Unrivaled Miracle Doctor and the God-Defying Demonic Consort Chapter 50: Sir

Mu Qingge did not delay, but nodded happily.

Her calmness made Mu Xiong gratified, and he nodded incessantly: "You really have grown up. Although you can't cultivate, but if you can have loyal guards with you, it's hard for ordinary people to take your life. After you have chosen the personal guards, you will have two girls, You He and Hua Yue, and the kid Mo Yang come with you during training. They are all people who serve you by your side. It is always better to have more skills. ."

It turned out that the old man brought these three people with this idea.

Mu Qingge knew it.

She has no objection to Mu Xiong's decision. Instead, she was in favor.

"After you have selected your personal guards, I will hand them over to your Uncle Bear for training. Then..."

"Grandpa, this time, I will choose the personal guard, and I hope to train myself." Mu Qingge interrupted Mu Xiong's words.

"Oh, what!" Mu Xiong reacted, and his voice suddenly increased in fright.

His reaction made everyone who was guarding around look over.

"Cough cough." Mu Xiong coughed in disguise. After everyone looked back, he sternly said to Mu Qingge: "Geer, what are you kidding? What can you train? Training soldiers is not a joke. ."

"Grandpa, I'm serious." Mu Qingge looked directly at Mu Xiong with calmness in her eyes.

Mu Xiong frowned, as if he wanted to see through Mu Qingge's thoughts, but found that he could no longer understand his little grandson.

"Grandpa doesn't believe me?" Mu Qingge asked rhetorically.

Mu Xiong felt bitter.

He believed in his grandson, but believing it didn't mean that Mu Qingge could train well in the army.

In the Sunset Wasteland, Mu Qingge sacrificed the lives of five hundred guards. She had already formed a backlash in the hearts of the soldiers. If it wasn't for later, she had the courage to admit her mistake, and she was not humble or arrogant to endure the two hundred whippings, and convinced these soldiers. How could anyone volunteer to be her bodyguard now?

However, it's one thing to be willing to protect Mu Qingge, and it's another thing to accept her training.

His little grandson is still too naive, too arrogant.

Do you really think these soldiers are tame?

"Ge'er, this..." Mu Xiong refused in his heart.

However, he couldn't say anything against his grandson's eyes that were so clear that he could almost see people's hearts.

"Since Grandpa believes in me, that's the decision. Since my will is the main choice for this selection, then I will follow my method. The person selected does not need to trouble Uncle Xiong, I will naturally Train them. If Grandpa still has concerns in his heart, let's make a bet." Mu Qingge said with the trend.

"What a bet." Almost subconsciously, Mu Xiong was led by the nose by Mu Qingge.

It should have been righteously rejecting Mu Qingge's nonsense, but it became a condition for listening to her.

It's just that the old man doesn't know it yet.

Mu Qingge smiled playfully: "Isn't Grandpa worried about Qingge's ability to lead troops? Why don't my five hundred guards compare with the remaining soldiers in Grandpa's army three months later to see who is weaker? Whoever is stronger. The loser has to make a promise."

Mu Xiong's beard trembled and the tiger's eyes widened: "You brat, you are really a newborn calf and are not afraid of tigers. How can you fight against my army of nearly 10,000 people with only five hundred people?"

"If you don't try it, how will you know it won't work?" Mu Qingge smiled a bit wickedly. But it makes people feel that her words are credible.

Mu Xiong nodded his head like this, and by the time he reacted, he had already walked to the training ground. Looking at the thin, tall and dazzling red shirt, he realized that he had been tricked by his grandson.

In the training ground, tens of thousands of soldiers have already lined up.

The previous lieutenants were already standing on the commander's platform and waiting.

When Mu Qingge followed Mu Xiong to the stage, he felt the scorching gaze that kept falling on him.

These people, most of them, followed Mu Xiong to the Sunset Wasteland to find her. Naturally, she also witnessed the scene of her being tortured by the whip.

No problem, that scene was shocking.

Let these stern men forgive Mu Qingge's recklessness and accept her as a little master.

Of course, there are also some curious and skeptical glances. It seems that it is difficult to decipher the words of the young man in red in front of him and his comrades who are as firm as iron, tall and straight as a sword, who will do what they say, and be punished by two hundred lashes. Punish the people together.

Ignoring all the scrutiny, Mu Qingge took a step forward, put her hands behind her back, and said loudly, "Today, I'm choosing my personal guard. You must have heard of who I am. Here, I ask One sentence, if you are not willing to be my personal guard, please take five steps back."

As soon as the voice fell, there was an uproar in the training ground.

Isn't it just a matter of picking people who are pleasing to the eye? How come there is still this one?

Let's not talk about them, even a few lieutenants looked at Mu Xiong without knowing it. The latter, however, could only shake his head with a wry smile because he had something to say before, so that they could rest easy.

Unsure of Mu Qingge's mind, after being silent for a while, there were still two or three thousand people hesitantly taking five steps back.

Perhaps, they were unwilling to become Mu Qingge's personal guard, or perhaps they felt that being a personal guard was inferior to killing the enemy on the battlefield. However, most people are still standing in the same place in doubt.

Mu Qingge didn't even look at the two or three thousand people who quit. Her gaze only fell on those who stayed, and she said again: "Leave middle-aged people, those over twenty years old, please take five steps back by yourself."

The crowd was in uproar again.

Why are there age restrictions? Even if there is, shouldn't the older the better? The older you are, the stronger your cultivation realm will be.

What are you doing with the little Maotou who are still in the Red Realm? To play with his little lord?

Lieutenant General Xiong shook his head in disappointment, strode to Mu Xiong's side and said solemnly: "Old General, you can't let the little lord make trouble anymore."

Mu Xiong frowned slightly, 'Is grandson really messing around? ’.

Mentioned for a moment, Mu Xiong still said to Vice Admiral Xiong: "Let's look at it first."

Deputy General Xiong will not go against Mu Xiong's decision. He had to sigh and return to his colleagues.

No one came out to stop them, and the remaining seven or eight thousand people retreated again, more than five thousand people. The rest are teenagers between the ages of sixteen and seventeen to twenty. Most of them are cultivated in the red realm.

After two rounds of screening, there were only less than 3,000 people left from 10,000 people.

The number of Mu Qingge's personal guard is five hundred. In other words, the selection ratio of the remaining people is five to one, or six to one.

Clear and ice-like eyes, one by one, fell on each of the remaining people. After taking everyone into his eyes, Mu Qingge said again: "Now, the rest of the people are carrying ten deniers and run a hundred laps around the training ground."

After speaking, in the sudden realization of the soldiers, she looked at Mo Yang and said, "You go too."

Mo Yang didn't hesitate, nodded silently, and jumped off the platform, the first to bear the weight for himself. His behavior caused a glimmer of approval in Mu Qingge's eyes.

With Mo Yang taking the lead, the remaining two or three thousand people also began to move.

Soon, on the huge training ground, thousands of people began to run laps.

A hundred laps, it is nearly a hundred miles away.

The load is ten denier, which is equivalent to thirty kilograms.

Without strong physical strength and willpower, it would be difficult to run down.

In the end, before sunset, only less than 700 people actually completed the 100 laps, and they all collapsed to the ground from exhaustion. Mo Yang was also among them, but his pale face and tightly pursed lips never let out a groan.

Glancing at the 670 people, Mu Qingge turned to Mu Xiong and said, "Grandpa, Qingge's first screening has been completed. These 670 people are the candidates for my personal guard. As for the future Which one hundred and seventy people will be eliminated, ten days later, Qingge will give the answer."

With just a glance, you can clearly know the number of people. It seems that this little lord is not as wasteful as rumored. Just what does she want to do?

Several lieutenants exchanged glances secretly, guessing in their hearts.

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