The old man has a lot of children and grandchildren, and his wives and concubines are all in the family. He is a family that has been passed down from generation to generation. He never tires out the fine food and fine meat...

The warrior respects me and begs me, and the court values ​​me and treats me with me...

Drink tea in your spare time and call friends, and be in charge of things in your busy schedule and respond to them...

I am a role model in the world, a noble leader, Yan Jingxian Lao, and a cabinet bachelor...

The day before yesterday, I discussed national affairs in the cabinet, and yesterday I selected heroes with the heads of each family...

So now...

"It's just a nightmare."

Yinling Bohe pushed Sasa Jueluo away in his arms. The star-positioned martial pillar of the three-eyed Titan was still so young and cute, with a blow-breaking skin, like a little boy who threw himself into his grandfather's arms. But his internal organs were already shattered into flesh by Hehe's "land collapse" and "sea tilt" light. A black turbid liquid flowed out of the corner of his mouth. He was pushed by Hehe's tears and fell to the ground without making any sound. It was as light as a doll.

The Wanxiang Warfare Art has always been good at fighting cattle across the mountains, and has always been the second first choice for noble warriors. The first choice is the sword-holding technique - killing people and leaving all corpses, hurting people invisibly, making elegant moves, and suppressing people with power. When He Lei first came into contact with the tactics, he recognized the Wanxiang Warfare Art as a field he was willing to devote his life to studying.

Even though he was later called "The First Speed ​​of Huiyao" because of his proficiency in Lingxu's warfare, He Lei still likes the World of Warfare the most. He clearly can only fully exert the power of the World of Warfare with a sword or a gun, but He Lei wants to use the World of Warfare with a Wanxiang warfare, even if it takes more than ten years to form a new tactical system.

He Lei is called the "Stop Killing Martial Pill". In addition to praising him for his extraordinary speed and taking advantage of weight, he also implicitly uses it to "Stop Killing" - he is the fastest martial pillar, and he is only the fastest martial pillar.

However, this time He Lei met an enemy who completely restrained his speed. The Three-Eyed Titan's "Eyes of the Reflection of the Present" was able to hold him for several moments, causing his speed advantage to disappear.

After practicing the Wanxiang Warfare for decades, I finally came to the stage that belongs only to it tonight.

But the price is also extremely heavy.

He Lei sat down next to the ruined walls and looked down at the two sword hilts that penetrated his chest and abdomen. In order to find a fighter opportunity, he had to reveal his flaws and seduce Sassa Jueluo into his arms.

He succeeded, and Sassa Jueluo did not give up this flaw and took the initiative to expose himself to Yin Lingbo's palm; he also failed because the flaw he pretended to be exposed was turned into a real flaw by Sassa Jueluo.

The old hands trembled and held the hilt of the sword. He Cai suddenly had some strength. He looked around and confirmed that there was no one around. Then he made up his mind to draw out the short sword. He screamed in pain, and tears burst out from his eyes. The pain was so painful that the old tears were everywhere, and the pain was as hunched as shrimps.

It took a while to breathe. He Cai leaned against the wall, and the green light appeared in his right hand and caressed the wound. Not to mention anything else, the inner scene warfare is a compulsory warfare for the nobles, so He Cai naturally knew it, but in the past few decades, medical officials have always helped him treat him, and it was the first time he treated himself.

After all, he is a nobleman, guarding the imperial power and the pillar of the court. He is born noble, and the starting point is the end that countless people are too eager for. He is outstanding in talent and rarely a child prodigy. He is considered to have the resources to be a priest. He was taught since childhood that he was born to rule others and teach the people. No one can compare to him, and no one can convince him...

So...how did he fall to this point?

The position of chief minister was stolen by the order of the vegetable garden; the imperial guards of the imperial court were also taken over by Yu Ke. Although he was the leader of the nobles of Yanjing, he had neither military power nor real power. Apart from the "noble prestige" that he entertained himself, he seemed to have really wasted these decades.

As Cha Huan said, he called himself "I'm a man", which means that he seemed to have nothing to beat others except his age...

So everything is caused by tea fun? Yes, it must be his fault. If he hadn't taught me too hard in the imperial court, how could I become timid, greedy for the prosperity of Yanjing, and be willing to be the status of aristocrats?

Thinking of this, He Lei felt better, but he quickly smiled bitterly and shook his head.

He knew it had nothing to do with Cha Huan, because when Cha Huan was desperate, he began his own genius path. He became the leader of the Imperial Academy in the second grade. He started as a pure blue operator when he became an official in the court, with a glory and a bright future...

He also had a passionate desire to become an unparalleled national hero for a lifetime and be able to carry the country for thousands of years. In recent popular terms, he could become a historical figure who could join "The Unparalleled Kill"...

However, this passion will always make you grind off a little fame and fortune, and you will grind off a little while when you are wasted. The world is unpredictable and grind off a little more. After grinding over and over, you will be grindled to the end of your life.

In the end, he did not become a border general who suppressed one side, nor was he able to become the chief minister of the cabinet who ruled the world. Instead, he became a noble who maintained traditions, just like his countless fathers.

A nobleman living in his dream.

Compared with the past, the nightmare now makes He Lei feel like he is alive. At least at this moment, he is not stopping Wu Zhu or Yin Lingbo, but protecting Yan Jing, protecting the royal family, and protecting the people...nobles!

"cough!"

He Lei coughed out a mouthful of blood foam. He looked down and found that although he stopped the bleeding from the wound, his body was still full of holes.

The internal organs were shouting, the blood was running away, and the strong-looking appearance could not suppress the collapse of this simplified body.

Sassa Jueluo also used some tactics and techniques. Although He Lei's injuries seemed to be just a sword injury, they had already used light to shake He Xue's internal organs. If He Lei had not been Wu Zhu, he would have fallen into coma and shock due to internal bleeding, and then he died directly.

But even Wu Zhu can only skip the step of "coma shock".

He Lei looked at the silver bell in his hand and sighed: "Sima Huo... Come and save me... I still have some help..."

He lowered his hands weakly, looked up at the starry sky, and occasionally one or two fireworks bloomed in the dark.

After a while, a mysterious force suddenly surged from He Lei's body, causing him to make his final call:

"Tea love!"

"I have something I want to talk to you for a long time. I don't know if you can listen, but I just want to say--"

"I! Damn! You! Mother!"

...

...

In the ruins of the broken walls, Cha Huan suddenly turned his head and looked around.

"Principal, what's wrong?" Yu Ke asked: "Are there any other enemies?"

"No, I just feel someone is calling me."

"Maybe someone expressed his respect to you before he died," Yu Ke smiled and said, "If I am about to die, I will definitely thank you sincerely for your cultivation."

"Why can't you thank me when you're alive?"

"That won't be true. It's too embarrassing, and after you die, you don't have to listen to the sarcastic spirit behind you."

"Two, can you leave it to the grave before you talk about it?" Xie Chenyuan couldn't help but say, "The Demon King is not dead yet."

Yes, when Cha Huan and Yu Ke were chatting, smile was still on the battlefield, and it did not launch an attack, but maintained a defensive posture. It had been a few minutes since it only defended but not attacked. No matter how Cha Huan and the other three cut their flesh and blood during this period, it had no intention of fighting back.

Even if the tea lover stops to chat, it won’t do anything.

Although such enemies who are willing to be sandbags, Cha Huan and others have never seen each other before, they will naturally not be ruthless when fighting, and they will even be more enjoyable when fighting. But soon, they discovered a problem-

They are tired.
Chapter completed!