The soldier is a girl

Chapter 2680 1936: The best Beitang Yan
There is business to talk about, and Mu Jin doesn't have time for a playful smile.

"Okay." Feng Yao is not a person who doesn't care about the importance, and he doesn't want to make Mu Jin unhappy, so after he agreed, he began to describe some things about Beitangyan that he thought were useful, "Beitangyan Since the age of eight..."

Feng Yao really made a long story short, and it took about an incense stick of time to say everything he wanted to say directly, and in this short time, it can be said that he told all the absurdities of Beitangyan.

As soon as Feng Yao stopped speaking, Mo Ling's voice chasing the guest sounded, "Nan Xing, see off the guest."

The speed of chasing passengers really seemed to be waiting here, and Mo Ling really didn't want to see Feng Yao for a second.

"General Ling, your speed of crossing the river and demolishing bridges is really not ordinary fast." Feng Yao was not annoyed, but spoke to Mo Ling.

"You said that I crossed the river and demolished the bridge, so why didn't you borrow a knife to kill someone? Don't tell me you didn't want to take this opportunity to use my hand to clean up Beitangyan? Even if everyone wants something, why talk about crossing the river and demolishing the bridge?"

Facing Fengyao's Mo Ling, he was not much less.

And Mu Jin calmly picked up the cup and took a sip of the tea that was still warm, seemingly not participating in the battle between the two, but the silence still showed that he was partial to Mo Ling. guest.

Mo Ling's words caused Feng Yao's hand shaking his fan to pause, and then he glanced at Mu Jin who was drinking tea calmly, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, full of self-mockery.

He didn't come here to embarrass others, it was entirely to find abuse to embarrass himself.

That's all, it's all your own choice, so why bother to make fun of yourself.

"I only hope that General Ling's methods can be as sharp as General Ling's mouth." Feng Yao stood up sharply in his thoughts, left a sentence, stepped on wanton steps without the slightest nostalgia, and disappeared in the half-open door. In the Moon Tower.

After Fengyao's figure disappeared, Mu Jin put down the cup in her hand and sighed: "This Beitangyan is really..."

Mu Jin thinks that as a modern soul, she can't be as bold and playful as Bei Tangyan. She really admires it. It's amazing for a woman living under the feudal ethics to live like this.

"Excellent..."

After Mu Jin paused for a moment, he finally spit out the remaining three words. Apart from sighs, there was genuine admiration in the words. Fan skills.

So this Beitangyan should not be underestimated, even if she is only good at dealing with men, just being good at it is enough to become a sharp weapon for her to use against many people.

"Ah Ling, although Beitangyan is a woman, and her skill is not very good at the stage, but it is indeed not to be underestimated. After all, even a hero is saddened by a beauty."

Although Mu Jin felt that Mo Ling would not look down on machismo because of Bei Tangyan, but because of Mo Ling's living environment since he was a child, Mu Jin felt that he had to remind him.

"I know." Mo Ling should be very serious, expressing that he really takes it seriously, not to mention that women and children sometimes can't look at the surface, seven years of fighting and the environment in which he grew up, he has seen all kinds of things Such a conspiracy.

Looking at Mo Ling's heaviness, Mu Jin knew that her reminder just now was overwhelmed, and this overwhelmedness can reflect that Mo Ling's experience is much more than she imagined.

(End of this chapter)