Fighter of the Destiny

The surface of the frost grass is covered with a very light layer of white velvet, which is the favorite place for Long Xiang horses to eat. The meadow after the wind and sand is covered with gray, but it is real gray. The horses have nowhere to eat. I watched the stream for a long time, until I took in the scenery completely, and had no choice but to turn around and go back.

Neither humans nor horses will be happy if the food is in front of them but they cannot eat it in large chunks. If you see someone smiling very happily at this time, you must think that the other person is laughing at you. Regardless of whether the person thinks so, it is obvious. The horse looking at Chen Changsheng thought so.

——It suddenly rushed towards Chen Changsheng.

As the best type of war horse, no matter how bad-tempered the dragon horse is, it will not attack soldiers casually. The sergeants know very well that this dragon horse just wants to scare Chen Changsheng. In normal times, such a joke would It would not attract their attention at all, but considering that Chen Changsheng was seriously injured and could only move just now, he still held the wooden stick with some vigilance.

What happened next was beyond everyone's expectations.

The dragon horse did not continue to run forward. After more than ten feet, it slowed down and turned into a slow pace. Its head kept swinging to both sides, as if it was extremely confused, and its nostrils kept flaring, as if it was in a hurry. Sniffing something, the naughty and bad look in his eyes was quickly replaced by the desire to be close.

It walked in front of Chen Changsheng and lowered its head submissively, as if it wanted Chen Changsheng to touch it.

The other dragon geldings noticed the movement here and ran over one after another. Like the previous dragon gelding, they surrounded Chen Changsheng and rubbed against him cautiously but unable to restrain their joy. One of them was bolder. The dragon horse even secretly licked his hand holding the branch.

Looking at this scene, the laughter of the sergeants at Banya Racecourse had long since stopped. They were very surprised and thought, what is going on?

At this moment, the leading dragon horse, the most splendid, pushed through the other horses and came to Chen Changsheng. He bent his front knees in a humble manner and knelt on the ground.

This seems to be asking Chen Changsheng to mount the horse, or it may be asking Chen Changsheng to give him a blessing.

Shocked sounds echoed one after another all around.

Rob, who was standing outside, suppressed his smile and looked thoughtfully at Chen Changsheng, who was surrounded by horses.

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That night, the stars were shining as usual, and a pot of broth was still simmering on the stove in the room, but it was not as noisy as the previous few days.

No sergeant from Banya Racecourse stayed in the room to chat with Chen Changsheng because there were guests arriving tonight.

Rob glanced at Nanke who was squatting by the stove and staring at the meat pot, then turned to look at Chen Changsheng on the bed, and said directly without any cover-up: Of course you are not an ordinary person.

Chen Changsheng thought about the perfect military layout and the study room in the mountains and meadows, and said, Of course you are not an ordinary person.

Rob looked him in the eyes and asked, Does my fall from the mountain have anything to do with it?

No. Chen Changsheng calmly looked back into his eyes and said, In a sense, I am indeed a drug dealer.

Rob asked calmly: So you spent a day strolling around Banya Racecourse today. Did you see anything you wanted to see?

Chen Changsheng answered honestly: Yes.

What do you see?

I saw a general here in Banya.

Listening to these words, Rob was silent for a while and said: Say what you mean directly.

Chen Changsheng looked into his eyes and said, I want to ask you to come out.

What kind of mountain is there?

Thousands of miles of cold mountains.

Beyond the Cold Mountain is the snowfield, which is the real battlefield against the demons.

Chen Changsheng continued: I don't know if you know that Ning Shiwei is dead and Songshan Military Mansion needs a new general.

Rob was silent for a while and said: Can I understand that you admire me very much, so you decided to push me to the position of the general of the Songshan Army?

Chen Changsheng didn't say anything, just acquiescing, because he really thought so. At the same time, he noticed that although Rob was demoted to the remote Banya Racecourse, he seemed to be able to grasp the information of Songshan Military Mansion and even higher levels. This made him He was even more curious about this person's origins.

A drug dealer can decide the position of a divine general. I can probably understand why the Zhou Dynasty became more and more degenerate.

Rob looked at him and smiled and said: So are you a member of the King Xiang or a member of the Tianhai family? Or are you the secret envoy from Luoyang Taoist Temple?

The last secret envoys of Luoyang Taoist Temple mentioned in this sentence are the Taoists in green who are currently around Taoist Shang Xingzhou.

After two years, Chen Changsheng felt slightly emotional when he heard someone mention his master again.

He didn't explain to Rob where he came from or why he did what he did.

Because he does not represent the Prime Minister, the Tianhai family, or any force in the Zhou court. He represents the Li Palace, the state religion, and the world.

As the Pope, he has to bear the responsibility of the entire world, so it is natural that he should consider the future of the human race.

In his opinion, it is really a huge waste for a person like Rob to be placed in a place like Banya Racecourse.

I can probably guess what you're thinking. It's nothing more than a lack of talent or a lack of understanding of those old words.

Rob looked at him and said calmly: But you don't know, I came to Banya Racecourse to live in seclusion, or I was forced to live in seclusion, but after all, it is something I accepted by myself.

Chen Changsheng looked at him and said seriously: If it is forced by external forces, maybe I can help you solve some problems.

I don't know why, but the more serious Chen Changsheng's expression was, the more relaxed Rob's expression became. Perhaps it reminded him of those serious classmates. Then he thought of the sword energy that filled the mountain that year, and subconsciously looked at his chest. , thinking that some things must be solved by oneself after all, and shook his head.

I don't like trouble.

I don't want to get you into trouble either.

So I won't go out.

Rob ended the conversation in this regard calmly and succinctly, saying: In two days when your injury is better, I will send someone to take you away.

Chen Changsheng thought for a while and said, Well, if anything happens in the future, you can come find me.

Rob smiled and said: I don't like to find people, it's still troublesome.

There is a very chic and unrestrained confidence hidden in this plain sentence, just like the signatures on those two paintings.

Chen Changsheng said: The grace of saving lives must be repaid.

Rob said: It's up to you, no need to tell.

Chen Changsheng said: A friend of mine once taught me that there are things that need to be done, but more important than words.

Rob thought this sentence had some meaning and said: That friend of yours is either a hypocrite or a real villain.

Chen Changsheng thought about the friend he hadn't seen for two years, and also thought about the fact that he hadn't received a letter from him in half a year. The feeling of concern suddenly arose, and it was hard to suppress it.

He explained to Rob seriously: That friend of mine is a hypocrite, but a true gentleman.

Rob laughed when he heard this, then looked at Nanke and asked, Is she really your sister?

This question has a profound meaning.

Chen Changsheng heard clearly, but it was impossible for him to give up on Nanke, so he nodded.

Sometimes, a liar may not necessarily be a liar, but may actually be a real person.

Rob looked at him and smiled and said: I don't know who you are, who you represent, evil or good, but at least in this aspect, I admire you.

The room became quiet, except for the gurgling sound, which was the boiling broth.

Nan Ke filled a bowl of broth and walked towards the bed.

At this time, there were rapid footsteps outside the house.

The door was pushed open forcefully, and a soldier rushed into the room, shouting something in shock, completely unaware that he was about to bump into Nan Ke.