Since the founding of the Great Xia Dynasty, Jiuzhou has been guarded by ten generals. Although Yangzhou is a prosperous place, it is no exception. The ones stationed here are General Hua and Xia Hua among the ten generals.

Most of the time Xiahua is a camp by the seaside. This time she came to an inn, wearing the most ordinary clothes, and there was no one around her. She came to the inn alone in a seat next to Kanghe. Looking at the pot of tea on the table, the same herbal tea that was already there a few days ago, Xiahua poured herself a cup of it and put it on the table without drinking it.

It’s not the past two days that I can ask about love, but it’s at least nearly ten days. Such tea is what he dislikes the most.

Looking at the already panicked shopkeeper Zhou, Xia Huayou looked at Kang He, who was across from two tables, and was actually a little interested in these two people.

"If you two can come together, you really have to say that God will make people and fortune make people. Do you have to fight to decide the winner and lose the final thing between you? "

Xia Hua slapped the knife in his hand on the table. It was Xia Tianzi who gave the ten generals no one had this. Xia Hua's knife was carved with a flower, a very interesting snowflake, and a snowflake falling in summer was not very good, but it was a flower that could kill people.

"I am now covering Yangzhou City. Don't solve the bad things you had before. If you die, I will arrest another person. The one who died before was the afterglow of the Empire. I can not pursue it at all. If it is necessary, I can even commend you. Now the people sitting opposite your door are all good people of my magistrates. You'd better be more disciplined."

Xia Hua said bluntly, you should know that the two people present are martial arts masters, and each master worked hard to practice swords as they are now. So they are relatively proud of their efforts, so they don’t want anyone to point fingers in front of them.

"It would be a bit too much for you to say this. I am not from you. I have another identity, so you still can't control me."

Kang He said frankly, probably because he wanted to kill this person's aura, but his idea was not successful. Xia Hua was still sitting there, looking at the people walking on the street, and began to sigh that he was the youngest among the top ten generals. Some people said that he had his current position just because he was taken care of, but few people knew that it was very difficult to be a general, let alone an outstanding general, and he had to endure the pain that a person would never endure.

"Kang He is right. We are not people here. So what can you do if you kill each other? It's best not to have something between us. We can still control ourselves from making trouble in Yangzhou City."

It can be heard that this is an advice from Manager Zhou. Xia Hua did not listen to his advice. Ten years ago, he rarely listened to others' advice. Except for the orders from above, he never needed to ask others for instructions on what he wanted to do.

"You'd better not tell your identity. Now I can still chat with you. If you really want to break the window paper, think carefully about how you should end up loving you. This is not the volcanic stones on the East China Sea, and they will not sink for various reasons. Therefore, you must think about things clearly before you speak."

"A general who has been abandoned, what else can you show off? I am Zhou in King Zhao of Zhou,,,,"

Before Manager Zhou could finish his words, Xia Hua's knife had returned to the scabbard. The knife was not just a memorial. In the entire Jiuzhou, only the ten generals could have it, and they could only play the greatest role in their hands.

"Someone will come here to clean up the place later. I don't want to have a lot of trouble in Yangzhou City anymore. I hope you can cooperate more."

Xia Hua walked to Kang He and said in front of him.

"Han Sheng may still be alive, but he can't do whatever he wants under my nose, and I have a very bad temper."

Xia Hua walked past Kang He and was about to go upstairs, a person appeared behind him. Before that, there would be a person behind him, silently.

"Mr. Cao? We haven't met for a long time. Do you want to have two drinks?"

Xia Hua said politely to the person from the previous dynasty, but when he said this, it was easy to hear that this was a polite word by General Manager Cao.

"Thank you, General, I'm just thinking about it. There are just over ten years of aging here."

Manager Cao naturally knew what was in the inn. This was their place. If he could not even remove anything at home, there might be no place to make him feel at ease.

"There is another person upstairs. Why would you please let him go down and have a drink together?"

Xia Hua was a little embarrassed and wondered why she had to be polite. Isn’t this very effective in many cases? Why doesn’t it work at all when it comes to this place?

"The person upstairs was seriously injured. The general should be the way. Those who were seriously injured cannot drink alcohol. If the general wants to find two people, he will leave the Kang He brothers behind. Anyway, he has no other place to go now."

As General Manager Cao was speaking, he turned around and looked at Kang He behind him, holding the Juque Sword in his hand and was about to leave here. When he heard these words behind him, he suddenly stopped, as if he had seen the eyes staring at him behind him.

"Brother Kang He probably doesn't have one, right?"

After being told by General Cao, what can these two people present do? General Cao knew the reputation of General Cao. Although he had been a killer from the National Army, he had no life under his command, and he had never killed a single person. He killed more than 30 people a few days ago. The techniques he came out could not be seen at the forefront, especially Kang He, who was at the scene at the time, and he saw General Cao’s skills so clearly.

The most important thing is that after the attack, General Manager Cao did not have any breath, as if the attack just now was easy for him.

Both of them sat on the same table. Manager Cao moved Manager Zhou's body to the back, and then asked the chef in the backyard to prepare two dishes, both of which were cold dishes, or the simplest.

"You two will order here for a drink, and put the rest first."

The inn has already put a sign of "Idle people are not allowed to enter" at the door of the inn. It was the sign that Manager Zhou put it on. He had planned for a long time this day, but because his heart was too big and he had not been untied, so he did not make any progress without industry and commerce, but instead died in the hands of others.

Sorry, I broke my promise today, and I couldn't stand the headache. I barely wrote this one. I'm going to try it again tomorrow. If it doesn't work, I'll say it won't work.
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