Late at night, in a ravine a hundred miles away from Qingsongling, Zhou Tai waited anxiously with a group of family members, and since he got rid of Shen Yue's pursuers, the people who delivered the letter to his father had been sent out in three waves, but no news had been sent back so far. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Now that the agreed period of the fifth day of the first month, my father and they are afraid that they have been ambushed and gathered on Qingsong Ridge, but they hate that they have made a mistake here, so that Shen Yue rescued Pinglan, if he can take people to transfer earlier, why not. Now that the periphery of Qingsongling has been trapped by the Ming army, my father and their life and death are unpredictable, and they can't wait to personally lead people to kill them to rescue.

Zhou Tai hatefully punched the stump next to him, and the rough bark rubbed blood out of his hand.

"Young master, it's not easy for you to bring these people out, it's up to people to make things happen, it's up to heaven to make things happen, you don't have to blame yourself, you still need to complete the great cause of rejuvenation, take care of your health. Gongzi is auspicious, Tengger will definitely bless him to come back safely," the old man in plain clothes stepped forward and comforted.

"Don't worry, Uncle Bao, I have the bottom in my heart and will not act recklessly. Although we failed to catch Shen Yue this time, our descendants of Genghis Khan are not bad breeds, when my father comes back, we will go back to the desert grassland, reconvene the people and horses, and wait for him to rise again in the future, set the rate of 3,000 iron horsemen, and break this river and mountain, and be ashamed of the snow today! ”

As he was talking, suddenly there was movement in the bushes in the distance, and the old man in plain clothes known as Uncle Bao flew up the tree, looked around, and shouted excitedly to Zhou Tai,

"It's Childe, they're back!"

Zhou Tai hurriedly led someone to run over to answer, but saw several generals covered in blood, supporting each other, and stumbling out, and the leader had a dying middle-aged man lying on his back, his clothes were scratched, revealing a terrifying wound, still dripping blood, it was his father Zhou Bin.

"Young master, all the brothers we brought were killed by the Ming army, and those people who were temporarily recruited also died, and those who fled, only a dozen of us were left, and escaped with the master on their backs, and those Ming troops were in hot pursuit, and my three brothers finally set fire to the mountains and forests to stop them, and they were also burned alive inside, you have to avenge them!" The person who came was in tears and knelt on the ground, crying to Zhou Tai.

Zhou Tai frowned, didn't answer, let this person go, fell to his father Zhou Bin's side, hurriedly took out the hemostatic medicine from his arms, and carefully applied it to the wound.

Zhou Bin, whose face was pale, was stimulated by the pain of the wound, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Tai'er, I didn't expect to see you again."

"Abba, you rest first, don't speak, I'll heal your injuries, let's go back to the grassland."

Zhou Bin held his son's hand and shook his head slightly,

"Hurry up and take someone away, Abba is too seriously injured, I'm afraid it won't work, I can't accompany you anymore."

Holding back the tears in his eyes, Zhou Tai choked up and said. ，

"Abba, you're fine, you promised me to take me back to the prairie, back to the hometown where our ancestors rose, I dreamed of being with you on the prairie, riding horses, falcons chasing wolves, and you have to accompany me to marry wives and have children, watch them grow up, you can't go, the immortal sky is too far, I'm afraid I won't find you again,."

Zhou Bin raised his hand tremblingly, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his son's eyes, looked at this strong child, and tried to squeeze out a smile on his pale face,

"Don't cry, remember that you are a descendant of the Great Minister, and you will inherit his wishes, go back to the grassland, ask your two uncles to help, and assist the Great Khan to revive our Great Yuan Dynasty, Abba is just a little tired, he will not leave you, and he will bless you in heaven......"

Before he finished speaking, the raised arm slid down slightly, and a pair of attached eyes slowly closed.

Zhou Tai couldn't hold back the tears in his eyes anymore, hugged his father's body, looked up to the sky and roared, and an unquenchable grief gushed out,

Why? Why? Why did loving Abba die?

It's the scheming Shen Yue,

It's those ungrateful Ming army rebellions,

It's those corpses who are vegetarian and execute the scum of the Yuan court who put their grandfather to death,

Why is Abba still obsessed with his death, and he still has to assist the fool who was beaten and lost his armor, that is, the cronies he sent Mo Rigen coveted the treasure, so that the plan was revealed, but he asked Abba to bury him for this kind of indiscriminate burial!

They're all damned!

When the surrounding generals saw that Zhou Bin was out of breath, they all knelt on the ground and cried bitterly.

But seeing Zhou Tai stand up suddenly, his face was pale, his red eyes seemed to suppress endless anger, and he walked to the plain-clothed old man without saying a word, and the old man was just about to say comfort, but he hurriedly pulled out his scimitar, turned around and slashed at the heads of several people who came back.

Several people knelt on the ground, seeing Zhou Tai burst out, killing fiercely, hurriedly dodging, one by one the stunned heads rolled to the ground, a large amount of blood gushed out from the broken neck of the corpse, like a rain of blood, poured on Zhou Tai's thin body, as if the killing god possessed the body, the demon king is in the world,

"The descendants of Genghis Khan did not desert, and today my father led the people to fight bloody battles against rebellion, and they died together, and their souls returned to immortality!"

The hoarse voice echoed in the mountains and forests, the birds and beasts were startled and scattered in all directions, and the moonlight seemed to be soaked in blood and became strange and red.

The old man in plain clothes walked to Zhou Tai's side tremblingly, and seeing that he didn't move at all, he quickly snatched the scimitar from his hand.

Zhou Tai let go of the handle of the knife, as if he had been drained of his strength, and fell to the ground in a trance.

"Young master, the old slave knows that you are bitter in your heart, and you have been pinned on too much hope by the master since you were a child, such a heavy burden should not be on your shoulders, you were such a well-behaved child when you were young, considerate of people, distressed and lonely, I only blame you for being born in this family and living in this troubled world." The old man in plain clothes picked up Zhou Tai, looked at the young man with frowning eyebrows in his arms, and muttered to himself.

The family members on the side listened to the old man's story, were silent, slowly eased their spirits for a long time, and got up, but no one chose to leave, and each found some tools, collected the corpses of the dead people, dug a pit and buried them, and Zhou Bin's body was also carefully carried to the carriage.

After doing this, the group stood solemnly in front of the car, staring at the young man in the arms of the old man in plain clothes.

Zhou Tai woke up, slowly sat up straight, and felt a little comforted when he saw everyone standing respectfully in front of him.

"Uncle Bao, bring me my knife." Zhou Tai said calmly.

"Young Master, this ......"

"It's okay, I was in a hurry just now, now it's okay, I won't do stupid things."

Zhou Tai took the scimitar handed by the old man and stood in front of the family.

"There are only eighteen people left in our group now, you are all good men with iron bones, do you dare to go back to the desert with me, take away the sweat position of the ancient si, and create my compound again!"

"Young master, I'll follow you to the death!"

"Okay, today I swear to Tengger that I will live and die with you and never lose each other." Zhou Tai said, the scimitar slashed across his cheek,

All the family members were excited, and their faces were fanatical, and they all drew their knives and slashed them in the face.

Turning over and getting on the horse, Zhou Tai looked at the vast mountains, and it won't be long before he will return to this place and regain the lost ones one by one.