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Chapter 638 Are you willing to practice martial arts?

"Okay!" After hearing Chang Yuan's words, Wang Sikong laughed, stepped forward, and looked down at the other party. In the past, Wang Sikong could only look down when facing the long-term, but this time, he looked at each other with contempt. This feeling made Wang Sikong extremely happy.

He glanced at the boy in black beside him, and said, "What are you still doing here? Why don't you take the grown-ups to the stables? I'll leave the job of feeding the horses to the grown-ups!"

Hearing this, the boy's face changed slightly.

Chang Chang's face flushed with anger.

Wang Sikong actually asked him to raise horses?

He is a majestic governor of Changzhou, and he went to raise horses for others?

"Wang Sikong!" Chang Changyuan shouted angrily, "Don't bully others too much, don't forget that although my cultivation is useless, I am still the prince's man! If you dare to treat me like this, you will not be afraid Will His Highness not let you go?"

"Prince?"

Wang Sikong sneered, and said: "Changyuan, are you afraid that you are dreaming? Look at you now, you are a useless person, do you think you are worthy of being His Royal Highness? After I become the Governor of Changzhou, I will It’s His Royal Highness’s people!”

As soon as these words came out, Chang Chang's face became even more ugly.

Wang Sikong said with a chuckle: "My lord, do you think His Highness will offend me, the future governor of Changzhou, because of you, a waste?"

Grit your teeth in the long run.

The anger in his eyes became more and more intense.

"My lord!" The servant gently tugged at the hem of his clothes, and said in a low voice, "My lord, the enemy is strong and we are weak. Now the situation is not good for you. You should not fight hard with him."

Hearing these words, Chang Changyuan's expression changed for a while, and the clenched fist finally relaxed slowly. In the depths of his eyes, a sense of depression gradually emerged, he sighed, and said to the servant next to him:

"Forget it, let's raise horses, but I have one condition." Chang Yuan patted the boy in black beside him, and said, "I want him to go with me. He came to take care of my daily life."

"whispering sound!"

Hearing this, Wang Sikong immediately sneered: "A dead piece of trash, who has no shit skills, but has a lot of conditions, and wants a servant?"

But just a servant.

In a long way, he was also the former governor of the state. If no one took care of him, he might die someday.

At that time, I will have to get myself into trouble.

Thinking of this, Wang Sikong waved his hands and said, "Forget it, if that's the case, let this servant go with you."

After Wang Sikong finished speaking, he turned around.

Lazily walked back to the main hall.

After Chang Yuan hugged Wang Sikong's back, he followed the boy beside him and walked slowly towards the stable.

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The stables are in a remote part of the main hall.

These horses are huge, and they are quite ferocious monsters. They are the mounts on which Liangzhou soldiers ride. It's just that the smell of monsters is very strong, and because of the usual defecation and urination, before they get there, a soaring stench hits their faces.

Chang Changyuan only felt his stomach churn, and he almost vomited while lying on the ground.

The boy sighed, patted him on the back lightly, and said helplessly, "My lord, why do you think you are doing this? Why do you still come to Liangzhou main hall? Aren't you suffering?"

"Even if I suffer, it won't make my enemy feel better!" Chang Yuan snorted coldly, stood up from the ground, and said with an ugly face, "I'm fine, it's just... I have something to ask you, you must be truthful answer me."

"You say." The boy nodded.

Chang Yuan didn't speak immediately, but stretched out his hand, pinched the young boy's shoulder, and said with a light smile, "Yes, he is a good seedling, but it's a pity that you have a bad life and have been born as a servant. If your parents worked hard Some, maybe you will be an excellent warrior."

The boy was pinched in pain, frowned, and said, "What's the matter with you? Just tell me."

Chang Yuan chuckled, and said inscrutablely: "Let me ask you, are you interested in becoming a warrior?"

Musha?

Hearing this, the servant was slightly taken aback.

Immediately afterwards, his face became ecstatic.

"I want to! Why don't you want to? I want to be a martial artist even in my dreams!" The boy said excitedly, but before he was excited for a long time, he said dejectedly: "But when I was young, my family was poor and I didn't have the conditions to become a martial artist. The old martial artist in the village It is said that the best time for a martial artist to practice is before the age of eight. When I have saved enough money, no martial arts gym is willing to take me in, saying that I am no longer suitable for martial arts."

The boy's eyes flickered with disappointment.

"shallow!"

Chang Yuan snorted and said, "That's because they are short-sighted and ignorant. If you want, I can teach you!"

"you teach me?"

The boy's face changed slightly, and then he burst into ecstasy: "You...you really have a way to help me? You are not lying to me, are you? Everyone in the martial arts gym has said that I missed the best time to practice!"

"Cut." Chang Yuan snorted, showing a rare look of arrogance: "What kind of bullshit martial arts school? This old man is the dignified governor of Changzhou, and you compare me with those three religions?"

Hearing this, the boy's expression became ecstatic again.

How could he not understand the long-term meaning, this is a great opportunity!

The majestic governor of Changzhou wants to teach him how to practice in person?

This is a blessing that others can't cultivate in a few lifetimes!

Without further ado, he fell to his knees and kowtowed three times to Chang Yuan: "Master, please accept my disciple's bow!"

"You little thing, are you clever?"

Changyuan smiled, helped the other party up from the ground, and said: "But the old man said in advance that I will teach you martial arts. Apart from you and me, there must be no third person to know! You understand ?"

"Yes, disciple understands!"

The boy said hastily.

"Shut up!" Chang Yuan raised his hand, tapped him on the head, and said, "Remember, you can't call me master except you can't tell about the martial arts practice! Especially you can't go out Call me master in front of people! Do you understand?"

"Then...what's your name?"

The boy covered his head and asked.

"Call me master." Chang Yuan said lightly, then walked forward.

"Yes, sir."

The boy responded, suppressed the joy in his heart, hurriedly followed, and then led the way.

Looking at the opponent's back, a ruthless look suddenly flashed in Chang Changyuan's eyes.

In his heart, a plan was brewing, and the key to this plan was the servant in front of him!

However, this stern look was quickly covered up by Chang Yuan. He took a deep breath, and his whole body returned to calm again.