Not long after, the boss and waiter came to the door again. The two of them quickly unloaded the wine, and in an instant the aroma of wine overflowed the room. After touting each other, the boss was happily sent into the elevator by his father. I watched the bright red number on the screen on the floor of the elevator jump to one, and then I entered the room and locked the door, releasing the two generals. The 100-square-meter house seemed a little cramped at this time, but fortunately, the general's mansion was both real and virtual, and it could not occupy many boundaries. Lian Po Zhao Yun's condition is the same as mine, the scars from last night are gone, and the speed of healing is a hundred times faster than usual, if God helps.

As soon as they said that they were seated, the three of them had an argument. His father asked him to take the seat because Lian Po was the oldest, and Lian Po thought that his father was the father of the king, and Yu Zhong and Xiao were all first-class seats today. Zhao Yun helped Lian Po to persuade his father, and on the other hand, he stood in front of the lowest position. I really didn't understand, so I stood aside and waited for my father to tell me where to sit. But Lian Po doesn't think so, in his eyes, I am not an ignorant teenager, but an upright monarch.

"Lord, please take your seat. ”

Seeing Lian Po's face flushed, my father and I were happy. I said I don't understand, no, you can take a seat. Lian was in a hurry and was about to speak, but he heard Zilong on the side pulling his mother's arm:

"The Queen Mother is about to sit down, Zilong can wait. ”

In the end, my father sat on the top, followed by my mother, and then me. General Lian Zhao sat down with the elders and children, and they were all quite satisfied. So the "banquet" began, Zilong grabbed the wine jar and filled everyone's bowls, just flush the edge of the bowl, and not a drop leaked. What surprised me even more was that my father, Lian Po, and Zilong picked up the bowl and never spilled a drop. "Why are you so slow. Loose wine is not intoxicating. Father Nunu mouthed, "When you are the soul master, you don't have any alcohol at all?"

"This bowl is too big, too. I said, "I've drunk it before." ”

The three of them all laughed, and their father first straightened up and saluted Lian Po: "Let's not wait for him, this is my treat, and I don't have so much etiquette - so General Lian, I have to salute you first for this first bowl." The dog is stubborn, and if it weren't for General Lian's care, there would be no today. After speaking, the wine bowl in the hands of the two of them was lightly struck, and the softness in it stood in the throats of both sides. The sound of "coo-dong" and "coo-dong" wine sliding down the throat is both tempting and a little scary.

"General Zhao, this second bowl is for you. The general and the dog didn't get along for long, but what the general did for him was enough for him to report for a lifetime. In the future, I hope that the general will work tirelessly and take care of him again. ”

Zhao Yun is not inferior to Lian Po, not to mention that the fighting body they are holding now is extremely tall, and the huge wine bowl in my hand is like a wine cup to him.

"······· kid"

"Okay, I don't drink. ”

My mother scolded my father and then gave me a look. Before I could react, my father's body was already aligned with me.

"Guo Qian. ”

"Hmm. ”

"As for you, I'm not going to honor each other as father and son. ”

"Yes. ”

"Did you realize that?"

"What?"

"Daddy, I ······"

"It's a soul master!" my father and I said in unison. I had hoped that he would have given a different answer, but looking at his pure black and beautiful eyes, I suddenly realized a fact that I had ignored for a long time.

Father's eyes are famous for their beauty. Those who met him said that he had the most perfect eye sockets in the world, and the largest, brightest, clearest eyes. I'm proud of it, but I've never noticed the corners of his eyes, red and bloodshot, mixed with heavy purple.

"Wait a few decades, and your eyes will be the same as mine. When the yin veins are dried up and the yin qi dissipates, these lines will be left on the corners of the eyes. Whether it symbolizes glory or pain, it's up to you. ”

"That means, Dad, you're no longer the soul master now?"

"If I still am, you won't notice it. Hahaha little fool, he doesn't even know enough about his father who gets along day and night, and he is not always deceived when he goes out. My father's smile was dry, and I understood that he didn't want to continue to discuss the simple and complex topic of why he was no longer the soul master.

The father shook the bowl gently, but still did not spill a drop of wine. He raised his head and drank it down, as if pressing, pouring a story that had already gotten into his throat back into his gut.

Seeing this, I also drank all the wine in the bowl, saying that it was drunk, and at least a third of it slipped away from the corners of my mouth. In fact, at this point, the wine is no longer important. I saw my father's eyes, hazy and poignant like mist, and I knew that he couldn't swallow that story.

He said that he only had one general, because there was only one of his generals' palace.

At the age of twenty, he said, he saw him—and the general knelt before him so naturally and reverently. He told the general that he was born without his father's talent, he only had a general's mansion, and he couldn't take the road of martial soul hegemony, so he asked the general to say goodbye. But the general said that loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness, loyalty is greater than the sky. The general said that as a second life of a martial spirit, he entrusted it to his father. The general's posture was tall and steep, and his eyes were as innocent as promised, which made him look drunk. He said that he had grown up listening to his stories, that he had wept over his fate, and that he had imagined the appearance of this remarkable general for countless nights.

"I wondered how it could be such a coincidence, it was really the same as I imagined. Can you say, isn't that fate?"

His father took him to the north and south, and he was invincible. My father said that at that time, God did not take him seriously, and as long as there was a general, there was nothing that could not be conquered. My father said that for the first time in those years, he felt that he had not insulted his grandfather's reputation, and even he felt that he could surpass my grandfather and become the martial soul of hundreds of dynasties and generations, the only monarch. End the era of martial spirits. My father said that it was my grandfather's will, which he had inherited, and that he had to fulfill it. So there is one thing that becomes very urgent and urgent.

"Martial King. ”

My father told me that I must become a martial king as soon as possible, and then become a soul emperor, so that the end of the martial soul era will become a matter of course.

But I'm too tender.

Father said he was too tender.

I don't understand the rest of the story. Bowl after bowl of wine, I have long stopped following it, only Lian Po Zilong silently accompanied him. The mother didn't know when she had already gotten into the bedroom, as if she was running away from her father's next story. I think it's almost time for the story: it's time for the mother to come out.

"Ninety Thousand Miles of Wind Peng is moving!"

The father let out a howl of pain and immediately fell drunk on the table. The bowl he had just held in his hand was emptied, and the wine flowed to the ground, as if it had been poured on purpose during the memorial service. Lian Po and Zilong had heavy faces, respected their father uprightly, and immediately drank all the wine.

"Lian Po, if you hear clearly, tell me what happened later. ”

"Lord, I didn't hear you clearly. Lian Po said, "But before I met the Lord, I wandered in the Central Plains for decades - what I just said, Lian Po heard. It was only today that I found out that the master was the Father of the Lord!"

"So what the hell?" I asked, "what happened?"

Before Lian Po could answer, his father got up first. He shook his body a few times, his eyes swept over a few of us, revealing endless regret.

"Ninety Thousand Miles of Wind Peng is moving!"