said to him: "It's a good job, I hope you can survive."

What surprised Chao Qiuge was that he stood up just now. The young man could no longer hold on to fall from the dark horse, and fell heavily on the grass, frightening the dark horse and jumped to the side. It was neither too early nor too late, but just one thousand five hundred times he fell down, and then he didn't move on the ground like a dead pig.

Chao Qiuge was stunned, and he suddenly thought of something, something terrible.

Could it be that the boy was still awake in such a situation? He clearly remembered how many times he drew his sword? Moreover, in the place where the dark horse stood, there was a protruding stone on one side and a flat grass on the other side. He did not fall on the side of the stone. Could the boy still calmly choose the direction of his fall before he was unconscious? He stood in place for a minute before he smiled bitterly and shook his head and walked towards the boy.

He picked up the boy who was as soft as a pool of mud and placed it by the lake, and then wrapped his body with a felt blanket. Perhaps because of his curiosity about the boy, Chao Qiuge lost his sleepiness. He sat down next to Li Xian, wanted to drink but found that the wine bag was empty.

"Thanks."

The young man who was already unconscious suddenly opened his eyes with difficulty and sincerely said two words to Chao Qiuge.

Chao Qiuge said, "No thanks... do you really remember how many times you drew your sword?"

No answer.

He looked down at Qiuge, but found that the handsome and beautiful boy was already asleep. His brows were slightly frowning because he could feel the huge pain in his body even in his sleep.

"What a monster."

He sighed at Qiuge, leaned back and lay down next to Li Xian.

When the sun was not rising, the blood cavalry had already woken up habitually, rolled up their felt blankets and placed them on the war horses, and then began to prepare breakfast. Daxi Changru walked to Li Xian's side, squatted down beside him, put Li Xian's arm exposed outside the felt blanket back, and then helped him tuck the corners of the quilt.

"Wake him up when you eat, if he can't get up... and stab him in the butt."

Daxi Changru ordered a blood cavalry to do what he said.

The boy's breathing was very smooth, but his brows were still locked deeply. Daxi Changru knew what kind of pain Li Xian was enduring, even if he was sleeping.

"The butt didn't offend you, I hope you treat it well."

Li Xian shrank his body and did not open his eyes.

Daxi Changru smiled: "How did you sleep last night?"

Li Xian sniffed, feeling that he might have caught a cold and his nose felt a little uncomfortable: "It must be very comfortable...if I could fall asleep."

Li Xian really didn't fall asleep. Although he fell off the horse's back, although he was so sleepy and tired that he had a suicide heart, and although he was attached to the hard stones, he was undoubtedly not asleep all night. Li Xian's biggest feeling this night was not how cold the night wind was on the grassland, nor how bright the stars in the sky were, but that he found that all parts except his head did not belong to him, and he could not even feel the existence of his hands and feet.

When the tense nerves relaxed, Li Xian didn't even have the strength to hook his little finger.

"If you pull me, I'm not stingy with saying thank you."

Li Xian opened his eyes and looked at Daxi Changru and said.

Daxi Changru stretched out his hand, but he didn't wait until Li Xian's hand stretched out from the felt carpet. He lifted the felt carpet, and Daxi Changru helped Li Xian and sat up.

"How about it, can the 1,500 times be completed today?"

Daxi Changru asked.

Li Xian thought for a while and said, "My respectful master, if I do it, are you considering giving me any reward?"

"What do you want?"

Daxi Changru didn't expect that this young man with half his life was still in the mood to make requirements.

Li Xian sighed and said, "If you take back the word "我有" for me, I will be grateful. I know you don't understand why I am so resistant to those two words. You can think that I will get constipated when I hear those two words. Master, although this request is a bit too much, it is the motivation to continue drawing my sword. If you don't agree, I might consider jumping into the lake and committing suicide."

"Will you be willing to die?"

Daxi Changru asked a question.

He stood up and said, "I have learned so many small methods and practiced such beautiful archery techniques. I don't think you are a person who can die generously for your ideals. I promise you that as long as you can draw your sword 1,500 times today, I will go and change it.

Li Xian shook his head firmly: "Can I think of one by myself? You can say that it was given to me by you."

"What is it? Let's hear it."

Daxi Changru asked.

Li Xian smiled, very beautiful, gentle, and even a little shy. He remembered the famous time travel novel he read in his previous life, and the boy who was also called Xian like him. But the fate of that boy seemed to be better than that of him. At least there was a blind man with terrifying strength, an old man who left him a large inheritance, an emperor father who finally felt guilty about him, and a perverted heavy sniper. Around him, there was a group of horse thieves, a big bearded man named Zhang Zhongjian, and now there was an abnormal master named Daxi Changru.

"Safe."

Li Xian smiled faintly: "I like these two words, I like them very much."

"If you can complete one thousand five hundred times today, I will promise you."

Daxi Changru turned around and walked towards the distance. Li Xian tried to lift his right arm, and then was surprised to find that his left arm was raised naturally. He smiled bitterly, thinking that training the undeveloped biceps like this is considered to be pulling out the seedlings to grow? It was not that he was confused, but because of the force, he couldn't lift his right arm, but the left arm was lifted under the influence of strength.

Chao Qiuge smiled and said to Li Xian, "Don't frown, hold on, you will get used to it in less than five days. In a year, your right hand will become stronger."

Li Xian still smiled bitterly: "Brother Xiao Chao, I am not worried about my right hand, I am worried about my left hand... Can you find something that doesn't use chopsticks to eat for me?"

Chao Qiuge found that this young man was really cute, and he was still interested in joking in this state.

"I'll go and bake a rabbit for you."

Chao Qiuge stood up and walked towards the rising fire. Before going to bed last night, all the fires had been extinguished and then pressed on stones to ensure that no sparks flew out.

Daxi Changru did not stop Li Xian from swallowing a whole rabbit alone. Although it was not good for the health of overeating without eating a day and a night. Because Daxi Changru knew very well that Li Xian might only eat this breakfast today. Daxi Changru's requirements were so simple and harsh. He drew his sword 1,500 times in a row, otherwise he would have no food to eat. It was not a total of 1,500 times a day, but it was continuous and uninterrupted. An eleven-year-old boy was not shocking to eat a roasted rabbit in one breath, but an eleven-year-old boy drew his sword on the horse's back and vomited until he could even reminisce the taste of what he had eaten last week, he could still hold his hands and feet as soft as noodles but continue his movements stubbornly, which was a bit shocking.

The roasted rabbit circled around Li Xian's stomach and spit it out before it had time to digest it. After eating it out of his mouth and spitting it out, Li Xian was like a single-celled animal, successfully putting the chrysanthemum small door in a laid-off state.

Stubborn boy, if you have such perseverance, what else can't you do?

Daxi Changru looked at Li Xian's figure dragged by the sun, and suddenly felt a long-lost sense of pride in his heart.

"Is the word Wukong really bad? I still think it's much better than Anzhi."

Daxi Changru tried to change Li Xian's idea.

"If you mention these two words again, I will go back to Huaguo Mountain and never come back! Even if the fairy eats you, I will not come back!"

Li Xian said gritting his teeth.

ps: The text of Ming is more beautiful than Di Zhou, so the writing speed is slightly slower. There is no manuscript storage. I will try to maintain the three updates every day. If not, it will not be lower than two updates at least.

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