Killing System, the Ultimate Killer

Wisps of body fragrance hit you, attracting people's minds and making them feel uneasy.

Feeling the plump softness and delicateness is really addictive.

Seventeen years is the time when the blood is in full swing. A little provocation will lead to a reaction.

But who is Sheng Huaian?

After two lifetimes, he was still a great master who reached the limit of his acquired abilities. He also practiced the Heart Sutra of the Great Sun. Not only could he remain calm in his arms, but at least this little provocation would not make his heart flutter.

"please!"

Sheng Huaian raised his glass and touched it with Hua Yueru, then raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

These drinks don't have much alcohol content. Sheng Huaian estimates that they are only about ten or twenty degrees, which is still good wine.

It tastes similar to beer in my previous life, and it really doesn't taste very good.

If the brewing technology in this world were at this level, he could make a fortune by brewing high-strength liquor and selling it.

At night, people come to Yichun Building one after another. Those who can come to Yichun Building are either people from wealthy families, or singles who have enough to eat for one person and not hungry for the whole family.

Of course, there are also scholars who cannot bear loneliness.

Seeing that the second floor has been enclosed, the people coming later are either on the first floor or paying to go to the third floor.

"Why are there so many people here today? The second floor is full." A man dressed like a scholar said.

After reading a few pages of Spring and Autumn at home, I couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to practice it and study the techniques.

"Those people are all members of the Anning Army. Colonel Sheng Huai Ansheng must have heard of it. He is the one who made a great ambition to eat Hulu meat and joked about drinking the blood of the Huns. He is entertaining his subordinates." Someone next to him said.

"What? Is it the young general?" The scholar was surprised.

In this city of Anning, all the scholars today know that Sheng Huaian is famous and can write such heroic poems, and his talent is far superior to them.

"Exactly!"

"This little general, I don't know if he can complete the poem today, otherwise it will be just half a poem, which doesn't feel wonderful." A scholar said.

"That's right, that's right!"

"If you are lucky enough to witness the birth of a complete poem, it will be considered a great blessing in life."

Many people wanted to propose a toast, but seeing that Sheng Huaian was entertaining his subordinates, they had no choice but to give up.

Thanks to the fact that there is only Yichunlou in Anning City, there are many people and it is very lively.

After all, it is a borderland and is always under the flames of war. Few people like to do business here.

"Miss Hua Yueru was asked to drink with General Sheng. It seems that we won't be able to see Miss Hua Yueru's beautiful dance tonight." Someone said regretfully.

The guests on the first floor were drinking, chatting and dancing, while the second floor was filled with Sheng Huaian and others.

As for the third floor...

That can't be said!

"Come, captain, I'll toast you!" Tang Yunshan raised his glass in honor of Huai'an.

"drink!"

Sheng Huaian was also in high spirits at this moment, and he and Yunshan raised their glasses and had a drink.

"Captain Sheng, I respect you too!" Hai Dahe also raised a toast to Sheng Huaian.

"Aren't you trying to get me drunk?" Sheng Huaian said with a smile.

"You can't say that. Everyone here, since you have a distinguished status as captain, of course we have to respect you first." Hai Dahe said, licking his face.

He Yunshan looked at Hai Dahe's dog-licking look with disdain in his heart. Wasn't it just for the position of uncle that he wanted to please like this?

"That's right, Lieutenant Colonel, you led us through life and death and killed the Huns. We should respect you first." Tang Yunshan also said quickly.

"Okay, stop flattering me. We're going out to have fun tonight. We just want to have fun. I'm joking with you. Even if you all come together, you still can't get me drunk." Sheng Huaian shook his head with a smile.

These two guys, overtly and covertly, wanted to please him because they wanted a position of uncle. He could clearly see their little thoughts.

Everyone toasted Sheng Huaian a glass of wine first, and he thought to himself, as expected, there is no escape from the wine table culture. In the past, it was to respect the leader, but now it is to the superior officer.

It's just that now he is no longer the one toasting, and he is no longer the guy in the corner.

At their table, only Wang Wu was more open-minded and was sitting with Sheng Huaian. The others were still a little restrained.

That guy Wang Wu is now putting his arms around the girl accompanying him, kissing and hugging her, talking and laughing. He looks like a regular customer and is experienced.

Sheng Huaian himself, on the other hand, kept looking at Yichunlou secretly. It was his first time going to a brothel, and he still felt a little strange. But now that his subordinates were there, he pretended to be calm and didn't show it.

After all, this is a world where visiting brothels is legal, and there is no need to be sneaky.

"Come, sir, I'll give you another drink." Hua Yueru raised a glass to invite Sheng Huaian.

She always felt that the aura on Sheng Huaian's body was very comfortable, and she couldn't help but want to get into Sheng Huaian's arms.

Perhaps it was because Sheng Huaian practiced the Great Sun Heart Sutra, but the blazing aura of the Sun made her feel a little excited.

Faced with the toasts from everyone, Sheng Huaian refused everyone who came.

The workplace drinking culture in his previous life allowed him to develop the ability to drink two and a half kilograms of liquor and drink beer at will.

Now that he has martial arts cultivation, he can get drunk with the low-alcohol wine in this world, unless he drinks it for three days and three nights without rest.

Sheng Huaian did not touch her, and Hua Yueru was a little discouraged. Could it be that she was not good-looking and could not attract Sheng Huaian?

How did she know that Sheng Huaian didn't dare to mess around for fear of breaking the precept.

At this moment, he hated the Great Sun Heart Sutra in his heart. What kind of ghost technique could not break Pure Yang.

The feeling of having a beautiful woman in your arms, being able to see, touch, but not eat, is as uncomfortable as it is.

"How about I perform a dance for you all?" Hua Yueru planned to show off her special skills.

One of her special skills is charming dancing.

"Okay, okay!"

Everyone agreed.

"Then thank you for dancing for my brothers." Sheng Huaian nodded with a smile.

Hua Yueru stood up and walked slowly down the second floor. Her gauze and thin sleeves, and her skin was as good as snow, which immediately attracted many people to drool.

"Miss Yueru is coming downstairs."

"Are you here to perform a dance?"

"Wow, it's a blessing for the mouth... No, it's a blessing for the eyes."

Hua Yueru came to the stage, the dancers on the stage cooperated with her, and the string pianist also started playing music.

The dancers cooperated with Hua Yueru, and their beautiful and elegant dance attracted everyone's attention in an instant.

Even Sheng Huaian was no exception. His graceful dancing posture was much better than the posing in his previous life.

No wonder the ancient dignitaries liked to keep some singing and dancing girls, who were elegant, refined and pleasing to the eye.

After the dance, many people were immersed in the graceful dance, which was the most charming.

"Yes, no wonder it fascinates so many people." Sheng Huaian nodded lightly.

If I were to forget my previous life and dance like this in the live broadcast room, I would have directly exceeded 100,000 online.

After the dance, Hua Yueru glanced at Sheng Huaian and saw that Sheng Huaian was just admiring it, and did not show any infatuation like others.

This made her feel a little discouraged and defeated. Couldn't she be tempted by this? !

Returning to the second floor and sitting next to Sheng Huaian, she no longer thought about winning Sheng Huaian for the first time, but poured the wine quietly.

"Miss Yue Ru's graceful dance has fascinated these old men." Sheng Huaian said with a smile.

Just now, many big men in the army were so fascinated that they drooled. They looked like Brother Pig. They have been in the military camp all year round and rarely saw such dancing.

"Sir, you are laughing!" Hua Yueru smiled lightly, charming and ecstatic.

My heart said, it’s not like I haven’t been able to charm you!

Sheng Huaian sighed secretly, she was indeed a beauty in a romantic place, her every move and smile was full of charm.

If he was really an ordinary and innocent little Chu Lan, he really wouldn't be able to control himself.

Seeing his subordinates shouting and drinking and having a good time, Sheng Huaian sighed in his heart. Perhaps as soldiers guarding the border, this was the only happiness they could enjoy.

After a while, several scholars came up with the courage to propose a toast.

"But Colonel Sheng and Master Sheng are in person." A scholar in a green shirt said.

"I am!" Sheng Huaian nodded.

If those damn soldiers hadn't dragged him around, pulled him up the city wall, and turned on the system's golden finger, maybe he would still be a scholar now.

"I would like to toast you, Mr. Sheng, and thank you generals for guarding Anning Pass and creating a peaceful and peaceful life for us." The scholar in the leader said.

Sheng Huaian nodded. He was indeed a scholar, but he could talk.

"Drink together, drink together!" Sheng Huaian raised his glass in return.

After finishing the cup, the scholars had no intention of leaving.

"Sir, your great ambitions are to eat the meat of Hulu when you are hungry, to drink the blood of Xiongnu when you are thirsty, and to make Dan fly to the dragon city and not teach the slave horses to cross Anshan Mountain. These two poems make us admire you so much that we can't wait to read them every night. But I feel that the poem is incomplete and I feel regretful. I wonder if you can give me the complete poem so that I can read it day and night." The first scholar said sincerely.

They were all scholars and admired talented and literary people, and they were also very respectful to Sheng Huaian.

"Yes, Lieutenant Colonel, those two lines of poetry make even us grown-ups feel excited when we read them, so just complete them." Guo Xiaoping also said from the side.

"Do you have pen and ink!" Seeing everyone looking at him expectantly, Sheng Huaian said.

"I'll go right away!" Hua Yueru stood up to get it herself.

He brought pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and Hua Yueru personally studied the ink for Sheng Huaian.

When the people on the first floor heard that Sheng Huaian was going to complete the two poems he had written on the battlefield, they instantly became energetic and full of expectations.

Fortunately, my predecessor was good at calligraphy. Although I failed to pass the examination to be a scholar, my calligraphy was good.

"The bright moon of the Qin Dynasty passed the Han Dynasty, and the people who marched thousands of miles have not yet returned."

"But I will use the Dragon City flying generals instead of teaching the slave horses to cross the Anshan Mountains!"

After thinking about it, Sheng Huaian completed this poem, but it was not suitable to bring out another one now.

Everyone watched him write the entire poem, and the scholars looked enthusiastic.

“The bright moon of the Qin Dynasty passed the Han Dynasty, and the people who marched thousands of miles have not yet returned.

But let the flying generals of Dragon City be here and not teach the slave horses to cross Anshan Mountain! "

This is a famous line through the ages, but the poem has been passed down through the ages. They never imagined what an honor it was to witness the emergence of the famous poem through the ages.

Although they don't know which dynasty the Qin Shi Mingyue and Han Shiguan belong to in history, it does not prevent them from appreciating this famous poem that can be passed down through the ages.

Hua Yueru looked at Sheng Huaian with stars in her eyes. This little man was handsome, could write poems, and had high martial arts skills. He was truly the ideal lover of his dreams. It was a pity that she was trapped in this flowery place.

"Where's the other one, Shanda Ren, where's the other one?" Several scholars couldn't wait.

"The other one hasn't been finished yet, so I just have one sentence." Sheng Huaian said.

Everyone was disappointed after hearing this.

"but!"

After hearing these two words, everyone instantly became energetic again and looked at Sheng Huaian expectantly.

"I have another poem here."

Immediately, Sheng Huaian wrote on another piece of rice paper:

"Swear to sweep away the Xiongnu regardless of life, five thousand minks and brocades are lost in the dust of the Hu people.

The bones by the Wuding River are pitiful, but they are still the people in the spring boudoir's dream!"

This poem was originally the second of the four poems of the Tang Dynasty poet Chen Tao Longxi in his previous life. Sheng Huaian did not name this poem.

Looking at this poem, Guo Xiaoping, Hu Bing, Wang Wu, Tang Yunshan and others were silent.

This reminded them of the battle of Yinma River, where more than 700 comrades' bones were thrown by the river, waiting for them to return, and they could only meet in dreams.

"Swear to sweep away the Xiongnu regardless of life, five thousand minks and brocades are lost in the dust of the Hu people."

"The bones by the Wuding River are pitiful, but they are still the people in the spring boudoir's dream!"

When this poem came out, everyone was silent. It did not have lofty ambitions and blood, but only the cruelty and ruthlessness of war.

The bones by the Wuding River are pitiful, but they are the people that many women in the boudoir miss day and night!

Guo Xiaoping and others looked at Sheng Huaian, and they realized that Sheng Huaian still had not let go of this matter.

Many comrades left their bodies in the wilderness, but they were unable to bury their former brothers.

That night, everyone got drunk.

The residents of Anning City, who had just experienced the Xiongnu army knocking on the gate, were most deeply moved.

At the same time, these two poems were quickly spread to the interior of the city and to the north and south of the Yangtze River.

The phrase "Poor bones by the Wuding River, still a person in the dream of the boudoir" expressed endless longing and sadness.

It wrote about the cruelty and ruthlessness of war, which resonated with many people.