Dar Khan had thought that Zhou Qingfeng did not like to be painted, and even thought that the painter would secretly look at it for a few eyes and quietly write down the boy's appearance to return to the painting.How to know that Master Zhou learned that someone wanted to paint him a picture, the enthusiasm was like a violent eruption of a volcano that had been suppressed for tens of thousands of years.

Zhou Qingfeng even asked the painter to stay and paint well, he said to the painter: "The so-called 'geese over the sound, people over the name', the hero of the big husband is only a hundred years."If you want to let future generations remember that only dry written records are not enough, I must leave my portrait.This portrait can't be a fool's dull painting, it must reflect the great connotation of my martial arts."

What is this boy saying?

Dar Khan and others did not understand at all, but they were cold and stupid.

"Let future generations know - I, Zhou Qingfeng, although young but ambitious, for the survival of China, the rise and fall of the nation and do their best."In this white mountain black water, in this foreign barbarous land, I marched forward, did not forget my original intention, and never gave up after suffering.This virtue can carry the history of youth, can be revealed to the sun and the moon.”Speaking of it, Zhou Qingfeng himself was moved to cry.

Abahe can only roll his eyes, she knows that Zhou Qingfeng is good, that is, from time to time, a mouth likes to say nonsense that others do not understand.And he himself enjoyed it, and was unsatisfied.

“What is this friend’s name?”He patted the artist on the shoulder and asked.

The painter is also in his twenties, wearing a scarf, wearing a tie, and dressing up in a book.He was photographed by Zhou Qingfeng, and a face would cry out, "The name of the scorn is Cai, the name Zhiwei, and the Shenyang people."In fact, the painting technique is generally, only afraid that it is difficult to achieve the intention of the son.Let's go down, I still have my mother in my house to support..."

The painter really cried out when he spoke, but he coveted the painting money of the 12 silver coins, and was invited to Hetuala.Even in Hetuala, the female chief connoy sent him to the more remote Ikhkurun.This road is hard enough to be done to Ikhkurun, but the result is to give an unattractive portrait of a stinking boy.

What bullshit riding a sheep waving like, what kind of brain of this boy came up with such a posture - when did the ancestors of the Han family draw such a painting since they could draw?Isn't that obvious?

The painter cried with tears, and Zhou Qingfeng comforted him instead: "Don't cry, don't cry, give me a portrait that will not lose you."As long as you paint well, people will remember your name for hundreds of years.When others mention you, you will praise the words, “Wow, that is, the royal painter of the great Zhou Qingfeng portrait.”Trust me, you've earned a lot."

It is useless to persuade, this Cai painter is depressed.He could only send someone to take him back to the city for a good rest.It was Dahl Khan who found himself not very good at dealing with - the Khan pointed out that he wanted to see the portrait of Zhou Qingfeng, and Zhou Qingfeng also agreed, but the painter was detained and could not follow him back.

Abhaha felt that things were handled perfectly and would go back to the city to rest.She can be a great relief when she waits for her maid and daily clothes and other daily necessities.Just waiting for her to turn back, she suddenly appeared at the construction site.The princess of Jianzhou was angry in her heart and went straight up to drink and asked, “Qiu Ying, why do you want to stay here for me?”

That’s the case, a moment of calmness.She wanted to talk to Yu Ying's theory, but Zhu Ying did not ignore her at all.The latter took a spear in his hand, strode past Zhou Qingfeng, and shouted casually: "Come, I will teach you something."The next day, the war, lest you die too soon."

The woodcutter site is very large, and Zhu Ying went to the corner and stood in the middle of the level of half the size of a basketball court.He stood up, standing upright, and the fire of the construction site was shaking around him, and he looked unfazed.

Zhou Qingfeng rode a puppet goat and asked, “Qiao Ying-Bele, what are you going to teach me?”

“I’ve got to have a helper, but none of Uzza’s men listen to me very much.”I'll have to catch your boy."With a trembling spear in his hand, Chu Ying said with a deep voice: "Your way of riding sheep is quite novel, but it is of no use in the battle."Come on, even if you attack me.If you can flash the tip of my spear, even if you win."

The spear pointed directly to Zhou Qingfeng, facing the famous and Hei Ying, so that he also gave birth to a little victory.The trick of "goat jumping" is to avoid the enemy's front, and it is not difficult to avoid the target.He immediately glimmered his light sword and drove the puppet goat to the thorny.

"Be careful, I'm here."Zhou Qingfeng shouted, first shaking to the left, followed by the sabre burst a glaring white light to force Chu Ying to close his eyes.But he did not wait for him to jump, but the tip of the spear was stabbed out of the light, and he easily sucked him from the puppet goat.

I didn't know what was going on, and Zhou Qingfeng threw a mouth on the ground.He did not feel how much effort he used to make, but it seemed as if he had thrown himself out.When he got up and looked up, Chu Ying seemed to be moving at all, and the spear pointed steadily at him, and laughed coldly: "Come back, think about how he fell."

If it is a real battle, Zhou Qingfeng will hang up this time.He did not complain, but quickly rode on his own puppet goat, pondering carefully about the shot just now.But without waiting for any conclusion from him, the voice of Abhahe came from behind, "Boy, the white light of your eyes is most effective for people of your class, and Chu Ying can easily see through your tricks."

Oh . . . ?

Zhou Qingfeng turned his head to Abahai, and the concatenation of the founding concatenation stood outside the field, and used her anger to expose the tricks of Yuying.He was small and cold to express his displeasure.

“So what should I do?”Zhou Qingfeng asked.

Abagha continued: "Let Chuying only use the same strength as you, otherwise how to play is to lose, you are too far away from him."She said to Yu Ying, “Is it funny to bully children?”When you were like the boy, you couldn't beat him."

Zhu Ying could only hum like to say coldly again: "This boy's body is strange, and he will be small for a while."But I will not bully him, nor will I defeat him without the power of his own spirit.”After saying that he shook his spear again, he said to Zhou Qingfeng, "Come, you still have to lose."

Zhou Qingfeng set the gods, and the wielding the spear naturally rushed to the throttle again.This time it was worse than the previous one, and Chu Ying was just a simple first half of the first step to pull up close, and then speared it.Just a step forward, but the speed is like a thunderstorm - the moment when the tip of the spear to the chest, Zhou Qingfeng almost thought that he was going to be stabbed into a baking string.

Zhou Qingfeng's frightened and stupid appearance made Abahie unable to see it, and she ordered Dar Khan: "Go help the boy and let him know how to deal with Chu Ying."

For being able to play against the yup, Dar Khan is excited.He found a wooden stick and ran over at will, and said to Zhou Qingfeng: "Lord Beizi, deal with the long spear, either with heavy arrows in a dozen steps, or use the same long weapons to fight."Riding is the stupidest thing to do.”

Zhou Qingfeng was very strange, "Wasn't the cavalry born to restrain the infantry?"

Dar Khan continued to shake his head, "We are really good at stepping up the state, and the horse riding is only used to chase."It is Yeh who is really good at cavalry, and they like to chase and kill, after forcing the enemy side.But even Yeh did never ride straight to the enemy's gun, and that was to die."

Hearing this, Zhou Qingfeng was half-doubtful.He came down from the back of the puppet goat, and he also found a wooden stick to hold it in both hands, learning to look at the hull of the thugs—he had commanded others to use a gun before, but in fact he used it with his own hands for the first time today.

Zhou Qingfeng and Dar Khan pulled away and hit the chicks from both sides.Abhahae shouted again, “Boy Zhou, you are not moving right.The gunman does not kill your hands, but your legs and waist.Pull your legs away like a bow, the simplest trick, a forward thorn."

When Abahai finished, Dar Khan gave Zhou Qingfeng a demonstration.The female bodyguard's legs pulled apart and suddenly pedaled, the spear pointed a red light, a little out of four or five meters, stabbing to the thump.

He did not hide, he did not use much effort, just the spear with the spear of Dhar Khan gently, and then waited for Dar Khan to hit it himself - Chu Ying's spear from the ribs of Dharhan, more thrilling than just stabbed Zhou Qingfeng.

Zhou Qingfeng looked at the forehead of Khan Jinjin, he knew what is called a master, what is called "life and death only for a moment."The things he used to play were all in the stream, not to mention dealing with the tycoon, even Dar Khan could easily abuse him.

Dar Khan looked at the tip of his ribs and smiled bitterly and said, "Qiao Ying-Bel, you used this trick to stab the dozens of generals in our Ula department, and killed us Ura's clan."This thorn, though simple, is fast and hard.”

“The Ura Ministry?”He said proudly, “Years ago, you were there that battle?”

“In, naturally, it’s there.But I was not with the people in my Ural department, but in the big army of the state-building department.I saw with my own eyes that my brothers had died under your spears of Behler.I've been practicing hard all these years, and I can't even win a single stroke."

Dar Khan said tears, even Abahe is sad.They all came from the Ural Ministry, but the Ural Ministry has long been annexed by the Eoclasts of the State.Zhu Ying only hummed coldly, took back the spear and said: "It's all past things, why do you think so much?"If you want revenge, you have a chance.Come back again!"

“I come.”Zhou Qingfeng shouted, as if Dar Khan were spear-spiked.Just the throes deal with him as if it were dealing with a three-year-old child, really playing with him, like playing.He also knew that the gap between himself and Chu Ying was very large, whether it was falling, being pumped, beaten, and confused, he was not arrogant, and repeatedly launched a spurt.

Abahe slowed down, and then shouted to Zhou Qingfeng: "Hands gripping the spears to be stable, your hands are not stable enough."The legs and legs should be hard together.Hands and eyes must be united, and where to stab them.The most important trick of the spear is the spike, which is the simplest and most useful, and can be invincible if it is practiced.”

Abbahai has no real combat experience, but her vision is absolutely superb.The vide she has seen will be able to praise the whole woman, which has been honed in the war for more than 30 years.But no one expected that, as the most noble woman in the whole woman, she should have been the guardian of the real woman in the state department, but she taught the female real mortal enemy.