General, cut off your sleeves!

Chapter 59: It's not ashamed to be a performer

Zou Jinchu finally walked away neatly, the child pouted and stared at his back, not to mention how pitiful he was.

"Hey, want to be like him?"

Nod, nod decisively.

"Pa...then practice hard!"

He worships Zou Jinchu, which is easy to see from the perspective of a bystander, but Zou Jinchu probably doesn't take the little boy's worship to heart.As for the general, there are a bunch of people who admire him since he was a child.

However, he feels that only dreams cannot be let down, and he will support children's dreams until the day it comes true.However, he couldn't say words of encouragement, like, I believe you will be successful in the future.

Anyway, pressing him to practice to death will always increase his ability to protect himself in the future. He can see that this kid will probably go to the battlefield to earn meritorious service in the future.

In the distance, the sound of "哗哗哗" he swung while practicing was powerful yet flexible. This kid's comprehension ability is really good, and he insisted on extracting moves suitable for long spears from his saber techniques.

In fact, moves are dead, but people are alive.Dismantled and reassembled, and then slightly adjusted, many moves can be used, and in the eyes of laymen, this is a new move.

The truth is easy to say, but it often requires countless trials. At least Mo Wanqing often sees children practice hard to correct a move, and can continue to swing tens of thousands of times until they find the most correct trajectory.

"A promising little brat."

Mo Ni's talent once made him amazed and regretted, but unfortunately he was a bit older, his bones were shaped a lot, and his moves were also affected by a lot of flexibility.But this can be properly replenished with strength, and he obviously thought of doing so, so the bamboo forest in the yard was reduced at an extremely fast speed...

The next day, Mo Wanqing got up early and left a note for Mo Ni after practicing martial arts, and went out with the knife.

He was inspired by the busker he saw yesterday, so he decided to give it a try.

In this way, people in the market saw a slender and beautiful boy slowly walking towards him dragging a huge knife. That scene... well, I dare not look directly at it, it looks like a Shashen.

Everyone is in awe of him, so how can anyone dare to watch him, so the kind smile that Mo Wanqing tried to pull out while standing there has no effect other than scaring several children to tears. There are still so many people, but they are not afraid to go to his side Come together, and even avoid him on purpose.

What did he do?No, I don't see how much people are afraid of him when I go to the street. Could it be... because he is holding a murder weapon?

Mo Wanqing couldn't help raising the knife, which was half the height of a person, and sure enough...the person hid even more.It turns out that he looks scary like this, that's really his crime, but he has to beg for money by wielding a knife, just like those buskers yesterday.

Can the knife dance that everyone is unwilling to give even a look really bring "rewards"?

Gritting my teeth, my heart swayed, I have come, I have to try no matter what.

Boosting Qi, Luck, Folding, Pushing... Mo Wanqing's saber technique is not gorgeous, but it is a fierce move. It is a brilliant move that he bought with his life to control the enemy.If there is someone fighting with him in front of him, it can be said that there is no trick. That person has already experienced such cruel tricks as beheading, cutting in half, and longitudinally cutting.

However, how could a knowledgeable person appear here so easily?Only the passers-by who were frightened by him did not see half a person within a five-foot radius of the roadside where he stood, and some who were frightened by his murderous aura did not dare to pass him.

Gradually, people were blocked on both sides of him, and no one stepped over. From a distance, it seemed that Mo Wanqing was quite popular.

However, he refused in his heart. He finally betrayed his face and came here to perform art. It's fine if no one pays, but he was scolded.

You listen, "It's scary, is he a gangster from somewhere? What does he want to do?"

Bandit Jiang Yang is big, he is here to perform!

"Sin, I'm probably not a good person..."

Even more nonsensical words, he pretended not to hear, harming people is not so harmful, he doesn't think his dancing is worse than yesterday's, shouldn't they give some rewards for such beautiful and moving movements?

Of course, no.

Attacks are inevitable. No one stayed to watch because of his saber skills. They just watched for the purpose of looking at rare goods.

"Bang!"

Mo Wanqing stopped suddenly, and the huge knife hit the ground to make a shallow hole. Everyone looked at him even more strangely, but when he stopped moving, people naturally started to pass by him.

One or two to a group, and finally the place returned to its original state. I was a little discouraged and packed up my things. When I was about to go back and find another way, I was suddenly stopped by the people behind.

The young man in all his clothes clasped his fists at him, and then politely invited him to meet their master in the restaurant.Mo Wanqing looked in the direction his finger was pointing at, and saw a young man smiling at him.

This person is very familiar, so he followed him to see who it was, and Mo Wanqing followed him to the restaurant without saying a word.

The lobby of that restaurant was very lively. There was a large crowd of people, and the aisles were full of people. It was a man in a hard suit who led him through a shortcut to the second floor.

The second floor is relatively quieter, and the young man by the window is the one who greeted him just now.

The man was leaning on the reclining chair with half-bent legs, holding a beauty fan in his hand, he must be a suave young man.He is obviously not on the same level as him, and there shouldn't be any intersection with him, but what follows is a strange sense of deja vu.

"Have we met?"

The man's slanted Danfeng eyes narrowed slightly, and only then did he find out from his long-term memory the fragment of the boy's fainting later. "Thinking about it, I have saved you. Is this how you treat your benefactor?"

"what?"

Is there such a thing?He only felt that the man's face seemed to have been seen once before, but such an unforgettable thing as saving his life should not be the case.

Seeing that he still didn't have the slightest memory, Gu Xuanye felt helpless, and at the same time was annoyed that he was easily forgotten as a king, "The court."

This is the only reminder he is willing to give, if the boy still can't remember, even if he still has a little affection for him, he will disappear a lot.

Mo Wanqing suddenly felt a burst of pressure, it was not from the suppression of strength, but from the momentum, his face suddenly overlapped with a person in a blink of an eye.

The young man suddenly appeared in the courtroom, but his only impression of him was that he walked in against the light and made the audience bow down. This man had a strong aura, and that was his only impression.

As for the appearance, hehe, it is said that it is backlit, so it is strange to see clearly.

But seeing that he didn't recognize the person just now, the other party's sudden change of momentum also knew that he was annoyed.Really... a difficult young master.

"I remember, it's you."

He didn't know what to say other than this sentence, he didn't even know the name and appearance of the other party, he only had a vague impression, but the other party used it to blame him, could he call it vexatious?

However, seeing that he remembered it, the extremely arrogant young man raised his chin proudly, "Remember, I...my name is Gu Xuanye."

"Oh." Mo Wanqing with an indifferent face said that he was even more confused. He began to use his extremely poor EQ to guess whether the visitor wanted to make friends with him, but this is the attitude of making friends?At any rate, like Zou Jinchu, let's have a few jars of good wine and chat for a while.

Gu Xuanye didn't expect that Mo Wanqing would remain indifferent when he heard his name, and was surprised that there are still people who don't know the king's name.Also, his attitude of indifference to himself made him more annoyed. After all, he is also the king of a country, and he can be regarded as a personable person. Why is he so unpopular with Mo Wanqing?

But since he is the emperor, he will not be an incompetent person, just a little embarrassment, which can be easily resolved by changing the subject.

"I saw your sword dance here just now, it is really superb, have you practiced it?"

When it comes to one of his proudest, Mo Wanqing is still willing to say a few words to him, "It's been practiced, and I haven't really done it for a long time, and I'm a lot rusty."

Gu Xuanye clapped his palms and smiled, "Where are you unfamiliar, your saber technique is so practical that I have never seen it in my life, if it goes on the battlefield, it will definitely shine."

Looking closely at Mo Wanqing, he discovered that his face is also very rare and gorgeous, whether it is his misty peach blossom eyes, fair and supple skin, pink cherry lips...combined together, it is a stunning look. painting.

And his difference is that generally beautiful people are often amazing at first glance, and the more you look at it later, the less you feel, but the young man makes people think he is beautiful at first glance, but at second glance, A third eye will only reveal more of his beauty.

Gu Xuanye, who has read all the beauties in the world, knows that Mo Wanqing is called a natural beauty, and he is a rare beauty.

It's a pity that such a beauty has a temper that doesn't match his face. She doesn't like to interact with people and is quite arrogant. Just now, I can see from his saber skills that this is a deadly weapon.

If you change your face, then I can still regard you as a capable soldier...

The palace is lonely, and there is no one who can sit and chat with him quietly. Even if his attitude towards him is considered offensive, as long as he doesn't mind, it's okay for the people around him to break out in a cold sweat.

He has seen many delicate flowers, but he has never seen such a prickly flower.

Therefore, Mo Wanqing is a unique existence.

Mo Wanqing moved her body unconsciously, and had to say that she felt a rather terrifying sense of aggression just now, although it was only for a moment, it was enough to make people shudder.What's even more strange is that as soon as his hairs stood on end, that feeling disappeared, like it was just an illusion?

His gaze suddenly met a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. There seemed to be an unknown force in those eyes forming a fine and dense net to slowly tighten the prey until it was completely bound.

He said, "Just now, are you doing a show?"

Uh, he couldn't give an answer. Does the obvious matter need to be explained again?But following the man's action, he was taken aback.

I saw him beckoning to the well-dressed man, who immediately took out a large stack of... bank notes from his arms.

"Master, there are only whole ones."

The Washington man didn't care, he took it and waved him back, then put the stack of banknotes on the table without looking at it, and pushed it lightly. "Hey, these are for you."