By the time Wang Anfeng and the others saw Ah Ping, the little boy was chopping wood.

Perhaps it was the effect of this experience that he looked more and more mature, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows had faded from immaturity, and there were nineteen scars cut vertically and horizontally on his face, and they had formed bloody scabs, which became more and more terrifying, but he did not hide this ghost-like face, and his eyes were calm.

After seeing Wang Anfeng, he was in disbelief at first, and then a look of surprise appeared, the firewood in his hand was not chopped, he threw down the axe, ran to everyone, and said a little helplessly:

"Brother Wang, why are you here?"

Wang Anfeng didn't say what he meant, he reached out and touched Ah Ping's head, and said with a smile:

"Nothing, just to see you."

Bailifeng stood aside, looked at Ah Ping and grimaced, and said:

"Hey, stinky boy, remember me?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand and drangled it in front of Ah Ping's eyes, and a shallow scar could barely be seen on it, Ah Ping's face showed an embarrassed look, he took a step back, and bowed deeply to Baili Feng, but was held by the latter with one hand, and he couldn't bow down.

Baili Feng grinned and said:

"Don't fix those empty things, we have walked all the way, let's just go in and rest."

Ah Ping realized that he had been letting Wang Anfeng and others stand outside, so he hurriedly welcomed a few people into the door, this room was cleaner than the last time Wang Anfeng came, and he wanted to clean it from time to time, and his father was sitting inside.

Seeing a stranger coming in, a vigilant look first appeared on his face, and then he seemed to recognize Wang Anfeng, and the vigilance turned into goodwill, his mouth opened, his right hand was five commands, and he shouted twice.

"He's thanking you."

Ah Ping's voice came from his ears, he brought some wooden stakes, put them on the ground, used them as benches, and then went over to wipe the dust on his father's face, the somewhat stupid man laughed, lowered his head and went about his own business, grasping some hay in both hands, and his fingers were extremely flexible, to a degree that ordinary people could not do.

When he was stupid, Wang Anfeng didn't know, but this stupid man knew very well, so that he could exchange for food and sugar gourds that the child liked, so even Wang Anfeng could see that he was very happy and happy.

Far happier than most people on and outside the rivers and lakes he had seen.

Everyone chatted about some things casually, mainly because they were more concerned about Ah Ping's experience, Bailifeng had a good impression of this stubborn boy who bit him, how to look at it, how pleasing to the eye, even the scars on his face were full of the smell of the iron blood of the soldiers.

What a seedling......

The soldier boy sighed in his heart.

In his opinion, this kid was born to go to the door of their soldier's house, especially when Wang Anfeng had said that the reason why he was able to find Ah Ping was that the latter could still struggle to knock on the scooter and make a sound even though he was drugged.

This kind of tenacious willpower is the favorite trait of the Great Qin soldiers.

For the soldiers of any place to sit here, at this time do not make a second thought, that one is more than a simple face, must be thinking about how to turn the little boy in front of him under his hands as a soldier, perhaps in the eyes intertwined, it is already a mixture of threats, concessions, promises, bargaining on the good book.

This is a bad habit that is ingrained in the blood of the Great Qin soldiers.

Because of this bad habit, there is a small half of the foreign surnames in the name library of General Daqin, and the name is really long and smelly, and it is easy to make mistakes, and it is the general Tiance back then, His Majesty the Emperor who carried forward this habit.

He abducted the son of Luo Khan in the Eastern Turkic Department to his command, and became the general of Zuo Xiaowei, loyal, brave and good at fighting, and made great achievements, the most bitter is his old son, his son ran away with someone, and he couldn't beat it, and he was reluctant to give up his son, so he had to raise all the troops to attach to Daqin, called his subordinates.

At this time, the fifteen-year-old Baili Feng was beginning to awaken to the deep-rooted 'bad habits' of the Great Qin soldiers.

looked at Ah Ping's eyes a little brightly.

Tuoba Yue glared at Baili Feng fiercely, the warning meaning was quite strong, and the powerful palm seemed to slap the scimitar on his waist intentionally or unintentionally, making a clanging sound, making Baili Feng's back spine slightly cold, and he looked away.

The girl's chin was slightly raised, and she glanced at Bailifeng with disdain.

turned to look at Ah Ping's gaze, but it was quite pitying.

In her hometown, the faces of the defeated tribes have to be carved, and this child always reminds her of some memories that she doesn't want to remember, especially the child who has experienced this kind of torture is still so sensible, which makes her feel a little distressed.

She may be the only one who understands why Wang Anfeng is reluctant to let this kid learn martial arts.

Time flickered unhurriedly, at noon, Bailifeng went to buy ingredients and came back on the grounds that guests should bring gifts when they came, and no one in this village was willing to sell them to him, so he rode to other county seats, and it didn't take much time to come and go.

Wang Anfeng personally cooked, made a meal, and was cooking the last meal, but when he heard a series of sounds outside, crisp and continuous, it seemed to be the sound of some kind of mechanism, and he was slightly surprised, and Fu Mozi's quite serious voice came from his ears.

"Ah Ping, do you want to worship me as a teacher?"

Wang Anfeng's expression changed slightly, and he turned around and went out, but Xue Qinshuang didn't know when he came to the door, stopped in front of Wang Anfeng, and shook his head at him slightly, the young man didn't care at all, his body shook, and he was about to cross over, but at the moment he stepped over, he was grabbed by Xue Qinshuang and pressed on his shoulder.

The latter's own martial arts moves are not inferior to him, and the internal strength is far exceeded, Wang Anfeng was defenseless in his heart, and was restrained by a move, and the strong internal force was suppressed, and he couldn't move for a while, Xue Qinshuang looked at him and said in a low voice:

"You don't want him to learn martial arts, but the choice is always up to him. Otherwise, even if he hadn't practiced martial arts this time, there would always be others who would take a fancy to his talent in the future. ”

"An Feng, no matter how much you value him, you can't decide his life ...... for him"

His voice paused slightly, and he said again:

"Zi Fei Fish, the joy of Anzhi Fish?"

Wang Anfeng's expression changed slightly when he heard this, he exhaled turbidity, and he no longer struggled, Xue Qinshuang let go of his palm, and the two watched the development outside side by side.

Fu Mozi looked at Ah Ping with a look of pity on his face.

The Mo family and love non-attack, although his martial arts are high, but his nature is simple, seeing what happened to Ah Ping, how can he still sit down, not to mention, this child can actually solve the 'Linglong', isn't it just suitable for practicing the internal strength of the Mo family?

Ah Ping held the untied ball in his hand.

The desire in his heart was magnified in an instant, and the despair of encountering misfortune, and Wang Anfeng's powerlessness when he led away the killer all surged into his heart at this time, he knew that the old man in front of him was probably more powerful than Brother Wang who saved him, and if he followed him, he might be able to be so strong.

You can also save other people.

Ah Ping closed his eyes, and the palm holding the ball used force, as if feeling the lines on it, to confirm whether he was dreaming.

Then he placed the ball on the lacquered wooden table, and bowed very earnestly.

"I can't."

PS: Today's second update......