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Everyone left, leaving Zhang Quan alone to take care of Chen Cang.

Zhang Quan added some charcoal to the basin, making the room warmer.

Sitting by the brazier, he felt relieved when he saw that Chen Cang was sleeping soundly and nothing unusual.

He was filled with emotion in his heart. He never thought that Chen Cang had already surpassed him just a month after he came.

Now, in terms of force or status, he can't compare to Chen Cang.

Especially after hearing that Chen Cang stabbed the black wolf demon with one shot this time, he was even more afraid to compare himself with Chen Cang.

Otherwise, it will be himself who will be humiliated.

Therefore, when Fang Lie asked him to take care of Chen Cang, he was very obedient and did not dare to disobey the order.

He didn't leave until midnight, after confirming again that Chen Cang was okay.

The next morning, he came again, for fear that something might go wrong with Chen Cang.

However, when he arrived, he found that Chen Cang was already up.

He couldn't help asking: "Chen Cang, are you all right?"

Chen Cang glanced at Zhang Quan, shook his head and said, "I'm fine, you can go back."

After Zhang Quan heard this, he looked at Chen Cang again, making sure that Chen Cang was really fine before he left.

He went to Fang Lie to report the situation.

Chen Cang slept for so long, except for being a little hungry, he recovered quite well.

Yesterday, although he fought with Steppenwolf and finally knocked the black wolf demon to the ground, he was not seriously injured.

He had some skin injuries, but nothing serious.

Yesterday's autumn hunting, the harvest was not small, and today's food is really good.

The army simmered wolf broth, and the soldiers had a full meal, extremely satisfied.

Because Chen Cang stabbed the black wolf demon to death with one shot, Ding Ziying performed outstandingly in this autumn hunting and was specially praised by the superiors.

Chen Cang felt more pressure in his heart because he had seen the terrifying black wolf demon.

So, when training, he worked harder.

At the same time, he also seized the time to practice the Burning Air Palm, the Bull Fist, and the Running Wolf Step.

The level of Fen Kongzhang is higher than that of Barbarian Bull Fist, and it can exert greater attack power, so he mainly cultivates Fen Kongzhang, and then cultivates Barbarian Bull Boxing as a supplement.

Of course, the wolf-running step did not fall.

After this period of hard training, his progress has been remarkable, and the spirit of the whole person is getting better and better.

In particular, his body has also undergone some changes, and he has become stronger.

When he took off his clothes, he could see some strong muscles, full of strength.

If this was in the past life, it would definitely be a first-class fitness instructor.

With the muscles he has now, let alone a girl screaming when she sees it, even a young woman will be hot when she sees it.

The next few days were relatively calm.

Outside the city, there was no sign of the Steppenwolf, nor was there any raid by the barren bandits.

In addition to his daily training, Chen Cang is only doing horses. Of course, the most important task is to cultivate.

Of course, he occasionally went to Wang Sheng's house for a meal.

No, today Aunt Wang came to the army to deliver clothes and quilts. She happened to meet him and invited him to dinner.

Hearing that Chen Cang likes to eat dumplings, Aunt Wang decided to go back and make dumplings.

When she was leaving, Aunt Wang specially instructed Chen Cang to go, and Wang Shiyi was still waiting for Chen Cang to write a poem for her.

After feeding the horse, Chen Cang met Wang Sheng at the door.

Wang Sheng sat on the wooden bench, smoking a dry cigarette.

He was smoking a dry cigarette, looked at Chen Cang, and said nothing.

Chen Cang looked at Wang Sheng and said with a smile: "Uncle Wang, looking at you like this, are you addicted to alcohol?"

Wang Sheng finished smoking a bag of dry cigarettes and said, "Your Aunt Wang asked you to eat dumplings at home."

He was also happy to let Chen Cang go to the house for dinner, but his daughter Wang Shiyi often talked about sharing his poetry writing experience with Chen Cang.

He heard that the "Fengyueting" case involved a lot. Although the case has been closed, it is clear that the aftermath is still pending.

He got news that some of the people who were exiled to the nearby cities had died inexplicably recently.

Because Chen Cang was affected by the "Fengyueting" case, he didn't want his daughter Wang Shiyi to get too close to Chen Cang.

If the aftermath of the "Fengyueting" case was completely over and Chen Cang was still alive, he would also be happy for Chen Cang.

After Wang Sheng finished speaking, he put away the cigarette stick and walked out.

After walking for a while, he looked back and said to Chen Cang, "It's not positive to let you eat dumplings."

"Here it is." Chen Cang smiled, picked up a jar of wine and followed.

Military camp family area.

Chen Cang saw Aunt Wang and Wang Shiyi again.

Aunt Wang is still beautiful and moving, giving people the warmth of a spring breeze.

The dumplings she made were still so delicious, and they were stuffed with pork.

Chen Cang couldn't help but eat two more bowls.

After Chen Cang and Aunt Wang got to know each other well, they knew that Aunt Wang was also a lady of the family when she was young, and belonged to a scholarly family.

Not only is she literate, she has also read some ancient poetry collections.

Due to the war, the family was in ruins, and the parents were killed.

Later, she married Wang Sheng. Although she lived a normal life, she was loving and happy.

On weekdays, her job is to sew quilts for soldiers.

Men fight, in fact, women also contribute to fighting.

Wang Shiyi was lively and lovely. After meeting Chen Cang a few times, he completely let go of his temper and was no longer so shy.

Today, she is wearing a snow-white cotton jacket, like a little fairy in the sky, full of spirituality.

As soon as she finished eating the dumplings, she took Chen Cang to exchange poetry and prose.

She can sing a good poem.

When she sang poetry, her whole body became more and more agile, UU reading www.uukanshu. com seems to endow poetry with special power.

At this moment, Chen Cang thought of a special existence in Dayue Kingdom, the divine writer.

Divine Writers can turn corruption into magic, and endow words with special power.

The most direct manifestation is that words can kill people!

Divine scribes, like alchemists, are special beings. They are few in number and noble in status.

To put it bluntly, divine scribes and alchemists are like national treasures.

"A single spark can start a prairie fire."

Tonight, Chen Cang did not write poetry, only this sentence.

Words have strength and life in Wang Shiyi.

I saw Wang Shiyi chanting and writing something in the air with his snow-white fingers.

She wrote a flaming character.

Then, a wisp of flame slowly emerged.

The flames are weak, but blazing endlessly.

Then, Wang Shiyi's finger swiped, and the flames floated in front of Chen Cang, twinkling with light.

The flames didn't hurt Chen Cang, but they danced gracefully like an elf.

"How is it, Brother Chen, have I improved again?" Wang Shiyi smiled, quite proud.

Her smile is innocent and innocent, as pure and flawless as white jade.

"Well, it's really improved." Chen Cang was slightly startled when he saw it.

You must know that Wang Shiyi is just a cardamom girl, to have such a method, a bit beyond imagination!

Don't say, this kind of method, even he is envious.

If you can combine this method with your usual moves, what effect will it achieve?

Chen Cang seemed to have opened up a new world, and there was a faint expectation in his heart.

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