Chapter 631: Jia Rong

The combat power of the Bai family's troops and the real enfeoffed ten thousand households was just like that in Bai Lang's eyes—they were mediocre among the soldiers he led—better than the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty back then, without that beggar-like appearance, and far inferior to the six-county good family cavalry he led in the late Han Dynasty—that was the world's strong army known as "the wings of the country, as lush as a forest," and of course, not as good as the government soldiers of the Sui Dynasty—these were also soldiers who brought their own weapons.

These soldiers could only be used, and it was enough to follow Bai Lang to break the formation and fight a smooth battle. Anyway, at that time, it was a big deal to have vengeful ghosts possess them to strengthen their combat power. Although the Emperor asked Bai Lang to close the door and reflect on his mistakes, this person just took it as a fart. As long as he didn't go to court, could the Emperor still control whether he stayed in the Earl Mansion? He had to be busy trying to find a place to raise the warhorses, and he also had to go to the Rongguo Mansion to check the results.

"I don't know how that sick person is practicing? If she is fishing for three days and drying the net for two days, busy with poetry and prose, I think this is probably hopeless." Bai Lang went to the Rongguo Mansion. This place was still like a carnival before the end of the world. From top to bottom, no one was reliable, all playboys and women with long hair and short knowledge. Bai Lang, of course, couldn't go to the back house. He waited for Lin Daiyu to appear under the hospitality of Master Bao, who was forced to come out despite his reluctance.

Master Bao was having fun with his sisters. Although Bai Lang was of "similar age" to him, he was a head and a half taller than Master Bao, broad-shouldered and tiger-backed, and his face was completely different from Master Bao's handsomeness. What was revealed was a heroic spirit. No matter what, the beardless young protector was also very masculine with thick eyebrows and big eyes. Master Bao came out to receive him, and after mumbling to Bai Lang for a long time, he couldn't find any topic to talk about.

Bai Lang was also considering a question, "How should I communicate with this Master Bao? It would be quite awkward for everyone to drink tea face to face." In fact, Baoyu couldn't find a topic. This guy was considered smart since he was a child, although he was really a fool, but it was no problem to find a topic to chat—he was just scared. The evil spirit on Bai Lang's body, even if he tried his best to restrain it, was enough to scare Master Bao, who only rolled in the powder pile, just by his current appearance.

He was so fragile, either eating rouge with his sisters or playing with Qin Zhong, who was like a woman. The most "barbaric" friend he knew was just Xue Pan, the son of Aunt Xue. The truly handsome figure who could write and fight was just Liu Xianglian, but Master Bao was now facing the fierce general Bai Lang, the young master of the Bai family, who had broken through thousands of troops... Every time this young master of the Bai family subconsciously raised his teacup and grinned, it made Baoyu feel that there was a fierce tiger lying lazily beside him.

He really didn't dare to move, for fear of arousing the tiger's interest, and someone would die if he played with it casually. Therefore, Master Bao just drank tea, but he was so timid that he couldn't speak. Bai Lang really didn't know that Baoyu would be like this. He clearly felt that he had restrained himself very well, but maybe the existence of the Inner Scene Grandmaster was too strong? Bai Lang felt it when Lin Daiyu came nearby, and after feeling it, he let out a sigh.

"Sure enough, she didn't put her heart into this practice. Forget it, after helping her disperse the depression in her body again, she can be considered to enjoy her natural life—at least she can live past sixty. Although her body is inevitably a bit weak, it's a wealthy family, so it's fine. It's just that in terms of children, it's a bit difficult." Bai Lang didn't think about leaving anything in this world anyway, so he didn't care.

It's a pity, if Daiyu practiced seriously, she would have hope to make up for the congenital deficiency, and at worst, her lifespan could be over eighty, and her body would be healthy. Of course, it was also possible to break through the barrier of practice, achieving a generation of experts. I dare not say innate, but being an enemy of ten people was no problem. It seems that this girl ultimately loved literature more, unlike Bai Lang's two cheap younger sisters who loved dancing swords and spears. After returning this time, Bai Lang also tested the martial arts of these few cheap younger siblings.

He had taught the breathing method early on. After returning this time, he found that Bai Bao was good at using a long spear, and his archery was also divine; Bai Biao was good at using a broadsword, with a meteor hammer at his waist; Bai Xiao was a true sharpshooter. Although she was still young, she could already draw two bows, and could draw bows with both hands, but her strength was still insufficient, so she could only draw a three-dou bow for now—she was not yet ten years old, but the arrows she shot could actually turn, and the continuous arrows changing direction were miraculous.

Bai Ying was a female general with double spears, holding double-headed short spears with full elasticity in both hands, which were also ever-changing but very flashy and hidden. In Bai Lang's view, it was a purely technical fighter, like a wasp needle directly piercing the throat, heart, and other fatal vital points, and the shots were fast and accurate. It's a pity that because she was young, the weapons used were not long enough—but if it was infantry combat, it was enough to kill a few strong men.

She already knew how to ride a horse, but she couldn't ride a tall horse yet. Bai Lang thought that in at most three to five years, these two younger brothers would be able to use them, and then these two younger sisters could also go to the battlefield to kill the enemy. "When the time comes, the five heroes of the Bai family will be interesting to think about." Daiyu came in, and the first one to greet her was Master Bao. At this time, he was no longer afraid of Bai Lang. Bai Lang didn't mind this guy's appearance. He looked at Lin Daiyu, "Miss Lin, you haven't practiced well, have you? Or is the practice method wrong? If you don't want to suffer this bitterness, I have a solution, at least I can let you live past the age of sixty."

And Daiyu's face turned slightly red, "Master Yuzhu, I am indeed not good at martial arts, which disappointed you." Bai Lang walked to Daiyu, "This time it won't be so intense." His thick palm slapped on Daiyu's back, "Still the same sentence, bear with it." Bai Lang's strike was rhythmic, and the sound made was empty. Every strike of his didn't actually hit solidly, but directly let the warm and harmonious Qi penetrate the body, "It's a pity that the Thirteen Tai Bao Golden Bell Shield has not yet returned to the full breakthrough, and this thick Yang Qi is still a little lacking. Otherwise, it would be done this time."

After this strike, Lin Daiyu spat out the second mouthful of dark-colored blood, and her complexion improved further. The happiest one was Master Bao, "This guy is quite enthusiastic about other people's future wives. By the way... could it be that this guy has already tried the clouds and rain with Xiren? How old is he?" Bai Lang thought of his own body, although it was stronger and taller than Baoyu's, it seemed that hair had just grown there?

"Interesting, interesting, I have killed quite a few people, and I have actually become a chick again." Bai Lang had nothing to say, and Baoyu was so happy that he directly invited him to participate in the garden tour... in the Ningguo Mansion, heard that Jia Rong was hosting... ===== CHAPTER 632 =====