"Damn, I had a good sleep this time!" Old General Guo Changsheng stretched and sat up. He subconsciously turned sideways. Since he had an osteoma in his throat, he had to dig out his heart and lungs every time he got up.

Coughing for a while has become a habit.

Hi - The old general was ready to cough, but in vain he found that the spittoon beside the bed was missing. He held back his breath, and he no longer had to cough. He stretched out his hand and scratched his head and then remembered that Xu Qing had been here yesterday, as if to treat him.

Are you sick? He reached out and touched his throat. He couldn't feel the swelling before. He pinched it harder and there was no longer that unforgettable sting. He already understood.

Turning over and getting up, Guo Changsheng felt particularly refreshed. He took a few steps to the wall and reached out to take off the ghost-headed sword that had not been used for a long time. The "old friend" who had been with him for decades was still so heavy, and he felt a sense of pride in his heart.

In agitation, he quickly walked to the door with the ghost head knife in hand.

Squeak! The door opened, and a cool breeze with the fragrance of mud rushed towards him. The old general held his hand on the door frame and raised his head to take a deep breath. He murmured in his mouth, "My mother's legs."

Walked to the center of the yard.

Holding the old spring with his fingers and raising it to the level of his chest, Guo Changsheng couldn't remember how many years it had been since he got up in the morning to practice swordsmanship. He thought about those days... Oh! It's so damn hard to think about those days when I'm old and powerless.

Click! The Ghost-headed Sword was unsheathed with a dull knocking sound. Guo Changsheng threw away the empty sheath with a deep shout. He held the sword with one hand and flicked it, causing a layer of cold air to rise. This Ghost-headed Sword was said to be a

A glimpse of an old artifact was acquired by him when he was young. At that time, this sword was very famous. The number of heads he chopped off was at least three digits. It was worthy of the name of killing hundreds of people. The name of the sword was to kill ghosts and drink blood to break obstacles.

No one knew the origin of the Ghost Slaying Sword before, but in the hands of Guo Changsheng, it became a fierce sword that made enemies as fearful as a tiger. He had not practiced many fancy tricks, and all he took was a fierce and radical approach. His sword skills were majestic.

With an unparalleled domineering spirit, even the old generals can fight.

The blade of the blade flashed like a ball of snow, and there was a strong cold air between the blooms. It seemed that even the surrounding air was dyed by the wind of the blade and became much colder. Guo Changsheng was drunk. He had not had this hearty feeling for a long time.

, it was as if his hands and feet were back on his body at this moment, still so flexible and strong, he even wanted to cut himself to see if this was an illusion.

"Drink! Do it!" The change of the knife style was in vain, and a strong wind swept to the white birch tree on the side. This tree was already some years old, and the trunk was about the width of a bowl. In the past, Guo Changsheng would never have thought of cutting it with one knife.

Cut it off, but an idea flashed through his mind today, maybe it can be done.

Click! The knife passed without a trace. Guo Changsheng put the knife away and carried it on his back. There was already a layer of sweat on his forehead, but he smiled, and the long-lost feeling came back.

Bang! The severed birch tree fell with a crash, and the crown of the tree, which had just grown some new leaves, rested on the ground and made a soft sound. Guo Changsheng smiled, and two lines of tears flowed down his cheek unconsciously.

Bang bang bang - bursts of crisp slaps came from behind. Guo Changsheng frowned and turned around, only to see Xu Qing and Lu Yinxue walking towards this side clapping their hands.

Xu Qing had promised not to drink alcohol last night, but when he got to the table, his uncle Guo Huaigang drank him a lot. As a result, he got excited and overturned two boxes of national cellars. Even Lu Yinxue drank a few glasses to cheer him up.

It was getting very late after dinner, so I simply fell asleep here, thinking that I could help the old man consolidate the curative effect today. Unexpectedly, the restless old general practiced it so early in the morning, and he seemed to be in good spirits.

foot.

Guo Changsheng strode forward with a ghost-slaying knife in his hand. Lu Yinxue obediently came over and reached out to hold his grandfather's arm, pouting and saying: "Look, you just ran out to play with the knife when you were sick. What should you do if you catch a cold?"

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Guo Changsheng laughed and said, "I'm feeling very well now. I haven't felt this well in decades." As he spoke, a pair of deep eyes stared at Xu Qing, and his face became serious in vain.

Xu Qing felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by the old man like this. He reached out and touched his nose and said with a smile: "Well, your sword skills are good, swish..."

Guo Changsheng's eyes widened and he asked in a deep voice: "Boy, who did you sleep with last night?" As soon as he said these words, a blush flew up on the face of Lu Yinxue beside him. Last night, a young couple not only slept with

They got together and promised each other several times... Bang bang bang, when grandpa asked me about it early in the morning, my heart couldn't help but jump like a little rabbit.

"This...that!" Xu Qing almost choked to death at the old man's words. No matter how thick-skinned he was, he still felt as hot as if he had been washed with pepper water. Can this issue about the origin of human beings be put on the table?

?At this moment, two squeaking screams came from behind, and the six-eared macaque ran over from behind as if flying, followed his heels and climbed onto his shoulder with a squeak, stretched out its claws and pointed at the squeaking tip behind him.

Call.

Xu Qing turned around and saw two calf-sized German shepherds rushing over from behind. These two fierce dogs were Oba and Bu Si raised by the old man. The strange thing was that the hair on the top of the two fierce dogs' foreheads was burned by fire.

A large piece fell, and smoke was still rising, and a burning smell could be smelled from a long distance.

In the blink of an eye, the two fierce dogs had rushed forward. They raised their front paws and opened their mouths to bite the six ears. It was so frightened that it screamed and jumped on top of Xu Qing's head. The two fierce dogs reacted extremely quickly and slammed their thick hind legs on the ground.

He jumped up and opened his big mouth to bite off the macaque's waist and legs.

Sooner or later, at the moment when the canine teeth were close to the monkey's fur, two big open palms suddenly stretched out, firmly grabbed the dog's neck, and gently and deftly pinched the two beasts, which are homophonic with the president's name.

Lifted it up.

Wuwu - No matter how hard they struggled, the two fierce dogs could not break free from the iron-like hands on their necks. They could only kick their legs in vain and howl. They were also unlucky today. They were sleeping soundly and were killed by a wild beast who didn't know where it came from.

The monkey lit the dog hair on its head. When they woke up from the pain and put out the fire on their head, the monkey had already disappeared. When they chased it out, it was choked by someone again. After struggling for a few times, it even spat out urine.

Xu Qing frowned, raised his arms, and used skill to throw the two fierce dogs away for several meters. The two beasts were quite agile. They turned over and stood up immediately, with their front paws on the ground and their buttocks pouting at the six ears above his head.

He barked, but no longer had the courage to pounce forward. Dogs are all very smart animals. Some dogs have become slippery and have a tendency to bully the weak and fear the strong. Even if they are brave enough, they don't dare to rush forward and kill him again.

Guo Changsheng raised his eyebrows, raised his hand and pointed at the two German shepherds with his ghost-killing knife, and shouted in a deep voice: "You bitch, if you call me again, believe it or not, I will chop you up to make hot pot, get out!" It's funny to say, two menacing German shepherds.
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