Lord of the Desert

Chapter 336 Superb
The official road became busy for a short time.

Crowds of people were returning home.

The setting sun clings to Zuoban Mountain.

Two young warriors are at the end.

"Have you been doing farm work since you started practicing martial arts?"

Hong Fan asked.

"I still did it a few years ago. After all, my family has twenty acres of farmland, and I am the fastest worker in the family."

Gu Yixin replied.

"Later, when I was 19 years old, I was on the list of geniuses. The local martial arts academy gave me money every month, so I stopped doing it."

"Then why do you want to return to your old career now? You're not making any progress in practicing martial arts?"

Hong Bum made a joke.

"no."

Gu Yixin didn't seem to hear the ridicule.

"At first, practicing martial arts seemed to solve everything, so I was extra diligent - but then I found out that was not the case."

He leaned on the ground with his spear, making it look like a cane.

"Since the fields in Longqiu Town are planted, they will be harvested. In fact, I won't be able to use them."

"But when things go wrong, it's especially easy to meditate when you're with the crops - you come from a wealthy family, so maybe you don't feel this way?"

Gu Yixin glanced at Hong Fan.

"I didn't have it before, but I feel a little bit better today."

The latter said frankly.

The two chatted one after another.

By the time we walked back to Longqiu Town, it was already half dark and smoke was floating everywhere.

At the gate of the town, the dogs of each family were waiting under a few large locust trees. When they saw their owners coming from a distance, they would prick up their ears and wag their tails.

The dogs barked in confusion, and everyone returned to their homes.

Gu Yixin sent Hong Fan back to the alley outside Yingshan Courtyard and stood on the footpath to thank him.

"Thanks to you today."

"I thought you wouldn't want to."

"Actually, there aren't many warriors in the Bai Sheng Army who are willing to go to the fields; some are just doing it for the fun of me and Brother Duan..."

It was rare for him to say much, and he stopped talking before he could finish his words.

"I'm not saying they're bad."

An explanation seems to be superfluous.

Gu Yixin scratched the back of his neck in embarrassment.

"Are you still going tomorrow?"

He asked, returning to his usual dull demeanor.

"Go; there's nothing else, why not go?"

Hong Fan returned immediately.

"Okay, I'll join you tomorrow."

Gu Yixin smiled clearly, and when he saw that Hong Fan's long gown was stained with dirt and lost its luster, he patted his arm affectionately.

His movements were a little reserved, as if he was worried about going too far.

At this time, Hong Fan could roughly guess how a farmer's son would feel after becoming a genius in a circle composed of noble families.

The moon rose over the low wall of the alley.

Under the cold light, the tip of the gun was soaked.

Hong Fan once again looked at the deployment of the top talent.

The blade of the gun was stained with grass clippings and dried mud, and the edge of the murder weapon could not be seen.

Gu Yixin also noticed.

"The tip of this gun is strong, just wash it later and apply some oil on it and it will be fine."

He didn't care.

"No, I just feel more and more that this gun should have a name."

Hong Fan said firmly.

The ancient meaning is new and I can’t understand its meaning.

"The soldiers of other warriors have names, and most of them also have inscriptions."

Hong Beom insisted.

"In comparison, your gun can kill people, cut rice, and even stabbed Kou Yong and Qu Luoyi."

"It deserves a good name."

As he spoke, his mind began to race.

However, Gu Yixin still shook his head.

"Names are used to distinguish them. How come there are so many good and bad ones?"

"'Ancient and new gun', isn't it enough?"

he asked earnestly.

A rhetorical question actually blocked the three or four names and five or six gun inscriptions that Hong Fan had in mind.

Hong Fan couldn't help but nod.

"Enough, more than enough..."

He thought about it and sighed.

"It doesn't get any better!"

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When Hong Fan returned to the courtyard, it was already past midnight (eight o'clock in the evening).

The green bricks in the courtyard had been swept, and the accumulated dust was piled under the camphor tree in the corner of the courtyard.

On the stone table next to the door, there was a basket, which probably contained dinner sent by the servants.

Hong Fan picked up the basket and walked across the small courtyard.

The door to the left compartment was open, and he wanted to look past it without squinting, but he heard several sounds of tearing wood fibers.

This movement was slightly deliberate.

Hong Fan turned around and saw Tang Xingqing sitting on a small wooden bench inside the threshold, tearing a red vine under the light.

Her long hair was pulled up to the side of her face, her face was bare-faced, and her fair skin was slightly less red.

Undoubtedly a beauty.

"What are you doing?"

Hong Fan asked.

Tang Xingqing then raised her eyes to look at him, as if she hadn't noticed anyone entering the hospital before, and then she nuzzled towards the camphor tree.

"That's a camphor tree."

Hong Fan replied in an introduction tone.

Tang Xingqing's hands peeling off the vine paused, and she tried hard to hold back the roll of her eyes that almost rolled out.

"I swept the entire yard today. It took me an hour. Now I'm going to fix the broom."

She had to proactively promote her achievements.

Hong Fan naturally noticed it.

At Tang Xingqing's feet, the softened moso bamboo branches were combed into knots and tied neatly.As for the red vines that were torn into strips, they were obviously used to tie the small moso bamboo bundles onto the broom handles.

"You, the eldest daughter of a noble family, would actually do this?"

Hong Fan asked, sitting down on a rattan chair in the courtyard.

"The eldest lady of the aristocratic family..."

Tang Xingqing spoke with disdain.

"Have you heard what my second grandfather said about 'the daughter of the Tang family'?"

"I was born as a concubine in a side house; apart from going to the fields, I have done all kinds of chores since I was ten years old."

"From not being able to participate in the ancestral ceremony to being the center of attention of a country's aristocratic family, it only takes four years..."

She spoke sadly, but looked proud.

Hong Fan on the wicker chair nodded clearly.

"You know what I'm talking about?"

Tang Xingqing raised her chin.

"of course."

Hong Fan replied.

"I myself am a concubine of the Hong family, and I understand what you are saying very clearly."

"Humph."

Tang Xingqing didn't appreciate these words, but pursed her lips and sneered - she obviously didn't think the Jinhai Hong family could compare with the Duanli Tang family.

Hong Fan was not angry either.

"And I've seen the legitimate daughter of a wealthy family who was held in her heart. She is indeed not the same as you."

He added.

"You mean Shen Tiexin of the Shen family in Xijing?"

Tang Xingqing guessed.

With Hong Fan ascending to the list of geniuses, the matter of Wu Zheng Yuan has long been known to all the states.

"Yes, it's Shen Tiexin."

Hong Fan replied.

"Shen Tiexin...it is said that she is the most beautiful woman in Liangzhou and even in the world."

Tang Xingqing repeated the name, feeling as if ten thousand ants were crawling in her heart.

"Who is more beautiful, her or me?"

She finally couldn't hold it back and asked.

"Humph."

Hong Fan did not answer, but pursed his lips and sneered.

There was a "stretch" sound.

Tang Xingqing tore off the red vine on her hand and took a few deep breaths before she calmed down.

"In short, I am different from those eldest ladies from aristocratic families who were born with silver spoons in their mouths."

She lowered her eyes and whispered.

"Although you are also a concubine, you are still a man because of your destiny."

"When I was 14 years old, I almost couldn't get into the clan school. I knelt in front of the clan elders for half the night in the heavy snow."

"When I was 15 years old, I was deprived of my monthly supply of Buqi Powder by my boss, so I had to go into the mountains alone to dig for medicine."

"When I was 16 years old, I used half of an old iron pliers to sharpen my first flying sword."

"Three years later, I am now 19 years old, and I can already participate in the meeting with the elders of the clan..."

Tang Xingqing said while exerting force on the red vine.

It's like using another reckless way to prove yourself after losing the duel.

Except for Xingyue, there were only two people in the courtyard at this time.

The words were spoken softly so as not to be heard by the guards outside the door.

When Tang Xingqing counted her glorious achievements, she even kept a straight face, trying to make her Qingli face look less childish.

Although in Hong Fan's view, this behavior itself is very childish.

"Are you listening?"

Tang Xingqing asked suddenly.

"I'm listening."

Hong Fan laughed.

He didn't think there was anything surprising about the other person's life experience.

As a genius, it is natural to be able to do what others cannot.

From Li Heming of the previous generation to Gu Yixin, Qu Luoyi, Su Peifeng and even Hong Fan himself of this generation, everyone is righteous or evil, and they are all outstanding at a glance.

"So, what do you want me to do?"

Hong Fan asked.

"I didn't look for you, you stopped on your own..."

Tang Xingqing defended.

"Oh."

Hong Fan picked up the bamboo basket and stood up to leave.

"Chisha!"

Tang Xingqing was really angry and called him to a stop.

"I really didn't stop it myself this time."

Hong Fan said, stopping to look.

Tang Xingqing's cheeks were slightly red.

"I, I want to ask you..."

When it came to the word "ask for advice", she was a little shy.

"Am I really only as strong as the 98th ranked genius?"

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Tang Xingqing seemed to feel a little childish, and she kept explaining.

"The last one on the list is currently ranked No. 70."

"In other words, apart from you, there are 24 warriors under the age of 22 who are of the same level as me and whose combat power is superior to mine?"

She pinched the cane and breathed slightly.

Hong Fan looked at this nineteen-year-old girl who couldn't let go.

The gorgeous black and gold culottes were damaged and stained with blood and had to be replaced long ago.

What she is wearing now is a dress made of white silk.

Slightly old and simple.

But it is already the best in Longqiu Town.

The light was on the side, illuminating her dress and adding a fluffy golden glow.

The moonlight streamed down and wetted her hair, giving it a faint silvery glow.

At this time, Tang Xingqing was no longer a Thousand Pointed Star who only believed in strength.

Just a young girl who never admits defeat.

PS: Two thousand six hundred words, considering my appalling amount of updates, is it still a big chapter?
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