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The wind blows steadily, and the hair on his head is like weeds.

Mu Shaoan played with the dagger, his eyes calm and deep.

Xin Ji has left, she doesn’t understand the feelings in Mu Shaoan’s heart at this moment, just like most people’s evaluation of Mu Shaoan, cynical, vulgar, irritable, impulsive, major event, cherish one’s life, try hard for small things, There is no qualitative, do as one pleases, pretending to be crazy and selling stupid, doing things regardless of the consequences, and not understanding the overall situation, the whole is a martial artist, a lunatic, a lone dog.

Incorrigible.

These evaluations are not necessarily wrong. Under certain circumstances at a certain moment, they are simply tailor-made for Mu Shaoan.

But these evaluations are wrong. Time is flowing, and momentary appearances are like restless floating dust, meaningless.

Some people say that the classics are the ones that have settled over time.

This is correct, but it does not cover everything.

The vicissitudes of the eyes, the indifferent heart, the stalwart banks of the mountains and rivers, and the prosperous trees are what time has settled.

Just like this very ordinary old tree in front of Mu Shaoan, but hundreds of years old, the mottled and rough bark witnessed the traces of the years, and the twisted and riddled with scars trunk witnessed strong winds and heavy rains. There are many disasters such as thunder, lightning, insect bite, axe and chisel.

This is an invisible mark, and it is also a glory that has passed through time and time, or that is not correct. It is just a tree. Does it care about any glory?

How small is life,

What do we use to cast eternity in the long river of time?

Only by your uproar, your clamor, your disdain, your anger, your insult, your ridicule?

You think you can do it. In fact, what you leave behind is nothing but dust. No matter how many years you go through, just take a breath. Everything disappeared. What can really stay is eternity and Legendary.

So at this moment Mu Shaoan is standing in front of this old tree. Everyone is thinking that he must be a carpenter, a stupid, inexperienced carpenter, because as long as a carpenter with a little standard, he will not choose Such an old tree is actually worthless.

This is the difference in levels.

Xinji doesn’t understand, Yu Zhao doesn’t understand, Yu Ping doesn’t understand, even Mengwu doesn’t understand the virus.

But Mu Shaoan did not have a sudden enlightenment, he just saw what he wanted to see, through time, through the traces of the years, his eyes came hundreds of years ago, at that time, this riddled The old tree with scars is still a slim green sapling, stretched in the spring breeze, suffering in the heat, shiver coldly in the howling wind and torrential rain, lightning and thunder.

Cold winds, disasters, insects, wild mice, fires, floods, earthquakes, lightning strikes, but it still persists to this day.

Of course, it will not have any feeling or emotion, but its existence is a symbol of immortality.

This is the most precious place.

Four days and three nights of silent communication, Mu Shaoan is like an old friend, and it is also like a tempering that has gone through hundreds of years.

At dawn on the fifth day, the dagger in his hand finally officially fell. There is no vein, no plan, no ruler, no saw, such a tree is completely waste in the eyes of a real carpenter. The old tree has become his treasure.

No one paid attention to this scene.

In the far camp, the soldiers are sleeping soundly, and the guards patrolling in the four fields are yawning.

Xin Ji is still worried. Yu Ping and Yu Zhao father and son are taking care of their bags. They finally made a decision to go to the relative in Xiang Yu's army. Even Xin Ji could not stop it.

The fourth-generation virus Mengwu does not know where to absorb World Source and consolidate its strength.

No one saw this magical scene.

In the legend, there is a catastrophic solution to the ox, but the eye does not have the whole ox, and there is no room for it to be thick. There must be room for recovery.

At this moment, even if Mu Shaoan hasn't reached the height of Pao Ding Jie Niu, it is almost the same.

Sawdust fluttering is like rain, even though the blade of the dagger is only about ten centimeters away, facing the distorted and distorted old tree trunk surrounded by a few people, it is still easy to do.

No sound can be heard, no blade light flashes, and no sharp aura. At first glance, it looks like a very common thing. You have to observe carefully to get a sense of it. .

Fifteen minutes later, Mu Shaoan clapped his hands, the dagger returned to its sheath, a smile spread across his lips, and the old tree in front of him was still completely motionless, except for an extra layer on the ground There seems to be no change in the thick sawdust.

Until a morning breeze blows, in an instant, like thousands of trees and pear blossoms, countless as thin as cicada wing sawdust suddenly rises, fluttering and scattered, in a radius of tens of meters Inside, it looks like a big snowflakes.

This scene was too sudden and spectacular, especially the morning wind lasted for a while, so in a moment, this small half of the battlefield seemed to have entered a snowy dream.

Under the background of golden morning sun, magnificent.

But Mu Shaoan didn't take a second look at this short-lived glitz, his gaze only fell on what was left in the end, like something settled down by time.

It’s nothing magical.

No more, no more, six wooden spears that are as clean as new, and twelve wooden long knives of different sizes, lengths and widths.

"Mu Shaoan, do you really want to be a carpenter? Do you really have to rely on this wooden spear and wooden knife to fight that life and death battle?"

Xin Ji was finally shocked, but when she ran over, only sawdust was left on the floor, and the silent Mu Shaoan was fixing the wooden spear on the carrying equipment behind her sternly.

She can feel that Mu Shaoan is a little different, but the weird scene at the moment still makes her extremely puzzled.

The wooden spear is fine, but these twelve wooden knives are you sure you are joking? Are they all on the battlefield with their backs on their backs?

The longest one is two meters long, and the shortest is only half a meter. The shapes are different, and the level of cutting is lifelike. Even when cutting, even the texture of the wood is perfectly retained in it. It looks more like a work of art than a murder weapon.

"Why not?"

Mu Shaoan finally turned his head and smiled, "There is still a day and a half. I have to eat and sleep beautifully. I'll leave the rest to you, and call me when Qin Old Demon arrives."

"Hey, but—"

Xin Ji is getting more upset, what do you think of this guy? Does it look so unreliable?

But now, nothing is too late.

Seven days have passed, and this pre-set battlefield has almost been trampled barren by a thousand cavalry every day, flat and fast comparable to a football field.

It is twelve li long and five li wide, with its back on the hills, archers lined up, and cavalry stationed on both sides.

Tiangong the past few days is also extremely beautiful, there is no continuous rainstorm, this is simply the best place for the cavalry to play.

But the fourth-generation virus Mengwu has not yet appeared, including its promise to lure Qin Old Demon over.

"Mu Shaoan, should we recruit a few hundred Lancers? Seven days, enough time for that Qin Old Demon to train three hundred Qin army sharp soldiers, our thousand Lancers simply can't win."

Xin Ji is not calm anymore. Seeing late in the morning, the enemy is gone but the silhouette is gone. The most important thing is that she is even more worried about what that unreliable "ally" is playing with Yaozi.

"Wait, keep waiting, and also, you'd better not be impatient, that's no good." Mu Shaoan slightly smiled, he has been calm, at this moment he also prepared a war horse for himself, Twelve wooden long knives were hung on the saddle of the war horse, apart from this, he also prepared a long spear for himself for charge and piercing.

"Well, anyway, I'm taking the risk. I'm not good at fighting. I leave everything to you, but this feeling is really bad." Xin Ji said helplessly.

Mu Shaoan smiled and stopped speaking.

When the time passed by one minute and one second, seeing that it was noon, a long whistle suddenly sounded in the distance, and then one silhouette swept over like a wisp of smoke, and it disappeared for seven days. The fourth-generation virus Mengwu, it has obviously successfully advanced to A-Rank, and it has also evolved very high. The invisible aura on its body is comparable to Qin Old Demon.

"haha! Mu Shaoan, Lord Guardian, I trust you have been well since we last met. It seems that you have really taken care of this place in these seven days, but you can rest assured, I Whatever I say, I have attracted Qin Old Demon’s army, and even fought him twice, but the situation is still very bad. He is very difficult to deal with. Even if I succeed in advancing to A-Rank, I still can’t complete it. Against him, so I need your help, especially you, Mu Shaoan, I can resist all the attacks of Qin Old Demon for you, but the damage output is all up to you. In addition, a thousand Lancers are not enough. Recruiting another five hundred riders, time should be too late."

Virus Mengwu loudly said, full of breath, full of confidence.

"No, a thousand Lancers are enough. When the Qin Army's sharp soldiers arrive, you and I will lead the cavalry into the formation at the same time. As for the Guardian, she must stay behind to hold the formation. It depends on the situation. If the situation is not good , You immediately recruit another three hundred knight-errant archers, but I don’t think there is a problem."

Mu Shaoan said lightly, recruiting soldiers needs to consume World Source, although this kind of power can follow Time has passed and recovered slowly, but we must still pay attention to saving.

The World Source on the jade talisman in Xinji's hands has now been consumed by one-fifth, which has reached a level where one must be very vigilant.

Because this thing is like the shareholding ratio of a listed company, whoever holds the more power of World Source, the more they have the right to speak.

In addition, this kind of world Origin Power is also Xinji's defense method as Guardian. When she is attacked, the first thing consumed is World Source. Otherwise, with her inexperienced Guardian, How to protect a world?

In short, with enough World Source in Xinji's hands, Mu Shaoan is not afraid that she will be suddenly dropped by the guy Mengwu.

As for how to fight wits and courage in the future, it depends on who has prepared more hole cards.

"haha, yes, Mu Shaoan, I hope you don’t let me down, in fact, I really want to know how you can restrain me at this moment? If you can reveal one or two in advance, then I I think after we kill Qin Old Demon, it is not impossible to shake hands and make peace. After all, I don’t like the result of both sides suffer. You must know that there are other viruses in this world, and they are all my enemies. !"

At this time, Mengwu said with a slight smile, which was very pleasant.

"Really? Then we can actually discuss it now, lest you half-hearted." Mu Shaoan squinted, unable to see any thoughts.

The virus Mengwu hehe laughed strangely, but finally did not move. After all, he really couldn't deal with Qin Old Demon by himself.