The pen of this adjective is so strong, the lines of the veins, and the deep and graceful emotions are all extraordinary. The ambitions contained in it are indescribable, which shows that the author's broad mind and profound knowledge are definitely not comparable to ordinary people. If everyone gets the music and the songs of the second song, this lyrics will definitely become a masterpiece of eternal songs for generations. However, the handwriting of this writing is a bit graceful, which is somewhat inconsistent with the artistic conception of the lyrics, and should be the basis of copying.

Xiao Youran stared at the adverb intently, showing a strong shock on his face. If someone who didn't understand the truth would think he was infected by the meaning of the lyrics, it was not the case, because he didn't understand what he meant. It seemed that in terms of literature, whether he was alive or after his death, it would be no exaggeration to describe it as a simple talent.

The reason for this performance at this moment is that when he saw this adverb, he suddenly found that the words seemed to be beating according to some strange pattern, and the jumping faster and faster. Gradually, the eyes were blurred, and a picture reflected from far to near. When this picture completely filled the field of vision, the surrounding environment also changed in an instant, as if it was substituted into another scene. This was not like an illusion. The body feels extremely real. Not only can you see and hear it, but you can even smell the damp smell of the soil after the rain, feel the cold wind blowing on your face and the coolness penetrates your body.

This is a battlefield filled with smoke. The two armies each occupied a mountain. Xiao Youran was standing in one of the camps at this moment, with thousands of troops behind him, and not far ahead was the highest cliff in the mountain. The central army's large tent was stationed on the cliff, or to facilitate the convenience of watching the battle situation at all times, there was no guard tent beside the big tent, but a rough railing was built along the cliff.

A man in white robe and silver armor was standing on the railing, wearing a handsome helmet on his head, holding a golden spear with eight feet long in his right hand, and holding his left hand behind him to look at the enemy camp on the opposite hill. Since he was behind the man, Xiao Youran could not see his appearance clearly, but looking at his figure and posture, it was still not difficult to feel the man's aura of looking down on all directions. It was a momentum that only a hero who was invincible in the world deserved.

After a long period of indifference, the man suddenly punched the flagpole beside him with his left hand and then roared to the sky. The huge handsome flag that was originally waving in the wind swayed rapidly after the blow, and the mighty word "Yue" embroidered on the flag also shook like a response to the roar.

Although the roar of Du Yuan Jing did not see any manic clamor, it still could not hide the deep hatred in his heart!

I hate that the world is not yet peaceful and the people are living in poverty!

I hate that I lose my land and have not yet recovered, and the people are displaced!

Hate is ambitions that are not fulfilled, and national humiliation cannot be eliminated!

I regret that I have not fulfilled my fame and fortune, and I have no way to volunteer!

I hate that I failed to succeed in my career and I have no way to repay me!

The heart of the heart is still red and blood is still cold, and the loyalty and anger are still hard to calm down!

What a hero who is upright, worried about the country and the people, has a strong mind and a strong heart, and is upright!

Xiao Youran has gone from shock to shock and then to tremor. If someone is infected by the man's passion and courage, I have to say with regret that you are still wrong. Because what makes him tremble is not the ambition and passionate whistle, nor the man's sad and bleak and heroic figure, but the gun he always holds in his right hand.

In Xiao Youran's opinion, everything else is not the point. No matter how heroic the man is, he is still a mortal with no cultivation. But the gun in his hand is different. If you read it correctly, it is definitely not an ordinary weapon, but a magic weapon, and it is a spiritual magic weapon that absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which can also be called a spiritual treasure!

He was not interested in any good men, serving the country and the people, fighting in all directions, and staining the battlefield with blood, but he was different from magic weapons. Although he didn't know why he could identify magic weapons and did not understand why he was so interested in magic weapons, he still couldn't control himself and was attracted by it instinctively.

What puzzled him was how could such a heavy treasure fall into the mortal world and be obtained by a mortal, and it seemed that this mortal could still control this treasure. How could this be possible? Doesn’t it require the use of this treasure? Or is this person actually a change of an immortal or a demon or monster that hides his cultivation?

Just as she was laughing leisurely and puzzled, the man stopped whistling and suddenly turned around and looked at him and chanted loudly: "Don't wait, the young man's head is white, and he is so sad!"

"What? Ah~! Why are you..." Xiao Youran, who was thinking, unconsciously looked up by him. It didn't matter when he saw it. A slightly fat face that was so close to him was almost against his nose. The round eyes, one big and one small, were staring at him without blinking, scaring him, and it was a bit unbearable to touch the face of the profiteer at such a close distance.

"Hey~ Husband, why are you getting so close to me? It's so scary." A woman's quiet voice came from the side.

"There are no guests at home. I am clumsy and it took me a lot of time to prepare the table. I would like to forgive you for your negligence. Now that the food and food are all in one go, please let me move to the back hall? Master? Master..." When Yue, who blocked his vision, boldly stepped back and made way out. He had not recovered from the scene changes and smiled a little dazedly. He realized that he had returned to Yue's living room and was still sitting in the previous position. Not far away, there was a woman dressed in a young woman who was greeting him. Did they all feel so real? He felt so real that he was a little confused. Maybe he had been struggling for a day and was a little tired.

"Uh... I'm sorry, I'm a little distracted just now. This one is..." Xiao Youran hurriedly got up and returned the gift, touched his nose awkwardly, turned his head to ask Yue boldly.

"This is the inner son Li." Yue boldly and affectionately introduced at his wife.

Following Yue Dadan's gaze, this lady was petite, delicate, gentle and quiet, and she looked like a woman with a delicate mind, beautiful and wise wife and mother. From this we can see that the decoration and cleaning of this house must have been the hands of this woman, and everything makes sense. However, with Yue Dadan's appearance and wealth, she can marry such a good wife. I really don't know if he should be said to be shining with his guitar or he should be said to be lucky.

"It turned out to be Mrs. Yue. I was trying to bother her. I was so worried." Xiao Youran gave another gift and turned around to follow the two to the back hall. But he seemed to suddenly remember something, and pointed to the frame on the wall and asked, "Is this adjective written by Mrs. Yue?"

"This word is indeed written by me, but the word is not written by me, but is copied by me." Mrs. Yue responded with a smile, but did not mention who the original work was. She just looked at Yue Dadan unconsciously, her eyes full of admiration and admiration.

"Oh, so that's it, haha, please!" Xiao Youran nodded and followed the couple to the back hall.

While walking, he looked at Yue Dadan's back and Xiao Youran secretly compared him with the silver-armored general in the previous illusion. He found that although he was a little similar, he could not be completely sure. Mrs. Yue seemed unwilling to disclose the information about the person who wrote the lyrics. Is there anything hard to say that it would be hidden? This is really strange.

Walking through a short but exquisite veranda, everyone came to a quiet side hall in the backyard. The hall was decorated in a simple and elegant manner, and a table of banquets that didn't seem to be rich were placed in it. Everyone invited them to the table and looked at the wine and dishes on the table with a smile and leisurely. They found that although vegetarian dishes accounted for 80% of the dishes, each dish was very unique, with a full range of colors and flavors, and the wine was also very light, and it smelled a faint smell of bamboo leaves. It can be seen that although the life of the Yue family was not as poor, it was also very difficult.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food, everyone had a great conversation during the meal. Yue Dadan seemed to have not drunk such a good drink for a long time. He drank one cup after another, but he still felt that it was not enough. He changed from the cup to a bowl, and finally he just held the jar and drank it. Mrs. Yue poured wine for Xiao Youran from time to time. Although he didn't like drinking, he couldn't refuse his affection and drank a few sips.

"Well, little brother, I've been chatting for so long, but I still don't know what your name is?" Yue Dadan asked after taking a sip of wine and wiped his mouth.

"Xiao Youran is here." Xiao Youran also took the cup and sucked it lightly.

"Oh hehe, it turns out that it's Brother Xiao. Yue is a rough man and doesn't know how to be polite. You can do it yourself, just be tempted..." Yue grinned boldly, and after saying that, he picked up the wine jar and drank wildly on his own.

"What are Brother Yue saying? Chenggui and his wife are so grateful." Xiao Youran said politely, picked up the dishes and took a bite, and suddenly said: "By the way, Brother Yue, I didn't give you a pill to heal you just now. I might as well take the medicine here, so that I can get rid of the pain early."

"Well, yes, yes, take the medicine first, or you're afraid that it will delay Brother Xiao's affairs tomorrow, haha..." Yue Dadan slapped his forehead and quickly took out the green jade bottle from his arms, opened the bottle plug, and poured out a brown pill the size of a date pit from it.

"Ah? What's the use of such a big thing? If you eat half of it, there's nothing left, and there's enough to wipe the wound. Lord Xie is urging us?" Yue Dadan pinched the small pill with his thumb and index finger and stared in front of him. His eyes widened and his eyebrows were twisted into a twisted shape.

"If Brother Yue doesn't mind, let me see how this pill is?" Xiao Youran said as he stretched out a hand.

"Oh? Do you still know how to use the pills? Well, I'll give it to you~" Yue Dadan glanced at Xiao Youran in surprise and put the pills in his palm.

"Haha, I understand a little." Xiao Youran smiled and took the pill and checked it.

Xiao Youran looked and said, "This pill is not only useful, but also very useful! First of all, although this pill is small, it emits an extremely restrained medicinal fragrance, indicating that the medicinal power is extremely condensed. Secondly, although the color is dim, if you look closely, you will find that there is a relatively bright circle of patterns that surround the surface of the pill, and this is the pill pattern. Finally, the grade of this pill is definitely not lower than that of the lower grade of the earth level. Lord Xie is quite good!"

"Uh~ah?! Earth... Earth level?" Yue Dadan was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out. Even Mrs. Yue next to him was surprised to cover her mouth with one hand when she heard this.

"Well, if you read it correctly, this is a solid soul-solid pill of about 3 and 4th grade ground level. Because the pill pattern is only one circle and is not obvious, it is difficult to judge whether it is a third-grade "fake pattern" or a fourth-grade "fake pattern". If you have cultivation and use divine consciousness to investigate, you can confirm it. Unfortunately..." Xiao Youran threw the pill lightly and sighed.

"No matter how many grades it is, do you think this pill is of great use? What's the use?" Yue Dadan heard the pill called "Sculpting and Soul-Solidifying Pill" and immediately burst into tears, and his breathing became rapid. He had no patience to listen to what method of discrimination he said, and he quickly interrupted and asked.

"Is this useful? As the name suggests, it can reshape the soul body and stabilize the soul. It is more than enough to heal the wounds on your body. Even his cultivation will be a little diligent. It will also be for the future spiritual cultivation..." Xiao Youran was just speaking seriously, but was startled by Yue Dadan slamming the table. The pills he was throwing were almost thrown out.

"What?!! Can you reshape your soul?? Stabilize your soul??" Yue Dadao stood up suddenly, even the soup bowls and dishes in front of him were spilled, and he stuck all over his body, but he had no feeling at all, but his eyes were red and stared at Xiao Youran and shouted loudly.

"Yes...yes! What's wrong?" Xiao Youran was a little confused.

"Hehe... so... so good. Take it quickly. No, no, no, you give it to me directly and let her take it quickly! Hehehe..." Yue Dadan was so excited that he was a little incoherent, turning his head to look at Mrs. Yue and laughing foolishly, but tears appeared in his eyes.

"This... I'm sorry to say bluntly that although this pill is good, Mrs. Yue can't accept it." Xiao Youran looked at Mrs. Yue in surprise, as if she could see some clues, and then sighed softly.

"Why can't you accept it?! You've made it clear!" Yue Dadan suddenly became anxious when he heard it, rushed over and grabbed Xiao Youran's shoulder, and shook it violently while asking, making his whole body shake like noodles in the wind.

"Oh~ Stop shaking, I'm going to part ways!" Xiao Youran said in pain.

"Uh, that's sorry, brother Xiao, I'm reckless. Don't be as good as me. Tell me why? Ah? Good brother, please tell me quickly?" Yue Dadan quickly straightened his body, and used too much force in panic, making his shoulder almost lose his stagnation with a "click".

"Although this kind of elixir that is almost intermediate in the Earth level is extremely gentle, it has surpassed a large level after all. Even with your cultivation level, you can only take half a pill. You still need to use your energy to resolve the power. You can't even bear half a pill below the Yellow level. Mrs. Yue has no cultivation at all. How can you accept it? Do you want her soul to burst and her soul collapse?" Xiao Youran shook her numb shoulders and replied solemnly.

"This...I...How can I not know? I was so happy that I was so happy that I was still happy after all, alas!!" Yue Dadan looked bitter and unwilling, then took a few steps back, sat back on the chair and sighed heavily.

"Besides, only those who have drunk ** soup can take this pill, otherwise even if you have cultivation, it will become highly toxic..." Xiao Youran wanted to explain more, but found that Yue Dabang's face was extremely difficult to see, so he couldn't help but shut his mouth.

"** soup!** soup, it's another damn soup!" Yue Dadao roared sadly, swung the wine jar and poured it on.

"Haha, forget it, husband! I have said it many times, life and death are fate, I don't care, so why should you make things difficult for yourself?" Mrs. Yue, who had been silent, walked over with a gentle smile, pressed the wine jar in his hand, and used silk silk to wipe the debris of soup and vegetables on his body.

"But I care! I...I...ah!" Yue Dadan wanted to get up and refute, but he didn't know what he could say or do. He felt weak all over, and his just raised waist collapsed back, and he could only drink wildly in the wine jar, his eyes were dull and bloodshot.

Looking at Yue Dabang's appearance, Mrs. Yue's eyes were also sour, and a few drops of clear tears couldn't help but slide down her face, but the eyes when she looked at him were still full of tenderness and sweetness.

"That... Mrs. Yue's body, cough, there is no way..." Looking at such a sad scene, Xiao Youran wondered why she was just reminding him to take medicine. Why did it happen like this? She scratched the back of her head awkwardly and coughed.

"What's the solution?" Yue Dadan straightened up suddenly, his eyes shone brightly, and even Mrs. Yue quietly wiped away the tears and looked over.
Chapter completed!