City Marshal

"Everything is decided by the young commander!"

Xue Hen didn't refuse Chu Tian's request at all, he moved his feet and stood up two steps back, "Xue Hen's skills are definitely a world apart from the young commander, and his sword skills are not as good as the commander-in-chief Tian Yangsheng, but If the young commander is interested, Xue Hen will play a song with all his strength to cheer the young commander up."

"It's just that it's not good. Please give me some pointers."

There was a smile on Chu Tian's face, and he looked at the beautiful woman whose expression hadn't changed in the slightest and said, "It's okay, the beauty dance knife is a beautiful scenery, it doesn't matter whether the knife skill is good or bad, in this slightly cold afternoon, drink a cup of hot Tea, watch a sword dance, what more can I ask for?"

Xue Hen bowed slightly and showed a proper smile. The tables and chairs in the restaurant were quickly moved away by Brother Shuaijun, and an open space of more than 30 square meters was cleared. At the same time, twelve machetes of different weights were also placed on the table. Let Xue Hen choose the right weapon according to the weight in his hand.

Chu Tian leaned on the rocking chair and swayed gently, quietly watching Xue Hen choose the scimitar, and at the same time scrutinizing her gestures. He once remembered that the most common action of the person in his heart was that his fingers liked to wipe the blade, although Xue Hen might not Doing that, but the expression will betray her invisible.

Xue Hen held a sharp machete weighing two catties, and subconsciously wiped the shiny blade with his fingers, but in the end he pinched the back of the knife and glanced at it. Chu Tian smiled lightly and did not speak. The handle of the knife jumped out backwards, and the slender waist that was gripped tightly twisted, the knife shined like a practice.

The scimitar in his hand danced like a long dragon, covering her under the light of the knife.

"it is good!"

Chu Tian cheered, but there was music all around, and Xue Hen, who was dancing the knife, realized that there were a few teahouse women sitting around silently, playing the zither, the piano, and the sheng, with melodious tunes, and Xue Hen dancing gracefully The knife is really as light as a butterfly, coming suddenly and retreating suddenly.

Only the lingering fragrance is left, and the beautiful shadow is erratic.

The melody and the knife dance are in harmony with each other. First, it is bright and colorful, and then it is impassioned and sonorous. Chu Tian seems to be attracted by Xue Hen's knife dance and the music around him. He feels that Xue Hen has turned into a butterfly in front of him Flying over the Huangshan Mountain in the desert, there is a delicate beauty in the soul-stirring.

It is also like a lone goose in the sky, singing bursts, there is a hint of nostalgia hidden in the desolation, the music is high-pitched, Xue Hen suddenly dances with his arms, driving the scimitar to dance, the teahouse is like shooting white arrows, the whole hall is spinning, Chutian When the eyes are dizzy, the tone stops suddenly, and it seems to have an aftertaste from the sky.

This woman is delicate enough, even a knife is so charming.

Xue Hen had already drawn the scimitar and gradually drew back his skills. The hall was just like a surging river and sea, but now it became calm and the water was clear. But before Xue Hen let the knife sheath out, a figure suddenly came out, a Qingliang's meat cutting knife slashed at her chest without any warning, and the momentum was unstoppable.

The corners of Xue Hen's mouth twitched slightly, and it was too late to back off without entanglement, and her body's instinct to face danger had already made her use the knife, but although her posture was pretty, it was hard to stop the old demon's attack, the old demon The demon's eyes were sharp, and he suddenly found a flaw in Xue Hen's ribs.

"Go!"

So the old demon turned his slash into a stab without any hesitation, and rushed to Xue Hen's left rib in the air. , Unpredictable, twisted in the air, and fell to the side like a spinning top.

It's just that although she changed her moves quickly, she was stabbed by the old demon in the ribs, and a piece of clothes fell to the ground. At this time, Chu Tian raised his head slightly and said softly: "Miss Xue, your saber technique just now is very beautiful. Today, we will exchange ideas with the old demon, and we will communicate and get close to each other."

Xue Hen took two steps back helplessly, and had no time to respond to Chu Tian.

Because the old demon had already inhaled in the air, folded his body, and was chasing after him in mid-air. As soon as Xue Henren landed, he suddenly saw the glare of swords in front of his eyes, and his heart was awe-inspiring. Throwing at the old demon, the old demon already split the chair with a swipe of his long knife.

The chair was shattered and flew up. Brother Shuaijun only saw the figures of the two of them going back and forth in the light of the sword, but could not see the movements of the moves. He only heard the scorching breath emanating from the dangdang. The two swords slashed fiercely. When it came to the throat, Chu Tian scanned the battle with his eyes wide open.

"when!"

When the two confronted each other head-on, the old demon cut off a part of Xue Hen's sleeve. Chu Tian's eyes condensed into awns. He clearly captured the scar on the white wrist that seemed to never heal, and even Two new injuries that seemed to be not long ago, he knew instantly in his mind.

Chu Tian coughed lightly, and the old demon immediately backed away with his knife.

Xue Hen also put away the scimitar and put it on the table, pulled down his clothes to cover his left arm, and walked over with an unnatural smile, and said in a soft voice, "Young commander, Xue Hen's sword skills are too poor. It’s okay, once you fight with real swords and guns, you will be weak, and the young commander will laugh at you.”

"No, Miss Xue's sword skills can be said to be astonishing."

A faint smile flashed across Chu Tian's face, and he said meaningfully: "The dance of the knife makes people's hearts flutter, and the battle is so exciting. If you hadn't hesitated in your heart, you might be afraid of being rude in front of me and you might be hurt. When it comes to the old demon, how could the old demon easily cut off two pieces of your clothes?"

"Xue Hen is not as good as the old demon!"

Xue Hen admitted this with a light smile, overlapping his hands carelessly to cover them, Chu Tian looked at her exquisite smile with gentleness, he wished he could reach out and hold the wrist of the woman in front of him, and then carefully look at those scars, but he Now that I can't move, I can only feel regret.

The fragrance is different, the smile is different, the character is different, and even the knife skills are different. Only those scars seem familiar. Facing these obvious things, Chu Tian should exclude her from Han Xue's shadow, but Qian Zhong downstairs Qian's Qingming River Scene can explain a similar reason.

There is not much difference between the fake and the real!Han Xue dresses up Xue Hen to the extreme and is equal to the second person, but there is no difference, there is still a clue between true and false, as long as the woman in front of him is Han Xue, then no matter how she transforms into Xue Hen, she is still the Han in his heart Snow.

"Miss Xue, I am very satisfied with you."

Chu Tian didn't try his best to pierce the last layer of paper. He looked up at the beautiful woman and said, "I think you can definitely assist Shen Binger. I will introduce you to the handsome army in three days. Temporarily feel wronged to be a captain of the guard, to protect Binger."

Xue Hen didn't have much emotional ups and downs, and said with a faint smile: "Okay, I will obey the young commander's orders, but I don't know if my skills are suitable for the position of the captain of the guard, but the young commander trusts me so much, so I'd rather be respectful than obedient. I will go to Qianlong Garden to find Miss Shen in three days."

"it is good!"

Chu Tian nodded lightly, and then threw out another sentence: "There is one more thing. Miss Xue Hen and I had a very happy chat. I really like chatting with you. Drink tea with me for hours? I can’t move my whole body, life is really boring.”

The corner of Xue Hen's mouth twitched: "This"

Chu Tian's expression became sincere, and he looked at the beautiful woman and said, "And I can also take this opportunity to tell you about Shuai Jun and the defense arrangement of Qianlong Garden, so that it will be much easier for you to cooperate with Bing'er in the future. Miss Xue, I wonder if you can agree to my little request?"

Xue Hen had already reacted, and smiled softly: "How dare Xue Hen disobey the orders of the young commander? Don't worry, the young commander, I will spare time to drink tea with you every day. A strange man like the Young Marshal stays together, I just hope the Young Marshal doesn't get bored."

Chu Tian laughed loudly: "The palm of your hand kills the human rights, and you lie drunk on the lap of a beautiful woman. How can I get tired of Miss Xue?" Then he looked at Xue Hen's torn clothes and said, "I'm really sorry, the old demon shot a little harder, and it broke. I'll have someone find you two of your clothes right away."

"Young Marshal, you are too polite."

Xue Hen waved his hands quickly: "It doesn't matter what clothes you wear."

"No!"

Chu Tian shook his head without hesitation, and signaled Brother Shuaijun to hurry up and buy two clothes, and then smiled lightly at Xue Hen: "This is not acceptable! If I damage Miss Xue's clothes, I should pay for it. Come on, let's continue drinking tea." , while drinking tea and chatting, while waiting for them to deliver clothes."

Xue Hen was very helpless, so he could only obey and sit down, and then started chatting with Chutian in a leisurely manner. Within half an hour, two sets of clothes were delivered quickly, Chutian motioned Xue Hen to change into new clothes, and then The reporter showed a helpless smile again, but finally changed into clothes.

The two sets of clothes that Shuai Jun bought were pure black. Xue Hen, who was dressed in black and black trousers, looked more heroic in the light. Slightly squinting his eyes to look at her, Han Xue's demeanor rose again in his memory.

He secretly sighed...

Han Xue, is it really you?You know, I miss you very much.

"Young commander, thank you."

The high-heeled shoes knocked out a series of runes on the ground, and Xue Hen stood in front of Chu Tian again. Although she still had a bright smile on her face, there was a seriousness between her brows, which made people feel very pitiful, Chu Tian His eyes were soft and affectionate. The clothes were bought according to Han Xue's size.

"Come, sit!"

The two chatted for a while, and Xue Hen got up to leave and go back. Chu Tian didn't hold back too much, watched him disappear at the stairs, and then said lightly to the old demon: "Send the clothes Xue Hen changed to for testing. I need a DNA report and this should not be known to others."

The old demon nodded: "Understood!" "Everything is up to the young marshal!"

Xue Hen didn't refuse Chu Tian's request at all, he moved his feet and stood up two steps back, "Xue Hen's skills are definitely a world apart from the young commander, and his sword skills are not as good as the commander-in-chief Tian Yangsheng, but If the young commander is interested, Xue Hen will play a song with all his strength to cheer the young commander up."

"It's just that it's not good. Please give me some pointers."

There was a smile on Chu Tian's face, and he looked at the beautiful woman whose expression hadn't changed in the slightest and said, "It's okay, the beauty dance knife is a beautiful scenery, it doesn't matter whether the knife skill is good or bad, in this slightly cold afternoon, drink a cup of hot Tea, watch a sword dance, what more can I ask for?"

Xue Hen bowed slightly and showed a proper smile. The tables and chairs in the restaurant were quickly moved away by Brother Shuaijun, and an open space of more than 30 square meters was cleared. At the same time, twelve machetes of different weights were also placed on the table. Let Xue Hen choose the right weapon according to the weight in his hand.

Chu Tian leaned on the rocking chair and swayed gently, quietly watching Xue Hen choose the scimitar, and at the same time scrutinizing her gestures. He once remembered that the most common action of the person in his heart was that his fingers liked to wipe the blade, although Xue Hen might not Doing that, but the expression will betray her invisible.

Xue Hen held a sharp machete weighing two catties, and subconsciously wiped the shiny blade with his fingers, but in the end he pinched the back of the knife and glanced at it. Chu Tian smiled lightly and did not speak. The handle of the knife jumped out backwards, and the slender waist that was gripped tightly twisted, the knife shined like a practice.

The scimitar in his hand danced like a long dragon, covering her under the light of the knife.

"it is good!"

Chu Tian cheered, but there was music all around, and Xue Hen, who was dancing the knife, realized that there were a few teahouse women sitting around silently, playing the zither, the piano, and the sheng, with melodious tunes, and Xue Hen dancing gracefully The knife is really as light as a butterfly, coming suddenly and retreating suddenly.

Only the lingering fragrance is left, and the beautiful shadow is erratic.

The melody and the knife dance are in harmony with each other. First, it is bright and colorful, and then it is impassioned and sonorous. Chu Tian seems to be attracted by Xue Hen's knife dance and the music around him. He feels that Xue Hen has turned into a butterfly in front of him Flying over the Huangshan Mountain in the desert, there is a delicate beauty in the soul-stirring.

It is also like a lone goose in the sky, singing bursts, there is a hint of nostalgia hidden in the desolation, the music is high-pitched, Xue Hen suddenly dances with his arms, driving the scimitar to dance, the teahouse is like shooting white arrows, the whole hall is spinning, Chutian When the eyes are dizzy, the tone stops suddenly, and it seems to have an aftertaste from the sky.

This woman is delicate enough, even a knife is so charming.

Xue Hen had already drawn the scimitar and gradually drew back his skills. The hall was just like a surging river and sea, but now it became calm and the water was clear. But before Xue Hen let the knife sheath out, a figure suddenly came out, a Qingliang's meat cutting knife slashed at her chest without any warning, and the momentum was unstoppable.

The corners of Xue Hen's mouth twitched slightly, and it was too late to back off without entanglement, and her body's instinct to face danger had already made her use the knife, but although her posture was pretty, it was hard to stop the old demon's attack, the old demon The demon's eyes were sharp, and he suddenly found a flaw in Xue Hen's ribs.

"Go!"

So the old demon turned his slash into a stab without any hesitation, and rushed to Xue Hen's left rib in the air. , Unpredictable, twisted in the air, and fell to the side like a spinning top.

It's just that although she changed her moves quickly, she was stabbed by the old demon in the ribs, and a piece of clothes fell to the ground. At this time, Chu Tian raised his head slightly and said softly: "Miss Xue, your saber technique just now is very beautiful. Today, we will exchange ideas with the old demon, and we will communicate and get close to each other."

Xue Hen took two steps back helplessly, and had no time to respond to Chu Tian.

Because the old demon had already inhaled in the air, folded his body, and was chasing after him in mid-air. As soon as Xue Henren landed, he suddenly saw the glare of swords in front of his eyes, and his heart was awe-inspiring. Throwing at the old demon, the old demon already split the chair with a swipe of his long knife.

The chair was shattered and flew up. Brother Shuaijun only saw the figures of the two of them going back and forth in the light of the sword, but could not see the movements of the moves. He only heard the scorching breath emanating from the dangdang. The two swords slashed fiercely. When it came to the throat, Chu Tian scanned the battle with his eyes wide open.

"when!"

When the two confronted each other head-on, the old demon cut off a part of Xue Hen's sleeve. Chu Tian's eyes condensed into awns. He clearly captured the scar on the white wrist that seemed to never heal, and even Two new injuries that seemed to be not long ago, he knew instantly in his mind.

Chu Tian coughed lightly, and the old demon immediately backed away with his knife.

Xue Hen also put away the scimitar and put it on the table, pulled down his clothes to cover his left arm, and walked over with an unnatural smile, and said in a soft voice, "Young commander, Xue Hen's sword skills are too poor. It’s okay, once you fight with real swords and guns, you will be weak, and the young commander will laugh at you.”

"No, Miss Xue's sword skills can be said to be astonishing."

A faint smile flashed across Chu Tian's face, and he said meaningfully: "The dance of the knife makes people's hearts flutter, and the battle is so exciting. If you hadn't hesitated in your heart, you might be afraid of being rude in front of me and you might be hurt. When it comes to the old demon, how could the old demon easily cut off two pieces of your clothes?"

"Xue Hen is not as good as the old demon!"

Xue Hen admitted this with a light smile, overlapping his hands carelessly to cover them, Chu Tian looked at her exquisite smile with gentleness, he wished he could reach out and hold the wrist of the woman in front of him, and then carefully look at those scars, but he Now that I can't move, I can only feel regret.

The fragrance is different, the smile is different, the character is different, and even the knife skills are different. Only those scars seem familiar. Facing these obvious things, Chu Tian should exclude her from Han Xue's shadow, but Qian Zhong downstairs Qian's Qingming River Scene can explain a similar reason.

There is not much difference between the fake and the real!Han Xue dresses up Xue Hen to the extreme and is equal to the second person, but there is no difference, there is still a clue between true and false, as long as the woman in front of him is Han Xue, then no matter how she transforms into Xue Hen, she is still the Han in his heart Snow.

"Miss Xue, I am very satisfied with you."

Chu Tian didn't try his best to pierce the last layer of paper. He looked up at the beautiful woman and said, "I think you can definitely assist Shen Binger. I will introduce you to the handsome army in three days. Temporarily feel wronged to be a captain of the guard, to protect Binger."

Xue Hen didn't have much emotional ups and downs, and said with a faint smile: "Okay, I will obey the young commander's orders, but I don't know if my skills are suitable for the position of the captain of the guard, but the young commander trusts me so much, so I'd rather be respectful than obedient. I will go to Qianlong Garden to find Miss Shen in three days."

"it is good!"

Chu Tian nodded lightly, and then threw out another sentence: "There is one more thing. Miss Xue Hen and I had a very happy chat. I really like chatting with you. Drink tea with me for hours? I can’t move my whole body, life is really boring.”

The corner of Xue Hen's mouth twitched: "This"

Chu Tian's expression became sincere, and he looked at the beautiful woman and said, "And I can also take this opportunity to tell you about Shuai Jun and the defense arrangement of Qianlong Garden, so that it will be much easier for you to cooperate with Bing'er in the future. Miss Xue, I wonder if you can agree to my little request?"

Xue Hen had already reacted, and smiled softly: "How dare Xue Hen disobey the orders of the young commander? Don't worry, the young commander, I will spare time to drink tea with you every day. A strange man like the Young Marshal stays together, I just hope the Young Marshal doesn't get bored."

Chu Tian laughed loudly: "The palm of your hand kills the human rights, and you lie drunk on the lap of a beautiful woman. How can I get tired of Miss Xue?" Then he looked at Xue Hen's torn clothes and said, "I'm really sorry, the old demon shot a little harder, and it broke. I'll have someone find you two of your clothes right away."

"Young Marshal, you are too polite."

Xue Hen waved his hands quickly: "It doesn't matter what clothes you wear."

"No!"

Chu Tian shook his head without hesitation, and signaled Brother Shuaijun to hurry up and buy two clothes, and then smiled lightly at Xue Hen: "This is not acceptable! If I damage Miss Xue's clothes, I should pay for it. Come on, let's continue drinking tea." , while drinking tea and chatting, while waiting for them to deliver clothes."

Xue Hen was very helpless, so he could only obey and sit down, and then started chatting with Chutian in a leisurely manner. Within half an hour, two sets of clothes were delivered quickly, Chutian motioned Xue Hen to change into new clothes, and then The reporter showed a helpless smile again, but finally changed into clothes.

The two sets of clothes that Shuai Jun bought were pure black. Xue Hen, who was dressed in black and black trousers, looked more heroic in the light. Slightly squinting his eyes to look at her, Han Xue's demeanor rose again in his memory.

He secretly sighed...

Han Xue, is it really you?You know, I miss you very much.

"Young commander, thank you."

The high-heeled shoes knocked out a series of runes on the ground, and Xue Hen stood in front of Chu Tian again. Although she still had a bright smile on her face, there was a seriousness between her brows, which made people feel very pitiful, Chu Tian His eyes were soft and affectionate. The clothes were bought according to Han Xue's size.

"Come, sit!"

The two chatted for a while, and Xue Hen got up to leave and go back. Chu Tian didn't hold back too much, watched him disappear at the stairs, and then said lightly to the old demon: "Send the clothes Xue Hen changed to for testing. I need a DNA report and this should not be known to others."

The old demon nodded: "Understood!"