Chapter 227: Sick Warlord

Meng Wanqi saw that he was foolish and dumbfounded, for fear that he seriously twisted his arm to himself. Busy smiles: "Xinxinxin."
Tian Dafo laughed loudly, shaking the air. But he finally put Meng Haoqi back, but did not look at her to save her bully.
Meng Wanqi thought that this Tian Buddha was very strange. He heard that he was a butcher before joining the army, which did not match the word ‘Buddha’ in his name. But he is a man of boldness, and Meng Eqi has no objection to him.
Meng Yuqi decided to take Tian Dafo as a benchmark model, learn from his big bowl of drinking water and eating with a big mouth, and learn from Tian Tian Buddha's booger. However, when Meng Wanqi watched the Big Buddha tear away a layer of dead skin from the sole of her foot, she finally lost all hope and gave up the act of emulating the Big Buddha again.
At night, the snoring of Tian Dafo could be a trembling. Meng Eqi looked at the top of the tent with his eyes wide open, and wanted helpless tears.
Can I slip to the camp of Sheng Jiayan to sleep, bang bang.
The second Meng Yingqi practiced with the soldiers with serious dark circles, and saw Sheng Jiayan passing by from afar, and Meng Yingqi looked at it without blinking. While looking at concentration, a big face of Tian Dafo suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Why are you always watching me." He.
"?" Injustice! She is looking at Sheng Jiayan!
Probably Meng Eqi's eyes were too fanatical, Tian Dafo's face was a little surprised, and then nervous: "Meng Qi brothers."
Meng Qi is a pseudonym that Meng Qiqi took for himself.
"I know that my muscular physique may be very attractive." For the first time, Tian Dafu took it seriously, as if he was still thinking about the appropriate word: "But we are good brothers, and my mother-in-law is waiting for me to go back." , Although you look pretty, but I like women!"
As soon as he said this, Meng Hao was shocked with him. A trace of blush floated on Tian Dafo's rough face! This effect is not astonishing, it is more shocking than his grunt.
Meng luxe looked at a greasy fat on his belly, and turned his eyes hard to his face: "Big Buddha, you misunderstood. I was just watching Lord Governor."
Tian Dafo seemed relieved: "Overseer, that's what you want, you can see it. I know Huotoujun and I will arrange for you to send him meals."
Meng Haoqi's eyes lit up immediately: "Really!?"
Tian Dafo glanced at her: "What do you deceive you, your thin arms and thin legs, you can't take a knife and stick, and it's convenient for you to go to Huotoujun."
What he actually thought in his heart was that, looking at Meng Eqi's eyes, it was as good as Longyang. It's not bad to throw her over to Lord Warlord. If you are so good in the province, you have to worry about Meng Haoqi falling in love with yourself. How could that be good?
Second, the Big Buddha really greeted the Huotou Army according to the words, and asked Meng Eqi to deliver food to Warlord Sheng Jiayan. However, something more coincident happened. Sheng Jiayan suddenly sent someone to tell him that he was sick, and everything had to be sent to the camp account through his heart. Meng Haoqi couldn't get close.
The accompanying His Royal Highness the Three Princes pretended to look around and saw that Sheng Jiayan seemed to be really sick.
Ordinary people can't see Sheng Jiayan, and Meng Yeqi can't even see it, so she was deeply annoyed by this. Tian Dafo sees Meng Eqi at her daily face full of sorrow, knowing that she is worried about Lord Warlord, she can't help but wiped out a bitter tears for this outrageous love.
A few recruits came from that barracks, and one of the tall, thin and thin was assigned to Meng Eqi and their camp account. The man's name was Zhang Lancheng. He was a man of few words. His eyes were dark and dark, and it put his eyes on his ordinary face.
Especially when he is watching you without moving...
Meng Wanqi has found many times, this Zhang Lancheng always looks at her intentionally or unintentionally. But whenever Meng Eqiu turned his eyes, he was either talking to people or wiping his armor quietly.
As if everything was just Meng Eqi's ambition.
This Zhang Lancheng's martial arts are extremely poor, and the thin and tall man does not look weak, but when the soldiers wrestled, Tian Dafo used several shoulders to fall to the ground, and he did not have the strength to fight back. Since then, Zhang Lancheng has become a white face in the military camp with the same name as Meng Erqi. Others call them embroidered pillow brothers.
At the end of the night's troop training, Meng Eqi shivered with pain in his arms and legs. This super-intensive training is not something that a person like her can withstand, and often clenches her teeth and braces a lot of bruises on her body. She had no medicine yet, the bed was hard, and lying on it every day was a torment.
After returning to the camp, Hua Xiafu beat his shoulders and found that the bed he was sleeping on was covered with a quilt, and beside the pillow was a bottle of ointment that looked like a treatment for bruises.
Meng 萋 unscrewed the lid and smelled it, quite fragrant.
But who sent this to her so kindly? With a questioning look, Meng Eqiu looked at the Big Buddha sitting on the bed and was picking teeth.
Tian Dafo seemed to feel her gaze. His eyes glanced at Meng Yingqi, and a few words popped out between the teeth: "The new son gave it."
"Zhang Lancheng?"
Tian Dafo issued a pig hum as an affirmative answer. He changed his side to pick his teeth, and the other hand was still picking his big toe: "The bedding is also his, he didn’t cover it and spread it on you, you Is there something shameful about the two?"
Meng Wanqi was lying on the bed trying to test the softness of the quilt. Listening to Tian Dafo jumped up from the couch immediately, the soldiers who were washing her face shook their hands and shook the basin. I have nothing to say to him!"
Tian Tianfu picked up his hands and dug his nose, and Meng Eqiu silently turned the river and the sea, only to listen to him: "Master Governor is sick now, I know you are lonely, but you can't empathize, don't love, brothers. All are waiting for the end of your story."
As soon as his voice fell, the strong men who were doing things in their words all looked up, and they all shouted, "The ending!"
Meng 萋 呸 yelled, these groups of gossip men! Anyone who comes out casually is a tough guy in the competition field. I did not expect to be more powerful than a woman in this kind of thing. Tian Dafo shouted with his neck: "Mi!"
A thin soldier immediately drilled out. He rolled a white book around his waist with a pen. He ran to sit next to the Tian Buddha, lifted Erlang's legs in the direction of Meng Eqi, licked the pen in his mouth, and then bowed his head. Writes: "When Lord Warlord was ill, the protagonist Meng Qi could not bear loneliness, and there was an indescribable thing with the recruits in the same camp. Poor Lord Warlord was lying sick on the bed, and I wonder if anyone would lay him a quilt. , Did anyone give him medicine soup!"
He danced in a flurry of breath, and Meng Yingqi almost backed away.
Big Buddha Tian no longer digs his nose and picks his feet. Two big hands clap together and applaud: "This chapter is wonderful!"
Mi Deyi's thief smiled: "What's the name of this chapter of the Buddha?"
Tian Dafo thought deeply while touching his chin:
It’s called ‘Meng Qi is unbearably lonely and empathetic, and the governor can’t pitifully beat his face’.

Meng Wanqi was really angry this time, and with a rush he rushed over to catch the face of rotten rice, and Tian Dafu grabbed his collar.
"What are you in a hurry!" Tian Dafu shook her and shook her: "Mi, read the first few chapters to her."
When Mi opened the first few pages of the white book, Meng Hao saw that the words on it had been filled with dense and dense words, and Mi asked, "Which chapter does Meng Qi want to hear from? Is it "who can blame the worldly love?" "The Day of the Warlord" is still "Meng Qi's eyes are enthusiastic, and the Warlord's surviving independence has never been seen."
Meng Meng's teeth gang creaked, but Mi was still taking care of himself: "But as far as I come, I like that chapter'The governor is sick in the military camp, Meng Qicha thinks of rice and doesn't want it.' Ah, good A heartbreaking love!"
Meng Xuqi looked angry at Tian Buddha: "It must be you who went out!"
Tian Dafo ignored her and greeted the brothers around him: "I will finish reading after a while, I will read it first."
There is a soldier who is weak and weak: "Every time you look at it first, it will be several times at a glance. Well, three serials of one issue, I have owed it for several issues."
Tian Dafo stared at his big bell-like eyes: "While staying there, I have seen the latest, which is the moment of the important plot! Can't wait."
Meng Hao was about to make a splash, but Yu Guang saw someone coming in. Turning his gaze towards the door, Zhang Lancheng's slender knuckles carried a tub, and his neat and tidy clothes sleeves were brought to his wrists. If it weren't for his ordinary looks, Meng Eju felt that Zhang Lancheng was extraordinary. No matter how sloppy the environment is, he can always look clean.
This is also a great person.
Seeing him coming in, Meng Wanqi turned a little embarrassedly at the thought of Tian Dafo's coup. Zhang Lancheng's eyes turned around Meng Wanqi, and under the watch of Tian Dafo and others, nobody walked to his shop to sit down and take off his shoes.
Mi immediately rushed over, and Meng Haoqi wanted to catch him but it was too late. Mi picked up the notebook and asked, "Brother Zhang, what's your opinion on other people's love."
Zhang Lancheng had no words, looked up at Mi strangely.
Mi asked again: "Have you ever thought of being loved by a man?"
Zhang Lancheng finally opened his mouth: "Being a man?"
Seeing his response, Mi immediately wrote in the book: "Zhang Lancheng was blinded by Meng Qi's love and refused to admit..."
Meng Yingqi was about to run away. Zhang Lancheng listened to Mi's words, and his eyes drifted to Meng Yingqi faintly. Tian Dafo walked past the Malaysian sword and sat next to Zhang Lancheng: "Brother, not me. Although Meng Qi liked the Warlord before, but now since he likes you, you must be content and be with others."
There seemed to be waves of light in Zhang Lancheng's eyes.
Meng Haoqi couldn't help it and shouted with a thick neck: "Who likes him!"