"He comes in, you go." the words are clean and powerful.

Chu Jingfeng said yes and looked at Yunmeng dragon, which meant to be more careful. He also had a feeling of attracting Yunmeng dragon. Yunmenglong nodded slightly, pushed the door and went in.

The commander's study is not big, with unusual simplicity and freshness. It can be seen that the commander is a forthright person. The books on the bookshelf are mostly ancient books such as "Shangshu" and "Daodejing", showing the commander's love for ancient books.

The commander looked at him, and he looked at the commander. Commander Ling Da is forty or fifty years old. His eyes are like copper bells. His hair is gray and mixed, but he is upright and powerful. Commander Ling gives people the feeling that he is not as sharp as a scabbard sword, but as powerful as a mountain. He gives people no less pressure than thousands of troops and horses. He is worthy of being the commander of thousands of troops. This kind of person naturally has a convincing temperament, not angry and calm.

The cloud dream dragon in commander Ling's eyes is also excellent: this young man is not as domineering, arrogant and frivolous as ordinary rich children. He is like a lake with clear and quiet water. It is rare that he can still be calm in the face of himself. In addition, according to the countless experience of commander Ling Da, this person is unfathomable. In short, the two old boys feel good about each other.

The commander smiled: "young man, sit down!"

Yunmenglong secretly scolded in his heart: if I don't bloom, call me young man. I can be your ancestor when I'm old. But there was no fluctuation on the surface, and he sat down.

"You saved Qi'er." Ling aopeng pondered.

Yunmenglong nodded, "yes."

"What reward do you want?" said Ling aopeng.

"No." yunmenglong shook his head firmly.

"Then you come?" Ling aopeng lifted his thick black eyebrows slightly.

"Give me a chance to see if I am qualified to be an instructor and serve you." Yun Menglong said.

Ling aopeng nodded silently and waved his hand. In less than 30 seconds, three people came in and took more than a dozen dishes and two bottles of Erguotou.

Ling aopeng said, "drink with me."

Yunmenglong nodded, "OK." he took a bottle of Erguotou.

They stopped talking. Like old friends for many years, they poured wine, raised their glasses and drank it all at once. Yunmenglong doesn't like drinking, but he can't help drinking. For him now, drinking is no different from drinking water. But he knew Erguotou was not a good wine. The commander of the three armed forces was surprised to like such an ordinary wine.