Shi Dawu doesn't have any grudges with Li Ji, but it's said that literati are inferior to each other. In fact, this warrior is also inferior. This person claims to be the leader of the royal family's protective courtyard and often runs rampant in the village. Despite the fighting in the village, he refuses to contribute. Who would he look for?
Wang Dahu's small eyes twitched, but he didn't mind. He was just a guard in the courtyard. Even if he had better martial arts skills, how could he not hire someone with his own money? But he refused to let down his tone and retorted:
I also recommend one person, Guo Biaotou, the leader of Zhenxi Zhiyuan. His martial arts skills are not inferior to those of Da Wu, or can he be considered as one person
Not appropriate, not appropriate“
Li Ji shook his head like a wave drum and said, "Guo Biao is almost fifty years old, and his spirit and vitality are probably lacking
Wang Dahua was still waiting for further clarification, but unexpectedly, Zhongfa made a decisive decision once again: "Those over forty years old are not suitable for setting up formations
Xu Jihai interjected, "So, what do you think of Xiao Liu, the butcher in Zhenbei, who kills all day long? He still has the courage and killing intent
Li Ji's heart lit up slightly, and he knew that this old sour scholar would be thinking of the butcher of the Liu family. Because a few months ago, the Liu family slaughtered sheep and got a whip, which was exceptionally strong and huge. As soon as Qiangfu passed by, he liked it in his heart and asked for it to be fried and drunk. Little Liu, the butcher, was a little reluctant and didn't want to cut Qiangfu's face too much. He quickly vented his anger and said:
At such an age, isn't Qiangfu afraid of being unfilled? "This became a joke in Cixi for a while, and some kind-hearted people even gave Qiangfu a nickname -" unfilled ". It seems that this old scholar has always remembered his grudge.
Since three people had already been chosen, the remaining one was quickly discussed, but it was the orphan Atu in the town. Atu was somewhat peculiar, with an extremely strong body that could withstand the cold and heat. No matter the season, he only wore a short coat to cover his body and never fell ill. He relied on odd jobs to make a living, but he was a bit foolish. As long as he agreed to eat meat with him, there was nothing he dared not do.
Everyone has settled down and dispersed to prepare for tomorrow. When others bid farewell to Chongfa, they were all particularly polite, but Li Ji didn't think much of it. Seeing the old Taoist slightly close his eyes and pretend to be mischievous, he couldn't help but secretly laugh in his heart, 'This guy is really impressive. Tomorrow's plan is to not be eaten by that monster.'
A night without words, the red sun rises high. Li Ji finished his defense and wrapped the heavy sword around his back with cloth. His sword had a unique shape and couldn't find a suitable scabbard, so he simply carried it on his back, which was also beneficial for drawing.
Who says you can't make progress without elixirs? Who says you can't have magic weapons if you don't know how to refine them? Who says you can't fight if you fail in making talismans?
The so-called one sword can break all laws, it depends on confidence. . . When danger comes, your only reliance is the sword, not anything else. . .
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