The two of them had their own thoughts. After moving for a while, Huang Shang suddenly shouted: "By the way, I forgot to go and order the troops! The boss still has to send troops to attack Bai Bo's army. Although he has to set off tomorrow, it is not enough not to prepare today. Fengxiao, come with me. You are a military advisor, and you cannot do without understanding some military knowledge!"

He dragged Guo Jia to the point of the soldiers, but he was thinking in his heart: "The boss must have stayed in the palace overnight last night. I wonder if he has come out now? Well, the little girl from Dong Cheng is really good to the boss, and the boss will definitely go back to see her."

He was right. At this time, Feng Sha was lying in a huge bathtub, and Dong Huan served him to take a shower.

In the steaming room, the beautiful girl was half naked, holding a towel in her hand, carefully wiping the mark of rouge lipstick on her body, lifting up water and sprinkling it on her body, and her tender little hands rubbed his body, without missing anything.

She held the towel in her hand and gently wiped the blood marks on his face. She was so distressed that she sucked in a cold air, but she didn't ask any more questions. Even the fine teeth marks on his chest and shoulders were not seen.

Feng Sha waited patiently, finally couldn't hold back and said, "Why didn't you ask me anything?"

Dong Huan's expression remained unchanged and she smiled and said, "Husband, do you have anything to ask me?"

Feng Sha suffocated and said in a deep voice: "You have seen it all, my body..."

Dong Huan smiled and said softly: "Husband, I won't ask what I shouldn't have asked. If you want me to know, you will tell me."

Feng Sha slowly closed his eyes, feeling his heart softened, and was moved by the understanding of this gentle girl so much that she could not speak.

After a long silence, he opened his mouth and said softly: "Kiss me!"

The fragrant breath of the girl beside her suddenly stopped for a moment, and then became rapid. Her jade arms slowly hugged his neck, and two warm and fragrant lips gently pressed on her, kissing her lips.

Feng Sha closed his eyes and gently kissed her smooth and fragrant lips. He gradually felt two lines of tears flowing down from her face and falling between his lips. The smell of the pure girl's tears was bitter, but extremely sweet.

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Feng Sha stood in the study room of the Taifu Mansion, holding a long hair in his hand and writing quickly.

His brush calligraphy has always been well written, and it is also the best among the Han people in the 26th century. The Galaxy Calligraphy Association has repeatedly wanted to invite him to participate in calligraphy competitions. If he had not been wanted by the police and could not be present in public, he may have been a famous calligrapher in the Galaxy, not just a famous mercenary.

He wrote a line of big words, stopped to admire it, with a hint of joy in his eyes.

The handwriting was strong and powerful, like a dragon, with a hint of unrestrained temperament. Although he tried hard to imitate the writing style of people of this era, he was still unique. From that copybook, a domineering aura came to his face.

The paper used for writing was made by the Unscrupulous Intellectual Brain. It is white and soft, and is the best paper used for writing. The paper craftsman came to ask what the paper was named. The Unscrupulous Intellectual Brain personally gave it a name, called "Rice Paper".

This excellent rice paper is unscrupulous and intelligent brain, so he sent someone to invite the boss to write and enjoy this rare moment of leisure before going to war.

Feng Sha admired his calligraphy for a while, took a step forward, picked up his pen and continued to write on the paper.

There was a sudden sound on the door. Feng Sha stopped and looked at it. He saw a little girl over ten years old carrying a tea tray and walked in carefully. Seeing Feng Sha looking at her, a faint blush appeared on her pretty little face, and she said softly: "General, Master, I'm here to send tea."

Feng Sha smiled slightly, remembering that he had overcome the danger with this girl, and rushing out of the fire with her in her arms, it was a friend of suffering. He couldn't help but feel close to him, and smiled and said, "Just put down the tea tray."

The girl put down the tea tray, but she still couldn't walk away. Her dark eyes looked at Feng Sha's strong body shyly. She thought of her body as if she was naked. She couldn't help but look shyly on her face, and she was very cute in red.

Feng Sha didn't think it was strange. He stood at the table, leaned forward, and then picked up his pen and wanted to continue writing. Thinking that he didn't know the girl's name, he asked casually: "How old are you? What's your name?"

The girl showed joy and bowed her knees and said, "My name is Cai Yan, I am thirteen years old this year."

Even though Feng Sha was determined to be tough, his wrist could not help but shake, and a drop of ink dripped on the white rice paper.

He slowly exhaled, straightened his waist, turned to face the talented woman who had been famous for all ages, with a slight look of surprise in his eyes.

This talented woman who became famous all over the world in the future is still just a teenage girl, but she is already in a bookish spirit. Her tender little face has a hint of shyness and a seriousness. In her bright eyes, the dark eyes are extremely flexible, and she is obviously extremely intelligent. She has an extraordinary appearance, although she is still young, but she has a reversal of all living beings. In addition, these days, she has been searched for supplements everywhere by the unscrupulous intelligent brain to replenish her body, which has rapidly developed. She no longer has the figure of the malnourished little girl. At this time, she has a slim figure, slender waist, and a tender yellow silk shirt. She is indeed unparalleled. Even Feng Sha, a person who is used to seeing beauty, can't help but be stunned.

He looked at Cai Yan silently for a while, until her pretty face was blushed, she lowered her head and said nothing, and her slender hands twisted her clothes, looking a little at a loss. Feng Sha said slowly: "There is nothing here, you go down and rest."

Cai Yan was very disappointed, bowed his knees and whispered: "Yes." He slowly retreated.

Feng Sha saw her leaving, holding a brush in his hand, looking at the door in a daze.

He knew best the temper of an unscrupulous and intelligent brain. He could guess why he wanted to accept this girl as his apprentice. This time, he sent this girl to send tea to impress him.

After seeing this smart and beautiful girl, Feng Sha was a little upset for some reason and always wanted to find something to vent.

He took a good piece of rice paper, spread it on the table, wrote a quick pen, and wrote a famous line from all ages:

More than thirteen years of grace,

Cardamom tips early February.

The spring breeze ten miles of Yangzhou Road,

Rolling the bead curtain is not as good as rolling it up.

After writing, he took two steps back, looked silently for a while, and let out a deep breath before calming down.

Not far outside the door, Wuliangzhizhu had been pricking his ears and eavesdropping on the movements in the room. Until this sigh reached his ears, the Taifu jumped up and rushed into the room like a gust of wind, shouting: "Boss, the soldiers have been adjusted, you should go to war! I have repaired the sky-shaking bow I made with my own hands. You can try it later. It will definitely be much better than before!"

The so-called Zhentian bow is the iron-fetal bow made by the unscrupulous intelligent brain. It has been trimmed perfectly by him, and the two seal characters "Zhentian" were carved on the bow.

Feng Sha threw his pen and glared at him slightly. Although he was blamed for setting up a condom to let him get in, he saw that he was so big that he was almost as good as him, so he couldn't hit him anymore. He snorted and walked out the door.

Cai Yan stood in the corner and quietly watched the heroic man who made him sleepless and went out. His big eyes were staring at his back, confused, as if water was about to drip out.

After staying for a while, she quietly entered the study, trying to get two of his calligraphy to comfort the little girl's feelings.

As soon as I entered the study, the white rice paper was reflected in her eyes, with four lines of large characters on it, with vigorous and powerful words, like a dragon flying in the sky, wild and unrestrained; but it also seemed to contain a tender and affectionate meaning, tender and tender, and the love was inextricably wrapped around her heart. The rice paper was placed upright on the table, but the ink was still not dry.

Cai Yan seemed to be hypnotized and immediately became stunned.

She walked over slowly step by step, looked at the poem, and read it word by word, and tears of excitement and happiness flowed silently from her bright eyes.

She raised her slender hands and held them beside her hot cheeks. She looked at the beautiful poem left by the man, and couldn't help but become obsessed.

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Thirty thousand troops set out from Luoyang and headed straight west.

The Baibo thieves were burning, killing and looting the west. Ma Teng and Jia Xu, who were sent to guard Chang'an a few days ago, led their troops from Chang'an to attack the enemy from both sides with the Luoyang army, and tried to surround it and kill it in the wilderness between Luoyang and Chang'an.

Feng Sha rode in the middle of the army with a cold face, suppressing all tenderness and worries in his heart, trying not to think of it. In the eyes of the soldiers, he was still the cold and brave general, as hard as steel.

The generals who followed him to the battle this time were Gao Shun, Zhang Liao, Wei Xu, and Cheng Lian. Everyone was wearing brand new armor, covered with brocade robes, and rode a war horse with a superb sage. The soldiers under their command were also erect and were full of strong soldiers.

In this powerful army, there is a disharmonious existence. Guo Jia lies on the back of the horse beside Fengsha, dying, as if he is about to die.

Wei Xu looked at him gloatingly, feeling ecstatic. He had always hated these scholars. Today, when he saw Guo Jia's miserable situation, Lao Huai was very pleased and deeply happy that the tutor had conducted the cruel training for this.

Feng Sha's sympathetic eyes fell on Guo Jia, and said warmly: "Fengxiao, you practiced push-ups all day and ran for another thirty miles, and didn't even sleep. Now you are a little more forced to go to the battle. You can go back to the carriage and rest."

Guo Jia agreed weakly, but couldn't even move.

Feng Sha waved his hand, and several soldiers went over to raise Guo Jia, carried him straight to the carriage in the team, and then took the bed and quilt and let him lie in it as Feng Sha ordered.
Chapter completed!