Chapter 81
After nearly a thousand thieves, Luo Changfeng stood side by side with the old leader, looking at Chen Yulou who was in high spirits at this time, the old leader shook his head and sighed: "This kid, it's just a lucky one, so I feel a little ignorant."

The old man had already heard Hua Maguai report the process of the Pingshan inversion in detail once. From the perspective of a bystander, he naturally understood who contributed the most to the success of the inversion.

It can be said that if there is no Luo Changfeng, let alone collect all the merits, it is uncertain how many Chen Yulou, Luo Laowai and the hundreds of bandits will come back.

Although Luo Changfeng's voice was still flat, the old man could hear some helplessness in it, "Old man, people will always grow, and the old man is still young now, and he will gradually get better."

A smile floated on the old man's face, he turned his head to look at Luo Changfeng, and said, "It's also fortunate to have a brother like you helping him, otherwise, it's hard to say whether he will have a chance to grow up."

Speaking of this, the veteran hesitated for a moment, turned his head, still looked at Chen Yulou, and said for some unknown reason: "Changfeng, with your ability, you don't have to submit to him at all."

"If you stand on the top of the mountain and pull up a team, I believe you will be a hero who stirs up the world. Why..."

The old man didn't finish his sentence, but Luo Changfeng already understood what he meant, and said in a deep voice: "Some people may have such and other shortcomings, but he is born to be a leader. Liu Bang, the great ancestor of the Han Dynasty, was just an old man before the incident. Just an idle little ruffian."

"As for some people, they may have all kinds of abilities, but after all they are only suitable to be generals who charge into battle, and they cannot be good leaders. They are like the Overlord of Western Chu."

"The most rare thing for a person is to put himself in the right position, to find his own position, and if he can do this, his life will not be too bad."

After hearing Luo Changfeng's words, the old man praised him, nodded again and again, and a gratified smile appeared on his face again.

At this time, Chen Yulou's eyes just turned over, he took a deep look at him, turned around, patted Luo Changfeng on the shoulder, and walked away slowly.

Luo Changfeng gave Chen Yulou a thumbs-up expressionless, and Chen Yulou seemed to understand something.

You...have you finally recognized me?

Thinking of this, Chen Yulou looked at the old man's back, and a heartfelt smile melted on his face.

……

In the evening, there was naturally another celebration banquet. This time, there were a few more partridge whistles on the main seat of the stone platform.

Luo Changfeng looked at the old foreigner Hua Ling on the opposite side, and Kunlun who was eating a big elbow in his left hand and a leg of lamb in his right, and couldn't help feeling inexplicably happy and moved in his heart.

The touch was not only for the few people who should have died tragically but are still alive now, but also for myself, because I created all this.

Chen Yulou, who was chatting with Partridge Whistle over there, accidentally glanced at Luo Changfeng, but suddenly his eyes widened, as if he had seen something incredible.

"Brother Chen, what's wrong?"

"Don't talk, look."

The three brothers and sisters of Partridge Whistle turned their heads to look at Luo Changfeng in surprise, and couldn't help being stunned. Ever since they saw Luo Changfeng, there had only been one expression on Luo Changfeng's face, and that expression was—— expressionless.

But at this moment, there was a faint smile on Luo Changfeng's face. Yes, Luo Changfeng, who was always expressionless, smiled.

This slight smile made his temperament no longer so cold and cold, making people more willing to get close to him.

The one who felt more deeply than Partridge Whistle and the others was Chen Yulou. They had known each other for five years, and this was the first time Chen Yulou saw Luo Changfengxiao.

His smile is so warm and kind, Chen Yulou never knew that a smile can change a person so much.

The table that suddenly became quiet, and the gazes of the four eyes finally brought Luo Changfeng back to his senses. He turned his head to look at Chen Yulou and the others in surprise, and asked in puzzlement, "What's wrong?"

A look of disappointment suddenly appeared on Chen Yulou's face, and he picked up the wine bowl and took a big gulp, because when Luo Changfeng turned his head, the fleeting smile on his face disappeared without a trace.

Seeing that the men were silent, Hua Ling laughed crisply: "Brother Changfeng, you smiled just now, so you look so pretty when you smile."

"Laughing?" Luo Changfeng was taken aback, "Did I laugh just now?"

Hua Ling and the old foreigner nodded fiercely like chickens pecking at rice. Luo Changfeng looked at the two in a daze, and murmured, "Why don't I know?"

"..."

Chen Yulou put down the wine bowl, and said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "Changfeng, I remember you said that you forgot how to laugh and how to cry, so what were you thinking just now? It reminded you Why are you laughing?"

Luo Changfeng pondered for a while, and then said expressionlessly: "I was thinking just now, if our group of people can stay together until old age, live well, and die at home surrounded by descendants bed, how nice it would be."

"..."

Chen Yulou looked at Luo Changfeng speechlessly, wondering where did he get so emotional?
But Partridge Whistle felt more deeply about the words "live well".

Live well.

yes!Generations of people who have moved mountains have been running around for 2000 years, going through life and death, and striving for the goal of their lives, isn't it just to make their children and grandchildren live well?
Others don't know when they will die, but they know clearly that now they are twenty-seven, and their blood has gradually started to change color. If they can't find Muchen Bead, he only has 13 years left.

There was a moment of silence on the stage, Luo Changfeng suddenly took Chen Yulou's wine bowl, poured a bowl himself, and said, "Today I suddenly want to drink some wine, come on, always turn your head, Brother Partridge Whistle, old foreigner, flower spirit Girls, I respect you."

Seeing this, Chen Yulou immediately yelled at Partridge Whistle, who has always used water instead of wine: "Brother Partridge Whistle, Changfeng has never touched a drop of alcohol. He broke this rule today, so you have to drink anyway." A little?"

"Okay, since that's the case, then I'll just accompany Brother Changfeng."

"Hey, that's right!"

"Dry."

"Changfeng, just smile again, I don't believe you really can't laugh."

"..."

"Okay, that's all, you better stop laughing, your smile is too fake, it's almost uglier than crying, if you don't smile from the heart in the future, you'd better keep your zombie face!"

"Hehehehe..."

……

Luo Changfeng woke up faintly. When he saw the surrounding environment clearly, his face was startled, and then he suddenly realized, is the plot over?
He was drunk that night for the first time in his life, and the last memory before he passed out was that Kunlun carried him back to the room, and when he woke up, he had already returned to the system space.

At this moment, Luo Changfeng didn't feel the slightest hint of alcohol, and he stood up, as if he felt something, looked down, and saw that the flying knife and soft sword he was carrying were still tied around his waist.

Luo Changfeng's eyes lit up. He remembered that last time, he couldn't even bring back the Qing Dynasty clothes, and last time... he failed to control the world, so this time...

Luo Changfei looked up at the only light source in front of him, the big screen.

(End of this chapter)

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