The two of them were eating dried meat and tasting wine, and the strong aroma of wine almost didn't make Suharto's saliva on the side, but it was actually already out, but he turned his head and sucked it back.

Xu Qing turned his head and happened to see this guy spitting, and waved his hand very boldly: "If you don't dislike it, just sit down and drink some together, it's rare to meet that it's fate." ”

Suharto smiled and thanked them, and sat cross-legged beside them, and Dalen handed over the leather bag containing the wine, drowning the wine worm that had been fluttering in his stomach for a while.

The wine is good wine, drunk too much is intoxicating, the meat is good meat, and the food is too greasy, the two of you pour more than six catties of good wine, because Xu Qing, who didn't use other methods to sober up, felt a little dizzy, this wine is delicious, and the stamina is not covered.

At this time, a horse team came out of the city gate, the Mongolian horses of Qingyishui, there were about twenty or so, and the horses on the back were all strong young athletes, all of them were sleeveless short robes, and the bronzed skin was particularly eye-catching in the sun, if you didn't look closely, you couldn't find that there was a middle-aged man with a sick face at the end of the team, he was Xu Qing's biological father, Chahara Ashig, whose Chinese name is Tie Wenbin.

If it was changed in the past, he would have been very excited to hear the news of the key of the imperial tomb, but now it is different, the news of the key of the imperial tomb is like a stinger, when the key changes hands, the key will naturally be handed over, which is undoubtedly great news for people who covet the treasure of their ancestors.

Just now, Tengtemu brought the news back, saying that the person who sent the key to the imperial tomb wanted to let the Khan King go to see him in person, which made Ashige, who was already nervous, angry, but then Tengtemu's words aroused his curiosity, because the young man from Huaxia was very powerful, and he could even avoid bullets, and he was a real master.

Ashige's heart throbbed when he heard that it was the Chinese who gave the key to the imperial tomb, and later heard that this young man was still a very powerful master, and he was even more excited.

To sum up the above reasons, Ahige decided to take the sick body to meet this mysterious Chinese young man in person, from a distance he saw three people sitting around drinking wine and eating meat, two of them he had seen, and the remaining one should be the Chinese young man Tengtemu said, when he saw Xu Qing's face clearly, the whole person suddenly froze in place.

The man froze, the horse did not move, Asig was completely stunned, a flush like a return to light suddenly appeared on his pale face, and two points of scorching brilliance flashed in his originally cloudy eyes, and then he was hazy by the mist......

Xu Qing also saw Asig sitting on the horse, and his heart also palpitated, is this sickly-looking middle-aged man the irresponsible father? Tie Wenbin, what an iron word, an iron-hearted heart that abandons his wife and children...... Unconsciously, his eyes moistened, he sniffed and turned his head, grabbed the skin bag around him and poured it violently.

Wine is a man's favorite sorrow object, not to escape, but to anesthetize the throbbing heart, mother, the more you want to get drunk, the more this wine seems to be as weak as drinking water, maybe the wine is more sad is this damn tune, family affection is close at hand, but out of reach!