An incense burner was lit in the palace, and wisps of faint blue smoke spread above it.

In the hot summer, the palace is still filled with coolness, and even a bit chill.

"Dingdeng."

A sound of footsteps came, and a soldier wearing brass light armor bent over and walked in, saying a few words respectfully in the old eunuch's ear.

The old eunuch nodded and signaled that he could leave, and the soldiers retreated tremblingly, as if there was a man-eating beast here.

"What's wrong?" A lazy male voice rang behind the curtain: "I am here to escape the summer heat and don't want to talk about political affairs."

"Your Majesty, it is said that he is a boxing champion from Russia. He was beaten to death by Li Shuwen in the street. Many Western nobles are making trouble and want to ask for an explanation." The eunuch lowered his head respectfully.

"I understand, go ahead. There is no need to report such a small matter in the future." The male voice responded lightly.

After the eunuch retired.

The man on the cushion sighed and turned to look at the figure beside him. This should have been my world, but now...

There was a blurry figure beside the man. The man stood quietly behind the man, as if he was guarding him, and his body exuded a faint cold air.

Is this the so-called central air conditioner?

But the man knew that this man was here to monitor him. These people held powers that he could not understand, but proposed cooperation to him. Although he was not clear about the other party's real purpose, was cooperation really beneficial to him?

However, even if it is just false, it still has some meaning.

"Have you heard what happened just now?" The man's tone was plain. Even if he didn't know the other party's purpose, he could not resist the other party's strength, but his arrogance still remained unabashed.

"Your Majesty means, do you need us to help you calm the commotion of foreigners?" The figure made a hoarse voice.

The man nodded and didn't say much. Of course, he had to use what he could use. Even if it was a double-edged sword, so what? Besides, I really think that no one in our great country can be used?

The figure bowed silently, retreated, and disappeared into the shadow.

"Ah... the world is finally quiet." The man sighed.

...

"Xiaomi, pinch it here, um~ comfortable, come here, it's so sour. Yes~ Yes, yes, it's here~ Um, um~"

Xuan Hao was lying comfortably on the bed in his room. The master was holding the blade he gave him and didn't know where to go. Now he is doing whatever he wants at home?

After completing the daily training, he lay on the bed. While watching the "Scientific Induction of Sows and Postpartum Care" given to him by his master last time, he was a baby who made a fortune and enjoyed the massage. It was so comfortable.

Xia Mi, who was wearing a skirt behind him, listened to Xuan Hao's moans, put his hands on his shoulders with a blushing face and gently pressed them (lie down and pressed them, cough cough): "Okay, you actually started teasing me! You were not like this before!"

"Oh? Why are you teasing you? You really feel comfortable pressing them~" All of them were learned from you. Xuan Hao smiled thornyly, reached out to put his hand on the back of Xia Mi's hand, turned his head and sniffed it with his nose, "Well, it smells so good."

"Young Master, I'll be angry if you do this." Xia Mi blushed and pulled away the hand that was being held, and pinched Xuan Hao's shoulder with the other hand and pouted her mouth. She didn't dare to use too much force, for fear of strangling him to death, so she couldn't pinch this guy with a thicker basin than the city wall. This guy was quite serious when he first came. Why did he have such a bad personality after getting familiar with him? He always teased himself and became more and more serious, hum.

Feeling the tickling on his shoulders that were not as strong as strength, Xuan Hao threw down the book, narrowed his eyes and enjoyed his face.

As long as I pretend I don't know, I can do whatever I want.

"Yeah, ahem."

A light cough sounded, and Xuan Hao felt the massage on his shoulder disappear and opened his eyes strangely.

"You guys are enjoying it?" Li Shuwen's voice was a little gloomy.

"Uh... Master, why don't you press your shoulders for you?" Xuan Hao said humbly.

"Don't get out and practice guns!"

The roar scared Xuan Hao so much that he quickly jumped from the bed and ran into the yard with a gun.

"Hahahaha, I deserve it!" Xia Mi chuckled.

"Huh?" Li Shuwen glared at Xiaoxiao, "Who made you spoil him so much?"

"Look." Xia Mi tilted her head and stuck out her tongue.

"Boy uses this gun." Li Shuwen threw out the spear in his hand. This was what he brought back just now.

"Hmm?" Xuan Hao was stunned for a moment when he caught the spear.

Something was wrong with this gun.

The gun is very heavy, and there is nothing special about the handle. It is pitch black and simple all over, but the tip of the gun is extremely sharp and emits a faint golden light, giving him a very familiar feeling.

"This is made of reforged with other alchemy metals you added to me. If not unexpected, it is powerful enough to kill the first generation seeds." Li Shuwen said lightly.

"Oh, good thing." Xuan Hao licked his lips, but I was not very interested in slaying dragons, Master.

In the courtyard, the breeze blew, bringing a hint of coolness. The leaves on the old trees were blown off and slowly drifted down in three or two pieces.

Xuan Hao, who was standing in place, shook his wrists lightly, and a cold light flashed, and a nearly two-meter-long spear swept over, bringing up an invisible wind blade.

"Wow"

Like a dragon, the scattered fallen leaves were cut off in one after another, and they all fell into two halves.

"Good gun!"

As soon as the spear head turned, Xuan Hao danced on the spot, blocked, grabbed, pricked, pricked, turned, and chopped. The spear seemed particularly easy to use, and his movements were much more neat than usual. For a moment, the cold light in the courtyard was rising, and the wind roared like a sharp blade.

The sharpness was revealed. This was Li Shuwen's evaluation of Xuan Hao's spear. Although it was not long, it was still full of loopholes in his eyes. He could even take it with his bare hands, but this sharp aura was indeed eye-catching, but he was still too young.

Seeing the spear flipped in Xuan Hao's hand, I could not see any real fighting spirit. I was more like a child, holding his beloved toy and showing off to adults. It was just a momentum, but it was useless and needed some hard work.

"Smack it."

But what should be encouraged should be encouraged.

"No, it's a little better than before." Li Shuwen applauded faintly, "I have taught you what you should teach. Everyone has their own style of shooting skills. You have to explore the way you want to take. Martial arts are like being a human being. What kind of teacher cannot impose on you, but remember, the real battlefield is not a scheming, I think you should have seen it. If your gun is really a hit, you will suffer a loss."
Chapter completed!