Rebirth of a Star General

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On this day, He Yan made a big splash again.

On the way back, He Yan also met Wang Ba hidden in the crowd. He also came to see He Yan and Jiang Jiao compare guns. After reading it, he wanted to leave. He was accidentally seen by He Yan. He Yan greeted him: "Brother Wang!"

Under the eyes of all eyes, Wang Ba's face was black, and he screamed the boss, screaming like a gnat. He Yan looked at him with a smile on his face. He turned his head away, as if someone was pushing him behind.

"Brother He, really you." Wheat envyed.

"There will be more and more such things in the future, you have to get used to it." He Yan rubbed her wheat head on tiptoe, Hongshan saw it, and murmured, "Also be the boss of others, you can grow a little first. ."

He Yan shrugged his shoulders, conscientiousness was in the people, success in the sky, and the long thing, forced to be unreasonable.

It was about today that I was in a good mood. At night, when He Yan secretly practiced in the middle of the night and went back to bed, she had a dream.

In the dream, she was standing on the platform of Yanwuchang. Others called her boss. Cheng Lisu ran over and said to her with a smile: "Brother He, you have entered Jiuqi Camp!"

"Really?" She was also very happy, only heard a voice, "He Rufei?"

She turned around and saw that it was Xiao Jue. He stared at her coldly, with ironic words, "Are you He He or He Rufei?"

He Rufei, when she heard the name, she suddenly woke up from her dream, sat up and touched her head, she was sweating.

Outside the sky was bright, Hong Shan was pushing the window away, and seeing her wiping sweat, he said casually: "The heat has been terribly hot for a few days, it is estimated that it is going to rain, and it will rain a few times, and the weather will turn cold. Mother, I can I don’t want to spend the summer in Liangzhou Wei anymore. I have lost a lot of skin."

He Yan smiled, still a little uneasy. After seeing the wheat, he said strangely: "Brother Ahe has a bad complexion, is he getting hot? Drink some leaf tea?"

"It's not necessary, it's hot." He Yan got out of bed and put on shoes. "It's good to go out and run and sweat."

After running in the morning with the weight-bearing line, he still practiced martial arts at Yanwuchang. As he practiced, he saw a group of people approaching and stopped in front of He Yan.

He Yan put down the knife in his hand.

"What did you say yesterday, you can count?" Shen Sheng, the headed person, asked.

This is a bald man with long eyebrows, leopard necks, copper bars and bones. A string of buddha beads was worn on the neck. The beads were warm and gleaming with black light, and each grain had a finger. He was holding a gold-backed sword in his hands, and he was much older than He Yan. When it was a year of no doubt, perhaps it was destiny. But people are not at all lazy and lazy, like a tight bear.

"My name is Huang Xiong," the bald man muffled in a muffled voice, "I want to discuss the knife with you."

The recruits with ears around them eavesdropping on them suddenly became excited.

"Ah, there are people, there are people, there are people so soon, I will say, we tens of thousands of Liangzhou guards, how can we not pick someone who teaches this kid to be a man!"

"Yes, yes, extinguish his prestige and avenge our dry cake!"

"I think that this time He Yan can't stand up to prestige. Look at the knife in Huang Xiong's hand, it's not an ordinary product! I'm afraid it used to be a ranger."

He Yan also noticed the knife in Huang Xiong's hand. The blade was red, the back of the blade was extremely thick, the blade was sharp, and the tip of the blade was flat and slightly curved. This kind of knife is very heavy, and ordinary people will feel strenuous when waving it, but with a hero like Huang Xiong, it is just the right might.

"You have a good knife." He Yan praised.

Huang Xiong heard that his eyes softened slightly, he said: "It is my 30-year old friend."

He Yan stunned, could not help but think of his own blue sword. She is now a recruit again and hurried when she came out, unlike Huang Xiong taking her knife to Liangzhou. Actually, they are not used to weapons that do not fit.

At this time, Huang Xiong was envious.

Huang Xiong frowned when he saw that He Yan should not be delayed, "Did you say yesterday that the visitor refused? Do you want to fight now?"

He Yan smiled for a moment, and said with a smile: "Where, I said I can do it, now it is OK."

In front of everyone's eyes, she calmly walked onto the stage of Yanwuchang.

Under the stage, Liang Ping looked at He Yan's movements numbly.

Du Mao leaned on the tree, gloating and saying, "This He Yan under your hands is really going to pick things up."

Liang Ping couldn’t wait to smoke his mouth. If it wasn’t Du Mao’s trouble yesterday, he proposed that Jiang Jiao and He Yan play a match, and He Yan would never go to Wutai, and would not say such a muddled word as a ring. , Where else is there today?

Now even President Shen is the default, Liang Ping can't stop it. I can only meditate in my heart, and I hope that He Yan also has good luck and blessings, and it is better to spend it peacefully.

...

Cheng Lisu stayed in Xiao Jue's room, and bored a ghostly figure on the small table. His uncle was looking at the books sent by Beijing, but he didn't know what it was.

Cheng Lisu felt a little bored. He was thinking about whether to go out to see the end of Yanwuchang and have some fun for himself. Someone knocked on the door outside, Xiao Jue said: "Go in."

It was Shen Han who came in.

Shen Han walked to Xiao Jue and whispered a few words to Xiao Jue. Cheng Lisu moved the chair over there, struggling to extend his ears and heard a few words.

"He Yan... Huang Xiong... Bi Dao... Yanwuchang."

For the first time, Cheng Lisu's inconvenient brain gourd used his gratifying talents. After passing through his heart, he knew what was going on. Someone wants to compete with He Yan, and now he is in the Yanwuchang. He was suddenly agitated in his heart. It is indeed his elder brother. He spoke yesterday and someone came to play today. He wants to see it now!

Cheng Lisu secretly put down the pen and paper in his hand, taking advantage of Xiao Jue's back to himself and winking at Shen Han. The crappy ones would sneak out of the room.

Before reaching the door, Xiao Jue said softly: "Cheng Lisu."

Cheng Lisu: "..."

He broke his face and responded, and his heart was strangely strange. His uncle had no longer eyes than other people. How could he be caught every time he did something?

Frankly, Cheng Lisu trot to Xiao Jue and squeezed: "Uncle, I'll take a look. My elder brother compares the knife with the man. How can I not look at it? I have to be a good man. Just come back to practice writing and make sure not to delay!"

Xiao Jue glanced at him, "Did I ever say that I wouldn't let you go?"

"Hey?" Cheng Li Su immediately smiled, "Let go, you don't say that early! Then I will go!" He will run as soon as he turns around, Xiao Jue said: "Slow."

Cheng Lisu looked at him suspiciously.

The latter stood up and went out with Shen Han, "I will go too."

Cheng Lisu dumbfounded.

"Isn't your elder brother going to the Nine Banner Camp?" The young man's lips twitched slightly. "I also want to see how he intends to enter the Nine Banner Camp."