Hearing the girl Xiaoyu remind them to be careful, don't let the fat man hurt them, Ling Tian understood that in fact, this was also to protect the fat man, and she didn't want the fat man to fall into sadness at this time.

Facing the reminder of the girl Xiaoyu, Ling Tian said, "Thank you for reminding me, I will be careful, but after he goes berserk, I won't leave, because I believe in him, not to mention, it's not that I haven't seen a fat man go berserk, I know what to do, by the way, what's going on with the gong just now, why are so many strong people rushing over there?"

"The sound of the gong is the gathering order of the war clan, all the members of the war clan, when they hear the sound of the war gong, they will gather, the young master of the war yuan, has accepted the contract to become the next patriarch, and the patriarch will announce this matter to all the members of the war clan in the God of War Mountain. ”

The fat man became the next patriarch of the War Clan? Then why did the fat man say that he might have to stay in the God of War Mountain for decades? Could it be related to the fat man becoming the next patriarch of the War Clan? Ling Tian was a little puzzled.

The girl Xiaoyu said, "If you need anything, you can tell Xiaoyu at any time." ”

Just as Ling Tian and the girl Xiaoyu were talking, in a huge square, the powerhouses of the War Clan had gathered like clouds, floating in the air, looking at the people standing in the center of the square, but their eyes were all focused on the fat man.

Facing the eyes of those people in the war clan full of expectation, the fat man's face was full of calm, just like sixty years ago, he was once again the focus of attention, he was not happy or sad, this scene, as if going back to sixty years ago, the fat man did not want to think of sixty years ago.

"This guy, what is he doing when he comes back, hasn't he already exploded his cultivation and become a waste? According to the rules of the War Clan, a member of the War Clan who does not have any cultivation must be driven out of the War God Mountain, and the most hateful thing is that he automatically gave up the next Patriarch!"

"It's a rare opportunity to be a candidate for the next patriarch, and it's a shame for the war clan to give up on his own initiative!

The few people who were talking about it, their eyes were full of jealousy, these people were almost the same age as the fat people, and their strength was about the same, they were all about the four king-level cultivators, but there were all kinds of discussions in the air, and some people were pleased.

"It seems that the young master of Zhan Yuan has not given up on the Zhan Clan, he is back again, the young master of Zhan Yuan is really amazingly talented, he has only been seen for sixty years, and now he has reached the double king-level cultivation, which is worthy of being the strongest talent of the Zhan Clan. ”

"Yes, I remember that sixty years ago, when the young master of Zhan Yuan left the war clan, he blew himself up that he had cultivated all his life, and he didn't even have a one-fold foundation period of cultivation, and he didn't think that in sixty years, the young master of Zhan Yuan was promoted from the first-level foundation period to the second-level king-level cultivation. ”

In the face of those discussions, the fat man was unusually calm, he stood there quietly, and beside the fat man, there was a sturdy middle-aged man, this middle-aged man was the current patriarch of the Zhan clan, Zhan Nuo, and the father of the fat man.

The fat man didn't notice that in the air, a young woman, she was biting her lip lightly, looking at the fat man, seeing the fat man standing there with an indifferent face, the young woman, couldn't help but feel distressed, but she was a little overwhelmed.

The fat man quietly glanced at the people present, when his gaze met the gaze of the young woman in the air, the fat man trembled, and the previous scene appeared in the fat man's mind, it was a warm scene...

But soon, the fat man seemed to remember something, and he hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to continue to meet the young woman's gaze, as if he was afraid to recall something.

When the young woman saw the fat man's behavior, there was some resentment in her tone, and she said to herself, "Brother Zhan Yuan, don't you really want Xiaoya at all? It has been sixty years since the incident. ”

The fat man didn't dare to face the young girl in the air, he lowered his head and stood aside, at this time, the current patriarch of the Zhan Clan, Zhan Nuo solemnly announced, "I announce that Zhan Yuan will become the next patriarch and prepare to enter the soul suppression of the Crazy Valley. ”

"Why! It's his identity as the next patriarch again, he has already given up the identity of the next patriarch last time, his previous actions are simply a shame for the war clan, how can such a person be worthy of being the next patriarch. ”

Some young men of the war clan who were about the same age as the fat man, their faces were full of envy and jealousy, and many people were excited, "The young master of Zhan Yuan, he is extremely talented, and now he has reached the double king level cultivation, I believe that he will soon surpass that year." ”

Hearing Zhan Nuo say that he was going to enter the Crazy Valley for soul suppression, the fat man trembled, his face was a little pale, he seemed to remember something terrible, and he didn't want to think about it, and when the young girl saw this scene in the air, she bit her lip lightly, and her heart was distressed.

After listening to the announcement of the results, the people of the war clan talked a lot, the fat man didn't say a word, he quietly walked forward, towards the outside of the square, at this time his face was a little pale, the young girl wanted to talk to the fat man, but didn't know how to speak.

In the end, the young girl just silently watched the fat man walk out of the square, and when the other people saw the fat man leaving, they did not stop them, they dispersed one after another, and the fat man seemed to have lost his soul, and walked towards the room where Ling Tian and Qingqing lived.

Half an hour later, the fat man came to the house where Ling Tian and Qingqing lived, knocked on the door, Ling Tian opened the door and saw the fat man's pale face, he was also slightly stunned, knowing that Ling Tian, who was the fat man's past, seemed to understand what the fat man was recalling.

After all, Ling Tian was also a person who had passed by like that, and when he saw the fat man's appearance, Ling Tian suddenly said, "Fat man, is there any place here to drink a little wine?" At the wedding of Feng Da and Feng Er, we were in too much of a hurry, and I didn't have time to drink a few glasses yet. ”

When the fat man saw Ling Tian say this, he raised his head and looked at Ling Tian, after half a sound, the fat man suddenly smiled and said, "Ling Tian, it seems that what you think is the same as I think, I also want to have a few drinks, but I didn't have time, but here, I know a place." ”

The smile on the fat man's face was a little bitter, but Ling Tian didn't break it in his eyes, saying that the fat man was not lazy, he took Ling Tian, Qingqing, and the three of them out of the battle city, and many people said hello to the fat man on the way, but the fat man nodded silently, but his heart was inexplicably cold.

There was no joy on his face, and when he walked out of the gate of the battle city, the white-haired old man they had seen before suddenly said to the fat man, "Little fat man, life is like this, some things, it has passed, let it pass." ”

"Thank you, the two elders, the little fat man will try to let it pass. The fat man said calmly, a touch of sadness flashed in his eyes, and when he saw the fat man walking into the distance, the white-haired old man, in the end, he just shook his head helplessly, sighed, and didn't speak.

Soon Ling Tian and the three of them came to a restaurant, the fat man looked at the restaurant, as if he remembered something, and then said, "Ling Tian, do you know? ”

"Oh, really? I'll have to taste it. Ling Tian said with a smile, and walked into the restaurant with the fat man, the restaurant looked very ordinary, but the smell of wine was indeed very strong, and the shopkeeper in the restaurant seemed to be very familiar with the fat man.

"Young Master Zhanyuan, I haven't been to our restaurant for decades, I thought you forgot the aroma of our wine here, the location has been reserved for you, it's still an old place, go up to the second floor, and the good wine will be served." The shopkeeper said enthusiastically.

Ling Tian couldn't feel the shock anymore, or rather, he had been shocked to the point of numbness, a shopkeeper was actually a double king-level powerhouse, Ling Tian didn't know what words to use to describe it, he and the fat man walked towards the second floor, but unexpectedly...

"Why, Zhan Yuan, why was he chosen as the next patriarch, sixty years ago, his talent and martial arts were indeed strong, but now he is just a double king-level cultivator, why are the three elders and patriarchs so biased!"

"Zhan Yi, don't complain, although he only has a double king-level cultivation now, have you ever remembered that sixty years ago, he was a five-level king-level powerhouse, and he exploded his lifelong cultivation, and in such a short period of time, he was able to improve his strength to a double-level king-level cultivation, and ordinary people can improve so quickly?

"I'm just unwilling, Zhan Yuan, that guy, he actually gave up the identity of the next patriarch, this is a great honor, he gave up easily, this is a great shame for our entire Zhan clan, even if the strength cultivation is strong, is it..."

Before the angry voice upstairs could finish speaking, the fat man, Ling Tian, Qingqing, and the three of them had already walked to the second floor, and several members of the war clan who were drinking had subconsciously closed their mouths when they saw the fat man coming up, but one of them looked at the fat man with anger in his eyes.

The fat man didn't care about those discussions, and even ignored the few people in front of him, and sat down at a table leaning against the window.

After the shopkeeper saw the fat man sitting by the window, he smiled slightly and blurted out, "Young Master Zhanyuan, it turns out that you still remember this position, this position is where the young master of Zhanyuan has been sitting, and the opposite of the young master of Zhanyuan is often..."

Before the shopkeeper finished speaking, he seemed to remember something, hurriedly closed his mouth, and did not speak, and the fat man was a little confused in his eyes, as if he was thinking about something, and after a while, the fat man came back to his senses, picked up the wine bowl, and poured a bowl.

The fat man didn't say a word, raised the wine bowl, drank it all, his face showed an aftertaste look, and said with a smile, "The wine here is still as fragrant as it was back then, Ling Tian, what are you doing in a daze, drink a bowl, I guarantee that you will like this wine." ”

"Fatty, there are some things, since they have happened, no matter how much they blame themselves, they cannot be undone, as the two seniors said, let the past be the past. After Ling Tian said this, he drank it all

The fat man raised his head and looked at Ling Tian and Qingqing, he was silent for a while, then picked up a bowl of wine and drank it all, when he drank this bowl of wine, the fat man's eyes had slowly become red, and at this time, Ling Tian and Qingqing did not say a word, nor did they persuade.

The fat man drank bowl after bowl, after drinking ten bowls of wine in a row, his tears had blurred his eyes, and through the blurred eyes, Ling Tian and Qingqing, who were sitting beside him, seemed to be his two friends sixty years ago, tears accumulated in his eyes, dripping down.

At this time, the fat man found that the things he saw in front of him were becoming clearer and clearer, and the people in front of him were not his two friends, Ling Tian said calmly, "Fat man, if it wasn't for sixty years ago, you, me, Qingqing, maybe wouldn't have had the opportunity to sit here together." ”

"If it weren't for the fact that I obeyed my father's arrangement sixty years ago and became the next patriarch and entered the Crazy Valley, this would not have happened! What is the next patriarch, I am not rare!" The fat man's tone was a little gloomy, and he slammed his fist on the table and shouted angrily.

Qingqing and Ling Tian sat on the side, watching the fat man's tears continue to drip into the wine, and the fat man kept pouring himself bowl after bowl, the two of them did not stop or persuade, they sat quietly and listened.

This book was first published in Reading Rim