Star Iron, but the amount of animation

“What will you do when you get here?”

"What can we do? First, control him and send him to Dan Ding Division to see if he can be saved. If he can be saved, then we will save him. If not, then we can only destroy him humanely."

"...It sounds pretty scary."

Jing Yuan kicked a stone on the road away.

"What's the big deal? I won't talk about it for now. I think your master has witnessed the complete blood transfusion of the Cloud Cavalry Army. The Demonic Yin Body is something that no one on the Immortal Boat can escape."

"Oh, it's so heavy..."

"Get used to it sooner, because heavier things are still to come. Your master and I are both around 800 years old now, and we are both old enough to report to the Land and Resources Bureau. If nothing unexpected happens, we will probably die first. Then you don't need to bury my body, just burn it directly. Put the ashes in an hourglass, and take it out to play with it when you miss me."

He raised his right hand to press on his chest, and put his left hand behind him, with a look of deep affection: "The time of the dead flows again, and I live for a short moment again. Isn't it romantic?"

As An Jing was speaking, he felt his calf being kicked hard.

"Bah! What a romantic bullshit! It's so unlucky! Can you please not say such unlucky things in the middle of the night?!"

Jing Yuan cursed and looked a little angry.

The young man laughed and kicked back: "Birth, aging, illness and death are common to all people. Why are you so taboo about it?"

The girl covered her calf in shock. She didn't expect that he could kick back. She ran after the boy on the spot.

Of course, she couldn't catch up no matter what.

............

......

Sitting on the wooden chair, tapping the table with his fingertips, looking at the clock for the thirteenth time, Jingliu frowned.

Why haven’t you come back yet?

She felt a little uneasy.

It's been almost an hour and a half. If I was just taking a walk, I should have been back long ago.

I opened my phone and there were no new messages.

Tsk.

Could it be...

No, it shouldn't be... This is too fast, how far have they come? An Jing is not such a casual person.

Jingliu tried hard to convince himself.

He stood up, walked to the gate, opened it gently, stuck his head out, and looked around.

The long and wide street was deserted at this time, but there was still no sign of the two people who had gone out returning.

The woman pursed her lips.

What are you doing...

She finally couldn't help it and took out her cell phone to call him.

The bell rang, not just one, but another one actually came from the courtyard behind him. Jing Liu turned his head abruptly and saw the person he had been thinking about falling from the wall and walking briskly into the courtyard. Another acquaintance had just fallen from the wall, panting and sweating profusely.

"Aren't you tired?!"

Jing Yuan was so tired that her tongue was about to pop out. She couldn't even remember how long she had been chasing. She just felt like her legs were almost not her own.

"tired?"

An Jing looked at her strangely: "We have known each other for so many years, have you ever seen me look tired?"

Jing Yuan choked. She thought about it in her mind and found that she had never seen him look really tired.

"It's really not a human being..."

She was really exhausted and had been run away for who knows how many blocks. She felt like she was dreaming back to when she first joined the Cloud Cavalry and was being drilled every day.

The young man smiled contemptuously and ignored him, then he was hit hard on the head.

"hiss--"

He took a deep breath and jumped a few steps in the opposite direction of the attack. He looked back in disbelief: "Another sneak attack?!"

Jingliu took his hand back, glared at him coldly, and stood with his arms folded: "You came back so late and didn't even send a text message. What's wrong with knocking on you?"

"Heh... What's wrong with hitting me? I'm telling you, if you hit me, nothing will happen! You've got a weak spot!"

The young man sneered and spoke the most cowardly words in the cruelest tone.

"Stop being so talkative."

The woman sighed, walked up to him, helped him straighten his tangled collar, and then brushed off the dust on his body.

"It's getting late. I took a shower this afternoon, so I'll go straight to bed tonight."

"That's right. I feel like I've been too active today. I should go to bed early."

An Jing nodded seriously.

He didn't expect that someone would take advantage of the opportunity when he was talking to Jingliu.

Jing Yuan, who was more than a head taller than him, sneaked up behind him and hugged him fiercely, wrapping his arms around his neck, almost leaning his face against his, smiling: "Haha, I caught you."

The boy was too lazy to pay attention to her and didn't react at all. He just dragged the girl into the house.

"I won't let go tonight!"

Jingyuan spoke loudly and immediately felt his ears being lifted up.

"What you think is quite beautiful."

Jingliu pulled her ears, trying to pull her off An Jing.

The three of them stuck together and entered the house noisily, making it very lively.

Volume 1: Chapter 72: How can we conduct politics well if we are with such insects?

"Grass!!!"

An Jing roared angrily, turned over indignantly and continued to sleep.

"There's no point in scolding! Hurry up and get up!"

Outside the door, Jing Yuan's voice came through, muffled.

The boy covered his head with the quilt and could not hear anything.

"Hurry up! General Teng Xiao has sent people to call you! He said that if he comes in person to call you, your term as acting general will be in question."

"Fuck! Jing Yuan, go kill Teng Xiao!"

"...... Stop talking nonsense. Not to mention that even a thousand of me can't withstand a single blow from General Teng Xiao, even if General Teng Xiao really passed away, wouldn't your position as acting general be gone? Isn't it still the same end!"

An Jing was squirming in the quilt like a maggot.

Jing Yuan outside the door was still knocking on the door: "Hurry up, we still have to ask for leave from the master."

He gets angry when he talks about this.

"This is really the opposite of what Tian Gang is doing! There is actually a time when she asks for leave so that I can go to work?! No! I am also sick! Just tell them that your master and I are both in trouble!"

"I don't even believe this, let alone others..."

Jingyuan sighed and knocked on the door again.

"Don't make a fuss, uncle. We have to face it. You can avoid it on the first day but not on the fifteenth. I will accompany you. Don't be afraid."

This soft whisper was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. The door finally opened. The boy, with a bitter face and sleepy eyes, leaned against the door frame, looking listless.

"Alas, this life in the groove..."

An Jing yawned, stretched and walked towards the bathroom.

Jingyuan smiled helplessly, followed him and helped him change his clothes.

After all, today is the day I’m going to take office, so I have to dress seriously.

Although An Jing himself didn't care much, he couldn't stand Jing Yuan's nagging and dressed up nicely, looking presentable. If it weren't for the look of despair in his eyes that ruined his temperament, he would really look like a young man who had achieved success and was full of vigor and enthusiasm.

After leaving the yard, I boarded the Star Raft. This time I didn't go to the Tianbosi, but to the Shen Ce Mansion instead.

When it comes to things like a new acting general, the top brass must hold a meeting to announce it. There is nothing to be nervous about, because if we really talk about seniority, to be honest, there are few among the current Luofu Liuyu who are older than him.

There were not many young people who could hold such a position. Moreover, more than 800 years had passed, and a new group of people had basically been replaced. Unknowingly, An Jing had also become a member of the older generation.

The leader of the Yunqi Army, General Teng Xiao, is an old acquaintance; he is not familiar with the Taibu of the Taibusi, a girl named Yuehe, who looks very kind, and a bit gentle on the outside but strong on the inside.

The guy in Tianbosi was an old acquaintance. He was the one who recommended him. He was an interesting guy. A grown man who liked Kirby and even wrote a novel with Kirby as the protagonist. Everyone in the company jokingly called him Fan Ye.

The boss of Dan Ding Si is a familiar figure. Everyone calls him Lao Li. He is a middle-aged man with a childlike heart. I heard that he has a habit that is a bit difficult to talk about... It seems that he likes to eat foot skin...

Well, he doesn’t know. He just heard it from others. It’s none of his business.

The Industrial and Manufacturing Division has the deepest connection with him.

It is touching to think that the boy Dongfang Zhu, who listened to him talk about the last elbow, has now become the plastering saint of the Construction Company. He had seen him sweeping snow on the Starry Sky Railway before.

He didn't recognize the one from Dihengsi at all. His name was Xun, and he was said to be a card player... He didn't play card games very often and didn't know much about that.

Only the most senior people from their departments would attend this meeting, with at most Jing Yuan who is currently assigned as a junior secretary. His role would be just to meet and get to know each other.

They are not needed for the handover of the work, as this matter is under the jurisdiction of Teng Xiao. Besides, he is just an agent, so the workload is not much.

Sitting in the office assigned to him, An Jing slumped in his chair, while his secretary Jing Yuan stood beside him holding a folder, bending over slightly.

"Uncle Master...it's time for us to get started."

The boy glanced at her and said, "When working, I refer to my position by title. Call me General."

"...Excuse me, Acting General, this is only your first day in office..."

"the next day."

"..."

Jing Yuan was a little speechless.

Damn it, this old bastard, is he so arrogant just because he got a promotion?

She thought about it and decided to endure it.

"General, we should get started."

Gnashing teeth and whispering.

"Alas, today's young comrades are becoming more and more ignorant."

The young man sighed in a pretentious manner, which made Jing Yuan clench his fists. He picked up the top folder from the stack of folders in Jing Yuan's arms, gently opened it, and his expression suddenly became gloomy.

"Damn it, killing someone also requires destroying their heart?!"

In his hand was the leave application that was to be approved for Jingliu!

Let him take a good look at your reason for leave...

Feeling unwell?!

"You are the great sword master of Luofu! The leader of swordsmanship! But you can't even overcome a little discomfort. With such a weak body, isn't this a kind of unworthiness?!"

"It's really ironic to hear you say 'unworthy of your position'..."

Jing Yuan said casually with a wandering look in his eyes.

"Ok?"

An Jing frowned slightly and looked at her.

"I mean, you're right. We should have nerfed that damn Mirror Style Swordbird a long time ago and let this despicable old thing go home and retire!"

"Hey, it's not that excessive."

Seeing that Jing Yuan was getting more and more excited in his scolding, and that his temper had become somewhat personal, the young man hurriedly stopped him to prevent the situation from getting out of control.

He continued to look downward.

"Since it's because of physical discomfort, there must be a certificate issued by the Dan Ding Division, right? Where is the certificate?"

"No."