Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

   "Yuyang Jin came with agitation and was shocked by the song of neon clothes and feathers. The nine-layered city was filled with smoke and dust, and thousands of horses traveled southwest."

  As the scene unfolds, as the plot develops in the poem, the feeling of being out of breath becomes more and more obvious. Su Haitang recited and ran mechanically, sweat streaming down her cheeks like a stream, and her face did not change from beginning to end!

   "Cuihua swayed and stopped, and went out of the capital for more than a hundred miles to the west. The Sixth Army was helpless, and died in front of a crooked horse."

  Su Haitang's words became heavier, she closed her eyes and opened them again, her vision became clear again.

   "No one collects the flowers, and the green gorse jade scratches his head. The king can't save his face when he hides his face. Looking back, the blood and tears are flowing together."

  Hoo!

   Overcame the most difficult feeling, the feeling of heaviness and tiredness gradually disappeared, and the swollen and hot head regained clarity.

   "Okay." Ji Fengyun accompanied her on the side, carefully observed the whole process of her breaking through the limits of her body, and showed her thumbs interestingly.

   He has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and standing is the basic skill, and he knows the hardships best.

  How could Su Haitang keep her face intact?

   "What scripture are you reading? The Tao Te Ching? The Nan Hua Jing? The Chong Xu Jing?

   Ji Fengyun noticed that Su Haitang's lips kept moving, thinking she was chanting scriptures, and asked curiously.

   "What about the endorsement." Su Haitang wiped her sweat and replied to her, and when she saw Ai Xiang gestured to her with a six, she nodded lightly.

  It's been six laps, and Ji Fengyun is still only a little out of breath. This kid is a monster!

   "I haven't asked you yet, why are you here?"

   "Why can't I come?"

   Ji Fengyun stared back and asked, the pace was adjusted to the same frequency as hers, it seemed much easier than her.

   People are more mad than people.

  Su Haitang threw him a big white eye.

   "You can't be a soldier in the place where your household registration is, right?" He asked knowingly!

   Ji Fengyun snorted and shrugged indifferently.

   "My account is in Wudang."

  Su Haitang's regular steps went wrong and almost tripped over herself.

  What did the Ji family think? Why did you leave his household registration in Wudang Mountain? Want to make him a Taoist priest for life? Do you think there are too many talents in your family, and you are worried about putting on a show of brothers fighting against the wall?

  Su Haitang made up the dog blood drama, and gave him a look of caring for the poor little child.

   "What are you thinking? After enlisting in the army, your household registration will be transferred to the army, isn't it easy?"

   Ji Fengyun gave her a bigger white eye, and there was a slight sweat on his face.

  Su Haitang suddenly realized, but she forgot about it.

   No wonder Ji Fengyun was also able to serve as a soldier in the imperial capital. It turned out that the situation was similar to hers. Originally, the household registration was outside the country, so returning to the imperial capital to join the army was in line with the procedure. Of course, there must be a backdoor in this, and the identity must be kept secret.

   "Then what is your current status?"

   "Wudang lay disciples."

   "Oh. You run first, don't wait for me."

   After getting the answer she wanted, Su Haitang sent her away and continued to recite her ancient poems.

  Eight laps, ten laps, including the two squad leaders, a group of recruits who joined in the fun to complete the task, stopped to rest, and heard about the bet between Su Haitang and Ji Fengyun, and they all cheered and watched the fun.

   No one is optimistic about Su Haitang.

  The difference in innate physical strength between male and female soldiers is huge, and it cannot be made up for by being tough.

   But Su Haitang was willing to take the initiative to challenge his comrades who were angry, and this courage alone would not lose much.

   An hour later, the recruit company gathered for training, starting from the most basic queue training, and no one bothered Su Haitang and Ji Fengyun, who were addicted to running.

   Another two hours passed. The recruits were temporarily disbanded and rested, and they all gathered around the runway to watch the fun.

   "What's the origin of these two? Marathon runners? Can't compare."

  Ai Xiang looked at Su Haitang who seemed to have just been fished out of the water on the runway, and suddenly cried out.

   "Su Haitang, don't run away! I'm not angry anymore, I don't need him to apologize! Please stop!"

  Su Haitang didn't even have the strength to make an expression, the only thought was to lift her legs, run, and couldn't stop.

   "Daughter-in-law, I'll accompany you."