Zeng Tianyou's emotions were very excited, as if he hadn't been like this for many years, and the expression on his face looked hideous and distorted. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Wen Yiming didn't answer, he estimated that the next thing was the reason why Zeng Tianyou was so bald.

Zeng Tianyou felt that his breath was a little uncontrollable, and he took out a jar of wine and drank it all in one go, but he no longer threw it away, but turned his hand and clasped it on his head.

Almost crying, Zeng Tianyou laughed miserably: "There are the heads of my wife and children and the severed limbs that I tried every possible way to find on the inner city gate, two men and two women with four heads, my eldest son is nineteen years old, and the youngest daughter is only five months old! Hahahaha..."

I... Damn! Wen Yiming's heart twitched fiercely, even if Zeng Tianyou deserved to die, this kind of venting his anger with the corpses of his family members is indeed unbearable, especially a five-month-old baby, Wen Yiming's heart was numb when he thought about it, and he was blocked.

Although it doesn't work in northern Xinjiang, the corpses of innocent babies shouldn't be treated like this. He asked himself if he would go crazy if he faced all this.

He couldn't figure out how a fierce general who had been fighting all year round could survive under this result, if he wanted to endure humiliation and revenge, he shouldn't have done this to himself!

Zeng Tianyou didn't speak for a long time, and he didn't drink anymore, so he let the tears flow two traces on his face, and looked at the towering mountain tile altar in distraction.

Wen Yiming didn't know how to persuade him, Zeng Tianyou's family was ruined and the ending of the corpse was humiliated, which was bitter, but his crimes and the unjust soul of the three cities, Zeng Tianyou could not forgive his sins even if he died, and this kind of justice is difficult to settle clearly.

Neither of them spoke, just sat silently on the rock, letting time slip away.

As the sun sets, the afterglow is slanting, the temperature of the air gradually drops, and a little fog spreads out of the barren forest.

With a long sigh, Zeng Tianyou laughed at himself, "The shadow master of the Shadow Legion, Chu Huan, led the army to stop the frenzy of this alien invasion. The war broke out suddenly, and ended surprisingly quickly; the remaining soldiers of the three cities were less than a thousand, all of whom were dug out and executed by Chu Huan in public, and the corpses were hung on the wall of the border fortress all day long, and it is said that after three years the ropes were cut off, and these corpses that had already dried fell to the ground, which was regarded as dust. ”

Zeng Tianyou held his palm like a knife, waved his hand to shave off his long beard, and said: "At that time, I was the peak of the fifth layer of the Martial King, and I was unable to do anything in the face of Chu Huan, who was the eighth layer of the Martial Saint, and I was unable to do anything. ”

"I can die, but I want my wife and children to be buried in peace! I can only think that I can't do it!" Zeng Tianyou's red eyes were red, looking at Wen Yiming's eyes full of helplessness, "He asked me to choose, if I begged for death, I would keep the heads of my wife and children intact with medicinal solutions, hang the city gate, and those who enter and exit will pass through it, and change the city every month." ”

Looking at Wen Yiming, Zeng Tianyou let out a laugh that was worse than crying, and said, "Can I die?"

Wen Yiming gritted his sour teeth and said, "What if you live?"

"If he is alive, he will let the corpses of my wife and children be buried in the ground, and no one will trample on them!" Zeng Tianyou suddenly laughed normally, "The price is that he will kneel for a month in each city he occupies, and then he will not be allowed to enter the city for the rest of his life, and he will not be able to hurt people in the northern Xinjiang, but can only be bullied." Otherwise, the bones of my wife and children will be exhumed, and all those who are related to me and my wife will be found, and their blood will be soaked in the bones of my wife and children every day. ”

"Grass!" Wen Yiming felt that this Chu Huan was perverted enough, he grasped Zeng Tianyou's weakness and forced a martial king to live worse than death, but because his deceased relatives wanted to live in humiliation, the means could not be described as ruthless.

Wen Yiming wanted to ask Zeng Tianyou why he didn't open the northern frontier, but after thinking about it, he understood that the Demon Rock City from the northwest ferry to the main city of the mad shadow almost covered one-third of the territory of the northern frontier, and it was impossible for Zeng Tianyou to leave from the western ferry.

At the moment, Zeng Tianyou has the intention of going to the south, although he can implore Ling Yaohe to take him away in the Thunder Wing Eagle, but it will anger Chu Huan, with Zeng Tianyou's importance to family affection, how to deal with the next matter.

But he believes that Zeng Tianyou can live in humiliation for the souls of his deceased relatives, and with this kind of person's belief, he is by no means a hypocritical person.

Wen Yiming sighed: "Senior, the south is too far away, and when you arrive, Wen Ziyu doesn't know what the situation is." ”

Zeng Tianyou broke his hair, shook his head and said: "It is difficult for me to cross the northwest ferry, but it is not impossible, but I have no intention of leaving before." I Zeng Tianyou is like a mountain, there is no Wen Ziyu and I Zeng Tianyou is not the glory of the original. ”

Sighing, Zeng Tianyou cut off his long knotted hair and said, "Chu Huan is brutal and ruthless, but he is extremely committed. Since I promised to survive, he buried my wife and children, and sent people to guard them, and did not allow others to come close to him for 300 meters. In fact... Alas, he was a very difficult person to understand, and it was difficult for me to choose him this way. Forget it, you don't understand!"

Wen Yiming really didn't understand, and he couldn't figure out what the trouble was with Chu Huan's treatment of Zeng Tianyou. In the northern region, what else can make him suffer as the boss of the Shadow Legion?

Wen Yiming didn't ask, Zeng Tianyou didn't want to mention it, that is really a hardship, in fact, from the heart, after understanding the whole story, he admired Zeng Tianyou from the bottom of his heart.

He asked himself if he was himself, maybe he couldn't do this step, he could pay attention to family affection to such a point, even if he wasn't a real man.

It is not difficult to rise up in the midst of suffering and fight a bloody path; it is not difficult to survive in the face of adversity and make a comeback; and it is not difficult to defend the country in the field without fear of life and death.

Especially like Zeng Tianyou, who was spurned and bullied in humiliation and pain for the sake of family affection, and was wheezed in this world for ten years, just to seek satisfaction and hold on to the remaining bones of his relatives, it is really difficult, and not everyone can do it.

And for the sake of a promise made decades ago, to abandon the sustenance of the graves of relatives and get up again and go to the south, this is by no means a belief that can be exhausted.

Perhaps, this kind of person is overly pedantic, but it makes people respect from the heart.

Such a pure person, many people will never meet one in their lifetime, or even hear of it.

However, Wen Ziyu met and still had a lot of friendship, such a person, perhaps like Fang Xi's inference, is really outstanding.

Perhaps, he is really a good person! Wen Yiming thought of his mother Jiang Xian's tears.

Zeng Tianyou finished cleaning up, asked Wen Yiming, who was silently contemplative, for a set of clean clothes, and floated in the distance where the sound of the waterfall impact came.

A quarter of an hour later, Wen Yiming turned his head to look at the figure that was slowly coming, his eyebrows raised slightly, and he secretly applauded.

After cleaning up and washing and changing into clean clothes, Wen Yiming almost didn't recognize this person as Zeng Tianyou, with short hair and inches, burly and tall, still expressionless, but there was a touch of deep thought in his eyes.

If it weren't for the fact that the clothes were too small, many places were deliberately torn, and with the hard and strong facial lines, he would be a fierce iron-blooded soldier.

"If there is a spirit crystal, give me two million first, don't want the next grade!"

Wen Yiming's respect that had just risen was directly knocked away, and he pulled the corners of his mouth and said, "Let's go back to Breaking Courage Town with me first, those people probably don't know you anymore, the president of the Alchemy Guild sent me over, he can easily take you across the sea." ”

"That's very good!" Zeng Tianyou nodded, "Let's go!"