Protagonist Aura

once.

Our gathering is a fire.

Today this year, even if it disperses, it can turn into gypsophila.

Looking into the distance, the young man carrying the coffin on his back was just a question before the battle, which scared the enemy troops into fear, and their morale was chaotic.

For every battlefield veteran of the second generation of Long Live Army, there are too many iron-blooded scenes in this life, but that scene that day is the most memorable one, don't dare to forget.

He Ning Xuanyuan took the lead.

Swinging the sword north, there is only one question to Xiang Qingtian...

With thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, divided by the heroes, who would dare to fight for life with my Long Live Army? !

...

Located in the north, Yanjing has a dry climate all year round and it rarely rains.

In the last seven days, it has rained violently, and no end is seen.

Finally, there was no rain disturbance.

The atmosphere in Yanjing was even more dull than in previous years.

It seems that in the depths of the sky, there is an airtight black cloth covering the top of the head, pressing all sentient beings out of breath. After that, it gradually improved.

Regarding a series of actions of the inner courtyard and even the general staff.

After all, it is a court battle of big people, too far away from ordinary sentient beings.

Even if the General Staff reported that in the first two days, the senior generals had serious disagreements on a sensitive incident with a special nature. In the end, it was just like a spring breeze among the people, not painful or itchy.

However, Ning Xuanyuan, who was relieved of the burden, was also quietly enjoying a rare and wonderful life.

Joined the army at the age of seventeen.

Fang Gang, the youngest and most passionate age, was left to the raging battlefield. Eleven years later, Ning Xuanyuan realized that the calm days were so beautiful.

Unfettered and free.

Every day when he woke up, Qin Qiu was lying on his chest like an octopus, occasionally sleeping uncomfortably, and even kicking his feet.

It was obviously a bed for two people, and the space was enough, but in the end, they were all shrunk in a square inch, and Qin Qiu alone occupied most of it.

Just after six o'clock, Ning Xuanyuan hurriedly washed and went out for a morning jog.

Jinxiu District is certainly large.

But there are only a handful of people who are accustomed to getting up early, and everyone is familiar with each other.

What's more, Ning Xuanyuan appeared on time every day. This handsome and sharp face was about to become a signboard. Many residents in the community would smile and nod when they met him.

After several laps of the morning run, after drinking a bottle of mineral water, Ning Xuanyuan sat on the stone bench for a small rest.

An old man in a white jacket holding his granddaughter also appeared on time at this stage.

The old man is about eighty, full of energy and steady pace.

The girl is a little immature, she is estimated to be seventeen or eighteen years old, with double ponytails, tall, and she will be an absolute beauty when she opens up.

The only fly in the ointment is that Xiaohe has a sharp corner.

I don't know if it will keep up with the development later.

Ning Xuanyuan has often seen this old man in the past few days. Old friends around him call him Elder Tang. Before he retires, he should be a key figure in a certain field, with a great aura.

The granddaughter was called Tang Wanqing, and she was very much loved by Elder Tang, and she brought it to the park to fight and practice martial arts together.

Ning Xuanyuan observed from close range, the old man's boxing frame gave him a sharp look. After his arms were spread out, he was majestic and vigorous. The fight was even more vigorous, often causing nearby friends to clap and praise.

The old people also enjoy it, and occasionally point other people. On the whole, the group of people who are kind and easy to get along with are more pleasing to the eye than Jiang Zheng.

Just...

Elder Tang, with gray brows on both sides, smiled faintly at Ning Xuanyuan, "Morning."

"Morning." Ning Xuanyuan nodded.

Tang Wanqing leaned behind Elder Tang, and every time she saw Ning Xuanyuan, she would first drop her head with shame, and then sneak a glance at Ning Xuanyuan, and her daughter's heart gradually rippled.

Ning Xuanyuan pretended not to see anything.

The little girl got angry for a while, curled her lips, pulled Don's wrist, and reminded, "Grandpa, you should punch."

The old man standing with his hand in his hand laughed, leaving a sentence to know, but with unabated curiosity, he asked Ning Xuanyuan, "I haven't seen you much before. I moved here recently?"

Ning Xuanyuan didn't have any desire to chat, and just replied a little understatement.

Elder Tang asked Ning Xuanyuan again, "Want to learn boxing?"

"My grandfather has been boxing for decades. Not only is he famous in this community, many people in Yanjing respect him as an old Tang boxer. He is actually interested in teaching you today, so why don't you agree to his favor?"

"I'm telling you, this is your chance, don't hesitate, otherwise there will be no such shop after passing this village."

Tang Wanqing clearly realized that this was a great opportunity to approach Ning Xuanyuan, so she couldn't help but jump out and urged Ning Xuanyuan to quickly agree.

As long as Grandpa is thinking, he is willing to give Ning Xuanyuan several times.

Will they have more opportunities for private contact in the future?

Come and go, hehe...

Tang Wanqing, who was jumping and jumping, like a gust of wind, rushed to Ning Xuanyuan, followed closely behind, and was very familiar with him.

Ning Xuanyuan raised his hand and waved away, smiling quietly.

Tang Wanqing rushed to the air, feeling very embarrassed, but the little girl didn't have any bad thoughts in the film, after smiling and covering up, she was still expecting Ning Xuanyuan to agree.

Elder Tang stood with his hands behind, staring at Ning Xuanyuan with scorching eyes.

He was really optimistic about Ning Xuanyuan.

After several meetings and observations, Tang Qingfeng found that the young man Ning Xuanyuan, no matter his body, temperament, or standing posture, was very stable, so he wanted to remind him.

If the talent is good, following Tang Qingfeng's two years of learning boxing, he will definitely be able to make a name for himself.

A man who is famous and famous, any young man will cherish this opportunity, right?

Around the park, an old man with a good rapport heard Tang Wanqing's bluffing and learned that Tang Qingfeng intends to accept disciples. The atmosphere suddenly exploded.

It should be noted that this Tang Qingfeng is a boxer with great power and prestige, but unfortunately he has always been afraid of trouble, so he never accepts disciples.

Why did you make an exception today?

"Old Tang, are you trying to accept disciples?"

"Haha, which Guawazi, with such good luck, was taken by your old man?"

Countless elderly figures took their hands and walked slowly.

Tang Wanqing was very proud of Tang Wanqing.

She raised her small head and showed off to Ning Xuanyuan, who was close at hand, "Have you seen it? This is my grandfather. He is very famous."

"Besides, he never accepts disciples. If you agree, you may become a grandfather's closed disciple. This honor is not something that everyone can win."

Tang Wanqing was very proud.

The surrounding old men laughed and urged him to agree quickly, otherwise, they would go home and pull their grandsons to steal this precious spot.

Tang Qingfeng arched his fists in both hands and explained to a group of familiar old friends that he was just trying to give advice to the younger generation, and the apprenticeship went too far.

Besides, since the true intention is to accept disciples, it depends on whether Ning Xuanyuan can agree.

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