Chapter 47
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Feng opened her eyes and found that she was lying in her own familiar room and bed. The injuries to both hands, head and left shoulder were well bandaged.
He sat up reluctantly, feeling a little weight on his leg.
A small body, leaning against the edge of the bed, fell asleep on his lap. The little face, which was still white, now had a runny nose and tears, mixed with black soot. It was so miserable.
Without knowing it, she opened her mouth and put it on the quilt, sleeping soundly.
Feng looked at Xiaoqiu's round face like a cat for a while, and suddenly she was relieved.
Fortunately, she didn't die, otherwise she didn't know what she was going to cry like.
He gently pulled out his leg and stood up from the bed, feeling a dizziness caused by excessive blood loss.
Holding on to the wall, he settled down and walked slowly towards the door.
Is carrying a basin of water into the door of Biyun saw, quickly put down the basin to help him.
"Where are you going? You are seriously injured. You can't walk around. My Lord told me to take care of you
"Thank you. Don't bother." Ah Feng broke away from the help of Biyun and went out with a pale face.
"Ah..."
Biyun can't help calling him, so he has to sigh and go back to the room.
Such a cold person, how can Qiu like to stay with him so much.
Biyun twisted the towel and wiped the dirty face of her sister lying beside the bed.
After fighting for more than a month, the child was busy in the position every day. His little body was really tired, so he could sleep so soundly.
When the Lord comes back, he will soon beat back the enemy, and everything will be better at last.
Biyun embraces her sister in her arms. The two sisters sit on the ground, head to head, next to the edge of the bed, and fall into a dream at ease.
In the east city, a dozen slaves walked happily together.
There is a ferocious scar on the head man's face, but the eye-catching is the bloody head he is holding in both hands.
He threw the heads tied together with his hair in front of the clerk and said, "count the heads!"
"Shengge is powerful."
"Brother Sheng is powerful."
"It's very good if you can have one. Only my brother Sheng has more than ten. Ha ha."
Sheng uses his dagger to lift a head on the ground and throws it on the six monkeys who are injured but have nothing to gain.
"Take it! You don't have any of our brothers. I'll give you a hand this time. Don't think there will be such a good thing next time. "
Six monkeys caught the head covered with dirty blood, not a bit dirty, wiping tears: "thank you, brother Sheng, thank you."
The clerk carefully counted the head, took out the pen and paper, asked: "name, native place, age?"
Brother Sheng: "name Sheng, no surname, I don't know where I was born, I don't know my age." The
clerk was very accustomed to this situation, looked up and explained seriously: "now that you are out of slavery, you must have a full name, so that you can write a formal household registration."
"My mother's surname seems to be Yang, so I believe in Yang. Yang Sheng Sheng Ge gave himself a full name temporarily.
The clerk first turned out a thick book and made a careful record. Then he took out a piece of poplar wood and wrote on it Yang Sheng's name, age, physical features and assigned place of origin.
He handed it to him and told him in detail: "this is" Yan ", a symbol of your identity as a national of Jin State. You must be careful to put it away. If you lose it, you need to ask three neighbors to testify, plus Li Zheng, to go to the Yamen above the county level with the documents issued by the village head. It's very troublesome."
Yang Sheng took a look and saw that the board was polished smooth, and it was covered with small words he didn't know.
So I'm not a slave.
He carefully rubbed the small board for a while.
Around the brothers excited, one after another to pass back and forth.
"Yang Shiwu's record of the chief of the Xiaodi in this battle is 15. The first rank of the nobility in the Jin Dynasty has a field and a house." The clerk took out a small wicker, wrote a line of words on it, and handed it to Yang Sheng.
"your registered residence is located in Xiang County, ten miles to the southeast of the Bixiang Prefecture." the "Shih" township, with your "inspection" and the "biography" on your hand, will go to the county to find the county magistrate. He will check your inspection and transmission according to the documents we sent here, so that the governor can arrange a dumping ground for you and a thirty step square house, and you can also receive two thousand yuan as a subsidy for building the house. In the first year, the state will not levy taxes on you. "
The more Yang Sheng and his partners listened, the more excited they were. Finally, they could not help but coax and cheered.
As for the words of the clerk: "however, these can only be dealt with after the battle." They were drowned out by the cheers of men, and almost no one heard them.
Cheers were heard one after another in the square of Dongshi.
Even if a lot of people didn't get an enemy capital at all.
But people were inspired by this kind of visible and tangible hope, and their morale rose like a tide.A yuan sat in the corner, holding his head, feeling his hands shaking. With the food distributed today in his arms, he could not eat a mouthful of the fragrant and soft steamed bread with white flour.
Bursts of acid water in his stomach made him nauseous.
He thinks he has strength. In the village, whether it's hunting or fighting, he is a good hand and will adapt to the battlefield soon.
Today, however, when he arrived at the battlefield of tens of millions of people, he found that those brave and ruthless people he thought were funny in real battlefield.
The enemies of different races don't look like ghosts in the village.
On the contrary, like themselves, if they cut it with one knife, they will turn out white muscles and spray red blood.
He saw a man with a dog in front of his eyes. He broke his stomach and lay on the ground, rolling and crying.
However, he had to follow his companion, rush forward and slash on the crying body with shaking hands. Until the blood soaked his shoes, until the struggling body, no longer move.
But if he doesn't lift his knife, it is likely that he will fall down and be his companion.
He couldn't distinguish the east from the west, the north from the south. In the chaos of people's hooves, and the sky full of swords and swords, he could only firmly remember the point repeatedly emphasized by the instructor in the training these days - closely following the centurion of his team.
The centurion looked at the centurion's flag, and he was only responsible for staring at the centurion's figure. Where the centurion cuts, they rush up to chop. Where the centurion rushes, he rushes.
The seemingly endless battle was finally over, and he couldn't help vomiting three times.
Not to mention the head of the enemy, a yuan didn't even know how he got here alive.
He pulled out a small amulet hanging around his neck from his collar. The day before he left, his wife a Juan specially hung it for him.
I really want to lose my arms and armor, go home, go home, find a Juan, hold her, bury her head in her soft chest, no matter what, no matter what.
A group of men cheered not far away from him. The man with a scar on his face cut the heads of ten enemies at one time.
A yuan remembers this man named Sheng. He killed the enemy in a crazy way, which is very impressive.
Yesterday, this man was the lowest slave, but today, with his ten or so heads, he not only broke away from slavery, but even surpassed himself and became a gentleman, with a hundred mu of land and a thirty square house.
A yuan bit his teeth and tugged at the amulet in his hand. "A Juan, you wait for me. Next time, next time I must cut off at least one head."
Six monkeys nervously put the head of the man that Sheng Ge gave him on the clerk's desk.
"Name?" The clerk asked as usual.
"I I don't have a surname. I don't know who my mother is Six monkey son feel embarrassed head, "that I also follow Sheng elder brother surname good, call, call Yang six monkey."
"Ha ha ha..." There was a roar of laughter around.
Rigorous clerk all laughed: "call Yang luhou."
He casually gave six monkeys a name. During this day, he did not know how many names he had given to these slaves.
Six monkeys receive their own "experience" with great gratitude, and look at their serious name happily.
"Thanks to brother Sheng, otherwise I don't know when I will have this name." Yang luhou, the sixth monkey, excitedly returned to elder brother Sheng. Dogleg said, "I don't think there's a person who can match elder brother Sheng in the whole show. In fact, it's good that he can keep his life like me, and his legs are not soft."
"There are people out there." Yang Sheng snorted and raised his chin. "Look over there."
They looked up, and a young man in black was walking slowly.
His eyes were cold and covered with blood. Even the pure black clothes couldn't cover up the smell of blood, just like the Rocha coming back from Shura's hell.
He was riding a horse, with one behind him. On the backs of the two horses, there are hill like heads. The hair on those ferocious heads was twisted, and the thick blood dripped down the legs of the horse.
The man went to a clerk's desk. After counting his head for a day, the clerk was surprised. He stood up and called his companions to help.
"Oh, my God, how many grades do you have to go up?" Yang Lu Hou opened his mouth and said softly.
"The zanniao within the third level is rewarded according to the person's head. If you want to be promoted to the fourth level or above, it's no use relying on the person's head alone." Yang Sheng said in a low voice.
Yang luhou doubted: "is that so? A title above level Four. I didn't even think about it. "
"You have to think that if you want to get to the fourth division, it depends on the team that the captain of the third division leads." Yang Sheng narrowed his eyes. He didn't want to admit defeat. "You all work hard with me. Although we are slaves, there is nothing worse than others. We also have the opportunity to be a marquis.""Look at the man in red. He led the team to guard the gate of the city. His achievement this time is enough to be a fourth level title."
Ah Feng covered with bandages, wearing his red robe, came step by step. Along the way, a number of worshippers came forward to help him. He raised his hand slightly and declined.
He went up to a clerk, put his hand on Mo Qiao Sheng's shoulder and took a breath.
"I'm so hurt. How can I come out? Why should I be so anxious?" Mo Qiao Sheng blames a sentence, but actually he understands a Feng's mood very much.
"I My name is Feng Feng opens to the clerk.
"His name is Feng, his surname is Cheng, Cheng Feng." A voice sounded.
A man came down the stairs of xuantai. His head was covered with gold and his face was like a jade crown. With a smile in his eyes, he stood on the steps and said, "give other countries their surnames. From now on, their surnames will be Cheng."
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Feng opened her eyes and found that she was lying in her own familiar room and bed. The injuries to both hands, head and left shoulder were well bandaged.
He sat up reluctantly, feeling a little weight on his leg.
A small body, leaning against the edge of the bed, fell asleep on his lap. The little face, which was still white, now had a runny nose and tears, mixed with black soot. It was so miserable.
Without knowing it, she opened her mouth and put it on the quilt, sleeping soundly.
Feng looked at Xiaoqiu's round face like a cat for a while, and suddenly she was relieved.
Fortunately, she didn't die, otherwise she didn't know what she was going to cry like.
He gently pulled out his leg and stood up from the bed, feeling a dizziness caused by excessive blood loss.
Holding on to the wall, he settled down and walked slowly towards the door.
Is carrying a basin of water into the door of Biyun saw, quickly put down the basin to help him.
"Where are you going? You are seriously injured. You can't walk around. My Lord told me to take care of you
"Thank you. Don't bother." Ah Feng broke away from the help of Biyun and went out with a pale face.
"Ah..."
Biyun can't help calling him, so he has to sigh and go back to the room.
Such a cold person, how can Qiu like to stay with him so much.
Biyun twisted the towel and wiped the dirty face of her sister lying beside the bed.
After fighting for more than a month, the child was busy in the position every day. His little body was really tired, so he could sleep so soundly.
When the Lord comes back, he will soon beat back the enemy, and everything will be better at last.
Biyun embraces her sister in her arms. The two sisters sit on the ground, head to head, next to the edge of the bed, and fall into a dream at ease.
In the east city, a dozen slaves walked happily together.
There is a ferocious scar on the head man's face, but the eye-catching is the bloody head he is holding in both hands.
He threw the heads tied together with his hair in front of the clerk and said, "count the heads!"
"Shengge is powerful."
"Brother Sheng is powerful."
"It's very good if you can have one. Only my brother Sheng has more than ten. Ha ha."
Sheng uses his dagger to lift a head on the ground and throws it on the six monkeys who are injured but have nothing to gain.
"Take it! You don't have any of our brothers. I'll give you a hand this time. Don't think there will be such a good thing next time. "
Six monkeys caught the head covered with dirty blood, not a bit dirty, wiping tears: "thank you, brother Sheng, thank you."
The clerk carefully counted the head, took out the pen and paper, asked: "name, native place, age?"
Brother Sheng: "name Sheng, no surname, I don't know where I was born, I don't know my age." The
clerk was very accustomed to this situation, looked up and explained seriously: "now that you are out of slavery, you must have a full name, so that you can write a formal household registration."
"My mother's surname seems to be Yang, so I believe in Yang. Yang Sheng Sheng Ge gave himself a full name temporarily.
The clerk first turned out a thick book and made a careful record. Then he took out a piece of poplar wood and wrote on it Yang Sheng's name, age, physical features and assigned place of origin.
He handed it to him and told him in detail: "this is" Yan ", a symbol of your identity as a national of Jin State. You must be careful to put it away. If you lose it, you need to ask three neighbors to testify, plus Li Zheng, to go to the Yamen above the county level with the documents issued by the village head. It's very troublesome."
Yang Sheng took a look and saw that the board was polished smooth, and it was covered with small words he didn't know.
So I'm not a slave.
He carefully rubbed the small board for a while.
Around the brothers excited, one after another to pass back and forth.
"Yang Shiwu's record of the chief of the Xiaodi in this battle is 15. The first rank of the nobility in the Jin Dynasty has a field and a house." The clerk took out a small wicker, wrote a line of words on it, and handed it to Yang Sheng.
"your registered residence is located in Xiang County, ten miles to the southeast of the Bixiang Prefecture." the "Shih" township, with your "inspection" and the "biography" on your hand, will go to the county to find the county magistrate. He will check your inspection and transmission according to the documents we sent here, so that the governor can arrange a dumping ground for you and a thirty step square house, and you can also receive two thousand yuan as a subsidy for building the house. In the first year, the state will not levy taxes on you. "
The more Yang Sheng and his partners listened, the more excited they were. Finally, they could not help but coax and cheered.
As for the words of the clerk: "however, these can only be dealt with after the battle." They were drowned out by the cheers of men, and almost no one heard them.
Cheers were heard one after another in the square of Dongshi.
Even if a lot of people didn't get an enemy capital at all.
But people were inspired by this kind of visible and tangible hope, and their morale rose like a tide.A yuan sat in the corner, holding his head, feeling his hands shaking. With the food distributed today in his arms, he could not eat a mouthful of the fragrant and soft steamed bread with white flour.
Bursts of acid water in his stomach made him nauseous.
He thinks he has strength. In the village, whether it's hunting or fighting, he is a good hand and will adapt to the battlefield soon.
Today, however, when he arrived at the battlefield of tens of millions of people, he found that those brave and ruthless people he thought were funny in real battlefield.
The enemies of different races don't look like ghosts in the village.
On the contrary, like themselves, if they cut it with one knife, they will turn out white muscles and spray red blood.
He saw a man with a dog in front of his eyes. He broke his stomach and lay on the ground, rolling and crying.
However, he had to follow his companion, rush forward and slash on the crying body with shaking hands. Until the blood soaked his shoes, until the struggling body, no longer move.
But if he doesn't lift his knife, it is likely that he will fall down and be his companion.
He couldn't distinguish the east from the west, the north from the south. In the chaos of people's hooves, and the sky full of swords and swords, he could only firmly remember the point repeatedly emphasized by the instructor in the training these days - closely following the centurion of his team.
The centurion looked at the centurion's flag, and he was only responsible for staring at the centurion's figure. Where the centurion cuts, they rush up to chop. Where the centurion rushes, he rushes.
The seemingly endless battle was finally over, and he couldn't help vomiting three times.
Not to mention the head of the enemy, a yuan didn't even know how he got here alive.
He pulled out a small amulet hanging around his neck from his collar. The day before he left, his wife a Juan specially hung it for him.
I really want to lose my arms and armor, go home, go home, find a Juan, hold her, bury her head in her soft chest, no matter what, no matter what.
A group of men cheered not far away from him. The man with a scar on his face cut the heads of ten enemies at one time.
A yuan remembers this man named Sheng. He killed the enemy in a crazy way, which is very impressive.
Yesterday, this man was the lowest slave, but today, with his ten or so heads, he not only broke away from slavery, but even surpassed himself and became a gentleman, with a hundred mu of land and a thirty square house.
A yuan bit his teeth and tugged at the amulet in his hand. "A Juan, you wait for me. Next time, next time I must cut off at least one head."
Six monkeys nervously put the head of the man that Sheng Ge gave him on the clerk's desk.
"Name?" The clerk asked as usual.
"I I don't have a surname. I don't know who my mother is Six monkey son feel embarrassed head, "that I also follow Sheng elder brother surname good, call, call Yang six monkey."
"Ha ha ha..." There was a roar of laughter around.
Rigorous clerk all laughed: "call Yang luhou."
He casually gave six monkeys a name. During this day, he did not know how many names he had given to these slaves.
Six monkeys receive their own "experience" with great gratitude, and look at their serious name happily.
"Thanks to brother Sheng, otherwise I don't know when I will have this name." Yang luhou, the sixth monkey, excitedly returned to elder brother Sheng. Dogleg said, "I don't think there's a person who can match elder brother Sheng in the whole show. In fact, it's good that he can keep his life like me, and his legs are not soft."
"There are people out there." Yang Sheng snorted and raised his chin. "Look over there."
They looked up, and a young man in black was walking slowly.
His eyes were cold and covered with blood. Even the pure black clothes couldn't cover up the smell of blood, just like the Rocha coming back from Shura's hell.
He was riding a horse, with one behind him. On the backs of the two horses, there are hill like heads. The hair on those ferocious heads was twisted, and the thick blood dripped down the legs of the horse.
The man went to a clerk's desk. After counting his head for a day, the clerk was surprised. He stood up and called his companions to help.
"Oh, my God, how many grades do you have to go up?" Yang Lu Hou opened his mouth and said softly.
"The zanniao within the third level is rewarded according to the person's head. If you want to be promoted to the fourth level or above, it's no use relying on the person's head alone." Yang Sheng said in a low voice.
Yang luhou doubted: "is that so? A title above level Four. I didn't even think about it. "
"You have to think that if you want to get to the fourth division, it depends on the team that the captain of the third division leads." Yang Sheng narrowed his eyes. He didn't want to admit defeat. "You all work hard with me. Although we are slaves, there is nothing worse than others. We also have the opportunity to be a marquis.""Look at the man in red. He led the team to guard the gate of the city. His achievement this time is enough to be a fourth level title."
Ah Feng covered with bandages, wearing his red robe, came step by step. Along the way, a number of worshippers came forward to help him. He raised his hand slightly and declined.
He went up to a clerk, put his hand on Mo Qiao Sheng's shoulder and took a breath.
"I'm so hurt. How can I come out? Why should I be so anxious?" Mo Qiao Sheng blames a sentence, but actually he understands a Feng's mood very much.
"I My name is Feng Feng opens to the clerk.
"His name is Feng, his surname is Cheng, Cheng Feng." A voice sounded.
A man came down the stairs of xuantai. His head was covered with gold and his face was like a jade crown. With a smile in his eyes, he stood on the steps and said, "give other countries their surnames. From now on, their surnames will be Cheng."
Feng opened her eyes and found that she was lying in her own familiar room and bed. The injuries to both hands, head and left shoulder were well bandaged. He sat up reluctantly, feeling a little weight on his leg. A small body, leaning against the edge of the bed, fell asleep on his lap. The little face, which was still white, now had a runny nose and tears, mixed with black soot. It was so miserable. Without knowing it, she opened her mouth and put it on the quilt, sleeping soundly. Feng looked at Xiaoqiu's round face like a cat for a while, and suddenly she was relieved. Fortunately, she didn't die, otherwise she didn't know what she was going to cry like. He gently pulled out his leg and stood up from the bed, feeling a dizziness caused by excessive blood loss. Holding on to the wall, he settled down and walked slowly towards the door. Is carrying a basin of water into the door of Biyun saw, quickly put down the basin to help him. "Where are you going? You are seriously injured. You can't walk around. My Lord told me to take care of you "Thank you. Don't bother." Ah Feng broke away from the help of Biyun and went out with a pale face. "Ah..." Biyun can't help calling him, so he has to sigh and go back to the room. Such a cold person, how can Qiu like to stay with him so much. Biyun twisted the towel and wiped the dirty face of her sister lying beside the bed. After fighting for more than a month, the child was busy in the position every day. His little body was really tired, so he could sleep so soundly. When the Lord comes back, he will soon beat back the enemy, and everything will be better at last. Biyun embraces her sister in her arms. The two sisters sit on the ground, head to head, next to the edge of the bed, and fall into a dream at ease. In the east city, a dozen slaves walked happily together. There is a ferocious scar on the head man's face, but the eye-catching is the bloody head he is holding in both hands. He threw the heads tied together with his hair in front of the clerk and said, "count the heads!" "Shengge is powerful." "Brother Sheng is powerful." "It's very good if you can have one. Only my brother Sheng has more than ten. Ha ha." Sheng uses his dagger to lift a head on the ground and throws it on the six monkeys who are injured but have nothing to gain. "Take it! You don't have any of our brothers. I'll give you a hand this time. Don't think there will be such a good thing next time. " Six monkeys caught the head covered with dirty blood, not a bit dirty, wiping tears: "thank you, brother Sheng, thank you." The clerk carefully counted the head, took out the pen and paper, asked: "name, native place, age?" Brother Sheng: "name Sheng, no surname, I don't know where I was born, I don't know my age." The clerk was very accustomed to this situation, looked up and explained seriously: "now that you are out of slavery, you must have a full name, so that you can write a formal household registration." "My mother's surname seems to be Yang, so I believe in Yang. Yang Sheng Sheng Ge gave himself a full name temporarily. The clerk first turned out a thick book and made a careful record. Then he took out a piece of poplar wood and wrote on it Yang Sheng's name, age, physical features and assigned place of origin. He handed it to him and told him in detail: "this is" Yan ", a symbol of your identity as a national of Jin State. You must be careful to put it away. If you lose it, you need to ask three neighbors to testify, plus Li Zheng, to go to the Yamen above the county level with the documents issued by the village head. It's very troublesome." Yang Sheng took a look and saw that the board was polished smooth, and it was covered with small words he didn't know. So I'm not a slave. He carefully rubbed the small board for a while. Around the brothers excited, one after another to pass back and forth. "Yang Shiwu's record of the chief of the Xiaodi in this battle is 15. The first rank of the nobility in the Jin Dynasty has a field and a house." The clerk took out a small wicker, wrote a line of words on it, and handed it to Yang Sheng. "your registered residence is located in Xiang County, ten miles to the southeast of the Bixiang Prefecture." the "Shih" township, with your "inspection" and the "biography" on your hand, will go to the county to find the county magistrate. He will check your inspection and transmission according to the documents we sent here, so that the governor can arrange a dumping ground for you and a thirty step square house, and you can also receive two thousand yuan as a subsidy for building the house. In the first year, the state will not levy taxes on you. " The more Yang Sheng and his partners listened, the more excited they were. Finally, they could not help but coax and cheered. As for the words of the clerk: "however, these can only be dealt with after the battle." They were drowned out by the cheers of men, and almost no one heard them. Cheers were heard one after another in the square of Dongshi. Even if a lot of people didn't get an enemy capital at all. But people were inspired by this kind of visible and tangible hope, and their morale rose like a tide.A yuan sat in the corner, holding his head, feeling his hands shaking. With the food distributed today in his arms, he could not eat a mouthful of the fragrant and soft steamed bread with white flour. Bursts of acid water in his stomach made him nauseous. He thinks he has strength. In the village, whether it's hunting or fighting, he is a good hand and will adapt to the battlefield soon. Today, however, when he arrived at the battlefield of tens of millions of people, he found that those brave and ruthless people he thought were funny in real battlefield. The enemies of different races don't look like ghosts in the village. On the contrary, like themselves, if they cut it with one knife, they will turn out white muscles and spray red blood. He saw a man with a dog in front of his eyes. He broke his stomach and lay on the ground, rolling and crying. However, he had to follow his companion, rush forward and slash on the crying body with shaking hands. Until the blood soaked his shoes, until the struggling body, no longer move. But if he doesn't lift his knife, it is likely that he will fall down and be his companion. He couldn't distinguish the east from the west, the north from the south. In the chaos of people's hooves, and the sky full of swords and swords, he could only firmly remember the point repeatedly emphasized by the instructor in the training these days - closely following the centurion of his team. The centurion looked at the centurion's flag, and he was only responsible for staring at the centurion's figure. Where the centurion cuts, they rush up to chop. Where the centurion rushes, he rushes. The seemingly endless battle was finally over, and he couldn't help vomiting three times. Not to mention the head of the enemy, a yuan didn't even know how he got here alive. He pulled out a small amulet hanging around his neck from his collar. The day before he left, his wife a Juan specially hung it for him. I really want to lose my arms and armor, go home, go home, find a Juan, hold her, bury her head in her soft chest, no matter what, no matter what. A group of men cheered not far away from him. The man with a scar on his face cut the heads of ten enemies at one time. A yuan remembers this man named Sheng. He killed the enemy in a crazy way, which is very impressive. Yesterday, this man was the lowest slave, but today, with his ten or so heads, he not only broke away from slavery, but even surpassed himself and became a gentleman, with a hundred mu of land and a thirty square house. A yuan bit his teeth and tugged at the amulet in his hand. "A Juan, you wait for me. Next time, next time I must cut off at least one head." Six monkeys nervously put the head of the man that Sheng Ge gave him on the clerk's desk. "Name?" The clerk asked as usual. "I I don't have a surname. I don't know who my mother is Six monkey son feel embarrassed head, "that I also follow Sheng elder brother surname good, call, call Yang six monkey." "Ha ha ha..." There was a roar of laughter around. Rigorous clerk all laughed: "call Yang luhou." He casually gave six monkeys a name. During this day, he did not know how many names he had given to these slaves. Six monkeys receive their own "experience" with great gratitude, and look at their serious name happily. "Thanks to brother Sheng, otherwise I don't know when I will have this name." Yang luhou, the sixth monkey, excitedly returned to elder brother Sheng. Dogleg said, "I don't think there's a person who can match elder brother Sheng in the whole show. In fact, it's good that he can keep his life like me, and his legs are not soft." "There are people out there." Yang Sheng snorted and raised his chin. "Look over there." They looked up, and a young man in black was walking slowly. His eyes were cold and covered with blood. Even the pure black clothes couldn't cover up the smell of blood, just like the Rocha coming back from Shura's hell. He was riding a horse, with one behind him. On the backs of the two horses, there are hill like heads. The hair on those ferocious heads was twisted, and the thick blood dripped down the legs of the horse. The man went to a clerk's desk. After counting his head for a day, the clerk was surprised. He stood up and called his companions to help. "Oh, my God, how many grades do you have to go up?" Yang Lu Hou opened his mouth and said softly. "The zanniao within the third level is rewarded according to the person's head. If you want to be promoted to the fourth level or above, it's no use relying on the person's head alone." Yang Sheng said in a low voice. Yang luhou doubted: "is that so? A title above level Four. I didn't even think about it. " "You have to think that if you want to get to the fourth division, it depends on the team that the captain of the third division leads." Yang Sheng narrowed his eyes. He didn't want to admit defeat. "You all work hard with me. Although we are slaves, there is nothing worse than others. We also have the opportunity to be a marquis.""Look at the man in red. He led the team to guard the gate of the city. His achievement this time is enough to be a fourth level title." Ah Feng covered with bandages, wearing his red robe, came step by step. Along the way, a number of worshippers came forward to help him. He raised his hand slightly and declined. He went up to a clerk, put his hand on Mo Qiao Sheng's shoulder and took a breath. "I'm so hurt. How can I come out? Why should I be so anxious?" Mo Qiao Sheng blames a sentence, but actually he understands a Feng's mood very much. "I My name is Feng Feng opens to the clerk. "His name is Feng, his surname is Cheng, Cheng Feng." A voice sounded. A man came down the stairs of xuantai. His head was covered with gold and his face was like a jade crown. With a smile in his eyes, he stood on the steps and said, "give other countries their surnames. From now on, their surnames will be Cheng."
