Chapter 862 was burned

Xu Qing's shoulders slid down, he took the leather bag in his hand and walked over, and when he arrived at his father, he took out those documents and notebooks from the leather bag and handed them over, Asig took the things and was not busy checking them, he raised his head and looked at Xu Qing's face, he could smell a strong bloody smell emanating from his son's body, this smell can only appear in people who have experienced several fights, that is to say, just now his son had experienced one or even several fights, and the bloody breath will not recede in a short time.

Asig's face was still a little pale, perhaps because of the cold, he had a thick cashmere blanket on his knees, that is, on his waist, he put the things in his hands on his knees, stared at his son for a long time, and sighed: "Alas! I am an incompetent father, and I am also an incompetent Khan king, I have not been happy for a day in these years, and to live for me is nothing but memories and self-blame......" In the end, he closed his eyes with a bitter face, he was worried about his son like all fathers in the world, and he really wanted to express it but didn't know where to start.

Xu Qing smiled indifferently and said: "It's over, forget it, when I had a dream, I'm alive and well now." The father and son have already recognized each other, and I don't know why he can generously call the father of the Khan King in front of others, but when he is alone, he seems to have donkey hair blocked in his throat, and he can't always call out.

Ashig opened his eyes, stretched out his finger and pointed to the empty chair next to him, "Sit down, tell me about your life over the years, is it okay?" ”

Father and son seem to have an invisible barrier together, even if there is no expression between words, it still exists.

Xu Qing smiled reluctantly, and sat on the chair next to his father, still using a very unnatural sitting style, that is, he only went up for half a year and August 15, as a Heavenly Realm martial artist, he was as restrained as a big child.

"You'd better look at this thing, oh! By the way, there is also a gold brick carved by the old man at the end of the year, saying that I will bring it to you. Xu Qing suddenly remembered something, and took out the heavy gold brick from his skin, and the words on it made him a little curious.

Ashige frowned slightly, took the gold brick and glanced at it, his eyes immediately couldn't take his eyes off, and after looking at it several times, his face gradually became solemn.

Xu Qingba clicked his lips, felt a little dry, glanced left and right, and saw that the leather bag containing wine in the wall of his bedroom was still there, and a cat jumped into the room and walked out with the skin, and there were a few catties of white in it, just enough to moisten his throat.

After lifting the plug and pouring a few sips, my father's deep voice came to my ears: "Do you know the holy shaman Ga Da Merlin?" ”

Gollum! Xu Qing took a sip of wine in his throat, and swallowed it for a few seconds, he wiped a handful of residual wine on his mouth, and said in surprise: "What do you say is Old Man Jun?" ”

Ashige nodded and said, "I don't know the old man you are talking about, but the ancient gold inscription on the gold brick is indeed written by the holy shaman Ga Da Merlin. ”

Xu Qing then recalled the scene when he met Jun Lao, the Jun Lao he saw just now was indeed a little weird, it stands to reason that he would not be so forgetful after meeting in the capital for a long time, it turned out to be a Li ghost after a long time, but this holy shaman must have something to do with Jun Lao, otherwise it is impossible to know Wang Tiangang's name, could it be a brother? Thinking of this, he immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed Master's number, this matter has to be clarified.