Yu Chifeng really picked up a treasure, he has always wanted a son, and he got it today!

He is really not patriarchal, but the father and son go into battle together to kill the enemy, which has always been a necessary parent-child activity and yearning for this kind of general.

This man's love for his son and daughter is very different.

This son has many scars on his body, and he will say that it is a mark of manhood, and the father is proud of it. But if it's a daughter, even if it's just a strand of hair, see if he doesn't pick up a knife to hack the other party's whole family.

Therefore, Wei Chifeng loves his daughter, and he will never let Xiaojing go into battle to kill the enemy. But he loves the son, and that will be where he goes, and where he is taken.

When the sun set on the western mountain, the young wolf of Yu Chi had already arrived at the bottom of the mountain, sniffed in Yu Chifeng's horse team, recognized his father's horse at once, and loyally stood aside and waited for Wei Chifeng to come down the mountain.

The white wolf passed on the loyalty, unity, and perseverance of the wolf to the young wolf, so that the young wolf became a natural elite general, and she was a qualified mother.

The sound of Guo De and Guo Gang gasping was heard in the air. Shame on people, the soldiers who killed the enemy ran down the mountain and were out of breath one by one. Sure enough, this Qinzhou can't stay any longer, and if they stay any longer, they will all become girls. The muscles have not grown, but the small belly has grown a lot.

When they saw the wolf from afar, they were convinced. Just now, all the way down, Wei Chi young wolf is not a little ahead of them, sometimes to a place where the road is difficult to walk, people even stop for a moment to show them a way.

They all came to the young wolf of Wei Chi, and the young wolf of Wei Chi immediately stretched out his paws and showed vigilance.

Guo Deguo just glanced at each other with a smile, and suddenly, his face was solemn, his hands were clenched into fists, he knelt down on one knee, and shouted: "Young Master!"

"Young Master!" Immediately, the other soldiers also knelt down in unison, and Lang Lang shouted.

The mountain wind blew through the rough faces of every kneeling soldier, and their solemn faces were full of respect and admiration for the young wolf of Wei Chi.

The young wolf of Wei Chi stood beside Wei Chifeng's horse, feeling something surging in his heart, which he couldn't describe, but he was deeply moved, and he lost his mind for a long time in the afterglow of the setting sun.

"Okay!" shouted loudly, and Wei Chifeng strode over. Everyone stood up in unison and greeted each other.

Yu Chi Shao Wolf immediately looked at him, and Yu Chi Feng went to the side of the horse: "Wolf, have you never ridden a horse? Daddy will teach you today!" Yu Chi Feng spoke with the domineering spirit of a man, and his father was already online, and he couldn't wait to pass on all his skills to this wolf.

He turned over and got on his horse and stretched out his hand to Yu Chi Shaowolf, "Come up!"

Yu Chi Young Wolf held Yu Chi Feng's big hand, Yu Chi Feng pulled, he jumped up on the horse, sat behind Yu Chi Feng, that is a completely different power from the she-wolf, Yu Chi Young Wolf felt a special, majestic power, from Yu Chi Feng's body.

"Huh!" everyone got on their horses.

"Rack!" Wei Chifeng shouted, and immediately the horse neighed and galloped!

Yu Chi Young Wolf sat behind Yu Chifeng, his hair was raised by the wind, this feeling of speed made his face smile, and he began to yearn for the days next by Yu Chifeng's side.

"Woo ————" A wolf howl came from the mountain, he immediately smiled and turned his head, and once again his eyes were wet with tears, he also raised his face and howled at the mountain: "Woo woo————"

In the orange twilight, the horse team once again stepped back in full order.

When passing through Pingshan North Village, the villagers saw the return of the horse team and the white-haired strange man behind Wei Chifeng, and immediately exclaimed to watch.

Wei Chifeng led the horse team to shuttle directly between them, and there was no intention of stopping at all. Everyone looked puzzled, but they couldn't catch up with the high-ranking horses.

At this moment, I saw Guo De tighten the reins, and one person stopped, standing among the villagers: "The person who injured Liu Dong has been found, it is the abandoned baby who was abandoned because of his white pupils." Abandoning a baby is a felony!

The villagers panicked. Of course, they knew that abandoning the baby was a felony, so they quietly threw it in the mountains like that, but they didn't know who it was, and they had never heard of someone having a white pupil. There are two villages in Pingshan, maybe the people from Nancun did this.

Seeing that no one dared to speak, Guo De sneered contemptuously, and continued: "Today, the general of my family is surprised to see his bones, and he has been accepted as a righteous son, if you are not satisfied, you can come to the camp to ask for someone!"

Guo De's words made the melon-eating masses stand still! What? A wounded white-eyed monster was actually recognized as a righteous son by the general? Who dared to go to the barracks to ask for someone?

Liu Dong's parents were stunned, they couldn't react for a while, and forgot to ask for someone.

Guo De took out a bag of silver and threw it to Liu Dong's father, who was standing stupidly: "This is the medicine fee that my general paid to your Liu Dong, since his righteous son hurt people, he will naturally pay for the medicine." If you have any objections, you can come to Qinzhou to find my general, my general is the general of Qinzhou Mansion guarding the city: Wei Chifeng!" Guo De said loudly and rode away.

Liu Dong's parents looked at the silver in their hands blankly, and checked it, "Yo! It's a lot! This is earned! With so much money, who will accept it if they don't see it? Besides, Liu Dong's injury is really like a dog bite, and he can't ask for so much money at all. It's a pity that the death of his eldest son has nothing to do with this strange man, otherwise, maybe he could have asked for more money.

The old couple was sad and happy, and they didn't know what kind of expression to put on their faces.

Some people secretly rejoice in their hearts, and some people are worried. Mr. and Mrs. He are still waiting for their baby son to come back in their yard.

Since they went up the mountain, the villagers of Nancun have returned to their own villages. The Liu family buried their son with nothing to see, and it was still unlucky, so they all scattered and went back to their respective homes.

He Lao Xiucai squatted on the threshold of his house and smoked in front of Pingshan, very sad.

Lin Yuniang sat stupidly on the side, lost her soul, and just kept whispering: "True immortal...... True Immortal ......"

"Hey......" He Lao Xiucai sighed, this is really easy to please God...... It's hard to send God.

At sunset, the two villages are quiet.

Rin Tingjun looked at his wrist, and was held by Lian Youyou! This woman, looking thin and weak, is actually born with divine power?

"What the hell is going on?" Rin Tingjun was already very irritable and unhappy, and he didn't have a good face when he looked at Lianyou.

Lian Youyou looked at the sun, dusk was getting darker, night was approaching, and it was almost time for yin and yang to alternate: "Wait a little longer." ”

Rin Tingjun saw that Lian Youyou was playing tricks again, and left directly, and the lazy man didn't play with her anymore.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" said Lian Youyou, smiling at Rin Tingjun's resentful black back, his steps stalled at her voice.

"The scenery here is very good, look at the sunset, blowing the mountain breeze, what's wrong?The pace of life also needs to stop, slow down~~" Lian Youyou swayed behind him, put his hands behind his back and tilted his head to look at him: "You have been running around, aren't you tired?"

Of course tired!

Rin Tingjun took a long breath in the secluded mountain wind. Strands of hair fluttered across his thin lips, and he was too tired to speak.