Chapter 1690 Dried Flowers
When the two armies confront each other, there are two popular styles of play in the current dynasty. One is that the two armies send out generals, and the generals will face each other, handsome against handsome heads-up.
Generally, it is ten against ten, and whichever army loses more in the end will be the loser.
One is to kill directly regardless of 21.
The former type is regarded as more elegant fighting, while the latter type is more brutal, with many casualties.
Mo Aotian and Nongwang chose the first one-on-one fight, mainly to preserve their strength. After all, it is not a wise choice to lose both in troubled times.
As long as both sides suffer, there will be a yellow bird behind.
Tian Lingyi received the battle report and knew that his side had won two games and escaped one game, so it was two to one, so he couldn't help but raise his lips.
Tian Lingyi stood up, the golden armor shining in the sun.
"Wang, why are you here?" Jiang Shuai hurriedly dressed.
Tian Lingyi had already seen the injuries on his body and couldn't help frowning.
"It hurts too much, you forgot what I said?"
Jiang Shuai naturally remembered that Queen Nong said that the most important thing is not to win or lose, but to live.
Jiang Shuai opened his mouth and said with a silly smile, "I'm still alive."
Tian Lingyi shook his head: "The injury is too serious, you should take care of it."
"Tomorrow!"
"Oh, tomorrow? Do you still want to play?"
Tian Lingyi's face turned cold: "You are not going to fight, but to die."
Jiang Shuai was silent.
Mainly in the later battle, that lunatic didn't care about anything in order to avenge his son, and beat him desperately, that's why he was injured like this.
Tian Lingyi said indifferently: "You have aroused anger by killing the two opponents. The people watching the battle on the city wall today have almost figured out your attack methods and will make a series of arrangements for you. Your opponent will beat you."
Jiang Shuai shrugged his shoulders and hissed in pain.
Tian Ling looked at his arm and said helplessly, "Let's recuperate."
"But..." Besides me, who else?
They are all ordinary people here, and there are too few masters.
He's already the best.
It seems to have won two games so far, but it may not be possible to win later.
"This is what I should worry about. Are you going to do it for me?"
"Don't dare." Jiang Shuai lowered his head.
Tian Lingyi withdrew his sharp eyes, and said calmly: "Heal your wounds well, maybe you will have to fight in the last battle."
"Yes, I will understand later."
Walking out of the military tent, Tian Lingyi stood in the sun, but felt a little chilly.
There are indeed too few masters under his hands.
It seems that a letter needs to be sent to Xuanji Pavilion.
Before Tian Lingyi could write a letter, a person came from the barracks.
This person wears a bronze ghost mask.
Tian Lingyi looked at the person in surprise. This person was someone who had met once in Yangzhou.
"How did you find this place?" Tian Lingyi asked someone to enter the tent.
"You look good here?"
Hua Li took off his mask, revealing that gentle face.
Tian Lingyi couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this person looks too harmless, if he is not wearing a ghost mask, he really has no deterrent effect at all.
"What would you like to drink?" Tian Lingyi took out the tea set.
"scented tea."
"Scented tea?" Tian Lingyi was surprised.
Hua Li took out a bag of dried flowers and handed it over: "I brought it myself."
Tian Lingyi always felt a sense of weirdness. For some reason, when he handed it over, his smile...was a little rippling.
Is it your own delusion?
Tian Lingyi took it silently and started making scented tea.
When the dried flowers were soaked in the cup, Tian Lingyi saw the original appearance of the flowers.
The flowers should be beautiful before they dry out.
"Want to see how they look before drying?" Hua Li asked suddenly.
Tian Ling nodded subconsciously.
A bouquet of flowers suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.
Tian Lingyi widened his eyes and looked at him in surprise: "How did you make it?"
(End of this chapter)
When the two armies confront each other, there are two popular styles of play in the current dynasty. One is that the two armies send out generals, and the generals will face each other, handsome against handsome heads-up.
Generally, it is ten against ten, and whichever army loses more in the end will be the loser.
One is to kill directly regardless of 21.
The former type is regarded as more elegant fighting, while the latter type is more brutal, with many casualties.
Mo Aotian and Nongwang chose the first one-on-one fight, mainly to preserve their strength. After all, it is not a wise choice to lose both in troubled times.
As long as both sides suffer, there will be a yellow bird behind.
Tian Lingyi received the battle report and knew that his side had won two games and escaped one game, so it was two to one, so he couldn't help but raise his lips.
Tian Lingyi stood up, the golden armor shining in the sun.
"Wang, why are you here?" Jiang Shuai hurriedly dressed.
Tian Lingyi had already seen the injuries on his body and couldn't help frowning.
"It hurts too much, you forgot what I said?"
Jiang Shuai naturally remembered that Queen Nong said that the most important thing is not to win or lose, but to live.
Jiang Shuai opened his mouth and said with a silly smile, "I'm still alive."
Tian Lingyi shook his head: "The injury is too serious, you should take care of it."
"Tomorrow!"
"Oh, tomorrow? Do you still want to play?"
Tian Lingyi's face turned cold: "You are not going to fight, but to die."
Jiang Shuai was silent.
Mainly in the later battle, that lunatic didn't care about anything in order to avenge his son, and beat him desperately, that's why he was injured like this.
Tian Lingyi said indifferently: "You have aroused anger by killing the two opponents. The people watching the battle on the city wall today have almost figured out your attack methods and will make a series of arrangements for you. Your opponent will beat you."
Jiang Shuai shrugged his shoulders and hissed in pain.
Tian Ling looked at his arm and said helplessly, "Let's recuperate."
"But..." Besides me, who else?
They are all ordinary people here, and there are too few masters.
He's already the best.
It seems to have won two games so far, but it may not be possible to win later.
"This is what I should worry about. Are you going to do it for me?"
"Don't dare." Jiang Shuai lowered his head.
Tian Lingyi withdrew his sharp eyes, and said calmly: "Heal your wounds well, maybe you will have to fight in the last battle."
"Yes, I will understand later."
Walking out of the military tent, Tian Lingyi stood in the sun, but felt a little chilly.
There are indeed too few masters under his hands.
It seems that a letter needs to be sent to Xuanji Pavilion.
Before Tian Lingyi could write a letter, a person came from the barracks.
This person wears a bronze ghost mask.
Tian Lingyi looked at the person in surprise. This person was someone who had met once in Yangzhou.
"How did you find this place?" Tian Lingyi asked someone to enter the tent.
"You look good here?"
Hua Li took off his mask, revealing that gentle face.
Tian Lingyi couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this person looks too harmless, if he is not wearing a ghost mask, he really has no deterrent effect at all.
"What would you like to drink?" Tian Lingyi took out the tea set.
"scented tea."
"Scented tea?" Tian Lingyi was surprised.
Hua Li took out a bag of dried flowers and handed it over: "I brought it myself."
Tian Lingyi always felt a sense of weirdness. For some reason, when he handed it over, his smile...was a little rippling.
Is it your own delusion?
Tian Lingyi took it silently and started making scented tea.
When the dried flowers were soaked in the cup, Tian Lingyi saw the original appearance of the flowers.
The flowers should be beautiful before they dry out.
"Want to see how they look before drying?" Hua Li asked suddenly.
Tian Ling nodded subconsciously.
A bouquet of flowers suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.
Tian Lingyi widened his eyes and looked at him in surprise: "How did you make it?"
(End of this chapter)
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