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Volume 1 The Border Town of the Empire Chapter 1188 There is no destiny at all

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    Chapter 1,188 There is no fate at all. Lyman slept well, but he was not in a good mood.  Because he guessed wrong.  Last night was uneventful.  Augusta¡¯s eyes were bloodshot as he didn¡¯t dare to slack off all night outside the big tent. Staying up all night was not too difficult for ordinary people.  It is certainly not difficult for someone like Augusta but the difficulty lies in the fact that he was extremely focused this night.  He was attentive and alert at all times.  This kind of hard work and fatigue cannot be compared to staying up late and reading a book all night.  When Lyman came out of the tent, he was in a gloomy mood.  He thought he could guess Fang Jie's actions, but it turned out that the other party didn't seem to bother to pay attention to him at all.  The frustration of not being able to guess is just one of the components of this gloom, which naturally also includes the enemy's lack of attention to him.  "Go back to sleep" Lyman said coldly, turned around and returned to the tent.  Augusta, who had been watching all night, was startled. He didn¡¯t know why His Majesty the Emperor¡¯s face looked so ugly.  Then he suddenly realized that His Majesty was angry because he had guessed the enemy's actions wrongly.  But, what is there to be angry about?  He forgot that if he had not mentioned to Lyman yesterday that Fang Jie had guessed the content of the letter, maybe Lyman would not be so unhappy.  Lyman walked back to the tent and washed up.  He took off his satin pajamas and threw them aside.  Stepping on the cashmere carpet, I walked to the big mirror.  He was naked and looking at himself in the mirror.  He has a very strong physique, and the muscles on his legs and arms are very obvious.  His eyes stayed on his heart.  There is a spider on his chest.  The eight long legs spread out from the left chest to all sides.  This is not a real spider.  On his left chest, there was a dark purple rock-like thing, the size of a fist, embedded in his chest.  I don't know if it's because of the stone or some other mutation. The muscles around the stone are a very weird color that can't be explained.  Those eight legs have eight symmetrical dark lines.  These lines resembled the eight long legs of a spider or the eight straws of some kind of monster, piercing Lyman's body and absorbing his blood to nourish the stone.  If someone could observe this stone carefully from such a close distance, they would be surprised and horrified to find that the stone is moving.  Just like the beating of the heart, it rises and falls slightly.  Although it is not obvious, it is definitely moving.  Lyman looked at the stone with complicated emotions in his eyes.  Among this complexity, the two most obvious emotions can be separated out, one is confidence and the other is disgust.  These are two feelings that should not appear at the same time, but they appear at the same time, which shows that there is something extremely contradictory hidden in Lyman's heart.  He looked at it for a long time without saying a word.  As time passed, Lyman¡¯s expression gradually became calmer.  But suddenly, the expression on his face was distorted, as if there was some unbearable pain in his body.  He frowned and found that the slight beating of the stone on his chest had gradually slowed down.  Lyman sighed, walked back to the blanket and lay down.  He took out a container from under the blanket, made of silver.  Opening the lid of the container, a few drops of dark green liquid dripped out. The liquid fell on the stone on his chest, and the stone immediately emitted a burst of purple light. Although it was not strong, it was particularly shocking.  Soon, the beating of the stone became more powerful.  As if he was enjoying something that could make him climax, Lyman let out a long moan.  The moan contained both pleasure and pain. He lay flat like this, and it took half an hour for him to open his eyes again.  All the expression on his face had faded, leaving only calmness.  He got up and got dressed.  Before fastening the buttons, he looked down at his chestthe eight legs seemed more obvious.  ¡­ ¡­ ¡­ ¡­ ¡­ Fang Jie stretched and got off the bed.  Today he was lazy and did not get up to practice.  Since being able to rest, Fang Jie has almost never stopped practicing in the morning.  In fact, even when he couldn't practice, he would get up and exercise every morning before dawn.  When he was unable to practice, he hoped that he would at least be a qualified soldier and try his best to become stronger on the basis of an ordinary person.  After being able to practice, Fang Jie always felt that it was too late to start.  Other practitioners start practicing at an early age.??He just started practicing when he was sixteen or seventeen years old.  He always told himself, where can he have so much time to rest?  The sense of urgency may be something that every successful person will never give up.  He opened the window and looked at the ridiculously blue sky outside.  The weather in Dongjiang seems to be better than that in Chang'an City, and the sky is a very distant blue.  Over in Chang'an City, although the sky is also blue, it seems to be darker and lower.  Perhaps, this is just Fang Jie¡¯s illusion.  He looked out the window. In the distance, many practitioners who came with the army were practicing boxing outside.  Practitioners can control the vitality of heaven and earth to fight, but a good body is the basic condition for controlling the vitality of heaven and earth.  Internal energy can temper the human body, but practitioners must keep exercising so that their body's responsiveness does not decrease.  A tray stretched out from the window, and then Fang Jie saw Mu Xiaoyao's beautiful face.  "It's rare that you can get up late." The tray contained exquisite pastries and a bowl of japonica rice porridge.  "Nice workmanship," Fang Jie praised, reached out and pinched a piece of snack and put it into his mouth.  "You know I didn't do this." Mu Xiaoyao jumped slightly and sat at the window.  "I'm afraid you can tell at a glance that the way this snack is made has obvious characteristics from Nanyan. When we stayed in Dali City, you loved this kind of snack the most. But Qing and I  No one is too lazy to do it for you, so I just find a snack shop and buy a few bucks for you," Mu Xiaoyao said.  Yes, Fang Jie knew who made those snacks when he saw them.  He just wanted to hide his uneasiness.  "When women begin to let go of their hatred, why are men still holding on to it?" Mu Xiaoyao smiled and said, "This is not your chest." Fang Jie said with a smile, "My breasts are not as big as women's.  ." Mu Xiaoyao blushed and turned her head away from him.  She is the kind of mature female beauty, both in figure and face. She is not the kind of youthful girl, but a beauty that is so mature that people cannot resist.  Especially the way she sat by the window, her long legs were even more prominent.  Although she is not wearing that bright red dress now, it still cannot hide the temptation of her legs.  "Maybe I'm just feeling guilty?" Fang Jie found an excuse for himself.  It¡¯s not that Mu Xiaoyao didn¡¯t know Mo Ningzhi¡¯s thoughts. When a woman starts to get up early to prepare breakfast for a man, she has already explained everything.  "Aren't you afraid that she will poison the snacks?" Mu Xiaoyao asked with a smile.  Fang Jie unexpectedly blushed for a rare moment.  Mu Xiaoyao couldn't help laughing and looked at Fang Jie with a teasing look.  In fact, her feelings for Fang Jie are different from other women around Fang Jie. They are different from anyone else, even different from Shen Qingshan.  If other women are in love with each other, then she also has the feeling of a sister who loves and protects her younger brother.  Becauseit can be said that she brought up Fang Jie.  This is why Mu Xiaoyao has never been jealous of other women.  Because she and he both know very well that the feelings between the two people will never change.  This is a very happy thing. If you have such a sister, a man will be full of happiness.  If some women have control over their men, you are not allowed to look at that woman if she is very beautiful.  So Mu Xiaoyao's control over Fang Jie is, that woman is very beautiful, you go and chase her Maybe some people don't believe that such feelings exist, but they do exist.  "Don't pretend to be stupid." Mu Xiaoyao looked at Fang Jie with provocative eyes: "Are you so cowardly?" Fang Jie immediately raised his chin and raised his chest: "You are so cowardly!"   Fang Jie stood on the city wall  Go up and feel the direction of the wind.  When he saw the flags starting to fly, his face became solemn.  "Order, the entire army is on alert." Fang Jie gave the order.  Nalan Dingdong, who was standing beside him, did not dare to delay, and immediately turned around and ordered his men to blow the horn.  When the sound of trumpets was sent out from the city wall to all directions, the soldiers and horses of each battalion immediately responded. It was obvious that Fang Jie had already ordered preparations before this.  "The huge siege equipment built by Lyman seemed to be designed to suppress our archers from a high position, and also to render the ballista useless However, from the beginning II can't believe that he built this thing just to be condescending He hasn't attacked for so many days, and he's not waiting for me at all.  " Fang Jie smiled, extra confident. " He is waiting for the wind.  " Nalan Dingdong's expression changed. He really had not considered this. Although it is winter in terms of seasons, there has never been a north wind in Phoenix Terrace. The weather has been very good these days, Lai  The purpose of Mann's standing still is not to wait for a solution, and there is no fateful showdown. What Lyman wants is to defeat the Black Flag Army in one go. "The enemy wants to attack with fire?  " Nalan Dingdong reacted immediately. "Yeah" Fang Jie nodded: "He built so many tall siege equipment. On the surface, it seemed to be for siege, but what he built in just a few days was simply useless.  Not strong enough.  It's so huge, it's too difficult to move to the Phoenix Tower.  Pushing such a huge thing over would be very slow and consume huge amounts of troops.  Those soldiers who pushed the equipment were living targets, and their deaths were bound to be heavy.  Lyman has led troops for many years and would not be so recklessso the purpose of building those things was just for fire attack.  " Nalan Dingdong suddenly realized it and said anxiously: "How should we deal with it?  Fang Jie said: "I already ordered the preparations last night."  " Nalan Dingdong was startled. He didn't get any instructions at all last night. "It's not that I don't trust you.  Fang explained: "Your army is a mixed bag. There are so many teams gathered around the Phoenix Tower. They all seem to be Han teams, but there is no guarantee that there are no spies bribed by foreigners among them."  So I didn't mention this to anyone.  The more people who know, the greater the chance that the enemy will know.  " "I don't dare to have such thoughts.  " Nalan Dingdong explained quickly. Fang Jie smiled: "Since Lyman has waited for the time he wanted, let's see whether we will help him today or not!  "
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