Wen Yiming saw that the corners of Zeng Tianyou's eyes couldn't help twitching, and then he was a little wet. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He could feel that Zeng Tianyou had never breathed from beginning to end even in the tavern, but at this time, he was a little heavy, and his lips were squirming, as if he wanted to speak and stopped.

Wen Yiming took out the bloody book rag on that side, stepped forward and put it in Zeng Tianyou's hand, and said bluntly: "I have been sending these two things to you from the north, how to decide is your business, maybe Wen Ziyu is my biological father, but I don't care about his life and death, if it weren't for the sake of him remembering my mother, I wouldn't have come this time." ”

Zeng Tianyou squirmed his lower lips, returned the copper piece to Wen Yiming, unfolded the blood book rag, glanced at it and was stunned again, but his expression was no longer dull, and he returned the blood book to Wen Yiming, his eyes flashed with a look of memory, and his emotions were extremely complicated, resentment, humiliation, unwillingness, helplessness, and so on.

After a long time, looking at Wen Yiming's gaze had calmed down, only a trace of loneliness remained, and only after a while did he say in a hoarse voice: "Soldiers can be killed, not humiliated!" ”

Wen Yiming frowned and didn't speak, he could hear from Zeng Tianyou's tone that those insults in the town had no effect on him, and he should have suffered even more unwilling humiliation.

Turning around, Zeng Tianyou slowed down his pace and said, "Come with me, I haven't talked to anyone for ten years, I have to think about it." ”

Wen Yiming walked forward, secretly feeling lucky for Wen Ziyu, and at the same time had a hint of admiration.

No matter what kind of person Wen Ziyu is, he can make a martial king who has been a waste of martial arts for ten years open his mouth to accept a person who sent a letter again, which shows how far the relationship between the two has reached.

People who have such friends believe that Wen Ziyu is not useless, this is his true thought.

Not slowly, the two of them walked through the barren mountains and dense forests for nearly half an hour, and before they came to a cliff near the mountain, a simple cave below that could smell the smell from a distance appeared in front of them.

What shocked Wen Yiming the most was that he had never seen so many wine jars, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that they were piled up.

Wen Yiming looked up at the wine jar piled up on the cliff more than 30 zhang high, like a tile altar mountain, and secretly smacked his tongue.

Zeng Tianyou stopped dozens of meters away from the cave, sat down on a rock, glanced at the towering tile altar, and said: "Nine turns of the moon and the cold autumn water, this business should be angry." Things are not people, I can't imagine that your father and I will meet each other. ”

Wen Yiming frowned slightly and didn't speak, but he had already heard the meaning of Zeng Tianyou's words, and he had decided to go to the south, and his heart was much more relaxed.

After finishing one thing, it seems that the pressure in his heart has been reduced by more than half, and he also knows that this is because of his mother Jiang Xian.

Zeng Tianyou raised his head and smoked the bottom of the wine jar to the sky, and the clothes that exuded a peculiar smell were stained with the wine, and a pungent smell came out.

He burped, raised his hand and threw the jar away, and the jar shook the air with a gurgling sound, and then landed on the top of the thirty zhang high, without the slightest movement or sound, as if it had been gently placed on it.

Good guy! Wen Yiming secretly praised, he couldn't do it with this hand, and he had to smash this tile altar mountain if he threw it up.

Zeng Tianyou took out another jar of wine and poured it violently, and said: "That copper piece was obtained by me and your father in a secret realm, and when he returned to the south, I gave it to him, promising to do something for him or his descendants when I saw this token." ”

Wen Yiming waved his hand and said: "Senior, I think you are mistaken, Wen Ziyu and I have nothing to do with it at the moment, I haven't seen what he looks like, I am me, he is him! Also, I am only responsible for delivering things, as for whether you go to the south or continue to live a decadent life, it is none of my business." ”

To be honest, Wen Yiming was also a little influenced by the people in the town, and he didn't have any reverence for a martial king like Zeng Tianyou.

Don't look at his eagerness on the way to the northern Xinjiang, and at this time, the token was delivered, Zeng Tianyou also had the intention of going to the south, and he had no worries about this matter in his heart, and what he said was all from his heart.

Moreover, even if Wen Ziyu was his biological father, with the area and cultivation he was in at this time, he could only look at the south and sigh to himself.

Zeng Tianyou naturally heard the impatience in Wen Yiming's tone, and said: "You may think that I live a bad life, what about the Martial King, he is still a human!"

Wen Yiming didn't answer, he didn't participate in these evaluations, the road was all chosen by himself, and how to go was someone else's business. He knew that Zeng Tianyou was intermittent, organizing language in the wine.

"Ten years ago, I was the first fierce general of the Shadow Legion and the youngest martial king in the entire Northern Frontier, and I was only in my forties at the time. ”

Zeng Tianyou's bland memories again still shocked Wen Yiming, and with Zeng Tianyou's sip of wine and a faint statement, Wen Yiming also knew the glory of this former fierce general, as well as some of the situations in northern Xinjiang.

Northern Xinjiang is the largest region of the Four Great Domains, and Dongsen is slightly inferior, because of the flood of alien races and fierce beasts, and even a frenzy will break out every few decades, and most of the former top war gods have died in resisting the tide of beasts and alien races.

In the past hundred years, there has been no god of war in northern Xinjiang, and even the martial saints are pitiful. However, the breeding of fierce beasts has not declined, and the invasion of foreign races has not stopped, which has led to the regular reinforcements of the eastern and western regions at regular intervals.

Because the northern Xinjiang is broken, the next region is the Eastern Forest or the Western Regions, and everyone understands the truth of cold lips and teeth.

At the beginning, there were no less than one or two gods of war among the strong men sent by the eastern and western domains on a regular basis, and with each time the reinforcements sent came and went, the major sects of the two domains gradually became difficult to unify their opinions, and they were all perfunctory.

And Zeng Tianyou was the reinforcement from Dongsen at the beginning, he was not yet twenty years old at the time, and he was almost cannon fodder for indiscriminate use, but he survived in the Shadow Legion.

With the revelation of talent, Zeng Tianyou rose step by step, started a family, and had two sons and a daughter before the age of forty. - The martial arts of rebirth

In his forties, he guarded the three cities in the far north, and it can be said that he was a celebrity above 10,000 people under one person in the Shadow Army.

His cultivation is crowned as the youngest martial king in northern Xinjiang, and no one can match the heavy gun in his hand, and is known as the king of guns.

With a successful career, a happy family, and a high level of cultivation, Zeng Tianyou at that time could be described as proud of the spring breeze and envious of others.

Speaking of this, Zeng Tianyou's eyes showed a faint warmth, with a hint of sadness.

Throwing the fifth empty altar to the top of the tile altar, Zeng Tianyou grabbed a strip of beard and wiped his face, and after being silent for a long time, he said: "Later, maybe you have heard a little, because I was drunk and misunderstood, the Biansai alien race broke out, and the three cities were slaughtered, and it is estimated that I am the only one who survived." ”

In the miserable laughter, there was a layer of mist in Zeng Tianyou's eyes, "Thousands of brothers who have followed me for many years, none of their wives and children survived to save me, but they still can't escape their doom, and they have no corpses." And I... but he hurried thousands of miles away from the border plug. ”

Zeng Tianyou frowned, almost twisted into a ball, his eyes suddenly erupted with humiliating resentment, and he said in a trembling voice: "When I return to the Storm Storm Gorge Pass in the border stopper, do you know what I saw?"