The Romantic Soldier King

Clown! A target of ten thousand people's laughter. No one wants to know who he is? Standing in the middle of the stage, he was just an idiot who made people laugh. Idiot! It was his duty to make people laugh!    

With a wide mouth and an extremely foolish red nose, he teased the entire audience with a comical posture to curry favor with them. After laughing, who would ask if this clown would feel sad? Would he cry? Would he hurt?    

Clown! A man who lives in a comedy with a mask on. He creates countless souls to represent himself, but he forgets himself when he takes off his mask.    

Ye Cheng suddenly looked at Qiao Yingzhe with sorrow, his gentle eyes were filled with sympathy and sorrow, he raised his right hand and caressed's face, and slowly walked forward. A comedy written by a tragic character, no matter how good the script is, it's still sad. Mr. Clown, take off your mask. Your movie is over! "    

Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!    

, who was in Ye Cheng's hands, seemed to have broken down and scattered on the ground in a wave of commotion.    

He stared at the person who climbed out from the crevice and said as he picked up the mask on his face and put it on, then turned his head to look at Ye Cheng.    

The clown that was putting together his own body laughed at Ye Cheng. It was as if his throat was being ripped apart, even if he did not make a sound, he would emit the sound of a blower.    

Ye Cheng knew that all he could see were illusions. If he really believed it, then death awaited him.    

"You are the strongest opponent I have ever met. I pay my respects to you!" The clown took off his manners and saluted Ye Cheng with French etiquette. His right foot stretched backwards to his left foot, and he squatted down at a 45 degree angle, with both of his hands spread out, he placed his fingers on Ye Cheng's body. He then took out a white rose and placed it in front of Ye Cheng like a magic trick.    

The distance between the two was only a few centimeters. Ye Cheng seemed to be unprepared as he stood there, but in reality, every pore of his body had expanded, his hair was erect, and his blood was boiling in his body.    

The clown brought the white rose to Ye Cheng's front, and his hoarse laughter passed through Ye Cheng's body. The white rose was in Ye Cheng's pocket, and the clown's body had already passed through him.    

The feeling of being cut through the skin was deeply imprinted in Ye Cheng's heart. This was a terrifying opponent.    

"Welcome to the world of clowns!"    

The clown mask went back to Ye Cheng's side and jumped around with its mouth wide open. He suddenly jumped up and down, suddenly forward and back, like a doll with a spring inside its body, he made all sorts of strange poses, twisting his body to perform at angles that normal people would not be able to perform at.    

The clown mask became sorrowful. He stood there and roared at Ye Cheng: "Why aren't you smiling? Why don't you laugh? "    

The duty of a clown was to make others laugh. A clown who could not make the audience laugh was not a good clown!    

The unacknowledged clown was infuriated, he was like a burning monster as he spun in place, tearing apart his own body and rushing towards Ye Cheng like a hurricane.    

The Ye Cheng Chains connected and retreated, the hurricane whizzed past his head and rushed towards his head.    

"Blood droplets?" Ye Cheng cried out in alarm, just as he dodged, a strange lock blade in the hurricane formed a long whip that slashed downwards. This thing could change form its own shape according to the wielder's will. It could be long or short, flat or round. He could not figure out what it looked like when it attacked, and it was very hard to control.    

The clown spun around in midair, and a hurricane quickly gathered to form his body, which floated in the air. "His big mouth fell open, revealing a sad expression." "Why aren't you smiling? Wasn't it fun just now?"    

Nonsense! Ye Cheng cursed at the bottom of his heart. This guy was a lunatic for a part-time job.    

The clown raised the lock blade in his hand and flung it into the air, releasing a "ka ka" sound. The knot on the lock blade undid itself, forming a gear that rolled towards Ye Cheng.    

Ye Cheng took out his blade and jumped up from the ground, the tip of the blade stuck onto the sharp teeth of the gear and the huge force twisted Ye Cheng and his blade. The friction between the blade and teeth, as well as the sparks produced by the impact, landed on Ye Cheng's surroundings, releasing a burst of kind-hearted fireballs, just like a drop of sparks dropped onto gasoline, and with a bang, sparks exploded out.    

Cluck! Cluck! Cluck!    

The clown laughed out loud seeing Ye Cheng being burned, he clapped his hands and jumped around. Suddenly, he stopped moving. As he stared at the fiery figure that was burning even brighter, he began to tremble and cry.    

The clown stopped laughing. He cried and shouted loudly, his face covered in tears. His body started to collapse, slowly disappearing into the air along with the hurricane.    

Pata!    

The mask fell to the ground and cracked!    

Ye Cheng raised his head and looked at the blue sky. With one leg, he crushed the mask, and the flames melted the powder that was blown away by the wind.    

The illusory realm gradually disappeared following the departure of the clown mask. Ye Cheng withdrew the Jinyang Qi, he swiftly hid it within the forest, and the sky began to clear, revealing the blue sky and white clouds.    

On the windowsill on the third floor, Xiao Dao was staring at Ye Cheng in a daze. He was deeply shocked, he was probably unable to match that kind of godly strength in his entire life.    

"Come down!" Sensing that the danger was gone, Qiao Rubing asked Xiao Dao.    

"" Xiao Dao turned around and jumped down, his face was filled with unwillingness. " He escaped. "    

The door to the ward was forcefully kicked open, causing Qiao Yingzhe to barge in like a delinquent. When he saw Qiao Rubing peacefully sitting on the bed, he was like a child who had lost all his breath, and fell onto the floor.    

Xiao Dao saw that someone was coming, so he obediently left before returning. He stood in front of Qiao Yingzhe and said unceremoniously: "Take off your clothes!"    

Qiao Yingzhe didn't react in time as he stared at the fourteen or fifteen year old Xiao Dao. "What?"    

"Take off your clothes!"    

"Uh, you're too young!"    

Xiao Dao jumped up, his gaze landed on Qiao Yingzhe's lower abdomen, and frowned.    

This disdainful gaze seemed to reveal some sort of message as Qiao Yingzhe instinctively placed both of his hands on his own vitals. I don't love children, so my orientation is normal. "    

Xiao Dao felt that there was something wrong with this person's brain, so he impolitely stepped on Qiao Yingzhe's back. He raised the edge of his clothes with his hands, and smoothly pulled his jacket out of Qiao Yingzhe's head.    

Just as Qiao Yingzhe was about to raise his hand to attack, one of the arms in the jacket had already been detached from the other arm. As for the other arm, Xiao Dao felt that it was troublesome and directly snapped it before leaving the ward.    

"Qiao Rubing chuckled as he stared at the defeated Qiao Yingzhe. "Don't be sad, dear little brother. I will buy you another limited sum for you."    

"No!"    

Xiao Dao took his clothes and rushed out of the building. He entered the forest and discovered that Ye Cheng was lying on top of a tree, fast asleep, naked.    

Ye Cheng smacked his lips, the good news in his dream kept on popping up, he did not notice a pair of inquiring black eyes sizing him up at all.    

"En, bo bo!"    

Bang!    

When he dreamt that Ye Cheng's body was set ablaze by a golden-haired and green-eyed girl, and he finally caught her hand with great difficulty. Just as he was about to kiss one, he was kicked off the bed by a beauty.    

"Hehehe!" Ye Cheng laughed dryly twice. This, physiological reaction, will come to light when you grow hair. "    

Xiao Dao passed the clothes to Ye Cheng, and said very seriously: "Master, I have already grown hair!"    

Uh!    

Ye Cheng was speechless, he only felt that there were no numbers on his chest that jumped around and became dejected.    

Qiao Yingzhe's clothes were a little torn when he wore them. They could block the front but not the back. Ye Cheng innocently waited for the Sky Bearing Pillar that could not be sustained and started to complain. How could he get out like this! "About that, help me get a set of patient clothes."    

The small blade followed Ye Cheng's finger and looked at it, there were a lot of patient clothes behind the forest, he nodded and hid, and after he successfully retrieved the clothes, he saw a beautiful lens, causing his face to flush red.    

Ye Cheng was currently working hard, he realized that every time he used the seal's power, this Comrade Little Qing Zhu would become unusually lively, even if he rolled his mouth, it would be useless.    

"Master, clothes!"    

Ye Cheng screamed like a woman, and took his jacket and covered his hands. Let, let! "    

"Master, what are you doing? Why are your face so red?" Xiao Dao glared with his pure eyes and took a step forward, his small hand covering Ye Cheng's forehead as he said doubtfully: "It's so hot, Master, are you alright!"    

"Who sent the f * ck? Can the little ghost even speak?"    

"Xiao Dao moved his mouth to the side." They are here, master still has seven minutes to solve the problem by himself. "    

Ye Cheng immediately felt that he had been petrified. He turned his head with a face even bigger than a cooked prawn.    

"Five and a half more minutes!"    

A series of roars came from the forest, and the black doctor who had just walked out of the building could not help but retract his right leg. He turned his head to look at Qiao Rubing; Stay here, I'll go take a look. Maybe that guy hasn't left yet. "    

The Black Doctor rushed into the forest as fast as he could, just in time to see Ye Cheng stand up from the ground while carrying his pants.    

Ye Cheng grinned, tied up his pants, and wrapped his arm around the black doctor's neck as he walked out.    

In the sickroom, Qiao Yingzhe glared at Xiao Dao with hostility. However, because Qiao Rubing was like a hen protecting a chick and hid the knife behind his back, he could only use his eyes to kill to his heart's content.    

Ye Cheng stretched out his head and exhaled a few mouthfuls of smoke. The sunset had turned a peculiar scarlet color, and the sky seemed to be swallowed up by it.    

The sudden escape of the clown mask caused Ye Cheng to be stuck in a deadlock.    

He had brought Ye Cheng good news and not bad news. With Qiao Rubing's current condition, it was as he had expected, unable to complete the discharge procedure.    

The atmosphere was already tense enough, when the black doctor arrived, his solemn expression was even more suffocating.    

"Am I about to give birth?"    

The black doctor hesitated for a moment before he nodded. "Don't worry, the child is healthy. The dad came to the office with me."    

Ye Cheng turned around. His expression was worried and he hung his head low. He glared at the black doctor with hatred as he walked out. In the hallway, Ye Cheng's powerful punch struck the right side of the black doctor's waist and directly pushed him into the safe passage. What did you say in front of Bing Bing? I wonder if pregnant women have problems here! "    

"I didn't say that there's a problem with her, so don't blame me for it." The black doctor immediately cut off the relationship.    

"No problem, what are you doing spending money?"    

"A routine inquiry!" The black doctor tapped the folder on Ye Cheng's stomach and walked towards the fifth floor. However, from the doctor's point of view, I suggest that Qiao Rubing undergo a caesarean section. Her stomach is a bit big, and the palace entrance is a bit small.    

Ye Cheng didn't understand the meaning of the term "professional", but he understood that the child was born with a big hole, and it was not easy to get out. Is it scarring after laparotomy? "    

"Do you mind?"    

Ye Cheng shook his head. "I don't mind my fart. If you like her, you won't have enough time to do so. That is a symbol of the crystallization of our love."    

The corner of the Black Doctor's mouth twitched a few times. He stared at the face that owed him a beating, and silently opened the door to his office. I expect your woman will be giving birth on the weekend, and during these four days, you can arrange it yourself. I can't possibly be following her around twenty-four hours a day. "    

Ye Cheng laid down on the sofa, lit up a cigarette and smoked a few mouthfuls of smoke, which he extinguished.    

"Can I use the pet store downstairs?"    

The black doctor stared at Ye Cheng with alert. What are you trying to do? That's my personal property. "    

"The land is mine! Private my ass! If you want to argue with me again, I'll let you tear it down and carry it away."    

"Fine, fine. What do you want?"    

Ye Cheng began to laugh which caused the Black Doctor's hair to stand on end.