My Wife Is A General Who Killed Tens Of Thousands On The Battlefield

　　 Zhao Jin walked to the young man and smiled triumphantly: "In addition to the explosives in the Xiujian, there is also the psychedelic smoke of the breeze. They are all prepared by my Great Zhou Spirit Master's Mansion. They are the status warriors. Inhaling enough weight into the body, you will lose your mind for a moment!"

　　 The young man meditated: "If I fly away immediately, I won't be caught."

　　 Zhao Jin picked up the remaining fragments of the sleeve arrows from the ground, and saw a blue light reflecting from the sunlight.

"The Xiujian is all poisonous. If you fly away and get stabbed by fragments, you will be defeated!" Zhao Jin smiled: "It's just a different end! Of course, if you were not injured by fragments during the flight, When you arrive, then you still have a chance."

　　 The young man refused to accept: "If I were an iron sword, my sword spirit would be able to make another three-pointer, and you may not be able to win!"

　　 "Do you know that I have no other means?" Zhao Jin bickered so that he would not lose. He said, "You can only play with sword energy. I have no means at all."

　　 "Ten years from now, my sword spirit can smooth out all your means!"

　　 "Hehe, after ten years, you will be turned into a dead body after ten breaths!"

　　 The two began to quarrel, but the young man was the defeated side, and it was futile to say anything.

　　 Su Wen walked over, looked at the young man, and said angrily: "I was just scaring you, how do you do it? Do you think you smashed the door of my house?"

　　 At this time, the gate of Su Wen's mansion was almost completely destroyed.

　　 The youth stared at him, and said solemnly: "Who knows what you said is true or false?"

　　 "Hehe, then I said I am going to kill the abbot of Guiyuan Temple tomorrow, believe it or not?"

　　 Guiyuan Temple is one of the top martial arts sects of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and its abbot is one of the best masters in the world.

　　 The young man shook his head and said, "Naturally, it's not the same! The boss has never practiced. If you kill her, it will be easy to turn your back on him. Since you have said it, I can't let you do it!"

　　 Su Wen sighed and said, "Follow me in and let Ningshuang find someone to fix the door!"

　　 After speaking, Su Wen turned and entered.

　　 The youth is motionless!

　　 Zhao Jin looked at the youth and said, "Go in, you want to die."

　　 The young man said angrily: "What the **** are you going to do!"

　　 Zhao Jin grinned: "My young master has taken a fancy to you!"

　　 The young man who has been expressionless, at this moment, the expression of fear leaked.

　　 He has always heard that among the powerful, there are many good men!

　　 Could it be...

　　 He looked at Su Wen's background with horror, then looked at Zhao Jin with a hideous face, and said, "You...Kill me!"

　　 "Hurry in, you!"

　　 Zhao Jin grabbed the young man and walked towards the house.

　　 Three people entered, Su Wen took a seat, Zhao Jin and the youth stood in the hall.

　　 Su Wen smiled gently and asked, "What's your name?"

　　 He didn’t know. In the eyes of the young man, his smile was extremely wretched. The young man gritted his teeth and replied: "Chu...he..."

"how old are you?"

　　 "29..."

　　 "Are you married?"

　　 "You kill me!" Chu He looked at death like home.

　　 Su Wen waved his hand and said: "Don't be so excited, we all have a misunderstanding, you and I have no grievances and no grudges, what am I doing to kill you."

　　 "Skills can be killed, not insulted! Chu only wants to die!"

　　 Su Wen was taken aback: "When did I insult you?"

　　 Chuhe flushed, and he didn't know how to answer.

　　Su Wen looked at Zhao Jin and asked in confusion: "Did you insult him?"

　　 Zhao Jin shook his head quickly and said, "No."

　　 "That's right, you said you broke the door of my house, and I didn't say that you insulted me, so how can I insult you?"

　　Chu He looked at Zhao Jin: "But he said that you are interested in me, how can I...how can I..."

　　 Su Wen laughed and said: "Hahaha, I didn't expect your face to be serious, but you think so stubbornly! I just want to call you into my command and work for me. How is it like you said?"

　　 Chu He said angrily: "Then you ask me if I am married or not?"

　　 Su Wen looked innocent: "Don't I want to show my concern and mind? Who knows that you are full of dirty heads."

　　 Zhao Jin also mocked and said: "You guy, I didn't see it, the face is so cold and the inside is so boring. Say, did you leave the sword to see the owner of the fan?"

"I do not have!"

　　 "Did you throw tens of thousands of silver swords to the boss?"

　　 Chu He shook his head and said, "I made the sword by myself. How can it be worth so much?"

　　 This is a good remark, if you change to a serious blacksmith, you will definitely not be that bear-like.

　　 The chat box opened, and Chu He also explained his origin.

　　 He grew up with his master. It can be said that for the first 28 years of his life, his circle of life was the master, the village.

　　Practice sword every day, the only opponent is the master.

　　 grew up a bit, and fought with the beasts in the mountains.

　　 That sword, his master gave him a piece of iron when he was fifteen, and he forged it himself.

　　 The following year, he was ordered by his teacher to enter the arena.

　　 Challenged along the way according to the list given by his master.

　　Speaking of this, Zhao Jin frowned and said, "In other words, did you pick eighteen swordsmen in Bingzhou?"

　　 "That's right!"

　　 Zhao Jin looked at Su Wen and said, "This kid has picked 18 famous swordsmen in Bingzhou. No one has survived a hundred moves! Among them, the one with the highest cultivation level has reached the seventh rank."

　　 said again: "But the guy challenged by this kid never survives! Many families of the deceased have already given money to reward this kid for his life!"

Chu He said: "My master said~www.wuxiamtl.com~My sword is not murderous, and the blade is not sharp. Only by grinding this way can I be more diligent in the kendo! Every time I fight with people, I will Once told, it’s not an ordinary contest, but a fight for life, no grievances for life and death!"

　　 Su Wen waved his hand and said, "What your master likes to say, I don't care, I just want to know, what are you going to do now?"

　　 Chu He said blankly: "What should I do?"

　　 "There is no enmity between the two of us. I will give you two choices. First, I am short of people. You will be my subordinate and listen to my orders. Second, compensate me for the loss of repairing the gate."

　　 "I'll choose two!" Chu He said without hesitation: "The amount of money you earn for the repair of the gate is counted on me, and I will settle it for you at that time."

　　Chu He remembered that the landlord of the village built a gate, which seemed to be a hundred or eighty taels.

　　 He had already figured it out, but it was really impossible, so he took his sword back and sold it for ten thousand taels of silver. It should be enough for anything.

　　 "This is what you said." Su Wen smiled.

　　 "That is, I never owe anyone, Chuhe."

　　 This is a good remark, otherwise he would not throw his sword to the owner of the fried noodles.

　　 Su Wen clapped his hands, and Ningshuang sent the pen and paper.

　　 Su Wen wrote a contract. In short, it was to let Chu He have full power to compensate for the loss, and agreed that Chu He needs to pay the compensation within one month. If the payment is not clear, Su Wen will deal with it.

　　 After seeing it, Chu He wondered: "Why do I have to make an appointment? Will I still owe you money?"

　　 Su Wen sneered: "Then who knows? There must be a delivery time? Is it possible that when you are a hundred years old, I will still have to wait for you to be a hundred years old?"

　　 "Okay! Just follow what you said!" Chu He pressed his handprint!