Wu Su felt like he was cheating on a child at this time, and he felt a little guilty no matter what, but he finally said with a little conscience: "If you choose not to practice martial arts, we can also teach you some medical skills or something, at least you can have enough food and clothing in this life." ”

Dong Zhanyun said without hesitation: "Godfather, if you really want me to choose." I wouldn't choose medicine. ”

Wu Su frowned and said, "Why? With your temperament, most of you will choose the medical Tao." Dong Zhanyun blushed and roared: "Then what about my father? I want to avenge him!"

Looking at Dong Zhanyun's appearance, Wu Su couldn't help but think back to himself that year.

"Master, the disciple has vowed to avenge the senior brother, please teach the disciple a higher level of martial arts!"

"No! you have to do it as a doctor, you know?" said Mrs. Wu in a loud protest outside the door.

"Mother~!" Dong Zhanyun exclaimed embarrassedly, because if you want to say what Dong Zhanyun is most afraid of, it belongs to this mother.

"Okay, okay, I got it. Dong Zhanyun never thought that Wu Su, who was usually very tough, would be afraid of Mrs. Wu, and surrendered so quickly. ("I don't accept gifts for the holidays this year, only my wife will receive gifts!" Wusu said smartly)

"Okay, I'll just say yes. In Dong Zhanyun's heart, Mrs. Wu will always be the belief of her life, an insurmountable mountain.

"Whew!" Mrs. Wu was obviously angry, and pulled Dong Zhanyun to the side of the spiritual seat of her ancestor, Dong Zhanbei, and cried in a low voice: "Zhanyun, Zhanyun." If you really left us that day, wouldn't you know that you were wrong?"

Dong Zhanyun lowered his head and hugged Mrs. Wu and said, "Mom, I know that I am wrong, I can major in medicine." ”

Mrs. Wu suddenly seemed to be a different person, and suddenly came back to her senses and said, "Silly boy, have you been deceived?" ("Nima, it's actually comparable to a special actor. Dong Zhanyun sweated violently)

Mrs. Wu smiled at Dong Zhanyun and said, "If you cultivate well, maybe these two girls can marry you!"

Dong Zhanyun didn't know how to answer for a while, but he still nodded and said, "Okay, okay, I know." ”

Mrs. Wu took out a book of weapons, the Hundred Types of Military Department, and spread it out: "Zhanyun, you can take a look at this atlas." ”

Dong Zhanyun could see that this was a fine picture, which depicted knives, swords, halberds, spears, daggers, light halberds, double swords, bows, crossbows, whips, and ...... and other 180 kinds of weapons.

Dong Zhanyun's eyes were immediately attracted, and before Mrs. Wu could ask, he pointed to the dagger and said, "I want this weapon." (Mrs. Wu said speechlessly: "Will it be too short?") Dong Zhanyun also said speechlessly: "It's not that one.") ”）

Mrs. Wu continued, "You can also choose a deputy soldier as your auxiliary weapon!"

Dong Zhanyun looked at it again and again, hesitated for a while, and said, "This one." Mrs. Wu looked at it and said with a smile: "This is a horse chopping knife, and it is a necessary item for the main soldiers." You'd better choose another one. ”

Dong Zhanyun looked at Mrs. Wu helplessly and shook her head stubbornly and said, "Mother, let's do it." Mrs. Wu could see Dong Zhanyun's firmness, so she had to say: "If you can afford it, I will let you use it, you know?"

As soon as Dong Zhanyun thinks of his future life, the plots of those golden iron horses and bloody battles can meet the excitement of the future.