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The roar like thunder passed hard, and threw it to He Qihuan like a thunderbolt.

"Where did the bastard come from? I ate the leopard's courage? I'll pull out my husband's things?"

"It's so damn that I don't want to live anymore. How dare I pull out my uncle's herbs?"

He Qihuan and Ying Tian turned around and saw an old man in front of the lobby glaring at this place, beating his chest and stamping his feet, furious. When Ying Tian saw the man, his face suddenly changed - this is Marshal Dejing! Marshal Dejing got angry!!

Marshal Dejing was about seventy-five or six years old, his hair was slightly gray, his face was very wrinkled, he was not very tall, and he was wearing an ordinary gray robe, but his eyes were very sharp. Especially now, his eyes were full of anger and fierce light.

There is also an old man next to him, a tall and powerful man with a tiger back and a bear waist, and a pair of eyes, bright and energetic, just like a leopard in the wilderness, giving people a very tough feeling. He has a straight waist, and although he is wearing a casual outfit, he can no longer hide the murderous aura on his body. At a glance, he knows that he is a standard soldier. From his face, he can see that Zhao Na's shadow is obviously Zhao Na's father.

Zhao Na's father also looked at He Qihuan with surprise at this moment. This kid was really brave and dared to run to the courtyard of Marshal Dejing, the largest general of the empire, to pull herbs. He was very brave! Although Marshal Dejing has a good temper in recent years, who doesn't know that he loves these flowers and plants as much as his life!

Next to these two old men were surrounded by several beauties, which were Zhao Na, Princess Chang'an and Princess Changsheng who had entered. Zhao Na's appearance was now lost, her big eyes staring at the herbs in He Qihuan's hand, and her rosy little mouth was wide open; Princess Chang'an's face looked strange, but Princess Changsheng still had a light smile on her face - because she saw Ying Tian also pulling the weeds.

Marshal Dejing rushed to He Qihuan with agility beyond his age, like an angry leopard, and pointed at He Qihuan's nose with trembling fingers, cursing with his mouth full of saliva. He Qihuan's face was covered with saliva.

"Little bastard, you... dare you to pull my baby?" "Little bastard, I'm tired of living!!"

He Qihuan smiled bitterly. He thought just now that there were so many herbs here, why didn’t others come to pick them? He thought it was because it was in a royal garden and others dared not come. It turned out that there was a masterpiece! He Qihuan deserved to scold others for picking things randomly. He Qihuan had to lower his head honestly and prepare to face the more violent "storm and storm".

Ying Tian was startled when Marshal Dejing started to get angry. Who knew that the old general had a bad temper and subconsciously wanted to take a few steps to separate himself from He Qihuan. But then he thought again, wasn’t this the best time to get closer to He Qihuan? Besides, when others had difficulties, they would run away, but they would make their subordinates feel disappointed, so he also stood beside him without moving "in the face of danger".

"Say! Who asked you to come?" This place is not something that even dogs and cats can come in. Marshal Dejing grabbed He Qihuan's clothes and shook He Qihuan like a doll, and said viciously.

Before He Qihuan could answer, Marshal Dejing glanced at Ying Tian, ​​who was standing respectfully beside him. Seeing the two of them standing together, Marshal Dejing took it for granted that Ying Tian was the mastermind behind the scenes and was the culprit who instructed He Qihuan to pull the weeds. So he threw He Qihuan and grabbed Ying Tian's front and cursed: "Boy!" (Wing Tian is a prince, so naturally he can't call him a bastard, otherwise, what will the emperor become? From this point of view, Marshal Dejing is really not confused!)

"Boy! How dare you ask someone to pull my grass! What's your intention?" Marshal Dejing's eyes widened bigger than eggs.

"This?" Ying Tian did not expect that standing still, there would be no accidental disasters that would fall from the sky.

"This?" He Qihuan, who lowered his head, was also stupid. He was ready to be criticized and scolded. Why did this old general move to the front line? Seeing that the war was on Ying Tian for no reason, He Qihuan naturally wanted to explain to him: "This old man...

Marshal Dejing looked back and glared at He Qihuan: "What?"

When He Qihuan saw the old man's gray beard, he thought it was inappropriate to call the old man, so he quickly changed his words: "This uncle...this general...this general, this matter is purely my personal behavior and has nothing to do with others. This young man is just passing by and chatting with me."

"Cha?" Marshal Dejing naturally didn't believe it.

"We are just chatting, the old general, here..." Ying Tian felt wronged: I thought this herb was picked by you, who always asked this young man to pick it! How could he know that it was his own choice!!

"Shut up! Still want to lie?" Marshal Dejing spitted over, and Ying Tian didn't dare to avoid it, and hit the forehead!

He Qihuan was anxious when he saw that he was anxious. How could he let others take the blame for him? He quickly shouted: "General, I sneaked in by myself..."

"Uncle De, I brought him in..." Zhao Na suddenly said quietly. She bit her red lips and looked at the general.

Marshal Dejing suddenly turned around and stared at Zhao Na in disbelief. Zhao Na's father raised his sword eyebrows and stared at his bold daughter in surprise. Did Nana bring this rash ghost in?

"The grass is also me..." Zhao Na continued to think that the grass was also called He Qihuancai, so that she could share the responsibility for He Qihuan, so as to prevent the marshal from tearing He Qihuan to pieces in anger. She has always been favored by Marshal Dejing, and at most she was scolded by the Marshal.

But He Qihuan understood what Zhao Na meant to relieve herself of responsibility. Ying Tian had already taken the blame for him just now, so how could Zhao Na take the blame for him again?

So He Qihuan quickly interrupted Zhao Na, and said loudly and confidently: "I picked the grass myself and had nothing to do with others. It was purely my personal behavior. Because I am a medical student, I couldn't help but feel itchy when I saw so many herbs..."

"A medical student?" Marshal Dejing suddenly calmed down and looked at He Qihuan with interest. At this time, he saw clearly He Qihuan's clothes - a blue shirt. Isn't this the clothes of the disciple of the Medicine King? Marshal Dejing's eyes lit up and saw the large medicine box next to He Qihuan - Haha, this isn't the medicine box of the Medicine King. A few days ago, Marshal Dejing ran to serve as a follower for the Medicine King, but he saw it.

"Hahahaha--" Marshal Dejing suddenly raised his head and laughed, his laughter was very pleasant.

But everyone next to him was shocked - this... this... Marshal Dejing was so angry that he was mentally ill?

He Qihuan was confused. What happened to this old general?

Marshal Dejing was so happy that he patted He Qihuan's shoulder. "Pai————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

"Pa—Pa—Pa—Pa—" One palm is as heavy as a palm—

Seeing Marshal Dejing slapping He Qihuan on the shoulder with force, everyone felt that Marshal Dejing was normal. It turned out that Marshal was so angry that he laughed! Look, the Marshal was punishing the boy who pulled herbs randomly. Marshal Dejing had seen the palm power of Marshal Dejing. A slap could smash the strong sandalwood table to pieces. Marshal Dejing must have smashed the bones on the shoulders so that he could no longer pick herbs in the future. The wild flowers on the roadside could not be picked randomly!

Ying Tian couldn't help but persuade: "General, show mercy!"

Zhao Na was about to fly out and block the huge palm that Marshal Dejing waved, but his father held it down. Zhao Na's father didn't want to let his daughter touch his bad head on Marshal Dejing's head--

He Qihuan still smiled and took on Marshal Dejing's giant palm calmly, but said in his heart: It turns out that Zhao Na likes to pat her shoulders so much, and she learned from you.

After slapped the three palms, seeing He Qihuan as if nothing had happened, Marshal Dejing was happy and his love for talent became great - Master Yaowang is a disciple.

Seeing that He Qihuan's shoulder was being patted, but he was as stable as Mount Tai, safe and sound, and the rest of them also had strange looks, Zhao Na quietly let go of her heart and said to herself: This little brat is quite thick-skinned.

"Hahaha--" Marshal Dejing raised his head and laughed loudly again, and his laughter was even more pleasant. Everyone was even more stupid. I wonder what the old man was laughing at? It was him who was angry just now, but now he was also him. Marshal Dejing's next words made everyone's eyes stumble.

"So it's junior brother!" Marshal Dejing stroked his beard and looked at He Qihuan happily as if his mother-in-law was watching his son-in-law. "You are here to collect herbs, it's okay to pick them all!"

"Junior brother?" He Qihuan staggered, Ying Tian next to him staggered, and quickly pinched his thigh. Was he overworked yesterday and had an auditory hallucination?

"Yes! We are all disciples of the Medicine King, haha, I am the follower of the Medicine King, the chief disciple. You are a newcomer, you must not know me, call me senior brother, you don't have to kneel down, I am your senior brother!!" Marshal Dejing explained with a smile, and waved his hand to He Qihuan generously.

He Qihuan's eyes widened and blinked, and he actually became a brother of the largest general of the empire?

"Call me senior brother!" Marshal Dejing looked at He Qihuan with anticipation.

He Qihuan touched his nose or not and couldn't make up his mind for a moment.

"No, you can't shout!"

Before He Qihuan made a decision, a sharp female voice was already screaming.

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